Pajiba

I can think of all too many times. Mostly it's Facebook that kills me. Thankfully you can usually delete what you write there. But I have put up many a posts thinking they sound so witty only to have someone private message me that they had to delete it because I might offend someone. OUCH! Makes me feel like a complete tool and I guess, in a way I am.

I'm sure I've said some stupid things here, and elsewhere, but I sign my name (more or less) and always* provide a link to the "real me", so I don't think there's anything I actually regret.

Okay, maybe just recently when I questioned Harris's non-racism. I could be mistaken, but I think I was the one that got that ball rolling by being the first to bring up reservations about the post's intent. My bad!

* One time I didn't attach a link when I posted as "Zombie Clown". But that was just to freak out TylerDFC and make a funny. Neither seemed to work, but I don't regret it.

I regret that I haven't heard Alan Rickman read a sonnet.

In the spirit of non-bitchyness, I an not going to comment on the shocking carrot-coloured hue of Lacy whats-her-face up there. I'm just going to think it.

I regret having poor grammer.

One lesson I've tried to learn is that an opinion carries more weight if it's phrased as an opinion. "I think", "I believe", "to me", etc. -- many people avoid these phrases in the mistaken belief that they compromise the point being made. But I find (see?) that writers who use such qualifiers come across as having considered all the evidence prior to reaching a conclusion, and so I have to listen.

I regret a comment I made a few years back bashing stay-at-home mothers (why the topic came up, I couldn't tell you). All I can say is, being older and slightly wiser now, and having graduated college and seeing how shitty the "real world" is, I'm pretty much begging my husband to make me barefoot and pregnant for the next ten years or so.

I take it all back. Yes, god yes, I will make you sandwich.

I regret not including an "a" between "like" and "raging"

I try not to be mean toward people directly, but I am sure that I have indicated a willingness to inflict physical harm on famous people who irritate me. I doubt I would ever actually punch someone in the throat, but I'm fairly sure we all accept that as shorthand for the myriad ways that celebrities find to be complete tools. Still, it furthers the culture of violence to express such things, and for that I am sorry.

RobP: trolling doesn't work on me because I'm pretty sporadic with my Pajiba-ing. But I appreciate the effort.

I would take back anything I've ever said about politics because that shit is an absolute lose/lose scenario. But when you live in a red state and all your co-workers are moderate all the way to totally republican/tea partiers I tend to vent out on Pajiba. So I apologize. I guess to BigTodd and that other republican we got running around like an angry Pokemon.

I'd like to retract the Pokemon comment as well.

I regret not speaking up sooner out of sheer intimidation, although I've been here since there was only one page of articles on this site.

I regret not joining pajibook sooner (seriously. do it. Kballs. Looking at you.)

I regret basically every haircut I've had prior to age 21.

I regret wasting my time in athletics in high school rather than focusing on performance.

I regret not speaking my mind.

I regret nothing. I am what I am and you all had best fucking get used to it. That's not saying I wouldn't edit a few things; but to take back wholesale? No.

I regret getting all the ladies and not focussing on my grammer.

admin took the words right out of my mouth. Hi-five, DJ Molsen Ice!

I regret that Christina Hendricks post because it made the internet call me fat AND point out that I'm a monstrous hypocrite ("We're all beautiful, weight doesn't matter, we would be lucky to have bodies like hers. Wait, no, don't compare me to her, I'm way thinner than that tub.") and made me hate myself for a few days. I'm happy I wrote it and still like the finished product but I felt like a terrible person for my reaction to that dick clown calling me fat on his ladyhate website.

I suffer from CRS (Can't Remember Shit). There is an advantage to getting old.

I actually remember coming home from work and crying for several days over something I said or did at work that made me look like an idiot. I remember the crying and being upset. I can't for the life of me remember why, or what I did, or what I said. I've even asked my co-irkers and they don't remember me doing or saying anything embarrassing.

That said, I think I regret a few comments here on Pajiba, but I don't remember what they were.

I regret going to college and finding that the best are ladies who value education in a man.

Wait, actually that wasn't regrettable at all.

I regret that I can't fall for the platitudes that many here spout. Maybe I'd have more friends on Pajiba.

