I am floored at the regular contribution of the regular tools that frequent this site. It amazes me that people are not permitted to contribute to this forum without anticipation of losers that have nothing better to do than to criticize those who come here looking for a discussion forum. (I anticipate backlash for this post and from these clowns.) Really, you all have to have something better to do with your time. How about go out? Try dating. I speculate there are plenty of people that come to the site (fairfaxunderground.com) hoping to engage in dialogue. I have not been frequently for long, but I would guess the site's founder(s) were expecting a little more. Individuals should express their opinions, and others should express their objective responses, but the childish responses to absolutely everything that is posted is rather obnoxious. Try something of substance. I, and I am sure I am speaking for many, loathe the negative remarks of many that hold no bearing on the topic of conversation. To those individuals (and please back me): Get Over Yourself!!!

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Fair Posting is absolutely right.

I believe I speak on behalf of all of those that have pointed out factually unsound/rediculous posts and glaring idiocy, expressed opinions regarding subject matter, and have been critical of statements made on this site, when I offer my most sincere apology. Thank you, Fair Posting, for showing us the error of our ways.

Hopefully at some point when you get down off of your soap box, I can shake the hand connected to your sensitive ass in thanks.

Humbly submitted while getting over myself and off on your mother,

IMIM a.k.a. IM

You are a case that represents my point. Thank you for your contribution. Anyone else?

Uhm evict gravis and the problem will be solved.

I love it when you talk like that. More...more...more...!!!

I agree 100% but admit that I fall into the lash out mentality when attacked.

I agree with fair posting. He needs to stop posting here and get a life.

FairPosting Wrote:
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> I am floored at the regular contribution of the
> regular tools that frequent this site. It amazes
> me that people are not permitted to contribute to
> this forum without anticipation of losers that
> have nothing better to do than to criticize those
> who come here looking for a discussion forum. (I
> anticipate backlash for this post and from these
> clowns.) Really, you all have to have something
> better to do with your time. ... Get Over
> Yourself!!!


We only lash out at people who post stupid things. For instance, anyone who says "I'm an Arab" and "why do people look at me funny when I date a white woman" is just asking to be lambasted. This also holds true for people who have a credit rating of 486 because they (a. Didn't pay a bill, b. Were the victim of identity theft, c. Pick a or b depending on the day of the week) and then want to borrow $15,000 but don't want to pay an exorbitant interest rate. Or, for anyone who rambles on in a self-righteous rant with 10 references to "I" or "me" and then has the fucking balls to whine, ala Chris Crocker, "Get Over Yourself!!!"

So would a post about the Fairfax County Fair be a post about Fair Posting?
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I'm practically a male model.

FairPosting Wrote:
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> I am floored at the regular contribution of the
> regular tools that frequent this site. It amazes
> me that [...]


"the wisdom of the wise will perish, the intelligence of the intelligent will vanish."

I am sitting
In the morning
At the diner
On the corner

I am waiting
At the counter
For the man
To pour the coffee

And he fills it
Only halfway
And before
I even argue

He is looking
Out the window
At somebody
Coming in

"It is always
Nice to see you"
Says the man
Behind the counter

To the woman
Who has come in
She is shaking
Her umbrella

And I look
The other way
As they are kissing
Their hellos

I'm pretending
Not to see them
Instead
I pour the milk

I open
Up the paper
There's a story
Of an actor

Who had died
While he was drinking
It was no one
I had heard of

And I'm turning
To the horoscope
And looking
For the funnies

When I'm feeling
Someone watching me
And so
I raise my head

There's a woman
On the outside
Looking inside
Does she see me?

No she does not
Really see me
Cause she sees
Her own reflection

And I'm trying
Not to notice
That she's hitching
Up her skirt

And while she's
Straightening her stockings
Her hair
Has gotten wet

Oh, this rain
It will continue
Through the morning
As I'm listening

To the bells
Of the cathedral
I am thinking
Of your voice...

And of the midnight picnic
Once upon a time
Before the rain began...

I finish up my coffee
It's time to catch the train

Im a practically male model. (note the change of syntax)