Anyone that would go so low as to beat up ladies.
Cheaters (Especially the cheaters in Mario party games.)
Any other character (besides Sonic) that tries to upstage Mario.
Rap music.
Liars
Dispicable perverts
People who proclaim xbox is the greatest system there ever was
Bad-guy wrestlers.
Oven Mitt
There are probably more, but I forgot them.
And now you know, the rest of the story.
"Oh now, don''t talk crazy. They''re not gonna to eat the man." ~Prof. E. Gadd
-People who dislike Rocko's Modern Life.
-People who cannot pronounce Porsche. It's got two syllables.
I highly doubt nice old man Jim who lives down the lane, has trouble walking and attends the local Church has any plans for world domination.
Errr... it doesn't destroy napkins, the hideous part of it is movable. I hate it because of what it looks like.
-People that obsess over things in cartoons like Avatar: The Last Airbender such as who will "get with" who...
-Mods locking/banning anything that conflicts with their personal beliefsThis is the Internet. The mods and admins can do anything they want with their site. It'd make a few people angry (except TEM is never NOT angry, believe me), but there's no law that says Deezer couldn't ban Lizard Dude right now with no provocation at all.
Yes I hate some words based on many reasons. Is this normal?Sure. Most words that I hate are hated because they're overused, misused or both.
No discussion of politics.Huh, so that was actually added to the rules. Up until now I thought everyone was joking that it was banned BECAUSE IT'S THAT RETARTED.
No questioning or complaining about moderators' actions.Uh oh.
Sports
Violence in any form
Annoying computer updates that bother you until you reboot.This is the very bane of my existence.
8.NetZero!Oh man, I remember when this was actually free. We used it for quite a while in 1999 and 2000.
-Young'uns
-Whippersnappers
-Kids these days
Sports
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Mario sports games contain little to no actual sports.
When super-giant exploding earthquakes, flying koopa shells, chain chomps, magic, ninjas, Final Fantasy characters, warp pipes, and giant versions of characters factor into play, then, eh, no. The Mario Strikers games resemble hockey more than soccer, in fact.
It'd make a few people angry (except TEM is never NOT angry, believe me).............Except Chupperson, he's got some flash of evil in his eyes.
Sure. Most words that I hate are hated because they're overused, misused or both.
I've heard more than a good amount of rap. I've heard songs made by Snoopy Snoop dog, eminem, belly up, Omarion "O", Petey Pablo, and many other songs by musicians I don't know. I heard this stuff because my friend loves rap and listens to it AALLLLL the time. And I hate it. But it's not just the music, its the way the people who listen to this stuff talk and dress, and walk. When white boys dress and act that way its hilariously stupid and disgusting at the same time!
-Every teenage actress under the sun who thinks she can sing.Amen to that.
-Every teenage female singer under the sun who thinks she can act.
I know someone with the last name "Levin".Like the car? I'll agree that Ben 10 sucks, but then, I don't watch very many cartoons nowadays.
Like the car? I'll agree that Ben 10 sucks, but then, I don't watch very many cartoons nowadays.
I hate fanboys who bash on other consoles, then tout that thiers is the best one.
I hate Pokemon and their followers. I'll admit that I liked Pokemon... When I was 8, and that's the age group for it: little people.
People who hate the N64 and its controller. Why be hatin' yo? :'(
Hip-hop and rap. I don't consider it music. I consider it highly paced strung together on a background of repeating noise.
Pokemon... When I was 8, and that's the age group for it: little people.I know this has been said before but I refuse to believe Pokémon is for children. (The main series anyway.)
Like the car?
Ben 10 sucks
I agree with the fan boys, ben 10 sucking, and Pokemon.
Cartoons nowadays are really, really bad and Ben 10 is a prime example of how unfunny they've become.
The only think I know about Ben 10 is that every time I see it on, I expect the grandfather to say something like
"I hear its amazing when the famous purple stuffed worm in flap-jaw space with the tuning fork does a raw blink on Hari Kiri Rock. I need scissors! 61!"
The freecreditreport.com commercials. I mean, who would bother writing a song about their bad credit and the effects thereof? That is, if they didn't actually have something better to do? I guess bad credit means you're legally banned from having anything better to do than make crappy songs.QFT (but, if it's stuck in your head, that's the point)
...Did GiftedGirl just post?
I will say "wanna" IF I WANT TO.Okay then.
Were have you been all this time?
my hole-in-the-ground!
