Stupidest / Weirdest response to a post?

kingtut

So what is the stupidest or weirdest response that you have had to one of your threads or posts?

javaboy

Don't say it!

kingtut

fap-fap-fap

brendansmith

:pac:

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Senna

I just took a big ball of fluff out of my belly button, its smells weird, should i go to a doctor?

Sharpshooter

javaboy wrote: »

Don't say it!

It is practically an open invitation.:D

But I promised Terry julep I would never do it again.:)

AlmightyCushion

Has to be the Brian Cowen post in this (http://www.boards.ie/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=2055483470) thread.

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javaboy wrote: »

Don't say it!

It.

jaffa20

javaboy wrote: »

Don't say it!

That!

My other posts were deleted. Why?

Random

cheese

K-9

Stupidest? Too many to pick.

Acacia

That I was a 'retard' for writing a 'long' (i.e. concise) response while debating with another poster. :rolleyes:

The funny thing was two other people thanked it. LOL.

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Orion

In a recent exchange of comments about another blog Beth wondered if perhaps I might compose something on the work of Douglas Adams, author of "The Complete Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy," an English radio program that became a series of books, unless it was the other way around. "The Guide" is more than a bit like Dr. Who on acid, which I suspect is exactly the effect Adams desired, and therefore any attempt to make sense of these books is a clear violation of their spirit, and not to be countenanced. So, in keeping with the spirit of these books I shall violate their spirit and attempt to make sense of them, at least in one small regard.

One of the many convoluted subplots revolves around finding the answer to "life, the universe and everything." A super giant computer assigned the task began to crunch all the possibilities, and after several million years concluded its work with a definitive statement. The answer to "life, the universe and everything" turned out to be "42," a conclusion that felt, well somehow inadequate to the protagonist, an alien who took the name "Ford Prefect." The problem quickly surfaced. We now have the answer, but we do not yet have the question, and the answer is meaningless without the question. The mice, who were really running the show, suggested "How many roads must a man walk down?" as a provisional try, and that was deemed an acceptable substitute until the real question could be uncovered after several million more years using another computer (which turned out to be the planet Earth.)

What was the question again?

Queen-Mise

+3 - 4 = -1

Princess Consuela Bananahammock

Has to be Degsy.

He asked to for references to prove a point I made about the connection between paedohilia and Ancient Greece. When I provided some titles of books,he came back...

"Who cares what you read in books!"

I since read a post where someone claimed he was a librarian, but I'm sure of it;s accuracy.

FearDark

I liek turrrtles...

Sam Vimes

Acacia wrote: »

That I was a 'retard' for writing a 'long' (i.e. concise) response while debating with another poster. :rolleyes:

The funny thing was two other people thanked it. LOL.

Was that in the thread about the guy who dressed up as madeline? It'd be especially stupid if that happened twice

Sam Vimes

in the lisbon thread someone posted a link to an irish independent article to prove something he was saying and it said the exact opposite of what he was saying

Professey Chin

It wasnt a response but there was that thread someone made cause they got laid.

Still think they were lying

Kiera

From the lovely snyper to me: How's your fanny for a lodger.

Setun

FearDark wrote:

I liek turrrtles...

Been listening to Tortoise a lot lately.

peanuthead

Macros42 wrote: »

In a recent exchange of comments about another blog Beth wondered if perhaps I might compose something on the work of Douglas Adams, author of "The Complete Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy," an English radio program that became a series of books, unless it was the other way around. "The Guide" is more than a bit like Dr. Who on acid, which I suspect is exactly the effect Adams desired, and therefore any attempt to make sense of these books is a clear violation of their spirit, and not to be countenanced. So, in keeping with the spirit of these books I shall violate their spirit and attempt to make sense of them, at least in one small regard.

One of the many convoluted subplots revolves around finding the answer to "life, the universe and everything." A super giant computer assigned the task began to crunch all the possibilities, and after several million years concluded its work with a definitive statement. The answer to "life, the universe and everything" turned out to be "42," a conclusion that felt, well somehow inadequate to the protagonist, an alien who took the name "Ford Prefect." The problem quickly surfaced. We now have the answer, but we do not yet have the question, and the answer is meaningless without the question. The mice, who were really running the show, suggested "How many roads must a man walk down?" as a provisional try, and that was deemed an acceptable substitute until the real question could be uncovered after several million more years using another computer (which turned out to be the planet Earth.)

What was the question again?

Did anyone read this post, or just scroll down past it like I did!!??

Ardscoil Ris

Born to a six legged Cadburys Caramel rapper, I didn’t always find it easy to fit in. I was beaten at a young age for not filling the fridge with barbecue sauce, as was the norm at the time. I soon turned to snorting untamed spicy chicken wings and soon went into a dissent to find a new fix. I found it in my back garden that had ticker tape instead of grass and people instead of insects. Among those freaks and whores, I found disregarded towels. Day after day I would wrap myself in their absorbing goodness. But soon I became too attached and when 138 towels approached me claiming I was the father to their unborn faceclothes, I knew I had to leave.

I ran away from home at 16 months (incidentally my home was made out of peanut butter and painted Coco Pops) and soon wound up in a forest made out of newspaper trees. I was stopped by a 3ft tall Christmas tree. He said “Alas, m’boy are you lost” in a quirky Cork accent. Of course I was barley able to talk at the time but replied “Mister my inconsiderable moniker led me astray to a menagerie of newspaper tree’s, assisting in the devolvement and constitution of a languid lifestyle, shrouded in a crescendo of darkness among past times gone by.” He didn’t have a ****ing clue what I was saying, but had a sinister look on his front page (he’s made out of newspaper.) Clouded by a sudden urge of sexual frustration, the crumbled bastard advanced on me. I had to hold off the ****er with a magic bus pass I kept hidden in my open hand. Just then a bird flew by and swooped down. The bird (who’s name I later found out was Alan Tomombogo) took out a miniature scissors and cut up that supplemented ****er. Alan Tomombogo turned to me and said “You must take the shortcut through the Forest of Horrendous and Constant Trials.” I hurried off and emerged 6 years later after an uneventful journey to a world inhabited by hotdog vendors.

