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I'd like to thank Origamiman for teaching me the ways of scarcastic abuse.
Quote : Originally Posted by JRTasoli
Oh my.......Holy..........mother.....I can't. I can't. This is just glorious. This is the Mona Lisa of sarcastic replies. Origamiman, you make it look like art.
Quote : Originally Posted by Danzig01
origamiman: From top to bottom, the best snarkster in the business
An origamiman resurrection would be more "hell on earth" than "salvation"...
Would you really want to live in a world without Origamiman? He's a necessary evil.
Quote : Originally Posted by BlackIrishGuilt
I'd like to thank Origamiman for teaching me the ways of scarcastic abuse.
Quote : Originally Posted by JRTasoli
Oh my.......Holy..........mother.....I can't. I can't. This is just glorious. This is the Mona Lisa of sarcastic replies. Origamiman, you make it look like art.
Quote : Originally Posted by Danzig01
origamiman: From top to bottom, the best snarkster in the business
These last few weeks have been so very...different since I've learned of origamiman's death.
I always thought that when my worst enemy died, I would rejoice and shed tears of joy. But the tears I have shed these last few weeks have been of bitter regret and sadness.
The relationship between origamiman and I, ran far deeper than simple good versus evil.
I suppose that psychologically, origamiman and I were mirror images of each other. We were both creations of random tragedy and injustice. Each with inherently flawed, opposing ideologies. Time and again we put one another through rigorous challenges in an attempt to defeat the other. One aimed to ensure justice, while the other aimed to wreak havoc and disorder.
Now that origamiman is gone, I feel that the justification for my very existence has disappeared. I know not where to go from here.
These last few weeks have been so very...different since I've learned of origamiman's death.
I always thought that when my worst enemy died, I would rejoice and shed tears of joy. But the tears I have shed these last few weeks have been of bitter regret and sadness.
The relationship between origamiman and I, ran far deeper than simple good versus evil.
I suppose that psychologically, origamiman and I were mirror images of each other. We were both creations of random tragedy and injustice. Each with inherently flawed, opposing ideologies. Time and again we put one another through rigorous challenges in an attempt to defeat the other. One aimed to ensure justice, while the other aimed to wreak havoc and disorder.
Now that origamiman is gone, I feel that the justification for my very existence has disappeared. I know not where to go from here.
Sleep well, old friend. You will be missed.
Mr. Batarang, what you've just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard. At no point in your rambling, incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought. Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listened to it. I award you no points, and may God have mercy on your soul.