So why most of the time, after reading Lugnut replies I have bad taste in my mouth?
I noticed his good moments, but too often he abuses the substance and comes here.

 

it can be on his own different reason.

while i was in school during the good old days, i prefer to be the bully rather than being bullied and that's where the fun is.

he might be testing your reasoning ability, finding your soft spots, or it's his natural way doing the informal way of communication with friends and acquaintance. deep inside him it means nothing and normal.

he loves animals and music...which means he is in fact a kind person in personal.

so don't get offended since he consider you as a friend.

 

Drew, funny joke!

For the rest of you, grow up! Sheesh! I kiiid, I kiiid!

 

what an optimistic approach

 

Now, Kajtek1. You know I have no control over what you put in your mouth. Don't be blaming me for what ends up in there or how bad it tastes.

Maybe it's a yin and yang thing? We have to put up with what comes out of your mouth, so you have to put up with what goes in.

... so quit your whining.

 

Ah, sleepy - Don't be giving anything away. No one is supposed to know I'm really a softie. And, you're right. I'll go a few rounds with anybody that wants to do the same, but I don't lose any sleep over what is said here.

 

Pass the cheese, Please

 

Is limburger okay?

 

That is all it was...a joke. One a friend sent to me. They always are good for a flamming conversation though...[sm=badbadbad.gif]

 

Yeah. Conversation. Here is another one

Lugnut gets on a plane and finds himself seated next to a cute blonde. He immediately turns to her and makes his move.

"You know," he says, "I've heard that flights will go quicker if you strike up a conversation with your fellow passenger. So let's talk."

The blonde, who had just opened her book, closes it slowly and says to the guy, "What would you like to discuss?"

"Oh, I don't know," says Lugnut, smiling. "How about nuclear power?"

"OK," says the blonde. "That could be an interesting topic. But let me ask you a question first. A horse, a cow, and a deer all eat the same stuff -- grass. Yet the deer excretes little pellets, the cow turns out a flat patty, and the horse produces muffins of dried poop. Why do you suppose that is?"

Lugnut is dumbfounded. Finally he replies, "I haven't the slightest idea."

"So tell me," says the blonde, "How is it that you feel qualified to discuss nuclear power when you don't know s$&#t?"