“Get your hotdogs!”, “Get you hotdogs!” repeated constantly, so I got a whisk out and a dozen or several million eggs (I can’t remember the exact figure) and made the biggest mother****ing omelette you ever seen and laid it over all the vendors. Those eggy bollockes don’t know **** now.

Looking forth I saw a clothes peg factory, but all those ****heads just hang about (*cough* bad joke *cough*). Beside the factory a boat was readying for a voyage. That gave me an idea. I walked around pondering this idea to myself for some time, during which the ****ing boat left. It was then that I saw the love of my life - the worlds largest fridge magnet, but that was way out of my league. Eventually I decided to jump as high as I could and before I knew it I was on the moon. Only problem was that I forgot to bring a jacket. I got pneumonia and was taken ill for 8 years.

Just released from hospital I knew I had to take it easy, so I joined the army. The first mission was to get coffee and doughnuts for my commanding officers. We need an eight man team. Buzz was to phone ahead an order to Dunkin’ Doughnuts. Charlie was to drive the tank, Spec’s was to check if the place was clear but he was **** at that, Goose was to cover Dog, Minstrel and I who were to carry the tea, doughnuts and extra paraphernalia respectively. Then **** happened. We assumed the place would be clear - we never got the call from Spec’s. We waited till midnight, but we had to complete the mission. I ran in and took out all the people inside, unfortunately killing Goose and Minstrel in the process. Charlie collected me at the designated rendezvous point and we completed the mission - which was a success but for being 8 hours late and one dead chicken and one dead chocolaty bastard.

After severing my 3 day tenure in the army I decided to run for President of Wallis and Futuna. I was successful but overthrown by a group of garlic twits. Then, by luck I guess, I was offered my own chat show - Talkin’ **** - which was aimed at preschool children and elephants. It only lasted 12 weeks, but we managed to make 4500 episodes (4488 of which were clip shows).

Wallowing in self-pity I took some Calpol. Not a good move. I was rushed to the nearest silo and tickled for 2 years. Once my armpits healed I begin the search for my true father. I knew he would be hard to find - just a 34 ft tall mint crisp bar among 4 billion people. Long story short he didn’t turn out to be the father I thought he would be … the golden crisp mother****er! I have cried ever since.

Nehaxak

Anyone who replies seriously to a post then ends it mid sentence for no reason with "purple monkey dishwasher" is, I think, a legend.

Kiera

Purple monkey dishwasher is soooo old. We need a new one.

Professey Chin

Kiera wrote: »

Purple monkey dishwasher is soooo old. We need a new one.

Green chimp washing machine?

Kiera

Nah its not the same. Something like toasted naked tuesday....

Acacia

Sam Vimes wrote: »

Was that in the thread about the guy who dressed up as madeline? It'd be especially stupid if that happened twice

Yeah, it was that one. He/ she said the same thing to you, if I recall. Fair play to ye for telling him who was the real 'retard' though.

Professey Chin

Kiera wrote: »

Nah its not the same. Something like toasted naked tuesday....

Is that an offer or a suggestion?

Kiera

Ultimate Chin wrote: »

Is that an offer or a suggestion?

No no no. No offer.

Meh i give up. Purple monkey dishwasher it is so

Professey Chin

Kiera wrote: »

No no no. No offer.

Meh i give up. Purple monkey dishwasher it is so

Aw. Thought i was gettin a break for valentines day

*wanders back to junior cert fourm*

Turd Ferguson

Kiera wrote: »

Purple monkey dishwasher is soooo old. We need a new one.

Banana bum pencil sex

destroyer

Sea liver battery cusp

Kiera

Turd Ferguson wrote: »

Banana bum pencil sex

I like it!

Professey Chin

Wait a minute......ah cmon. All I did was bury a zombie.Why the hell did that get deleted

Biggins

Frak this, I have wood - I'm off to shag a tree!

Princess Consuela Bananahammock

Biggins wrote: »

Frak this, I have wood - I'm off to shag a tree!

That was the responce, or an idea you just had?

Biggins

Biggins wrote: »

Frak this, I have wood - I'm off to shag a tree!

Ikky Poo2 wrote: »

That was the response, or an idea you just had?

Bored with some threads - have wood - Going for a tree(some)!

Kold

Don't punch them in the head?

Sam Vimes

Acacia wrote: »

Yeah, it was that one. He/ she said the same thing to you, if I recall. Fair play to ye for telling him who was the real 'retard' though.

He did indeed say the same thing to me.
The trick is to just suggest that he might be a retard and not actually call him one. That way you don't get banned

dSTAR

Ultimate Chin wrote: »

It wasnt a response but there was that thread someone made cause they got laid.

Still think they were lying

Can we just drop it?

Turns out 'her' name was Trevor.

qz

jam

castie

Agent Smith did it!

Nehaxak

dSTAR wrote: »

Can we just drop it?

Turns out 'her' name was Trevor.

Hi honey !

IvySlayer

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twinytwo

Kiera wrote: »

No no no. No offer.

Meh i give up. Purple monkey dishwasher it is so

hows about(and i know a rip off of south park)... MANBEARBIG:pac:

cHaTbOx

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what about her?