George M. Middius, Docteur es "Kroopologism"
Lionel,
Kroopology, the study of the Kroopologism and all it's ramifications, is
one of the fundamental structures of nature. As one of the noble sciences,
it holds equal rank with Scatology, No Apologies, and E****ology. It
deservedly holds 4th rank in the Seven Fudamental Quagmires. And yet anyone
who has a fundament can appreciate it in all its scintillating glory.
We know that Plato anticipated Kroopology in the recently discovered
lost chapter of Plato's Apology, titled "Meletus lies again, as the
parchment will show." He attributes it to a corruption of the passion of
Socrates, who coincidentally was a member of the Hellenic Chapter of NAMBLA.
As we know, when Socrates was judged by the assembly of Athens, he said
(translation from Greek is approximate) "I would do to you as I would to
sheep."
We now know that what Socrates meant was that he would lead them to a
better place. However, it was too late for poor 'ole Socrates, who drank a
cup of what Mrs. Krueger is probably brewing on the stove right now.
"Lionel" wrote in message
...
Never give an occasion to "George M. Middius" to discuss about wine, he
will avoid the question and will return to the only thing he perfectly
knows, his creation, his life accomplishment : THE "*Kroopologism*" (LOL).
Totally invested in his paranoid crusade he ignores the ridicule and
gratifies us with the most grotesque imitation of Hercules Poirot that I
have never read.
Thank you "George" you are inimitable... Except by McKelvy who just
pretends in an other thread that I haven't any children.
Don't worry "George" here in France we use to say :
"le ridicule ne tue pas"
LOL.
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La Salope blithered:
Perhaps we would discuss about this interesting "Corbieres" red
wine I am
tasting now ! ;-)
That's a prole's choice. Always has been, always will be.
Ok Bernard, the above Middius intervention[sic] is really interesting
because
concerning this particular[sic] Corbières he his[sic] *right*.
There is no "particular" (assuming you intended the meaning of
"specific") Corbieres. They're all of a piece.
He don't[sic] know why but he his[sic] right ;-).
Speaking of not knowing why, perhaps it's time for you to delve into
your devotion to The Great ****. My guess would be that in your real
life, you feel superior to no one, and in Arnii Kroofeces you have
finally found someone you can look down on, and hence you support him at
every turn.
I'd hate to think the real explanation is even more pathetic than that.
Coming back to this Corbières, George is right because in the past
this area
have[sic] produced one of the worst wine[sic] of France.
It's bizarre to see you pretend to fracture french that way, Salope,
inasmuch as both French and English abide by the same rules of
subject-verb agreement: plural verb forms for plural nouns. In real
French, one would say "cette région produisaient" (or possibly "...
avaient produit") Also, your butchery "one of the worst wine" is equally
bizarre, since the expression in French is verbatim: "un des plus
mauvais vins". This kind of false posturing lends credence to the
hypothesis advanced by several RAOers that you are an old Kroopologist
in new clothing; i.e., a fraud.
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