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As a rule, you always know you hit just the right spot when the vulgarity meter pegs.
Once upon a time, I seduced a beauteous lady of arts and letters with a running erotic joke about commas, interspersed with intercourse on Byron. Thence ensued a story more appropriate for /u/GirlsGoneBitcoin than here, wherein she confirmed my reputation as mad, bad, and dangerous to know. Thus, I do understand why youre jealous of my way with words; you should be.
Discourse, you fucking cretin, DISCOURSE.
Do you seriously think that response had anything useful in it? A little "intercourse" (DISCOURSE YOU PRICK) about your own stats?
I enjoy being hypercorrected by pretentious morons who neither grasp (not-so-)subtle
double entendre, nor even know the definitions of basic English words:
intercoursenoun
1. dealings or communication between individuals, groups, countries, etc.
2.
interchange of thoughts, feelings, etc.3. sexual relations or a sexual coupling, especially coitus.
(Aside: The sense of sexual coupling is actually a euphemism; the denotations of dealings, communication; interchange of thoughts are original. Source: My own knowledge of etymology. Go get your own education, you degenerate anti-intellectual.)
(with associated almost-german words)
Actually, it
is German. Per the mighty
Duden:
Sklavenmoral, die
Wortart: Substantiv, feminin
Gebrauch: Philosophie
[...]
Herkunft
nach dem deutschen Philosophen F. Nietzsche (18441900)
Let's fuck some weird Neitzschie foolishness in there as well, so that the easily-intimidated will back off in the face of your overpowering intellectualism.
The correct spelling is Nietzsche. And what did I say about the vulgarity meter? It shows that
I hit where it hurts: Directly upon your own sense of jealous inferiority. The
Sklavenmoral does suit you, after all. No wonder you are such a zealot for empathy. You need it, and also its incestuous twin: Pity.
For not only are you anti-intellectual, but you are also a classless boor. The two qualities (or lacks thereof) do seem so oft coincident.
[extended anti-intellectual mouth-frothing]
Beneath reply. Please try not to lose your cool so badly when bossing your alleged 20 direct reports and 500 indirect peons. They need for you to keep your job, so that you can continue shoving them around. But nobody here needs that.