Let's say that you say that I am not, in fact, Purveyor of All That is Awesome. I counter your futile conjecture with the following impeccable argument:
By the sheer weight of these words, the conviction, you will fundamentally ignore the gratuitous amount of syllables of each word I utter that are ultimately trying to thinly veil my circulatory argument overflowing with illogical falsities and fallacies of relevance. For I am not only pervading my argument with sentences that are unnecessarily vague and worded in a manner that is most certainly not meant to detract from the main objective, but I am doing so with a panache most irrelevant to the indubitable point that I am precariously trying to eschew; that is, that I am, undeniably, Purveyor of All That Is Awesome.
To deny this fact would be to not commit a fallacy; including, but not limited to, the Argumentum ad Populum, Tu Quoque, or the Ad Misericordiam. And so, in order to avoid the repetitive spouting of that most noble and base language that some of the modern taste might call Latin, I would haughtily advocate that you ignore the negative most blatantly present in the initial sentence that would provide a convenient and obscure path for you to take to vanquish my inconsequential tapestry of words. Indeed, some would say that this is the most logical escape that can be found in an argument that is so profound, incongruous, and deranged to a most consummate degree.
Feel free to cower, surrender, and/or flee in the presence of such a convincing weave of absolutely nothing. And if you at all in doubt of what you just read, just read the part in bold. It explains everything.
I dunno why. I just like big words.
So who'd you steal that from?
You give me no credit.
This is me and me alone, with not one use of a thesaurus. It comes from a conversation I was having with a friend over e-mail about the manners of awesomeness.
And why do you still not believe me? :sadface: My intelligence is not THAT questionable.
I copy pasted it from my email, correct. And why do you still not believe me? :sadface: My intelligence is not THAT questionable.
unless it's a big post about why one edition of D&D is better/wrose that any other,they will question it
'cuz if you do . . .
Let's say that you say that I am not, in fact, Purveyor of All That is Awesome. I counter your futile conjecture with the following impeccable argument:
By the sheer weight of these words, the conviction, you will fundamentally ignore the gratuitous amount of syllables of each word I utter that are ultimately trying to thinly veil my circulatory argument overflowing with illogical falsities and fallacies of relevance. For I am not only pervading my argument with sentences that are unnecessarily vague and worded in a manner that is most certainly not meant to detract from the main objective, but I am doing so with a panache most irrelevant to the indubitable point that I am precariously trying to eschew; that is, that I am, undeniably, Purveyor of All That Is Awesome.
To deny this fact would be to not commit a fallacy; including, but not limited to, the Argumentum ad Populum, Tu Quoque, or the Ad Misericordiam. And so, in order to avoid the repetitive spouting of that most noble and base language that some of the modern taste might call Latin, I would haughtily advocate that you ignore the negative most blatantly present in the initial sentence that would provide a convenient and obscure path for you to take to vanquish my inconsequential tapestry of words. Indeed, some would say that this is the most logical escape that can be found in an argument that is so profound, incongruous, and deranged to a most consummate degree.
Feel free to cower, surrender, and/or flee in the presence of such a convincing weave of absolutely nothing. And if you at all in doubt of what you just read, just read the part in bold. It explains everything.
I dunno why. I just like big words.
Whereas I can sum up my feelings in just two syllables, which makes me Teh Awesome Sauce. Why waste your breath when all I'm going to say is
My outlook on life
**** you
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Oh, come on. You knew that was coming. 
Antidisestablishmentarianism!
Antidisestablishmentarianism!
So here's pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis for your pleasure instead!