snood wrote-
Quote:did you just call spendi an old drunk?
Hi snoodie-
It's no sweat.
Being considerably more intelligent than some I could mention you obviously know what a thought experiment is.
So
Let us suppose,just for the sake of having a good laugh, that this thread was concerned with the relative merits of beer or lager,which are two alcoholic beverages derived from different plants,which,as you know,are favoured by different types of soil and climatic conditions and thus the relative merits of the two beverages has important economic implications regarding such things as property values and suchlike.
Let us further suppose,a not unreasonable supposition IMHAHO,that I am the only supporter of beer due to the fact that my old man owns 50,000 hectares of prime beer plant land and I'm being ganged up on by a bunch of semi-literate lager louts.
Now.
I might easily say,having been granted permission by the assertions of the other side, that the leader of the lager louts, and their henchmen, had been whelped by progenitors who ate the flesh of wolves raw and had been baptised in the saliva of a rabid dog.
I would say such a thing, once assertions have been institutionalised as scientific fact by the lager louts, in order to rack up the outrage of my semi-educated beer drinking fans (a euphemism for stupid beer drinkers) whose numbers are not inconsiderable and who, I feel sure,as they take these matters very seriously, would soon start chanting "Woof woof" and "Up from the back" and howling ironically everytime the moon showed up. If I provided them with a short verse about tail wagging, or being on heat or pricked ears, I am confident they could easily find a tune to put it to and then sing it with gusto.
I would, of course, make sure I knew what letters to couch my phrasings in as even semi-educated beer drinkers (a euphemism for stupid beer drinkers) would laugh at me if I said "drynkers" or "salyva".
Not that I would ever think of making such easy to do assertions about my opponents due to the fact that I was not brought up in the 7th or 8th century when even Popes and Patriarchs engaged in such underhand tactics although I must admit they had a bit more style in those days than the girl's infant school playground bleats of today.
Is this a sitting duck competition?