OK everybody:
A compromise has been reached.
In my topic titled
I Propose A Compromise
http://www.sportssuck.org/phpbb2/viewto ... f=1&t=4936
Earl has said the following . . .
Earl wrote:Your proposed compromise is an excellent idea! 
This way, you will still be able to post images while those who might object to them will still be able to read the thread in question without having to look at them. I approve of this compromise, and I have no problem with it whatsoever. You deserve to be commended for being flexible. You're obviously concerned about the well-being of this forum. Again, your flexibility is most helpful and shows that you have a good attitude concerning this latest controversy. *thumbs up* If you're willing to go to the trouble, you have my permission to edit your own posts and replace each occurrence of "Edit: [image deleted]" with a link to the deleted image. Incidentally, upon reflection I must say that the cheese and jersey shot is completely harmless, as well as amusing. (As most of us know, fans of a certain professional football team in the United States call themselves cheeseheads.)
Thank you very much, Earl!!!
So, I went back and re-edited my previous posts and instead of posting the images themselves, I'm now allowed to post a direct link to the images instead for anybody who wishes to see my latest creations, and anybody who might be offended by said images may choose NOT to click on the links.
So, we all now have a choice in the matter.
FREEDOM OF CHOICE!
That's what we should be about!
And so, in the meantime, for your viewing pleasure . . . . .
In the first photo, I had sent out my undercover elves to search the premises of our intrepid hero
AMGdudeWhat and they sent these photos back to me.
http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u25/ ... Couple.jpg
Here we see
OMGdudeWhat and his high school sweetheart.
The next one is a photo shot by my undercover elves. They took this photo of our favorite couple while they were standing in front of their luxury home, their little love nest out in the forest.
http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u25/ ... ouple2.jpg
Aw! Now don't they make a cute couple! Ain't they sweet!
And finally, my undercover elves had abducted our intrepid hero,
AMGdudeWhat and had him fitted by the tailor (another one of my undercover agents) for the Jersey Of Shame, along with the complementary cheese head. Then he was later released and he doesn't remember a thing.
http://i164.photobucket.com/albums/u25/ ... ayBoy2.jpg
This is what he might be wearing soon, pending the decisions of our board moderators.
Oh, and by the way, a little reminder . . .
[b][color=#FF00FF]OMGdudeWhat[/color][/b] wrote:i actually laughed at this. not the picture though, you seem obsessed with me... do you think im hot?
also its pretty funny that you seem to think im poor.
No, I just think he's trailer trash!
And no, I don't think he's hot. What does he think I am? A three dollar bill? NO FUCKING WAY!!!
and then he goes on say . . .
[b][color=#FF00FF]OMGdudeWhat[/color][/b] wrote:all sports, education and whatever else topics aside, my family is pretty wealthy.
Now I understand. He was allowed to excel at academics for two reasons.
1.) Because he's a jock and was good at sports.
2.) Because he comes from a rich family.
Yeah! Now I get it.
When I was living up north in Minnesota, my parents were factory workers. My mother once lived in Moline Illinois where she worked in a factory that made those deep sea diving suits with the big metal helmets, the rubber suits and the boots. Then her family moved to Milwaukee Wisconsin and she worked in a factory where they did electroplating of household appliances and utensils.
My father, before he was married to my mother, he was in the Merchant Marines and he worked on those big ships one sees in Lake Superior, the ships that were carrying iron ore.
Then when he was married to my mother, both he in my mother worked side by side at the wood conversion plant in Cloquet Minnesota where they made clothes pins and Blue Diamond Matches and other wood and paper products.
After my father died, and my mother was re-married, my stepfather worked in the steel mill in Duluth Minnesota.
So, I guess because my parents were factory workers, then when I was going to school up north, I guess I should have been predestined to be a factory worker myself.
But my mother had hoped that I would have a better future. She taught me how to read and write before I started school so that by the time I was only in the 3rd grade, I was already reading at the adult level. And although we were a poor family, I actually thought we were rich because we had a house full of books.
But along with my having a crippled up left knee, and being lousy at sports, I was not allowed to study science in school, but rather, learn just enough math to balance a checkbook and pay my taxes on time.
Why?
Because my parents were factory workers, I should have been destined to become a factory worker myself. Forget about trying to graduate, then go on to college, and get a degree in science. Oh no! Forget about that!!!
Why?
Because America is NOT a Democracy.
We are still living under the medieval feudal system. Whatever your parents were, that is what you'll become.
Except for one tiny little problem . . .
Most American manufacturing jobs are now being outsourced overseas, so instead of working in a factory, I should have been destined to bag groceries and scrub toilets for the rest of my life! Eh?
Is that it?
Yeah! I guess so!
That's why I got my head bashed against the corner of a brick wall. That is why I was continuously harassed and beaten, to the point where I eventually had an emotional and mental breakdown, and spent three weeks in a mental hospital where I was beaten some more, and one night raped by an older man.
It was all part of the plan, don't you all see?
That's how we get our grocery baggers and our toilet scrubbers.
We take some bright young kid who has an IQ of 150, but we really don't want to educate him, because it costs too much to get equipment for Chemistry, physics, or biology labs in our schools, it's much cheaper to put up new basketball hoops or buy new football helmets than it is to educate, so we force them into sports instead, and if they can't do sports, then we reject them and throw them away, or lock them up somewhere for a few weeks to get beaten and raped.
Hell, we don't need to educate our children, because we can always import well educated nerds and techno-geeks from overseas to keep our wheels turning. Let the other countries foot the bill for educating their young people, then we let them come here to keep our electricity running and our water flowing, and we can also outsource factory jobs overseas.
So now, our kids in high school only have two options.
Become an athlete, and keep us entertained so we can kick back on Sunday afternoons and watch you chasing balls, then we get drunk, and beat up on our wives and rape our daughters, and screw the pooch when our favorite team loses the big game of the season.
Or the second option, if you're no good at sports, then you get to bag groceries and scrub toilets for the rest of your life.
Gee! Why can't we just educate our kids so that when they grow up they can keep the wheels turning instead of importing techno-geeks from overseas? Eh?
Can't we grow our own anymore?
Yeah, when some jerk like
OMGdudeWhat comes in here and brags about coming from a rich family, I just have to wonder how his family got rich!
No! I'm not going to say it, and be subject to another 24 hour ban. I'll just leave it up to your imagination.
So, for the very first time in my life, I'll keep my big fat mouth shut! OK?
At least about that! OK?
But I will say this . . . When someone is a bully in school, it does reflect badly on his parents and on his upbringing, and one dose have to wonder if his parents were negligent when it came to teaching the difference between right and wrong.
But then, I'll also concede, that sometimes a young person grows up to be an arrogant twat anyway despite the parents best efforts to teach the difference between right and wrong.
Well, anyway . . . . .
Thanks to our recent compromise, Democracy and free speech as been restored to our forum again.
Thank you Earl.
OK, I usually leave home at 12:00 noon to go out to do my shopping, but I had to type this up first before going out.
So . . . . .
Catch ya Gators later!
(Or did Earl ask Fat Man to delete that one as well?) Either way, as long as the recent attacks on OMG are gone, I'm content.
