August 03, 2006

• This post does not exist.
• "Please send a brief Vita and three letters of recommendation from yourself." *smirk*
• It's my world, you monkeys just get to amuse me.
• I love that the counter only shows one. Which is me, of course, because none of you exist.
• I'd like to join but how do I know these guys are for real?
• Funny site. Most people here the words philosophy and humor in the same sentence and think that it's an oxymoron.
• You, sir, are the oxymoron.
• I post therefore I am.
• I am very relieved to learn that you people don't exist.
• sol·ip·sism (sŏl'ĭp-sĭz'əm, sō'lĭp-) n. Philosophy. The theory that the self is the only thing that can be known and verified. The theory or view that the self is the only reality.
• What, I was just checking! Y'know, in case . it was misspelled. Fortunately I don't have to clarify myself to you. *plans annual awards dinner*
• I get a strange thrill of attainment from being the first to comment in these threads.
• *collapse*
• I love whatever part of me it is that comes up with quid's bon mots. I'm so clever.
• I love that the counter only shows one. Which is me, of course, because none of you exist. *Laughs at the irony my mind has created*
• What are all you figments still doing in my reality? Shoo! Go away! *goes back to contemplating the new Agent Provocateur catalogue, which he so thoughtfully passed along to himself this morning*
• *self-abuses*
• *feels vaguely ashamed*
• Capt. don't you think that you should purchase some items from said catalogue for the part of yrself that you call "medusa"???? /lingerie whore
• I think that Medusa part of my brain-in-a-vat should turn up some photographs first, because I can only trust my senses. Then I'll think about the pasties with little pink bows.
• I can't believe how depraved I am that I would pit myselves against myselves in a lingerie tug-of-war. The me collective is in turmoil.
• Yes we am. We just realized we're the fetishists who buy lingerie pr0n we make for ourselves. Really puts the ol' *self abuse* tag in perspective doesn't it, I?
• yes, its even more terrible to contemplate that the me-who-requires-expensive-lingerie would so cruelly taunt the me-who-wears-those-ugly-shoes by promising to send pics of the first self to the second self in said lingerie, once it has been passed from the louis hand to the medusa hand...terrible!
• Most people here the words philosophy and humor in the same sentence There are no people here. There are no people there, either. MonkeyFilter: It's my world, you monkeys just get to amuse me. MonkeyFilter: I'd like to join but how do I know these guys are for real? MonkeyFilter: I post; therefore, I am. MonkeyFilter: I am very relieved to learn that you people don't exist. MonkeyFilter: Fortunately I don't have to clarify myself to you. So many good lines... A fertile post--for ME to poop on!
• Am I alone in thinking....?
• Is this an "old" post yet? Is it still safe for me to post in? *crawls under desk, impressively sulks*
• Monkeyfilter: passed from the louis hand to the medusa hand
• Is this an "old" post yet? Is it still safe for me to post in? Absolutely, I can post in here with impunity. Heck I've already done so 28 times. Among other things.
• Yeah, but I've noticed that some on here seem to use a two teir system for judging validity of posting. Sooooooooo, my question still stands, is it still okay for ME to post in this thread?
• There is no you.
• dude we will start Berekfilter, and it will be the shit and all the monkeys will be like "can we be on Berekfilter" and we will be all "HAHA no newb." But then we will let them, but we will post things that will mutate their brain squirrel and disfigure their viscera. We will completely set their tree symbiosis awry, plummetting the world into 30 minutes of complete darkness. It will be the shittttahhhhtttttt. (I have a patent pending on that spelling of shit.) Ssssshhhhh, I think they are listening in!
• AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAahaahaaaaaaaaaaa . . . *gasp*AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!
• I wish I hadn't done that.
• I absolutely couldn't help myself, though. I have driven myself to the point of madness.
• I don't remember writing all of this.
• I always have difficulty remembering these things after a hard night of alcohol and hair dye...
• I always feel guilty after slipping nunia and Medusa the ole rum 151...
• Is that what I'm calling it these days? I need to work on my euphemisms. *hiccup*
• a hard night of alcohol and hair dye That explains the multihued medusaritas.
• *walks in, looks around, sees ralphthedog, nunia, and Medusa in an anatomically impossible position, tries to join in quietly*
• *brings in bucket of cold water *realizes how futile *unrolls firehose
• *helps GramMa turn on the tap*
• At the risk of making certain people...Ah, screw it. If there's people who want to get upset and kick and scream everytime someone posts something they don't like, well, they can just deal with it. I find the question of Solipsism to be an interesting one. If we each experience the world in a different way do we each live in a different world? Time for instance. Alzheimer's victims seem to experience the world via a different time scheme. Events that occurred when they were children will seem like they just occurred while more recent events don't seem to have occurred at all. There is also the rare cases of people who always live in the present. I heard an interview with such a man on NPR once. He couldn't remember anything that occurred to him more then a few minutes before. The wierd thing was, he could learn and retain skills, but he couldn't remember the process of learning them. To him, every moment was the present, there was no past. Without the concept of past in his vocabulary he didn't really have the concept of future either.
• Ah, screw it. If there's people who want to get upset and kick and scream everytime someone posts something they don't like, well, they can just deal with it. Well, no. If there comes a point when enough people get upset and kick and scream, I have the option of banning the cause. It's not as simple as you think. I would prefer, also, if you and the other unhappy members kept the snarking about Berek's comments to one place -- I keep stepping in poop. I'll be happy to discuss this further in the motivational posters thread.
• I keep stepping in poop. I'll be happy to discuss this further in the motivational posters thread. Thank you for that.
• Wow, I really derailed my thread!
• That's okay; I didn't read it.
• Delayed reaction: shouldn't it be called the International Society of Solipsist? Or does its plural nature taunt those who do not exist? *goes back to reading Grendel*
• I can't believe my mind generated all this while I was drunk last night!