Giuseppe Zangara

Does that LOTC not making himself quite the presence in this thread mean anything to you? I assume he's embarassed by all this. (Not as embarassed as I when I found out this was about wrestling, LOL!)

Man, there's a great thread in Site Feedback right now.

RavishingRickRudo should quit the board in protest. It's the only way.

http://forums.thesmartmarks.com/index.php?showforum=29

If I were a metalhead, Agent and I would have similar tastes, probably.

priapism

Dude, wtf does that guy have to do with anything. EDIT: Nevermind, FrigidSoul just pm'ed me about it.

Is this about wrestling? Oh, shit. My face is red. Sorry.

My enormous fanbase will see this thread and be curious as to what all this business is about, thus bringing more traffic to your thread(s). I am doing you a favor, sir!

Who is this guy in my avatar. Does he play sports.

RavishingRickRudo has a lot of inner turmoil.

There should be a mutual masturbation folder.

I'm 42.

Are you like 37 or something.

I had like a dozen gimmicks at one point; all but Whiskers were zapped.

Let's not make excuses, now. Just accept that it's a Saturday night and we're posting on a message board. And drinking. I am, anyway.

There should be a circle jerking folder.

Neither DJ Jeff nor Whiskers—whom I just logged in as a moment ago, to be sure—were banned.

Staying in on a Saturday night is pretty cool, I think.

I'm not sure if I remember where I was going with that. Maybe something about being wordy and dull. Either way, Dumpface is winning. You shouldn't judge Hawthorne based on that copy of The Scarlet Letter you never finished in high school. The man wrote some excellent short stories.

BLOW ME. .....Oops, or is that a comment fitted for the Hardcore folder? I'd say so, my friend—that was pretty vicious! An atomic-powered wasp's sting, that echos through to each of the cockles of my heart! Seriously, you bozo, which I totally am right now ... you wouldn't dare take me on in a place like Hardcore Discussion. You know they renamed it that 'cause of me, right? I'm a bad man, and the ante had to be upped immensely to accomodate my extreme aura of attitude. So ... still feeling bold enough? Then grab on tight to your carefully-manufactured little image, Dr. Hollywood, and take yourself out for a spin into a land that time forgot, save for the little dates that go up on the top of every post. But if I was your publicist, I'd advise you against this. A lot of people would rather be eternally branded a coward than an emasculated fool. But at least with the last option, you can pretend that you have a shot of coming out of this smelling like petunias. Oh, and after everyone watches you take a thorough lashing across all your ugly parts, you won't have to fret yourself over any girl problems. I doubt she'll be wanting anything to do with you or your fakey-breaky little luau. I am going to make fun of you so bad.

Subtle, but awesome.

It's heartbreaking when some decrepit old man dies.

The early 90s had a great fondess for garish clothing, too, which resulted in the popularity of neon as a fashion statement. Check any hip hop video circa '91 for proof. Questionable fashion sense was the order of the day, is all. It's nothing like the Queer Eye and metrosexuality of popular culture in the 21st century; if anything, the 80s were the most conservative decade since the 50s.

Goth didn't necessarily equate gay. And Robert Smith's sexuality was a non-issue in light of the much more obv. homosexualness of Boy George.