Maybe Chowder's funny, maybe it isn't. The bizarre art direction, intermittent food-based stop-motion segments, and living fart cloud makes me flip over to Spongebob without fail.
Sometimes I feel that some people are just too blinded by their nostalgia to realize how average the shows they enjoyed really were (not taking a shot at you specifically, it's just that messages such as those are often used to bring down more recent cartoons).
No, it's just that Chowder, Flapjack and George of the Jungle are not funny.
Oh, I just remembered another one:
People using quotation marks in signs "unecessarily" like the "quotes" I am using in this "post". It bothers me more than all the your/you're, their/there/they're, and it's/its errors everywhere put together.
idiotwad
Sometimes I feel that some people are just too blinded by their nostalgia to realize how average the shows they enjoyed really were (not taking a shot at you specifically, it's just that messages such as those are often used to bring down more recent cartoons).
I really like Chowder, Flapjack, and George of the Jungle (though I admit Chowder's pet Kimchi was a pretty cheap idea, but he's seldom used).
I recently watched an old episode of Anamaniacs and compared it with a new episode of George of the Jungle. Guess what? I still laughed at Anamaniacs and groaned at GOTJ's extremely poor attempts at trying to be funny.
No, it's just that Chowder, Flapjack and George of the Jungle are not funny.
Agree with everything here, other than the love for GOTJ, which I find quite bland.
or the once-funny turned autistically-unfunny Fosters.
Terrible comparison. Animaniacs was basically a variety show poking fun at pop culture. GOTJ is an animated fish out of water type show. If you had cited something similar like Family Guy, which shares the same basis and fanbase, that point would be valid.
To be honest though, I'm really surprised you don't like Chowder much, since it was made by C.H. Greenblatt, and he made some of my favorite Spongebob Squarepants and Billy & Mandy episodes. Oh well, I guess this is a case of different strokes for different folks (in which case I suppose we could agree to disagree), since I noticed you referred to Back at the Barnyard as a clever show, and I just detest it.
I know this is gonna make some people angry, but I don't find Family Guy amusing at all.I agree where you're coming from. I used to love Family Guy, but when the fourth season appeared, I stopped watching it. Not necessarily because it was random, but because the jokes were becoming too commonplace, too long, and too degrading.
With its political jokes, Family Guy is too one-sided ("wah, we have to go to a Red State, where they're all morons" or "don't give me that Republican crap"). While that I don't have a political standpoint, this shows that Family Guy chooses to lampoon only issues and people in ways that won't offend their target audience. South Park manages to lampoon all sides of a political issue, which I do find to be a good balance. As a side note, Family Guy never really focused on politics to begin with, so it seems (at least to me) out of place with its formula.
There has also been an increase in "Let's crack on Meg Griffin" jokes (Seth MacFarlane states "It's hard to get in a teen girl's head"), which were scarce in earlier seasons and demonstrates the laziness to develop Meg's character or that she is used as an easy joke out if no others can be thought of.
Too Long: Worse than a random, nonsensical joke that doesn't make you laugh is one that goes on for two minutes. A whole tenth of the episode's airtime. An example is when Osama Bin Laden is trying to film a new threat video but keeps screwing up. It was funny for 20 seconds but it quickly lost momentum.
Too Commonplace:I always thought that was a nail on the head with most scenes in Family Guy, especially This (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KjQwLCC9_2w) scene
Too Long:
Too degrading:
It's basically Family Guy with African American characters.That reminds me... not to be racist, or anything, but I'm tired of shows that are somehow supposed to be funnyierbecause the people are black (Tyler Perry's stuff comes to mind).
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Anyway, my pet peeve is the fact that the "no political discussion on Fungi Forums" rule means there will be no threads relating Mario to another famous (as of last night) plumber. I mean, there's material for humor there... ; )Got you covered. (http://themushroomkingdom.net/board/index.php?topic=12060.msg527332#msg527332)
My Body the Billboard
by
Ian Johnston
[This document is in the public domain, released June 1998]
Okay, here's a scenario. You get a letter from a multimillion dollar multinational retail company selling beer and clothes. They want to use your home and your car to advertise their products by displaying their name, logo, and slogan prominently where people passing by can see them clearly. What would you do? My guess is that you would first ask them how much they were willing to pay. Suppose they replied as follows: "We don't pay for this service. In fact you pay us for the cost of producing the advertising material and a whole lot more." I suspect that you would tell them to get lost and stay away until they were ready to talk about some serious money coming your way.
