Feel like letting rip on another forum member?? Someone called you an “asshole” a “drunkard” or a “Mexican”???
Wanna tear them a new one?
Here’s yr chance. Use this forum for all and any grudges you may feel you have (imagined or not so).
Stop derailing threads with petty bullshit.
Beat each other senseless here…
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Stop derailing threads with petty bullshit.
Blame your little sister Olson for the Nirvana derailment.
I’m not blaming anyone.
But I’m pretty sure I’m not the only here who gets jacked off when a thread turns into 5 pages of name calling and general nastiness.
So, keep it in one place.
Now…go for yr life.
This is a good idea for a thread.
This is a good idea for a thread.
shut up, bitch.
This is a good idea for a thread.
Good in theory…but it never works…
But it worked out pretty well the other 20 times it was attempted here . . . And it worked out equally well when I’ve seen it launched on other forums, and . . .
Oh, wait. That’s right. It NEVER works.
And don’t you dare call me a Mexican.
I’m not blaming anyone.
I was. This is the thread for that, right?
Well, it had to be done at some point, and since I’m being asked to call out another forum member: I have been trying to be a good sport for years about the slights I’ve suffered from forum member Chris Connelly, but I can’t bear it any longer.
Some time ago, I chose Chris as the subject for one of my velvet paintings based on icons of underground / alternative music. I was at the peak of my powers, having done brisk sales of Blixa Bargeld paintings sold through my Etsy shop. I knew, as I first put brush to velvet, that this was going to become my calling card or meisterwerk, if you will. I tastefully rendered Chris in performance during the '89-'90 Ministry tour, with an equally tasteful forest backdrop showing a wolf locked in mortal combat with a bear, beneath the light of the full moon (this is known as “allegory” in art circles - I will leave the interpretation open to the viewer.)
I was so pleased with myself that, rather than putting this up for sale like my other successful endeavors, I felt it necessary to deliver the painting to Chris personally. I decided I would also throw in a little bonus - a pair of embroidered pillows featuring a similar design - that my girlfriend at the time had designed to my specifications. Well, partially designed…she eventually decided that my behavior while supervising this project was “creepy,” “weird”, etc., and walked out on me…women. This left me to put the finishing touches on myself, a very solemn and dignified slogan STAINLESS STEEL POUNDERS 4-EVER along the top of each pillow.
All that remained was for me to make the arrangements to get to Chicago. I told my erstwhile employers at Portland Community College, where I taught an Ethics of Scrap-booking in Postmodernity class part-time, that I had some outside business to attend to – they weren’t too keen on the idea, remind me that ‘finals week’ was coming up and that I needed to critique the students’ final projects. I politely told them to fuck off, and then booked the next Greyhound bus to Chicago. Though I couldn’t sleep at all throughout the whole journey, for fear that some desperate junkie might snatch my artwork out of my hands; I knew that this would be a fruitful trip. The painting and pillows would be reproduced as artworks for best-selling albums, would then make their way into book anthologies of the best such artworks, and my reputation would just snowball from there.
After arriving in town, I was burning with anticipation while riding the Blue Line “L” to the record store where I knew Mr. Connelly to hold court. I arrived and, feeling words to be totally unnecessary, simply and authoritatively slammed the art objects down on top of some LPs at the counter where he was otherwise occupied. I stood back, arms folded, awaiting what was sure to be a reaction such as “Fuck! That’s brilliant!!!” followed by a childlike urge to find a proper place to hang the painting and place the pillows.
Instead, I got a look that can best be described as “perplexed” as the singer then bit down on his lip to stifle a laugh, asking if he could “help me” with something else, since he was “very busy” at the moment. It seemed he honestly didn’t know that he was being confronted with artistic greatness of the highest standard. I told him as such, in tones that I think rose to a scream before a posse of store patrons made a kind of citizen’s arrest and threw me out onto the street. It was raining outside, and my artworks landed square in a puddle where a city bus promptly ran over and destroyed them. My spirits crushed, and surrounded by nothing but leering and jeering Wicker Park hipsters, I beat a retreat to the Day’s Inn hotel on Diversey, where I nursed my psychic wounds (and spent the last of my money on lodging, forcing me to hitchhike back to Portland.)