I regret all of the days (there are probably less than somewhere around maybe a little more than ten no more than fifteen under twenty) where I've been horrifically drunk out of my mind and decided somehow managed to post a crazy-insane, completely over-the-top rant, or some other totally stupid shit, most of which I would be completely unaware, except for the day-after discovery.

I don't let go of embarrassments lightly, and these haunt me.
I have stopped drinking since my last "escapade," the night before Halloween.

I regret never owning a horse as high as BigTodd's.

I regret falling for all the platitudes on this site. I don't know how I got suckered into it. You Pajiban folks seemed witty, smart, kind, and reasonable for the most part. But dammit, all your speak is in platitudes, and I'm only just now waking up to it. I'm so dense that I have been completely bamboozled by your hollow spouting.

In all seriousness, the only thing I truly regret is not being worthy of Eloquent Eloquence on more occasions.

I regret spending so much money on those hookers. And the blood. Oh man, so much blood.

I regret not sticking around to help Paultera clean up after I made such a mess.

That's actually a great diversion...Most likely celebrities to be posting as specific eloquents. But then we'd end up with even more regrets and have to come back here....its a vicious cycle.

I regret this: You know, if you type “bitchy people” into google, Pajiba shows up second ... I'm sure we could fix that, although "We're #2. We try harder." has possibilities.

I do regret sloppy comments I've made. Sometimes my Sinus Of Doom Which Makes Me Stoooopid goes off, and takes out my sense making, grammar and the judgment to know I've screwed up.

Godtpus' evil twin is laughing somewhere, I just know it. (Sharktopus? Are they related? And is sharktopus evil or just drawn that way?)

Quiet Sheen! You're ruining it for the rest of us!

I regret Bad Boys II.

I regret the big todd thing

I regret letting B-Slim live.

I regret the time I called all of you assholes.

It was too kind a word.

Posted by: Charlie Sheen/PaulterA at November 18, 2010 6:13 PM
Posted by: Not Mel Gibson at November 18, 2010 6:16 PM
Posted by: Resembles Tila Tequila at November 18, 2010 6:21 PM
Posted by: Michael Bay at November 18, 2010 6:25 PM

Now this is the Pajiba I know and love.

Your damn straight that e-mail didn't come from me. I regret nothing. Y'all need to think before you type and tighten your words up so you, too, can live without regrets.

Well, ok. That's not true. I get worked up real quick when people cross the line from snarky to insulting and retaliate guns blazing. I think I've also co-opted far too much Bible verse in connection to Godtopus and/or the Pajibapocalypse than I should as a practicing Catholic. I'm sure I've left typos that look real stupid, too, from my copious editing. I delete the front half of a sentence and forget the back half is still hanging out in the middle of a new sentence, leading to chaos.

However, I stand behind every word of adulation I had for The Human Centipede. We should all be so lucky to learn true cooperation and togetherness like that film demonstrates.

"I regret having poor grammer."

One would think you would learn how to spell grammar at some point.

I regret nothing.

I regret that I'm so often the man I am, rather than the man I aspire to be.

I regret the men I killed in anger. And I have regret for the men I am about to kill.

First Lady, I'm sorry I pimp-slapped you into that china cabinet. I used excessive force. Oftentimes, I cross the line, but I try to do so in the name of what's right. Most of the time, the ends justifies the means. But in this case, I feel like I betrayed my own code of ethics. And for that, sugar, I apologize.

Well, I did vote for Obama...

Oh, fine. I regret making that deal with Dustin that I'd stop saying bad things about Community if he'd stop posting a certain photo.

Because DAMN do I have a lot to say about that show.

But I'll keep my promise.

what rykker said.

i wonder what some threads would look like on a cold sober morning if there was a delete function.

also, more importantly, I regret not having the sort of wealth that would let me post embarrassing barbed rants to pajiba from a yacht instead of from a dingy mattress in a small poorly lit room. imagined wealth would also allow me to hire someone to feel guilty for me when I run off at the mouth in the heat of the moment.

*races off for a 6/49 ticket

Well then, figgy carry-on with not talking bad about the only live action sitcom I can stomach right now.

