I remember when I was a kid, there was a show called Maud, played by “B” Arthur. Anyway, I was wondering if the new Chevy Volt will be as expensive to insure. I would like to buy one, but not sure I can afford the insurance.
Again, this Goober can’t even use his own alias.
What an asshat.
There is a clinical definition for the term asshat.
Asshats are people who wear their own buttocks as earmuffs. This affliction can also be known as chronic cranialrectosis. The implication here is the person in question is unable to understand the conversation because of aural obstruction, and of sufficiently dubious mental capacity to be considered part of the conversation.
But beyond the simple clinical diagnosis of one’s inclination to wear their own sphincter as a choker necklace, asshat can be a poetic term; it cannot be defined by words alone, but ideally by examples.
Here are but a few scenarios that illustrate the meaning of this great American term…
-You go through my garbage looking for cans and spread the non-can contents of the bag all over the street.
-You move into my neighborhood and leave your boxes, hunks of styrofoam, and other assorted non-bagged crap out of the street to blow around until someone else cleans it up.
-You wear one of those pseudo-vintage shirts, get manicures, pluck your eyebrows, yet get mad when people think you’re gay. Way to be different, asshat. If you don’t want to be called a duck, quick quacking.
-You go to Home Depot or Lowes with every kid you own, blocking half the friggen isle with a large flat cart to buy your weekly supply of paper towels, light bulbs, craft glue, or fly paper.
-You drive a BMW, Mercedes, or Saab and think you are better for it.
-You get angry about stuff posted on an anonymous message board.
-You walk along narrow sidewalks with 10 of your closest friends – slowly – and you do not allow anyone to pass you.
-You were my old boss.
-You put a “Bush/Cheney” sticker on your car. Not a good idea asshat. Some passionate lefty may key your car.
-You put a “Kerry/Edwards” sticker on your car. Not a good idea asshat. I may key your car.
-You wear glasses with those big retro frames, and you have perfect eyesight.
-You are a freakish/somewhat feminine guy who wanders around downtown with your annoying clone friends, complete with your greasy hair, tattoos and jeans that are way too tight for healthy circulation. Keep suffocating “Mr. Johnson” like that, and your next adventure out of your neighborhood will be to Sweden to complete your feminine transformation, asshat.
-You walk around wearing a shirt bearing the name of the school you are about to attend or were going to attend, even though you haven’t spent an hour in class at said school.
-You see a car parked on the street with the legit Hawaii license plate and make a remark to those around you about “What a long drive it must have been!”
-You laugh at the asshat who made the above comment.
-You debate Democrat vs. Republican or Mac vs.PC at length when the majority of visitors here just want to read about some asshat getting popped for insurance fraud.
-You think smoking weed is the pinnacle of coolness.
-I used to work with you, and really liked you. I asked you out for “cocktails” twice, and you backed out at the last minute both times for some BS reason. Thanks for wasting my time, asshat.
-You remind people that smoke that smoking is unhealthy. Unless they have been living in a cave for the past 25 years, they already know this, asshat.
-You pronounce names of ethnic people or restaurants as you think they should sound in their native tongue. Very worldly of you, asshat.
-You complain about stores being closed on Labor Day weekend, or any other holiday for that matter. Buy your preparation H on an unobserved holiday, asshat.
-You take your crappy job too seriously.
-You are unfriendly and strut around like you are “all that,” and then complain about being lonely on the weekend. Why do you think that is, asshat?
-You quote “The Simpsons” or any other stupid show/movie, ad nauseum.
-You sit around in a circle with other asshats in the Public Garden and talk about feelings.
-You use other people’s screen name in a feeble attempt to make others believe that the actual user of said screen name is saying something stupid but really you just come off looking like more of a loser; albeit an annonymous loser, so apparently that makes you feel OK about it, asshat.
Those are just a few of the things that come to mind when I hear the word asshat.
Nowhere in the entire dispatch does the AP tell us anything more about the two
groups than that they are “nonprofit journalism organizations.” In fact, the Center for Public Integrity is a liberal-left group that has taken money from George Soros,who has compared contemporary America to Nazi Germany. The Fund for Independence in Journalism http://www.tfij.org/ seems to be but a spinoff; its Web site says its
“primary purpose is providing legal defense and endowment support” for the center.
Certainly if the AP is going to report on this “study,” it ought to disclose the
political leanings of the groups that sponsored it. Though come to think of it,
given those political leanings, it’s hard to see why this is even newsworthy.
I’m sure she was going to get around to explaining the political affiliations of the groups, but she was too busy posting under my name at 1:30, 1:48, 2:26, and 2:43.
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I remember when I was a kid, there was a show called Maud, played by “B” Arthur. Anyway, I was wondering if the new Chevy Volt will be as expensive to insure. I would like to buy one, but not sure I can afford the insurance.
Reason, this is now going to be a class action against you because I too am laughing and spewing and being laughed at.