So – chrisconnelly, I think that I am well within my rights to challenge you to a duel to avenge my honor.
Wow. Connelly’s a dick.
He is also, apparently, completely clueless about art.
Well Tomasz, I’ve had my own gripe with Mr. Connelly once if it makes you feel any better. I sent him a thank you message for my autographed copy of the KKEP that he put out with Cocksure earlier this year. However, the tracks were in a different order on the disc than what was advertised. I sent him that information and didn’t get any kind of response. Not that I really needed a reply of “your welcome” on the autograph, but you’d think he (or whoever reads the Cracknation emails for that matter) would respond on the track listing subject somehow. I mean, he or Novak let everyone know on the dreaded Facebook not to download the EP from Amazon because the audio was distorted.
Of course, having the man diss your work of art to your face is a completely different story.
I am going to avenge everyone who has been slighted by this horrendously cold-hearted monster, Diss Connelly, by making an unflattering picture of him.
That’s right, Chris! I am going to draw a picture of you in a less than flattering manner and it is going to make you look stupid, just like the big stupid ape you are!
Wow. Connelly’s a dick.
He is also, apparently, completely clueless about art.
I’ve never known you to be taken in by fan fiction, Gunnar. Shame on you.
Even stranger, I didn’t know Connelly had fan fiction written about him.
I gave Connelly shit a couple years ago for only posting when he had something to sell. He still pretty much only shows up when he has something to sell, but at least the music is now better than his shitty solo offerings. THAT’S RIGHT, SHITTY SOLO MUSIC!!!
nobody want’s to hear a bunch of music that sounds way worse than Folk Implosion’s best offering.
[reply]Wow. Connelly’s a dick.
He is also, apparently, completely clueless about art.
I’ve never known you to be taken in by fan fiction, Gunnar. Shame on you.
Even stranger, I didn’t know Connelly had fan fiction written about him.[/reply]
It’s not fan fiction.
It obviously happened.
He said it did.
And I certainly would never comment on something ironically or sardonically simply because I love a great sarcastic jab at an icon far more than my need to be the first person to point out the obvious.
That’s only for hipster faggots.
And I’m no hipster. Hiiiiiiiiyyyyyoooo!!!
Shame on you, Grumpy.
I am going to avenge everyone who has been slighted by this horrendously cold-hearted monster, Diss Connelly, by making an unflattering picture of him.
That’s right, Chris! I am going to draw a picture of you in a less than flattering manner and it is going to make you look stupid, just like the big stupid ape you are!
Let the CoMixxx commence!
Chris Connelly sodomized my honor student.
Noooooooo!!!
Won’t someone think about the CHILDREN???
I gave Connelly shit a couple years ago for only posting when he had something to sell. .
You gave shit to someone on the forum?!
No way! Colour my shit surprised! The forum asshole strikes again huh.
Looks like you’ve been policing the boards for some time now. Making sure nobody’s opinions clash with yours . Making sure everybody knows their place. Can’t have people getting too big for their boots when we have ol’ Officer Grmps around, eh. There haven’t been any major incidents as of late from memory, 'cept where Peligro tried to call you out on one of your whackjob anti-capitalist rants .
But you silenced him didn’t you. And now everything’s back to normal. Good job, fuck-nut.
Get In The Ring indeed. How appropriate. Naming the thread for a shit song from a shit band who are worshipped by King Shithead. Excellent work.
P.S everybody thinks you are a left - wing nutjob but they’re just too damn scared to voice their opinions, seeing as you’re such a psycho control freak. Who knows what you’re capable of.