I regret that my "humorous" comments are mediocre.

Sigh ... I was funny in high school - 40 years ago - then life beat it out of me.

Dear GOD,

Hush up.

Don't make me smite you Rykker... I won't regret it.

Smite, schmite.
You can't make my personal Hell any worse.

I ain't
a'scared
of you.

I regret not taking that left turn at Albuquerque.

I regret my grammar. I regret not being as smart or witty as I thought I was.

I regret taking one of the earlier April Fool's threads too seriously where I e-mailed Dustin to appeal to his better senses, I am a push over for good people.

I only help those who help themselves.

I quit drinking. But, yeah, I figured that wouldn't be enough for you.
I'm sorry, but you'll just have to excuse the fact that I haven't had the time to evolve some feathers so I can fly my own self to Africa.

I immediately regretted all (four) of my comments on Pajiba, because they were just not as funny/cute/stirring in execution as they were in my head.

Regrets? I've had a few.

Bah. Leave it to GOD to run off right in the middle of a convo.
'Omni-present' my left big toe.

/leaves note:

Dear GOD,

Nevermind. I'll just catch the fish and FedEx them.
Nice "talkin'" to ya.

P.S.
Hush.

Hey God?

How come bad things happen to good people?

I lament that more people don't understand the word regret or the meaning of an apology - apologizing for how someone took your comment is not an apology. Why bother?

I regret my inability to stay out of a bubbling scuffle, as well as the many times I've treated individuals as monoliths representing whole groups. We all do better when we recognize each other as individuals. I may be a bleeding heart librul, but I am not ALL bleeding heart libruls.

In addition - I celebrate that we just keep keeping on, despite the occasional poo-flinger. We must really love this place. Or the barkeep has some dirt on us. Either way, it's fun.

Game, set, match.

I don't think I've commented enough to regret anything, but I regret not being witty and/or clever enough to keep up with the cool kids of Pajiba. Also, I regret anything I've said after my 4th glass of boxed wine. Nothing good ever came from that.

I regret not having the balls to do this year's cannonball read.

I regret my crush on Corey Haim. But not the one I had on River.

I am totally regretting drinking my last 6 beers before restocking. Then again, I can celebrate the fact that 15 years ago, I would have probably have been dumb enough to drive for more even if I had drank 20. That and I can celibrate that I still have Rum. Precious, precious Rum.

Or I can celebrate it even. Stupid Rum.

I'm so sorry that Master keeps inflicting such trite (tripe?) nonsense on audiences. I have written and asked him to consider some soul-searching manuscripts (no mean feat for a penis!), but he is indefatigable with the explosions and the inappropriate robots.

I also regret not fighting him more when he "seduces" starlets during auditions. I am but a penis and have no defence against the Viagra. Sorry, ladies. Megan, call me!

I could actually be a lot more bitchy, but often I just say the bitchy aloud in the general direction of the laptop but don't type it. I am more of a lurker than a poster anyway (except in the Facebook Pajibaverse where they can't get me to shut up).

My original comment was just meant as a funny reference to the "Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy". I regret ruffling Rykker's feathers. Or I would, but as he stated, he doesn't have any. Perhaps he could find a couple of swallows to carry him to Africa.

PffHA!
They'd be so laden, "airspeed" wouldn't even happen.

All is forgiven, not GOD.

now, why don't you go home and get your shine-box...
...boom!

I regret the couple of times I've responded to trolls. Now I just recognize them for the space and time wasters that they are, feel a brief moment of pity that their lives are so empty, and move on to the interesting comments.

I do that with asshole drivers too. Shaking your head in disbelief and laughing at them makes them go away faster.

You're in third place now.

LOSERS!

Oh, wait. Sorry about that.

figgy,

I'm sorry I referred to you the other day as "lazy-ass," especially when you justify my own belief in my sense of humor about once a month.

You do a hell of a job with the EE, and I think I speak for all of us when I say we don't appreciate you NEARLY enough and should probably send you gifts of fine chocolates and rainbows every week.

Now if you'll all excuse me, I need to repent and say 10 "Hail, figgys."

"I regret my crush on Corey Haim. But not the one I had on River."

River Tam or River Phoenix???