And we'll pull it apart and dissect and dissemble and drop dye on it and inspect under the microscope and put it back together with baling wire and chewing gum and go have some wings and a beer afterward.

I personally like to accelerate the discussion to the speed of light and slam it into another discussion so I can measure what strange new discussion particles are created in the resulting explosion.

In this manner I hope to discern the beginning of discussion itself.

Or destroy us all with Gray Discourse.

I hate today. A lot.

{{{Aims}}} What's wrong? Anyone we can smite for you?

Just being nibbled to death by ducks.

{{Aims}}

Prepare the duck smasher!!1!

Stoopid ducks should go pick on someone else for a while.

I personally like to accelerate the ducks to the speed of light and slam them into other ducks so I can measure what strange new duck particles are created in the resulting explosion.

In this manner I hope to discern the beginning of ducks.

It's petty and wrong of me to take so much delight in seeing my sister, and oldest brother, both of whom used to not only be skinny but make fun of my pudge, wearing double chins, isn't it?

No!

One of the merriest parts of Christmas this year was my Sister and some old friends and me sitting around talking about how Mary C_______ had gotten fat. None of us had friended her (since she is no doubt still evil) but we had all seen her Facebook picture.

Basically, you sneer and call me fat for a decade plus don't expect me to be gracious behind your back when you show up with batwings.