Friday, January 31, 2014

If that knucklehead is going to keep putting up my photo when he attacks me....

He should use a more recent photo. I mean I lost a lot of weight. Calling me "Trooper Pork" and a "morbidly obese" bra fitter is so 2013.


The dude is just out of step.

27 comments:

The Dude said...

Dude, breathe, let it all go.

Forget about it, Jim, it's Cracktown.

Trooper York said...

I know Sixty I know.

I like to joke about it. It stops me from going over there to bitch slap him which is what he wants.

I noticed he is over to Lem's a lot and mixed it up with Icepick today.

Of course Leisure Suit Larry had to start it off with a gratuitous slap at Shouting Thomas. Such is life.

The Dude said...

Lem's is a sad site. I still comment there, but only Haz' posts are safe.

And if we were really bitch slapping these useless sacks of protoplasm that would be one thing. Sending sharply worded rejoinders their way is all we have. They are incapable of learning, so at some point we have to realize it's a sick game, and we don't have to play.

Trooper York said...

At least my wife doesn't put up post that outline how she can't stand to be in bed with me so she cooks herself four breakfasts and does ten blog posts before I get up. Now that is embarrassing.

Trooper York said...

I agree but I was just killing some time until we close up the store.

I do my real writing at home after hours.

ndspinelli said...

We should start a pool on when they get divorced.

The Dude said...

Don't talk about Troop like that!

Trooper York said...

Ha. I will never be divorced.

Of course if you don't hear from me for a while you should check the backyard with cadaver dogs. Just sayn'

rcocean said...

Agreeance. You're on your way to being a lean, mean, fighting machine.

Just keep eating those Tofu burgers or shakes or whatever the hell you're eating.

blake said...

I don't get it. I even went over to TOP and TOOP (Lem's is TOOP, right? Er...Lem's is TOP and TOP is TOOP?) and still don't get it.

Althouse is drastically down in traffic for January. Worst since January of '08, basically down half from recent years.

Trooper York said...

That is why they are scambling like crabs in a bucket. Provocative posts. Sending Meade to stir the shit at Lem's or even at the Crack House. Hoping to get some controversy going to bring the numbers up. But by going radio silent and not going back to TOP they are getting frustrated.

Sweet.

Trooper York said...

They made a bad strategic error by closing the comments. They pissed off a lot of people. Stellar commenters like Chip Ahoy and Bagho and Aridog left and wouldn't come back. They gave people an alternative. They thought that Lem was a frog. But people kissed that frog. And they liked it.

Trooper York said...

Now to clear up some acronyms.

TOOP is Lem's Place. That is to say "The Other Other Place."

TOP is Meadhouse's blog.

Top is Palladian. Or at least he claims that he is. Not that there is anything wrong with that.

Trooper York said...

TOP means "The Other Place."

With rented dogs being molested and four breakfasts every morning.

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blake said...

Tim--

I don't go unless goaded, as in the case of TY referencing being the butt of some fat jokes (which I still don't get) and only long enough to get context.

But I've been watching her stats because that I find interesting. It controverts 15+ years of Internet wisdom about online communities.

Dust Bunny Queen said...

We should start a pool on when they get divorced

Or...on when she has a serious "accident".

ndspinelli said...

DBQ, That's divorce "w/ extreme prejudice."

The Dude said...

They will be together, always.

I would follow that statement with some snark about shallow graves or something, but in this day and age one cannot be too prudent, even when attempting to be humorous.

So I will stick with "they will be together, always". That's a nice happy thought.

I mean it. Think of the toxicity they keep to themselves. Sure, their house might be a superfund site, but at least neither of them are inflicting their peculiar pathologies on others.

Darcy said...

I'm glad someone brought up that multiple breakfasts post. It gives me a chance to say "AHA!",

She is not low-carbing. After a pre-pre-breakfast of peanut butter and half an apple and then a pre-breakfast of eggs and hot chocolate, the breakfast of bacon is applied directly to the roly poly middle.

Case solved.

I like mysteries.

Michael Haz said...

Darcy - They low carb when is sight of one another. Getting out of bed early to slam down several breakfasts is, um, interesting. Usually the one not eating four breakfasts is the control freak, isn't that how it works?

Anyhow, it's a lovely winter afternoon here in Hazistan. A thoroughly enjoyable day, as all days are meant to be. Blessings to one an all. Or if you are an atheist (NTTAWWT) apples are 99 cents per pound at the grocery store today.

The Dude said...

I remain firmly agnostic on the subject of apples.

Beauty day here - I opened the windows, turned off the heat, walked the dogs 3 miles with no incidents, have been doing some woodwork and am now watching my close personal friend and neighbor Roy Underhill bloody his hands doing woodwork with hand tools.

Some guys, am I right?

Oh yeah, it was 9 degrees the other day, we had our 3rd snowfall of the year, but once again, Carolina has come through with a pleasant winter day. Unrelieved cold wears me out. Cold, warm, cold - that I can deal with, knowing that warm ultimately wins.

chickelit said...

I read Meade's silence at Cracks after the latter unloaded on Althouse as a sign of collusion.

chickelit said...

Oh and the physical references to Troop seemed written by someone kicked out of Trooperville a lot longer ago than Crack was. Of course, Crack may not have been paying attention when he was here, being mostly self-absorbed.

Evi L. Bloggerlady said...

Hey! It is almost like SNL wrote that for Troop!

MamaM said...

Complete with a hip teacher saying "sit".

Darcy said...

Holy crap. "Do I have your permission to do anything I want to you?"

Brain bleach, please.