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Oh Chesto, Chesto - et tu brute - can you not see that I support every plea that you make for sanity. We must and we shall have spring in Pall Mall if Bustopher - er - where was I? Yes, but sanity does not come in clauses, codicils or addenda. Sanity is a blast of cold lager on a sweltering midsummer's eve, a douche in the reality of logic in the stagnant water of repetition, a sudden understanding of the fact that a human life is nothing more than a ripple on the neverendingness of forever. But it is not and never can be a Clause. Call it the sanity button, where anyone who dares to suggest that the moon is NOT made of green cheese or that the earth is flat or that it was created in a rush in a mere seven days can be jettisoned out into the multiverse. But a clause - NO!!!!

 

You do it too much dishonour.

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Malchik, Malchik...Kihclam!

 

Don't come the theatrical Latin with me, Mate! And who told you !? I used the last case to fumigate the dog in the late- 70s. Had to... was giving my bird a rash and she gave me an ultimatum. The scent , not the dog. Though she had issues with the dog, as well. And the dog with her. And...but I digress. Another bloody Latin user! 's why I dumped her. Or did she ...? None of your business! BTW, that's extra strength you're gassing about there. No SANE person would even talk about it, let alone use it in a confined space!

 

Listen here, oh my Moderator, you are inconstant! One minute you're wailing and gnashing and rending about being too SANE. The next, you're trying desperately to get on side. It just wont do! I see through you. Even coating your insides with polish wont render your inconsistencies...ah...uh...consistent.

 

You metal-heads with your mechanical solutions to everything! Button! I ask you! This is the 2008s'ses. We are in legalistic times, my demented moderating friend. Button! I ask you again! I wont even leave the house unless I'm sure that ALL my liabilty policies are in place. When Marcus and his flaming wolves come trotting down the street looking for bulls, whether for a bit of one on one, or pack action, or whatever, I'm ready for 'em. Nothing scares a pack of savage whatsits like a handfull of writs, my friendly moderate dementor. Clauses for all occasions! That's what's needed. Always and for ever, amen... sorry Mooderator( sic) <<---- there's legaleeze for you, and some more damn Latin... slipped into Religious there for a mo.

 

No, no. And again, NO! No button! Legally binding Clauses of the Sanity species! Nothing will survive without them. Boundaries! That is what they provide. A frame work within which all the lunatic activity can operate in safety. We're at the edge! Look down there! Is that where you would send us all, plunging to who knows where with your pathetic BUTTON!? The SANITY CLAUSE , GOOD! Button, bad!

 

And fyi, on THIS site we've gone way past fast flat earthers and cheesy mooners! Deperate times are NIGH!

 

And HEY!: Any other Moderator, Any other Moderator! Malchik mentioned something RELIGIOUS! ...and dairy products.

 

PS ( Latin!) Spring in Pall Mall, I know. Bustopher... I sort of recognize. When they unwrap you for your daily amok, would you mind elucidating? That is, when you finish doing all the other things ending in '...ating'.

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T S Eliot - Old Possum's Book of Favourite Cats.

 

I hadn't realised you were Amish. That accounts for the button phobia.

 

No lawyers please. Only honourable folk allowed here.

 

And as for consistency - it's grossly overrated. I gave up on it when I was still at school and never looked back.

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AUUUUUUUGHHHH!!!!

 

HELP!!!

 

OW! OW! OW!

 

THAT F***ING MORON SET UP LEG TRAPS ALL AROUND MY HOUSE!!!!!

 

OOOOHH! THE PAIN!!!!

 

SOMEBODY GET THIS THING OFF MY LEG!!!!!!

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Malchik, Malchik...Kihclam!

 

Don't come the theatrical Latin with me, Mate! And who told you !? I used the last case to fumigate the dog in the late- 70s. Had to... was giving my bird a rash and she gave me an ultimatum. The scent , not the dog. Though she had issues with the dog, as well. And the dog with her. And...but I digress. Another bloody Latin user! 's why I dumped her. Or did she ...? None of your business! BTW, that's extra strength you're gassing about there. No SANE person would even talk about it, let alone use it in a confined space!

 

Listen here, oh my Moderator, you are inconstant! One minute you're wailing and gnashing and rending about being too SANE. The next, you're trying desperately to get on side. It just wont do! I see through you. Even coating your insides with polish wont render your inconsistencies...ah...uh...consistent.

 

You metal-heads with your mechanical solutions to everything! Button! I ask you! This is the 2008s'ses. We are in legalistic times, my demented moderating friend. Button! I ask you again! I wont even leave the house unless I'm sure that ALL my liabilty policies are in place. When Marcus and his flaming wolves come trotting down the street looking for bulls, whether for a bit of one on one, or pack action, or whatever, I'm ready for 'em. Nothing scares a pack of savage whatsits like a handfull of writs, my friendly moderate dementor. Clauses for all occasions! That's what's needed. Always and for ever, amen... sorry Mooderator( sic) <<---- there's legaleeze for you, and some more damn Latin... slipped into Religious there for a mo.

 

No, no. And again, NO! No button! Legally binding Clauses of the Sanity species! Nothing will survive without them. Boundaries! That is what they provide. A frame work within which all the lunatic activity can operate in safety. We're at the edge! Look down there! Is that where you would send us all, plunging to who knows where with your pathetic BUTTON!? The SANITY CLAUSE , GOOD! Button, bad!

 

And fyi, on THIS site we've gone way past fast flat earthers and cheesy mooners! Deperate times are NIGH!

 

And HEY!: Any other Moderator, Any other Moderator! Malchik mentioned something RELIGIOUS! ...and dairy products.

 

PS ( Latin!) Spring in Pall Mall, I know. Bustopher... I sort of recognize. When they unwrap you for your daily amok, would you mind elucidating? That is, when you finish doing all the other things ending in '...ating'.

I'm thinking you're the most insane person here...

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WHAT!?!!? YOU DON'T CARE THAT I'VE GOT MY LEG CAUGHT IN A PAIR OF STEEL JAWS? WHY I OUGHTA.....

 

(attempts to punch ninja, but instead falls face first into another beartrap)

 

AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!

 

F***!

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would sanity not be determined by the person that is the least sane? for how would we know what is sane, and what is not if we did not have a completely insane person to tell us what insane was? but then how would we know that they were insane, and we were normal? or that the leperchauns are not out to pilfer your socks and purloin your sticks of fish? how would we know that anything is not the other without something to stop us from thinking that the other is the anything? is there not always a little (wo)man in your head telling you which is which and which is not?

 

ahh, we cannot judge these things, for no one really knows what is true and what is false. the things we believe are all learned through others, and the right things are learned through experience. maybe the sane man is the one smashing his head into a brick wall, trying to see what color his brains really are. maybe all of us that stick around in this world not living life reproducing like rabbits are the insane ones. maybe, if, but then, why, all words that can make you ponder until the end of time.

in the end, a clause of sanity would do nothing to help the ones that are not sane. there would be no plausible way to implement this insane clause of sanity.

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WHAT!?!!? YOU DON'T CARE THAT I'VE GOT MY LEG CAUGHT IN A PAIR OF STEEL JAWS? WHY I OUGHTA.....

 

(attempts to punch ninja, but instead falls face first into another beartrap)

 

AAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!

 

F***!

Let me rephrase that...Marcus is the most insane person here. Chesto is second.

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