The subtleties of conversation.
[8:38:21 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: FoM poat.
[8:38:32 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: ...yes, a poat. Which is similar to a post.
[8:41:36 PM] Ze Boss: It just has more panache.
[8:42:17 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Ah, panache. A word too seldom used.
[8:43:40 PM] Ze Boss: I ate a plate full of cheese-filled panache this morning.
[8:44:00 PM] Ze Boss: After which, a tree overwhelmed with panache said hello.
[8:44:56 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: What a glorious life you must lead.
[8:44:56 PM] Ze Boss: Then he panachiest Chinese-Hawaiian man talked to me on the bus about the good ol' days when they used to walk to school through snow and panache, for eight miles with no shoes.
[8:45:25 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Y'know, perhaps there's a reason the word is seldom used.
[8:45:48 PM] Ze Boss: It has too much panache for people to handle?
[8:46:06 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Heh. Entirely possible.
[9:21:35 PM] Ze Boss: OMFG
[9:21:49 PM] Ze Boss: Why are there so many words in the English language that mean roughly the same thing?
[9:22:05 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: I dunno, helps me out a bunch.
[9:22:19 PM] Ze Boss: FOR ******** SAKE HAVE MERCY ON US POOR SOULS WITH OTHER THINGS TO DO WITH OUR LIVES THAN MEMORISE THE NUANCES OF SPEECH.
[9:22:29 PM] Ze Boss: Ze Boss throws a dictionary at God.
[9:23:07 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Well, if you're gonna throw the book at anyone, at least you've got the right target.
[9:24:29 PM] Ze Boss: It is an iniquitous act which I undertook so assiduously that I am quite pleased with myself.
[9:24:51 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: And you've every right to be.
[9:25:52 PM] Ze Boss: Laudable indeed.
[9:26:11 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Yea, verily.
[9:26:50 PM] Ze Boss: Your grammar conflicts with my felicity, good sir.
[9:27:33 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: I assure you, 'tis not intentional.
[9:28:55 PM] Ze Boss: Then you have spared thyself from my censure.
[9:29:41 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: I am thrill.
[9:30:12 PM] Ze Boss: And I am delight incarnate.
[9:30:33 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Jubilations all around.
[9:33:09 PM] Ze Boss: I am overwhelmed in the ardor of the occasion.
[9:35:40 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: The channels of my mind cascade with exuberance.
[9:35:54 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Tarrant le Sorcier likes this game.
[9:38:48 PM] Ze Boss: I am taken aback by your succinctness.
[9:39:01 PM] Ze Boss: I also find myself quite in raptures with the aroma of my grilled cheese sandwich.
[9:39:52 PM] Ze Boss: With which I am otherwise preoccupied, if you would please pardon my indolence.
[9:40:00 PM] Ze Boss: Ze Boss om nom nom nom
[9:43:06 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Nary you fret, for I am most privy to the delights of mastication.
[9:43:17 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: And all the other parts of eating, too.
[9:47:02 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Ergo, I shall regard your abeyance as well-earned indulgence.
[9:47:55 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Ooooh, abeyance. About time I dusted the cobwebs offa that one.
[9:49:56 PM] Ze Boss: Your understanding is most gallant and I daresay deserves better than my paltry attentions.
[9:56:09 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Hardly. A few taciturn moments spent are merely a trifle in contrast to proper communication.
[9:57:32 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Also, profound apologies for my momentary egress. I had to fetch a refreshment.
[10:00:37 PM] Ze Boss: Tarrant, I am hardly in a position to pass judgement or make any inclinations to do so.
[10:02:20 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Mayhaps, but I still felt my actions at least required an explaination. Courtesy, and whatnot.
[10:04:48 PM] Ze Boss: Ah, yes. Courtesy; it importunes me to no end. Society has developed to a stage where persons actively seek to find affront in what is truly affable nature.
[10:05:03 PM] Ze Boss: Those cocksuckers.
[10:06:31 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Aye, but in the end, it is our benevolent mannerisms that sets us in juxtaposition of those cocksuckers.
[10:07:49 PM] Ze Boss: ******** straight D8<.
[10:08:57 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: That was a magnificent game. We simply must name it.
[10:09:10 PM] Ze Boss: Tarrant, I find myself lost of the ardor with which I first started this enlightening escapade; personally, I place responsibility for my loss of verve in the hour at which I am now conversing with you.
[10:09:27 PM] Ze Boss: And we must o.o.
[10:09:29 PM] Ze Boss: Whatever shall we call it?
[10:09:52 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: ...
[10:09:54 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Verbose.
[10:10:14 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: 'S my vote.
[10:10:32 PM] Ze Boss: I was thinking more along the lines of, "stick my pomp in your juicebox and suck it."
[10:10:41 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: No, wait!
[10:10:44 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: I've got it!
[10:11:05 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: The perfect name is, infact, the word with which the entire discussion began...
[10:11:07 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier: Panache.
[10:11:15 PM] Ze Boss: Though 'Verbose' is the more concise of the op-INGENIUS.
[10:11:20 PM] Ze Boss: Ze Boss applauds
[10:11:32 PM] Tarrant le Sorcier:
http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ltfcmuL70v1qelg53.jpg[10:11:36 PM] Ze Boss: You, my good sir, win the internet.
[10:11:52 PM] Ze Boss: Now time to put this in the guild.
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