Things That Are Bullsh*t (52 Viewers)

[BarrieJ3]

As I clearly stated, I don’t find the listing to be bullshit.

As I clearly stated, many many people do it while only barely trying to veil their actions.

What IS bullshit is the continual beyond pathetic excuse for moderation on this site. Just get rid of the ToS and write “we’ll do something when we want or when the same 10 people report something so we don’t have to listen to them”.

All of these ads are against ToS. Both in the letter and spirit of the law.

The amount of times I’ve had a listing, with a LARGE amount of interaction (pages worth) including offers and acceptances, completely deleted because “no price listed” is at least 5+.

Fucking insane.

 

[BarrieJ3]

I guess this is things are bullshit thread and I don’t necessarily think it’s bullshit or that big of a deal I suppose. But plenty of people including myself I’m sure have posted trade ads with the intent to trade and certainly will take offers without posting a price. Pretty common so not really bullshit.

I do not think this is bullsh*t at all, just had a thought in passing and didn’t want to clutter the thread.

Agreed.

 

[chippitydoodah]

Things That AREN'T Bullshit thread is in order

 

[BarrieJ3]

I mean, it was a lead in to my things that ARE bullshit, which is the powers that be erasing threads that follow all of the ToS, many times in good faith, including where an actual deal had been made but not concluded.

 

[Poker Zombie]

If you are willing to trade this...

for this...

It's a trade. Get on with life.

 

[Tonysquander]

Things That AREN'T Bullshit thread is in order

There is one buried on here…somewhere…does not get much traction.

 

[Mojo1312]

Colonoscopy's.

My appointment was at 11:15. At 12:15, I was lying in a gurney at a 45 hooked up to an IV.

The two nurses left me waiting in a closed off cubicle for three hours and twenty minutes. Why? I have no idea. It is one of the universes many mysteries, like how many licks does it take to get to the center of a tootsie roll pop?

The team members took turns pumping air into my colon until it took on the size of the Graf Zeppelin. The surgeon then commenced with his exploration, removing two small healthy looking polyps inside my duodenum.

After my "procedure" the doctor said if everything looked good, I wouldn't have to see him again for seven years.

He is free to conduct a thorough review of the recorded footage in his quest to find any signs of abnormalities before rendering his judgement, but I strongly suspect he won't be seeing my name on his docket any sooner, whatever the verdict.

The nurse told me I couldn't leave the hospital until I passed gas. Right on cue, I told her that I had to go to the bathroom, where I remained for three minutes observing my surroundings. Afterwards, I politely informed the nurse that I had passed gas and was good to go, my bowels pushing at the seam of my waist as if I were auditioning for the role of the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man from Ghostbusters.

Shortly after our departure, I had the driver pullover so I could walk around and stretch in a feeble attempt to get things moving. Two hours later, relief came all at once, as if someone had released a gigantic untied balloon full of air. My ears popped as my pants fell around my ankles.

You young poker sharks have so much to look forward to.