BTW, if you go online to HGTV.com you can win a house and a hybrid. Although, if I win I won’t be able to afford the insurance on either.
Again, this Goober can’t even use his own alias.
What an asshat.
There is a clinical definition for the term asshat.
Asshats are people who wear their own buttocks as earmuffs. This affliction can also be known as chronic cranialrectosis. The implication here is the person in question is unable to understand the conversation because of aural obstruction, and of sufficiently dubious mental capacity to be considered part of the conversation.
But beyond the simple clinical diagnosis of one’s inclination to wear their own sphincter as a choker necklace, asshat can be a poetic term; it cannot be defined by words alone, but ideally by examples.
Here are but a few scenarios that illustrate the meaning of this great American term…
-You go through my garbage looking for cans and spread the non-can contents of the bag all over the street.
-You move into my neighborhood and leave your boxes, hunks of styrofoam, and other assorted non-bagged crap out of the street to blow around until someone else cleans it up.
-You wear one of those pseudo-vintage shirts, get manicures, pluck your eyebrows, yet get mad when people think you’re gay. Way to be different, asshat. If you don’t want to be called a duck, quick quacking.
-You go to Home Depot or Lowes with every kid you own, blocking half the friggen isle with a large flat cart to buy your weekly supply of paper towels, light bulbs, craft glue, or fly paper.
-You drive a BMW, Mercedes, or Saab and think you are better for it.
-You get angry about stuff posted on an anonymous message board.
-You walk along narrow sidewalks with 10 of your closest friends – slowly – and you do not allow anyone to pass you.
-You were my old boss.
-You put a “Bush/Cheney” sticker on your car. Not a good idea asshat. Some passionate lefty may key your car.
-You put a “Kerry/Edwards” sticker on your car. Not a good idea asshat. I may key your car.
-You wear glasses with those big retro frames, and you have perfect eyesight.
-You are a freakish/somewhat feminine guy who wanders around downtown with your annoying clone friends, complete with your greasy hair, tattoos and jeans that are way too tight for healthy circulation. Keep suffocating “Mr. Johnson” like that, and your next adventure out of your neighborhood will be to Sweden to complete your feminine transformation, asshat.
-You walk around wearing a shirt bearing the name of the school you are about to attend or were going to attend, even though you haven’t spent an hour in class at said school.
-You see a car parked on the street with the legit Hawaii license plate and make a remark to those around you about “What a long drive it must have been!”
-You laugh at the asshat who made the above comment.
-You debate Democrat vs. Republican or Mac vs.PC at length when the majority of visitors here just want to read about some asshat getting popped for insurance fraud.
-You think smoking weed is the pinnacle of coolness.
-I used to work with you, and really liked you. I asked you out for “cocktails” twice, and you backed out at the last minute both times for some BS reason. Thanks for wasting my time, asshat.
-You remind people that smoke that smoking is unhealthy. Unless they have been living in a cave for the past 25 years, they already know this, asshat.
-You pronounce names of ethnic people or restaurants as you think they should sound in their native tongue. Very worldly of you, asshat.
-You complain about stores being closed on Labor Day weekend, or any other holiday for that matter. Buy your preparation H on an unobserved holiday, asshat.
-You take your crappy job too seriously.
-You are unfriendly and strut around like you are “all that,” and then complain about being lonely on the weekend. Why do you think that is, asshat?
-You quote “The Simpsons” or any other stupid show/movie, ad nauseum.
-You sit around in a circle with other asshats in the Public Garden and talk about feelings.
-You use other people’s screen name in a feeble attempt to make others believe that the actual user of said screen name is saying something stupid but really you just come off looking like more of a loser; albeit an annonymous loser, so apparently that makes you feel OK about it, asshat.
Those are just a few of the things that come to mind when I hear the word asshat.
doh!
Figures, dealing with this asshat made me misspell my own name.
See….stupidity is contagious.
As for filing suit; lets make a deal. I’ll give you a hand with that bleach pen :wink wink: and we’ll call it even.
8>)~
Nowhere in the entire dispatch does the AP tell us anything more about the two
groups than that they are “nonprofit journalism organizations.” In fact, the Center for Public Integrity is a liberal-left group that has taken money from George Soros,who has compared contemporary America to Nazi Germany. The Fund for Independence in Journalism http://www.tfij.org/ seems to be but a spinoff; its Web site says its
“primary purpose is providing legal defense and endowment support” for the center.
Certainly if the AP is going to report on this “study,” it ought to disclose the
political leanings of the groups that sponsored it. Though come to think of it,
given those political leanings, it’s hard to see why this is even newsworthy.
So, am I an “asshat” for just one infraction?
I’m sure she was going to get around to explaining the political affiliations of the groups, but she was too busy posting under my name at 1:30, 1:48, 2:26, and 2:43.
It’s possible, but that’s the beauty of it; you can drift in and out of asshattiness depending on your current level of asshattery.
you guys are much more funny when you don’t try…