Frank Williams7 said:People. They start believing. Look, if you consider it a handicap, then fine. Whatever. If someone actually has some damn confidence, they aren't going to lose sleep over a few inches or how thick things are. Honestly, "big is beautiful" should be the rule here—not that anyone would listen. It’s hard to take anything seriously when the whole fashion industry and the entire gay media machine are constantly pushing this ridiculous "size 8" obsession on everyone. It's just pure idiocy.
The whole "bullying" spin isn't working. It all fell apart once some women started speaking up about how this stuff actually bothers them. Instead of listening, certain people just jumped down their throats, calling them shallow, heartless, or straight-up crazy. It’s pathetic.
Ugly and disgusting spin.
What you wrote there is the absolute peak of spin. Honestly, you can’t go any further with that level of distortion. That's just how you roll, obviously.
This. This is my second post on this thread. Everything that’s been repeated over and over since then already happened. You, on the other hand, have already dumped about twenty posts into this topic, obviously.
"Perfect" only exists inside your head. None of those people you’re constantly dragging actually called themselves that, nor did they even hint at it. You’re the only one throwing that word around like it means something. Nobody else has ever mentioned it.
No, my point was that you were implying I only have a thing for morbidly obese women with genetic disorders—I can't even remember the whole "epic" saga we went through. I was just trying to explain to you that you're dead wrong.
You went way too far at one point. Yeah, I'm talking to you—on that other thread.
Honestly, this whole thing is just a textbook example of how a totally harmless debate about personal preferences can spiral out of control. It somehow turned into a massive 71-page blowout just because one woman decided to go on a crusade against anyone who didn't agree with her. Now, the admins are actually looking at it.
Yeah, sure. Whatever you say. Here we go. Here’s my third post on this thread. I'm going in guns blazing. No holding back.
Nah, you're supposed to give them some fake, hypocritical sympathy to their face, then turn around and tear them apart behind their back—or on forums, anyway. That’s basically the rulebook for losers.
It’s definitely not a handicap. Check a dictionary if you don't believe me.🙂
Actually, it *can* be used in a debate. It works when people like Mark, who was part of that thread and got hit hard by it, see plainly and clearly that these "superior" types—whether by a few inches or just their attitude—are really just regular folks whose opinions wouldn't earn a second glance on a street corner in Chicago.
I'm going to pretend I didn't notice that whole mess about the "forum fiasco" and the neglected kids. You can do way better than that.
This brings us to what I consider the absolute core of the communication breakdown between us on this forum—and just to be clear here, providing a bit of a disclaimer so there’s no further wounded ego: when I say there is a "communication problem with you," I am certainly not making some sort of clinical diagnosis about your character or claiming there is an inherent flaw in who you are. I really don't want to deal with any more unnecessary sensitivity. The issue is that you cling—quite stubbornly, if I do say so myself—to these rigid definitions dictated by your profession (whatever that may be, I suppose). You take American terms or expressions, strip them of their actual nuance, and then project a context onto them that simply doesn't exist in our native tongue. It creates this absurd, almost monstrous chain of logic: you take a phrase like "living a simple life," translate it into English, and suddenly decide—as if it were an objective fact—that I was actually calling you a "simpleton." It's a ridiculous leap. 🤦).
You persistently insist that there exists such a thing as an "unprofessional," everyday, conversational vernacular. There is a version of language where people actually say things like "ManU"—and frankly, I think you're missing the point entirely.
I suppose I should address this—though I’m not entirely sure why anyone would bother—but there seems to be some sort of... let's call it a "disability" at play here. It’s hard to tell if it's intentional or just a complete lack of capacity, but frankly, it feels like we're dealing with someone who is fundamentally handicapped in their ability to grasp even the most basic concepts. I guess I shouldn't be surprised, really—given the current state of affairs—but it is nonetheless exhausting to witness. If we aren't talking about Rooney—and I mean really digging into the specifics of his situation—then we’re essentially just debating the nuances of the language Mark uses. It’s a bit of a circular argument, isn't it? I guess you could say that without addressing the core issue of Rooney, the entire discussion regarding Mark's linguistic style becomes somewhat moot. Maybe it's just an oversight, but I feel like we're missing the forest for the trees here.
I suppose if I have to address this—and frankly, it feels like I’m shouting into a void most days—we need to talk about the sheer level of incompetence being displayed here. It’s almost impressive, in a deeply frustrating sort of way, how consistently people manage to miss the point. I don't mean to be harsh, but let's call it what it is: it's total nonsense. I guess some people just prefer chaos over actual logic, which—if you ask me—is exactly why things stay broken. Due to a complete lack of familiarity with those Latin puns that serve as Monica's favorite pastime—honestly, they can be quite tedious—I find myself stuck. There is actually a specific language where the word for "handicap" translates directly to "an aggravating circumstance, a difficulty, or an obstacle." It’s a rather blunt way to put it, I suppose, but unfortunately, that definition seems to perfectly describe people who are overweight, too short, or just generally disproportionate.
