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SO LAST NITE I WAS AT MCFADDENS WITH MY BOYS AND I GOT 4 NUMBAS AND TOOK A FINE ASS GURLIE HOME WIT ME. WHEN WE WERE DONE DOIN OUR THANG I TOLD THAT GURL GET THE **** OUT I NEED TO CHILL WITH MY HOMIES AND SO ******** LEFT AND I DRANK BUD LITE WITH MY BOYS UNTIL TWO IN THE AM. WE ROCK DA HOUSE AND AINT NO ONE GOT GAME LIKE ME AND MY GS. HOLLA AT UR BOYS WE AAAARRRREEEE WHERE DA PARTYS AT
You're falling out of character. You started out mocking meathead d-bags and now you've crossed over into gangsterisms. Pick a stereotype and stick with it.
Actually Kevin, I think he's picking fun at the elitists who, b/c they don't like places like McFadden's, and prefer not to drink Miller Lite, believe that anyone who participates in the aforementioned activities is beneath them somehow. Obviously, preferring a brand of beer or patronizing a specific bar cannot make an individual less of a person than another. It shows how totally ridiculous it is to judge someone on such trival matters. That's what makes his posts pretty funny -- to me anyway. Kind of like a commentary on the shallowness of today's culture.
Meatbag doucheheads don't use "gangsterisms?" Where did the time machine take you from? 1983?
cc, very eloquent way to say "he's just screwing with you."
What I want to know is whether Kevin took time out from drinkin' and mackin' to beat up poor Thad, again. Wait a sec. Kev, was ur gurl's name "Thad"? This may explain the "jerked gherk" nature of Thad's alleged assault. This may also make Kev the first instance of a new breed of sexual predator: one who goes around gender-blind drunk giving "hand offs" (to avoid the filter) of his prey ... maybe we can get a grant from Temple's CJ school to study this dude and his posse.
When did I start doing this Cheese? And, he went over the top with the gangster talk this post, the last couple had one or two phrases, this whole thing reads like a Hot Boys track circa 2000.
I think you're giving too much credit CC, that's quite a meta-attack on hipster elitism if you're right.
My bad, Kevin, I meant "Mark Geoff -- Disaster Tourist" as the "Thad beater".
As far as slipping out of character, obviously the more the boyz go on drunken auto-pilot, the more their dialog consists of "samples."
As far as meta-attacks on hipster gatekeeping, yeah, I guess the generous read is some dude using a stereotype to attack another group's stereotyped sensibilities. Given that it's falling kinda flat, stirring up meta-analysis rather than direct dialogue anger, I don't think it's really worth reading that deeply into beyond someone trying to f with people on the board.
Are there hipsters on this board anymore? Seems you don't hear about 700, Abbey, even the Tap or N.3rd much anymore. It's been Deuce dropping, so to speak, all week and "concerned citizens" (which I think flies against the hipster stereotype).
HEY BRAHS ITS UR BRAH MARK GEOFF! I JUST DRANK 14 GLASSES OF MARDSOUS AT ABBAYE AND THEN CAME AND PAINTED ALL NITE WHILE LISTENING TO CEREMONY BY JOY DIVISION/NEW ORDER ON REPEAT TIL 3 AM!!!! THEN I BEAT UP THAD! GO PIZZA U! BEAT HOAGIE STATE!!!!
Hoagie is a state of mind and, if yer from NE, a place to keep your beer cold.
Methinks Mark is that renegade "Soc" that the Meatheads warned us about at our Q4 Gangleadership Forum. As leader of the Vespa Vipers I was taken aside personally by the Meathead head and was told to be on the lookout for said renegade - apologies were made for breach of venue and violation of "no meathead shall venture past McFadden's or Liberties" bylaw but, I have to admit, when all you eat are 'roids and Muscle Milk all day, the lure of Pizza U can be pretty intense.
In fact, to help meet demand, I've taken to microwaving cardboard disks coated with cheeswhiz and ketchup and flinging them out my windows at 4am for for $3.99 a pop. Pizza U truly has some equal competition now.
The Vipers will capture Mr. Geoff (we have a mole wandering the neighborhood in Spandex with a case of Miller Light over his shoulder) and soothe him with a vegan diet, Tegan and Sara, amateur burlesque; eventually he will learn that beauty is 30cc of raw Vespa between your legs and that it is, in fact, sexy to be wearing your little sister's vintage Jordaches to compliment an ill-fitting Argyle vest taken from a dead hospice resident. Our first step in his rehabilitation will be to show him how to unlock his CAPS key.