SL Sex, Lies, and Mind Games

Sorry Scylla, but I must disagree on this one. The Sear's catalogue was teeming with lotsa stuff that drives a young girl wild...dolls, doll accesories, party kitchens and, as I recall, quite an impressive collection of shoes, household appliances, and jewelry. I wonder if you were looking on the wrong pages...for some reason, I see you breathing heavily, fingertips trembling, as you flipped through the Craftsmen tool section...

Why do people bother responding to Pserendipity Daniels?

Never heard the old adage, "Do not argue with a fool. He will bring you down to his level and beat you with experience"?

In this case, you can just change 'fool' for 'troll' or just add it in for a 'fool troll.' He feeds off your responses, goads you on. Don't respond and you will be like the rest of us who feel his opinion is worthless and thus, deprive him of anything to continue using to perpetuate his drivel.

Why don't you just ask her out for a cup of coffee, Twilight?

My sl sister in avatarland like libarians and is not interested in craftsmen called Sears who have huge tools.

We know you would be the one to get Jiggy with him.

He's fun in a wacky way. Like a school master who you wanna have like you but who will always sneer at your stupidity. Kinky.

LOL

Yeeesh, Mickey . . .

Well, Twilight, when I was younger -- before "tools" of ANY sort were of much interest to me -- I did pore for hours over the Christmas catalogue. But it wasn't the sort of thing that left me feeling I needed to hide it under my mattress . . .

(Actually, I'd entirely forgotten about the Christmas catalogue until just now . . . )

Awwww, sweet story Scylla.

That would be a nice story to share over a cup of coffee

Are you sociopathic or just mendacious then?

Pep (Next time perhaps you'll think before you type, eh?)

Music to my ears, Jenshae - I'm glad I'm not the only one who feels this way. People only have to sit on their hands until the urge to respond subsides; it's easy with practice, and the feeling quickly passes, unlike his persecution complex, the level of his vindictiveness and irrationality, which increase out of all proportion when people buy into his petty arguments.

It's worth reminding that if you ignore the playground bully (and that means whether he's being nasty or nice, because the latter is only an act to get you onside), he'll eventually run out of steam. If he still insists on ranting on, he'll just look more stupid than he does now.

Oh and incidentally, folks, please stop according him the status of resident grammarian and linguistic expert - it feeds his ego, he's frequently wrong, and his attitude towards ESL residents is abhorrent. Some of us do have the wherewithal to refute many of his claims but we have better things to do with our time - like being grammarians and linguists.

I'll now leave the floor clear for him to slate me to his heart's content if he feels so inclined - he knows he'll get no response from me.

This is overtly self-referentially incorrect.

Pep (I would encourage people like you not to post so that you are not publicly embarrassed by your inaccuracy.)

If you spot it, ya got it....

My grandma always warned me about men offering sweets. I still get a twinge of guilt when a guy gives me something hard to suck on.

I think it is just a side effect.

http://www.cad-comic.com/comics/cad/20080227.jpg

By all accounts, his wit is growing dull, the humour is drying up and the logic is no where to be seen. I think he is succumbing to the forums and they have addled his brains. Now if only he would move on like the one depicted above ...

... maybe to a place more suited to him like 4chan?

If we do sit on our hands, we can do it in hopes that he will leave for fouler bogs.

ROFL

But he just did. (get a response from you) A rather lengthy one.

My great-grandma said, "Do you think we should put a note on the front door so the thieves know the TV is gone?"

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That is a good idea, saves you a smashed lock and if you are crafty, saves you a TV too.

LOL - maybe you are her reincarnation!

That doesn't work. I tried it on a vacant rental house. "This house is vacant. There is nothing in it." They still kicked in a steel door off the frame.

My favorite catalog was one my mom got , and, I think they're still in business, too, only by mail order. I can't remember the name of the company to save my life maybe someone here can; Think they are based out of Chicago, and starts with a S......beautiful elegant clothes and shoes.

Pep (You obviously have a lot to learn, dear.)

PS Not just about how to make graphics appear in these forums.

just for the sake of curiosity, i wonder what would happen if i now said i wanted pedophiles to die a horrible death by cancer?

I guess printed catalogues have long been a thing of the past . . . I can't think when I last saw one, not since I was a kid probably. Nice that we're saving trees and all that, but a web search isn't quite the same thing, is it?

Of course, the Christmas catalogue was secondary to an actual visit to "Toyland" in one of the big stores here like Eaton's or the Bay: they used to be magnificent, wonderfully over-decorated with tinsel and fake snow and, I seem to remember, each with their own Santa (funny how that didn't bother me back then).

I went shopping for my nieces a few days ago: it's sad how shrivelled the toy departments in the department stores have become. I guess that's the impact of Walmart and Toy R Us at work.