That's the best you can do? Take a hike, old son. You're determined to craft a reputation for being a schmuck, because schmuck is the state of being you want most. I have better ambitions than that, and am well on the way to fulfilling them. I give you the air. Your beliefs keep you a cripple; your personality largely prevents deep ratiocination. Mine do not and mine does not.

No, Pie; unlike Radar/Paul Ireland, I am very evidently not a narcissist. I do irritate the fuck out of those who are.

Dear Radar is altogether unduly struck with the significance of that bloated ego he drags around. I wouldn't give two cents for it; and I'm wise enough not to be overwhelmed with my own intellectual significance until I earn same.

I might be an egg timer.

You aren't an egg timer. You're an unAmerican asshole, a blithering idiot, and a boldfaced liar without any redeeming qualities.

My ego isn't bloated. It's appropriate and justified and regular sized. It isn't egotistic to say I'm smarter than an idiot like you. Virtually anyone could truthfully make that statement.

You aren't important enough to irritate me any more than a gnat buzzing around my ears.

Ohhhh I hate it when a gnat does that! Then they fly into your ear, your eye or mouth... Ugghhh : swat swat: just thinkin about 'em has me lookin around.

I have to admit that while Paul doesn't present it in the most palatable way, he does have a certain point.

Our Western (read: American) society has been ruthless in it's portrayal of beauty not as beautiful inside, but a flawless complected (sp?), mostly hairless, hourglass (emphasis on the big titties and ass), 4 pack abs, female figure. (Barbie.) That is the ideal, to which countless hours of airbursh and photoshop have been applied to attain for general consumption.

This woman is ignorant, has no self esteem, and is letting society dictate beauty to her, just like it does to millions of young girls in the Western (and more slowly, Eastern European) societies. She is shallow to do it.

To the men who are drooling over the huge tits: why? She can't feel you touching (pleasing) her, they don't feel real...they feel like fine grain beanbags. She will have breathing problems, and back pain (constant pain meds means she won't feel anything), she can't comfortably ride you. What part of that is sexy? When you're out of bed, then what? If she's got low self esteem enough to get 38KKKs, then she's extremely HIGH maintenance, and she will NOT be staying with you long. Not to mention how many men she's had before you, and will have after you.

Paul *is* smart, he just chooses against not being a dick about it most times. I respect you Paul, but damn, dood. You sure make it hard to like you.

For the record, I see NOTHING attractive about what that "woman" has done to her body.

I hate humongous breasts. ugh.

Yea, with just the nipples cut out. :D

I know certain people will never like me so it's a waste of time to try to make nice with them.

It's ok though. I like you enough for us both. :)

There are some really cool, intelligent, classy, charming, and witty people in the cellar. I love all of these people. Then there are the opposites of this gold standard like UG, Merc, Classic, etc. I make an active effort to piss these people off, and sometimes people get caught up in the crossfire.

Wait a minute. Texas has a tit limit???? That's the last place I'd expect.

WTF? I've been nice lately. I've even been trying to help you with your home issues. Geez, ya just can't be nice to some people.

Gee, I totally missed all this stuff with Radar cause I was bored with the idea of massive boobs.

It just goes to show that even the most ridiculous actions can create havoc.

And just to add my two cents worth in; I didn't even meet my husband till I was (apparently) past my prime (33) and he loved me anyway, and believe me, he could have had lots of women who're more beautiful, smarter, thinnner, wittier, but instead he got stuck with boring old me and according to him, he couldn't be happier.

So I'm wondering why he (husband) settled for me. Maybe there's something magnificent about myself that I don't see, because according to Radar, I've gotten someone spectacularly out of my class.

I'm going to have to ask him.

About Radars wife and implants, well undoubtedly her community thinks that American men like chicks with big boobs thanks to the media in general. It's nice that Radar can be honest enough with his wife to tell her that he doesn't need her to do that in order to keep him. It's just a shame that he has to go and ruin that lovely sentiment with all that other bullshit.

ha. she nailed it.

Spoken too exactly like a fifteen-year-old to persuade anyone that your emotional maturity wasn't forcibly arrested at about that age, and has been in close confinement ever since.

And actually, radar, you notwithstanding, it is we who are the gold standard -- we have the intellect not to be taken in by you, and the maturity not to act the perennial schmuck as you have insisted on doing in your past several posts. Our brilliance is measured in how we reject your sillier notions, and the whole Cellar, indeed much of the world, knows this. You cannot buffalo us, and you amuse us with your silly tries at it. Whatever we are, it isn't impressed.

I want to know who the etc's are. I'm laying odds on me being one of them.