This could actually serve as a useful reality check in an argument—especially if someone like Mark, who was already pretty shaken up by this whole topic, can see clearly that these people acting all "superior" because of a few extra centimeters or some manufactured sense of bravado are just totally average Joes. Honestly, they’re just regular people you wouldn't even give a second glance to if you passed them on a street corner in Chicago.
You’re essentially just confirming my exact point here—if you look at this through the lens of contraposition, you're actually admitting that Mark has every reason to feel the way he does.
Taking a moment to reflect on everyone's various positions... Then there are those people whose profile pictures basically scream that they aren't exactly "just regular folks." Aside from being a massive headache for Mark—not to mention how much of a mess it makes things—it is just incredibly bizarre to see someone using their physical appearance as some kind of badge of legitimacy for the opinions they post on this forum. I mean, honestly, since when does what you look like have anything to do with the arguments you're making? It’s just strange.
So, if we were to consider the possibility...
Average. Just... average. Those photos were supposed to calm down Mark—given his small and thin penis—and maybe take the edge off his mental instability. If we’re actually following your logic here, once this small and thin penis version of Mark gets a look at a photo of an above-average torso, what exactly is he expected to do? I mean, what's the endgame?
Finally—even if you actually buy into that whole theory about average looks you're typing out right now (which, if you ask me, seems like a massive stretch)—I still find myself questioning the logic behind it.
I suppose I should probably address this matter directly—though I've been hesitant to weigh in until I had more clarity. It seems there’s some ongoing discussion regarding the recent developments, and frankly, my patience for the ambiguity surrounding them is wearing thin. I have certain reservations about how everything is being handled, and if I'm being completely honest, it feels like we're just spinning our wheels at this point. Maybe I'm being too cautious, or maybe I'm just seeing the cracks that everyone else is choosing to ignore—but I suspect it's the latter. There is a certain level of inconsistency here that simply cannot be overlooked if we want any semblance of progress. After you went ahead and wrote something like that—in what I can only assume was a moment of total lack of judgment—into what kind of context (aside from being just plain childish)...
The arguments being presented here—if you can even call them that—are frankly exhausting. It feels like we’re circling the drain of logic, constantly hitting the same dead ends without any real progress toward a coherent point. I mean, I suppose if one's goal is to simply shout into the void, then this approach works perfectly fine, but if there was any actual intention to build a case, we are miles away from it. Every single point seems to lack a foundation, relying more on sheer stubbornness than anything resembling a factual basis or a structured line of reasoning. It’s just... frustrating, really. One would think that after all this back-and-forth, someone might actually present a cohesive thought, yet here we are again, wading through the same shallow justifications. I mean, this whole "you show me yours, I'll show you mine" little dick-comparison game—shouldn't you have actually followed up with, "Okay, then I'll post my photo too"? Honestly, since you seem completely unable to see how absurd you’ve made this entire situation by being so provocative only to chicken out the second you actually received a photo... it’s just pathetic.
You constantly harp on about how nothing rattles you—how you’re so incredibly resilient, so tough, so unshakable—but if that were actually true, why don't you just stay in the fight for once? You charge into these arguments like some kind of hero, only to immediately start calling for backup the second someone talks back to you. It’s honestly ridiculous; instead of standing your ground, you immediately try to summon the cavalry, the police, the UN Peacekeeping Forces, the Blue Phone, or that Society for Protecting Forum Members from Insult. If you were half as strong as you claim to be, you might actually try holding your own without running to the authorities at the first sign of resistance.
Since you’re going to persist in mocking me by backhandedly slapping that "forum legend" label on my head—all while acting like it's some sort of compliment—I might as well address it directly.
Please note, It was an insulting—well, let's call it a blatant—insinuation that I went ahead and proclaimed myself to be nothing more than some kind of... well, you know.
A total forum legend. Even if I were to write from your perspective—which, let’s be honest, is a bit of a stretch—I could tell you this: anyone who stays active around here eventually builds a certain reputation among the other members. As for my own image? It varies wildly depending on who you ask. If I actually showed up at an online community mixer or some local meetup, I suppose I might even get a few drinks comped, though I have a nagging suspicion I’d end up far more intoxicated than intended. 😁. Even so, I somehow maintain the belief that even those folks who would probably love to perform some sort of voodoo ritual on my posts actually respect the fact that I’ve never once called for backup or run to report the other side during an argument—I prefer to fight my own battles, solo.
(Disclaimer: this post isn't off-topic by any means: I could have easily written a complete analysis of this "argumentation technology"—which is a problem in much more than just this single instance—without relying on specific examples or analogies, but honestly, that would be tedious to write, let alone boring to read 🙂). 
