« on: July 14, 2011, 11:20:53 pm »
So long story short :/
So if i punch you in the face slantedfloors then the next day ask you for money and your car, you would give it to me?
This is the dumbest fucking idea i ever heared, and if it is not a huge troll then this whole idea is fail
"I've got a bad feeling about this..."
Zealot is paying and offering the car after punching the guy.
Nono, I punch you in your face. Next day I give you my car as compensation. Still dont want it? o.O
Yeah, but once you drive off with it he's gonna blow that fucker up
I too destroy things that I spend hundreds of dollars on, it's just so funny when you lose a large investment 
I honestly wouldn't give you my car and money regardless of whether you punched me in my face or not.
Lucky for us he is merely paying for it, and the car is never even touched by him, and we have a third party to "inspect" the car for bombs. The worst he can do is stop paying for it and have it repossessed thus making you go back to "old reliable Betsy."
You don't think the mob would spend hundreds of dollars to blow someone up?
I'm going to bend you over first.
I'm in
Apparently letting Shik run the server is equivalent of being raped by zealot. You won me over, changing my vote now.
ok look rtard, so i punch you in the face
the next day i offer to pay for gas(the strat box) if u let me use the car, then you give it to me
anyway u spin this, this is fail
*gets the popcorn*
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Concession Stand Break Time!
He is not using the car, he is not even doing anything to the car but being a passenger every now and then. He does not drive it, he does not have the key, he does not even have the ability to "pop the hood" and do anything to the car.
Ok so there is a car dealer and he is a scorpion and you are a frog and he asks you,
ugh kid, think if your in the car at all you will hear/ get shit. you can fuck over the driver, you can find out shit and mess with the radio....
I don't know, either. Why is there even a car in this scenario? What is the point of the "car" when the "money" is also on the line?
Am I the car? Is that what's going on?
Is this still part of the analogy? Am I a car going to school?
I want to be the school.
your mothers a bus,
and your a car
Maybe the school is God.
I'ma bussin' your momma
I'll call the intercontinental moderator group.
"hey chadz, if I give you a shitton more money then you normally get, every month, consistently, will you be super cool and use it for this specific purpose?"
And then chadz was all like "Lulz lets do this and troll"
And then we were all like "THE SKY IS FUCKING FALLING but it's ok, I have a fucking lollipop and i'm a car but your mother is a bus and god is school..."
Can we continue trying to piece out Native_ATS's analogy though? This thing will be the Voynich Manual of the 21st century.
I am a truck now.
No no no, the car is the 1st-person perspective of the analogy's viewer. Other traffic on the road is either the European CRPG community or the disputed zone of Bure between Ethiopia and Eritrea.
The car's manufacturer, I guess, is man's inhumanity to man.
Ecko had very poor security. One of his trusted mods just gave Zealot the password. A literal "here is the keys, take her for a spin and crash her please." So getting back to Natives car analogy...
No no no, the car is the 1st-person perspective of the analogy's viewer. Other traffic on the road is either the European CRPG community or the disputed zone of Bure between Ethiopia and Eritrea.
The car's manufacturer, I guess, is man's inhumanity to man.
But who is controlling the radio and climate control?!
I think the radio is the developmental difference between nature and nurture.
Air conditioner is just an air conditioner.
Me, me, go for me !
ToD doesn't like logic. Give him analogies. Cars ftw.
Yay cars! *claps*
I give a MW Ferraria enzo for ToD!
Ok guys.
I got it.
The server is a bus.
One day, Zealot got drunk, hijacked the bus, crashed the bus, and pooped on the seats.
Then Zealot got kicked off the bus. He can't ride the bus.
Now Zealot is buying his own bus and letting everyone ride it for free.
He even hired some drivers and promised never to drive the bus again.
But you have to ask yourself:
Do I ride this bus?
Why would I want this guy around my bus?
If he's paying for the bus, do I trust that he won't try driving the bus at some point in the future?
What's this dude's thing about buses anyway?
And perhaps most importantly:
If he took a dump on the last bus, how come this one faintly smells like shit?
Thats almost it. Except the first part. The first bus was owned by Ecko Inc, and one of his drivers gave the keys to Zealot.
He didnt hijack the bus, he got the keys from one of the drivers (who are thereby responsible for his actions, legally)
Maybe chadz and zealot should have a baby..... oh wait where have I heard this before, Something about tears and destiny, hmmm. Either way that baby would be one crazy fucking troll.
I suggest Tears_of_Destiny and chadz make a baby together with all the ability to mod and all the right ideas rolled into one supremely-adorable being.
If I steal your car keys, jump in the car and realize your baby is strapped in the back seat, throw him from the window at high speeds, and then abandon the car on the side of the road, you can be sure as shit I'm going to jail for a long time.
I just wanted to get in on the metaphor.
ME AND TOD ARE ANGRY, IT DOSENT INCLUDE CARS, ONLY BUSES RAGEEEEEEEEE
Changing the analogy from a car to a bus completely alters it's meaning from a violation of personal property to misuse of a public service. You can't just modify a cipher and hope to get the original meaning.
I think as long as we are insured by... fucking cRPG allstate, then we will be fine!
Look at me! I'm dancin'!!! I'm dancin'!!!
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What I do for baby?
EDIT: Added a few more opening lines...
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I'm not normal and I don't pretend so, my approach is pretty much a bomb crescendo.
Death is a fun way to pass the time though, several little bullets moving in staccato.
The terror of my reign will live on in infamy, singing when they die like a dead man's symphony.
