And so the duel expands...
Basically some ppl couldn't decide on the meaning of 'flatulent'. And from there it escalated. Here are excerpts.
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I just realized something, moo. Flatulent -- did you think that was a comment on your weight? It means wordy!!
Posted by: laura on July 15, 2002 01:48 PM
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I thought flatulent meant gassy?
oh.... if you emeant it as "wordy" then I'm not as amused.....
I think that's why he said that cow's gassiness is not their fault. and......perhaps the "fat cow" comment was related to your "it's not over until the fat cow moo's"
maybe moo is a little touchy about being gassy and being as "big as a cow"
gassy cows are funny :)
Posted by: Eva on July 15, 2002 01:58 PM
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Flatulent actually means overblown
And even then doesn't stand alone
Once such meaning is to be full of gas
The kind of gas that's rude to pass.
The second definition that you are using
Refers to being pompous, Kinda amusing!
So which did you mean, the first or the second
Moo thought it the first, or that's what I reckoned.
Posted by: spike on July 15, 2002 02:00 PM
< And it just got worse from there, I won't copy-paste the entire thing tho, only the 'poetic' parts, but it's part of that whole Poetry Contest thread I linked to a coupla days ago. >
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The ladies should learn from the book of Moo & Spike
Who set aside their differences despite their mutual dislike.
Or at the very least let your creative side do the abusement
Then it's ok to attack each other for everyone's amusement.
Yes, abusement's not a word, let's not dwell on the semantics
Instead focus on the meaning of our fisticuff type antics.
So unless there's some rhymes, let's not be negative
And especially don't address each other with any type of explative!
Posted by: spike on July 15, 2002 04:11 PM
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If rhyme is what you desire, spike,
Then for you I will obey.
Perhaps we should all
Be careful what we say.
But some of us enjoy the battle,
While others they retreat.
I gather it's because they know
In the end they'll suffer defeat!
Posted by: laura on July 15, 2002 04:26 PM
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When friends fight, even with rhyme,
It's never good, almost a crime;
Why yell over matters trivial,
Can't we keep this glob convivial?
Whether you are wrong or right,
Does it matter? why the fight????
Can't we get back something nice?
Make amends and melt the ice?
Posted by: Moo on July 15, 2002 04:51 PM
< At this point I realized that there seemed to be 2 camps forming. Moo, the Pacifist (remember, he made peace w/ me first) and Spike (me!) the Anarchist. Well, mebbe not an Anarchist, but I enjoy a good bloody battle every once in a while. Kinda like a poetic/lyrical Fight Club. Except I don't nearly look as good as Brad Pitt. Or even Ed Norton. >
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A little poetic free verse
Moo is to Spike
As the Tao Te Ching
Is to the Art of War.
Opposing forces,
Co-existing.
Ever lasting;
Ever present;
Ever necessary.
A paradox
Within an enigma.
Such is life.
Posted by: spike on July 15, 2002 05:25 PM
< Sadly tho, at this point in time no one seems to be talking much. Perhaps it's true what they say, the real victims of wars are the survivors. It's too bad, they seemed like fun and interesting people. Oh well, gotta go find more bloggers to turn against each other. ;p >



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