Tabdulla Ain't Sh!t
 

For all his high flautin talk.. Tabdulla is just a bunch of rhetoric, Not much different really than most of the Boyz on this Board..most have a modicum of intelligence, a few might even have more horsepower under the hood than he does.

What Tabdulla does have is the ability to stop conversations dead in their tracks...Take todays "Recession" thread, after Tabdulla got done with it no one has even made a squeak on it.... Is it that Tabdullas speech is so poignant or is it that everybody here are just a bunch of wussys, afraid to take him on?

While Tabdulla woiuld like to think it is the former rather than the later...It really is neither choich...Tabdulla just has the will to speak his mind. He understands that he is somebody, even if he is a nobody. He has the willingness to go it alone if necessary, he cuts his own trail through the jungle asking nor expecting anyone to follow him. He also is able to cut to the essentials he figures out the puzzle, you might call it a vision thing where he doesn't get hung up on ideology or self delusion. His only master is the truth of the matter.

Tabdulla might get beat down the straight away, but no one here has been able to take him in a corner. He can simply out turn anyone. That my friends is what makes him a man of wealth and taste.

you forgot handsome. don't sell yourself short man, you got it goin on!

Ahh... The "MasterBaiter" himself......(no offense intended, just check the spelling)

Agreed, Tabs. You are a golden god.

But at the end of the day, when all is said and done, isn't it just really about the spoons?..

Tabs? Who dat?

I would think "a man of wealth & taste," would prefer better cigars.

unfair and unbalanced....now *that's* damn funny :D

SmileWavy

They keep playing "sympathy for the devil" on the radio...
A man of wealth and taste?

Hmmm...

I hope I'm wrong.


KT

and would not be using said stogies to burn holes in his clothes

Yes, Master Tabs you do have a way of short cutting my frontal lobe neuron activity. Your posts tend to leave my intellectual capasity in limbo. They are so confusingly erradic I am lost after the first sentence, not having the faintest idea how to respond.

Still, I unavoidably need to read it. Like a moth to a fire, I am drawn into the wilderness of your pseudo philosophical texts, melting my brain. I believe therein lies the power you are describing.

I think. Or not. Clueless. Out. Again. Sigh..