OneOfMany

Like I said before (lol) I don’t get why you feel weird about it…I mean, if you grew up doing it, why would you even have a havah minah that it’s weird? In my house, everyone lights (including my mother) and I would think it’s weird to think it’s weird…because that’s what I’m used to.

No?

I just opened this thread and said “I don’t get it,” and then looked back and saw that I had already said that (which I had forgotten). Funny, no?

Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dol dillo!

Ring a dong! hop along! fal lal the willow!

Interesting terutz.

lol, I like that. x ^ x

Hi. ^_^

The problem all of you are having is that you are treating infinity as a number. It is not a number – it is a concept that can be translated into a numerical property. It can be used to describe what happens at either end of the number line, not name what is there. The numbers 1-10 are not part of infinity – they can be described as part of any number of named sets that are infinite.

Sizes 0-2 are still anorexic. Supermodels with imploded ribcages are size 4. Size 6 is the size you are most likely imagining when you say size 0.

Really? All naturally small-framed girls are “anorexic”? You see the double standard you are creating with this?

http://www.theyeshivaworld.com/coffeeroom/topic/girls-and-size-zeros/page/2#post-385761

A fork.

That joke is so corny it’s kitniyos.

Wisey: Exactly. And infinity in mathematics is not that infinity.

Wisey: The infinite properties of sets in mathematics are applications of the concept of infinity, while the infinity discussed in Chovos Halevavos is the absolute concept. The absolute concept cannot be quantified.

OOM

Yeah, I’m just going to sit on my hands over here…

Aw shucks, don’t leave! 🙁 I read your posts.

unmitigated genius

One does not wield boots. One wields a Morgul blade.

More importantly – do they hear (when they fall)? 😛

They’re taking the hobbits to Isengard!

(Arggggh, you got me…)

The horse began spasming and frothing in terrible agony – for it was the Dread Thorne of Thee Unspeekable Plague, which infects those it pricks with incurable Rhyme-on-a-Dime-itis. The horse, now under the Dread Thorne’s hold, was unable to express his agony in anything other than butchered dactylic dimeter:

NEIGHwinnyNEIGHwinny

SNORThumphgruntBLEURGHshinny

PFFFTnumpfrumpKREEhinny

NEIGHwinnySNORT

Our heroes (and villains) understandably hadn’t a dingbat’s wiffle as to what was going on, which was this: Mohammed, who had accidentally manufactured this cursed talisman in his taboo experiments with the bein hazmanim machine, was unintentionally (well…except for the horse) infecting the timeline with his deadly spores. This extraneous and anachronistic drivel bulged through the seams of Common Sense, creating a Plot Hole (the one that had previously swallowed up Henry’s coma) which was rampantly swallowing up vital plot elements and and spewing banshees, unnecessary (and yet so augustly titled) purple geniuses and paisley couches. This corruption of the timestream would eventually cause all of time to collapse on itself, with the end result being the world would implode and reform as a disc on the backs of four elephants on a turtle. Our cast, being completely unaware of all this, was now engaged in a confused (not to mention poetically discordant) tussle over a golden crown which kept inexplicably shifting into different tints of vintage marmalade.

Except Nancy, that is. Handily, Nancy, who had previously contracted and cured a mild form of this plague as consequence of being Mohemmed’s unwilling test subject, was instantaneously able to divine the gravity of the situation. And she knew exactly what to do.

(Continued…)

Not going to participate, but have to say, this is good stuff. ^_^

uneeq: Inertia.

Hi moksi! ^_^

PuhLease: Still have the warm fuzzies for Joseph?

notasheep: I have come to the conclusion that ready now posts while drunk, so I wouldn’t give him much mind:

http://www.theyeshivaworld.com/coffeeroom/topic/askanim-and-their-actions-on-behalf-of-other-religions#post-386423