Today is National Compliment (NOT COMPLAINT) Day.

[Mertron]

i even have a metro card, what is this

[Blarg]

it's a metro card, you just said that's what it is

[Mertron]

you cant define something with itself

[Blarg]

you cant define something with itself

then what do you call this?

it's a metro card, you just said that's what it is

pretty sure I just defined something by itself. bet you didn't learn to do that in your fine arts program

[Conrad]

You so can define something with itself, it's called defining something with itself

[Mertron]

define my dick with your ass, faggot

[Conrad]

That's a very poor definition

[Blarg]

That's a very poor definition

actually I think that's a shakespeare quote so it's probably a metaphor or something really fancy and advanced

[Mertron]

the fool probably said that to king lear

[Blarg]

I just spent a minute trying to look up quotes from the fool from that stupid whatever play so I could make a joke but instead I passed out from boredom reading that crap

[Blarg]

they call this shakespeare a great writer but he can't even speak english, wtf is with that

[Mertron]

I do not know English.

I do not know English, and therefore I can have nothing to
say about this latest war, flowering through a night-
scope in the evening sky.

I do not know English, and therefore, when hungry, can do no
more than repeatedly point to my mouth.

Yet such a gesture may be taken to mean a number of
things.

I do not know English, and therefore cannot seek the requisite
permissions, as outlined in the recent protocol.

Such as: May I utter a term of endearment; may I now proceed
to put my arm or arms around you and apply gentle
pressure; may I know kiss you directly on the lips; now
on the left tendon of the neck; now on the nipple of
each breast? And so on.

Would not in any case be able to decipher her response.

I do not know English. Therefore I have no way of
communicating that I prefer this painting of nothing to
that one of something.

No way to speak of my past or my hopes for the future, of my
glasses mysteriously shattered in Rotterdam, the statue
of Eros and Psyche in the Summer Garden, the sudden,
shrill cries in the streets of Sao Paulo, a watch
abruptly stopping in Paris.

No way to tell the joke about the rabbi and the parrot, the
bartender and the duck, the Pope and the porte-cochere.

You will understand why you have received no letters from me
and why yours have gone unread.

Those, that is, where you write so precisely of the
confluence of the visible universe with the invisible,
and the lens of dark matter.

No way to differentiate the hall of mirrors from the meadow
of mullein, the beetlebung from the pinkeltink, the
kettlehole from the ventifact.

Nor can I utter the words science, seance, silence, language
and languish.

Nor can I tell of the arboreal shadows elongated and shifting
along the wall as the sun's angle approaches maximum
hibernal declination.

Cannot tell of the almond-eyed face that peered from the
well, the ship of stone whose sail was a tongue.

And I cannot report that this rose has twenty-four petals,
one slightly cankered.

Cannot tell how I dismantled it myself at this desk.

Cannot ask the name of this rose.

I cannot repeat the words of the Recording Angel or those of
the Angel of Erasure.

Can speak neither of things abounding nor of things
disappearing.

Still the games continue. A muscular man waves a stick at a
ball. A woman in white, arms outstretched, carves a true
circle in space. A village turns to dust in the chalk
hills.

Because I do not know English I have variously been called
Mr. Twisted, The One Undone, The Nonrespondent, The
Truly Lost Boy, and Laughed-At-By-Horses.

The war is declared ended, almost before it has begun.

They have named it The Ultimate Combat Between Nearness and
Distance.

I do not know English.

[Conrad]

nerd

[Shiroikage]

you big literary nerd, you

[Mertron]

:<

[Shiroikage]

also, when i inevitably get bored to tears at work tomorrow while i try to figure out what the fuck i am learning, i will do compliments for the new posters in this thread

[Blarg]

If you are buying I would have lunch with you but you have to face the other way. I only look equals in the face

[Blarg]

I should have foreseen the potential for you to claim you are better than me rather than assuming your subservient role. perhaps a better man would have phrased it differently to leave you no outs

[Shiroikage]

I will look the other way, but only because I am the better man. We can still have a conversation though.

You could eat at the counter or bar of the restaurant too.

[Arvin]

Arvin, you need to post more so I can troll the shit out of you.

been busy man, busy being a faggot who plays WoW + school + work