This behaviour seems entirely appropriate, given the circumstances. Why should you serve the multinational's commercial interests without receiving payment, let alone having to pay handsomely for the service you provide them? Well, if this is the case, then it's all the more curious that so many people are perfectly willing to shell out lots of money to purchase clothes that are little more than large public advertisements for a particular company. Any stroll through a mall or a college campus reveals just how much people think it is cool and stylish to turn themselves into, in effect, posters advertising clothing lines, beer, shoes, resorts, cars, stereos, sports teams, or whatever. And in many cases, there is no particular financial saving to be had for such promotion. In fact, the authentic display clothes are often much more expensive than non-brand-name goods of the same quality. The custom is so common that when I shop at the local Thrift store for my spring wardrobe, I have real trouble finding any tee shirts or sweat shirts that don't carry some commercial label prominently on display.
I know I'm old fashioned, but I find this trend distinctly odd. It's true that people have always liked in their clothing or accessories to declare their connection to something outside themselves. Things like kilts, old school ties, blazers with crests, pullovers with special designs, special pins, rings, hats with badges, and so on have been around for ever. Somewhere in a cupboard I have stowed an old baseball jacket indicating the name of the school team and my participation in the semi-finals of a softball tournament in 1964. And we are all familiar with religious icons, like crucifixes or Stars of David, on a necklace or a lapel. These things announced our connection to something outside ourselves, our sense of a shared community of interest, experience, or belief. We wore them for all sorts of reasons--they declared something we had achieved or something we believed or some institution to which we had given and perhaps still gave a certain allegiance. What did not seem particularly common was to carry such a sign if one was not entitled to it. So the presence of the sign told us something of the person wearing it.
That traditional body signage seems largely to have disappeared. Well, many of the old symbols and names are still around, of course, but they are part of the commercial range of options. Seeing someone in a Harvard or Oxford sweatshirt or a kilt or a military tie now communicates nothing at all significant about that person's life other than the personal choice of a particular consumer. Religious signs are still evocative, to be sure, but are far less common than they used to be. Why should this be? I suspect one reason may be that we have lost a sense of significant connection to the various things indicated by such signs. Proclaiming our high school or university or our athletic team or our community has a much lower priority nowadays, in part because we live such rapidly changing lives in a society marked by constant motion that the stability essential to confer significance on such signs has largely gone.
But we still must attach ourselves to something. Lacking the conviction that the traditional things matter, we turn to the last resort of the modern world: the market. Here there is a vast array of options, all equally meaningless in terms of traditional values, all equally important in identifying the one thing left to us for declaring our identity publicly, our fashion sense and disposable income. The market naturally manipulates the labels, making sure we keep purchasing what will most quickly declare us excellent consumers. If this year a Chicago Bulls jacket or Air Jordan shoes are so popular that we are prepared to spend our way into a trendy identity, then next year there will be something else. People will, of course, want them, because they will be massaged by constant advertising (which accounts for the exorbitant pricing, according to which, for example, Michael Jordan earns more from endorsing Nike than the entire payroll of the factory which makes the shoes which bear his name). Don't resist the urge, now; just do it.
It's a sign of the times, I guess. Lacking a sufficiently vigorous sense of a traditional commitment to faith, community, family, and country, we define ourselves in terms of our allegiance to market labels. Maybe it's a good thing. After all, people used to fight each other over flags and religious symbols. And there are still pitched battles in some places in Europe over soccer colours. Except for exceptionally aggressive school children ready to kill for a new pair of shoes, however, who is going to fight a fellow citizen over a BUM shirt, a tee shirt with a Calvin Klein logo, or a New York Yankees hat? Since the signs indicate nothing personal or passionate, they generate no passionate response.
All that may be true, but there's still something rather sad about it. The choices may be colourful and varied, but the sense that in our public presentation of ourselves to the world our major concern has become the appropriate commercial flavour of the week, that all we can imagine as a communal image of ourselves is what the market makes available at a stiff price, this strikes me as a significant loss. I'd feel a whole lot better if people would opt for original art designs on their clothes or even something funny or marginally interesting. That clearly is too much to hope for.
Maybe the scenario I started with is wrong. Perhaps it is the case that we are being prepared slowly for the day when we will willingly pay to have these labels which now decorate our bodies also cover our homes, cars, baby carriages, and what not. It is a great mistake to underestimate the power of the market. Given that people have already handed so much over to the service of that company which will soon be knocking at the door, it is perhaps rash to predict that people will not be eager to fork over big money to turn their homes and their possessions into what they themselves have already become, commercial billboards.