Nov 7th, 2005, 02:30 AM
Let me tell you a story. I have fenced sabre only once in my life. At the OSU opens in February 2005, I was on the épée squad with a maximum team capacity of, I believe, four fencers. I could be wrong on the number, but I'm too lazy to check. Anyways, an acquaintance of mine at the University of Chicago was one Martin Lowenthall. At the time he was a B-rated épéeist, and thinking that he wouldn't gain anything from such a large tournament he decided to fence sabre. However, the first round was the UofC against Ohio State. OSU has the most respected big-school fencing program in the country, with the #1 squads in sabre and I believe foil. On a vendetta, Martin decided he wanted to fence épée rather than sabre. So, I was volunteered as the team neophyte to switch weapons to accomodate his wishes.
So, having never even learned what the different parries are in sabre, I was assigned to fence against the #1 sabre squad in the country. I scored at least one touch against each of the four sabrists, and at least one bout I would have one if I had been told the proper way to initiate right-of-way in sabre. Yes, I mean that I landed five touches against A-rated sabrists.
So, in pointing out your remarkable anomoly, I fail to see your point. Is it that you're good at fencing? Sure, brag all you want. Bragging about your fencing record online is a bit in tune with bragging out one's penis size online.
So, yeah, I'd be elated to see you on the strip. I think a life-long ban from the USFA would be inconsequential enough to me that punching you in the face would be a quite a joy. Especially since I've never even claimed to be better than you in terms of actual fencing skill, I think you're really trying to compensate for being lame in that you've been a fencer for years. I've only had access to a fencing club for about two years, half the time I was too busy with studies. So, while I'd say that I'm a good rookie, I'm still just a rookie. So, sure, rub in my face your fencing record until I'm forced to create my own emoticons to convey the pinultimate degree of not giving a shit.
So, let's look where else you've taken this...
In short, go fuck yourself you fat, arrogant, elitist, pipe-smoking faggot, and stick your epee up your ass.
I'm sure you've been itching to call me fat for some time. You're what, 17? At that age I was 6'2" and around 165. At age 19 I was given pills and told that I'd be committed if I were to skip out on taking them, for fear that I'd go on a killing spree. I gained a lot of weight, but I since switched meds and have since lost about half of what I gained. I've lost about eight pounds in the past five days. So, calling me fat not only lacks creativity, but it's such a subjective statement in my case that it paints you to be either grasping for straws or just void of mental resources.
Now, how much do I really talk about my weight? If we were to poll the boards on who seems most concerned about his/her image, who do you think would be the winner? Face it, you're about as secure as an investment in tropical icebergs.
Arrogant/elitest: So, when I act out such traits with you, it's because I'm mocking you. Whereas you can call me such traits loosely, I need only point out the fact that your very essence here is defined by them. So, what my job is comes out to be to beat you at your own game. It's really not that hard, since you suck at it. I try to do so in such a way that it'd be obvious to anyone without the density of synthetic elements. Otherwise, I'm simply maintaining the posture known as "having standards".
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I don't get it. I mean, why did they fuck with the formula? Where are the car songs? There's only one song about surfing and it's a downer!
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