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Holy wet animals. You thought...what? That I meant...no, it never occurred to me. Yet you leapt the logic and...yes, I know that's what the other side does to its own, leading it through its paces. But I specifically stated...and you still thought I meant
"Goodbye cru-el world"
Who said the world is cruel, beside James Darren (who actually sang it. And bonus points for knowing he introduced the record on an episode of The Donna Reed Show)? If anything, it's neutral and indifferent.
And, okay. I understand Pink Floyd may have as well. You might call them after my time, although, well, let's just say I remember the original. In fact, I owned a copy of the original, which in those days was called a 45.
"I'm off to join the circus."
Hidden Comments: what a concept. Now you see them; now you don't. How about booting them directly from Kosville into the email box of an administrator? (I have it on expert computer-consultant authority that it can be programmed.) Are our eyes less sensitive than the newbies'? Are they really not yet hardened by their experiences with other websites and, uh, the world (cruel or otherwise) at large? There these nuggets of negativism would be preserved for x amount of time during which the alleged offender could appeal his or her sentence and, assuming the judge doesn't issue a summary judgment, they could be returned to a jury of 100,000 of their peers.
Or not. Maybe we could vote on the proposal.
"Gonna be a broken-hearted clown."
Top Comments of the Day: more letdown than frivolity. Not to mention out of context. They're roughly proportional to the traffic in the thread in which they appeared. But at least it's a self-contained and easily avoidable feature, unlike the recipe tradition which disrupts the conversation (and often is longer to scroll through) at least as much as what elicited it.
"Paint my face with a good-for-nothing smile"
I know I can't prove it, but I really am transposing the lyrics from memory. Anyway, by popular request, here's an example of the rationale: the apologist for the confederate flag in a South Carolina Will Not Be Rewarded with an NBA Somethingorother diary, whom I recommended as leverage against likely troll ratings (before proceeding to dispute his posts). I mean, so what that he was full of shit. His pathetic arguments were easily eviscerated so why shouldn't untrusted (or not-yet-trusted) readers be able to enjoy the entertainment. Whatever asinine assertions these numbskulls make, we effortlessly shoot them down. Instead, we're supposed to act as a lockstep nation, plucking them into purgatory (and yes, that is censorship, not that there's anything wrong with Kos' laying down the law) for posterity, I suppose, while proclaiming ourselves so tolerant of dissent that we invite Republicans to join us as long as they behave.
Sure. Warning conservatives not to wade into condemnable territory is like swearing we'll never use profanity again.
"Because a mean, fickle woman"
The cats are darling, so gorgeous they look good even with their heads in the toilet. I adore cats. I have three of my own. But would any cat voluntarily stick its head in one? Really? Doctored photos? I don't know. I keep the seat down and of course provide fresh water at all times.
"Turned my whole world upside down."
Now. How about that Lieberman. How can we marginalize him further and do you think he'll drop out of the race in late September as Lawrence O'Donnell has predicted? Drag out the nonsense through much gnashing and gritting of teeth only to quit before he can be fired (again)?
"Goodbye Cruel World" my ass. Love it or leave it. Just don't try to improve it.
Oh, yeah. Tags. You can really change my tags? I forgot something, I pretended it's about something it isn't, you know my intentions better than I do.