Well, I'm terribly amused that Starimposter finds the gerund form of the verb to fuck used as an adjective as being offensive to his delicate, sensitive mind. To quote The Church Lady, "Isn't that special?" But as Industrialsize adroitly pointed out, it was not used as an adjective to modify him (the Starimposter) but the concept of a spell checker. But it's just his way of distracting attention away from the subject at hand, which in his case is "dull child" syndrome.
Just for the record, the hundreds of uses and conjugations of the verb to fuck are formally accepted by The American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language (the BIG $50 version, not the collegiate edition). However, this all falls on Starimposter's deaf ears. He wouldn't recognize the difference between the infinitive form and a multiple-word-verb form of fuck even if we gave him a week to cram for finals.
But he sure does know how to crank out the same blah, blah, blah, talking points that he's memorized from someone else's discourse. He has no problem with being someone else's parrot. I don't expect him to ever give birth to an original thought. He just keeps insisting that he's got a mainline to "the truth" as if someone had stuck and IV in his vein and was pumping in The Watch Tower.
And therein lies the sadness of it all. He's WAY out of his league. The ginormous Sir Maxcox continues to give Starpoop major wedgies, and Starpimple keeps coming back for more. With the exception of Pithbull, the He/She and Holy It, Facequeen, and a few (very few) others he is basically tolerated much more than he deserves. And none of us want anything bad (as in physical injury) to happen to him. But the kid is as bright as a 5 Watt bulb. Not the most stellar thinker in the class.
[changing tense, mood and aspect now . . . just to let Star know]
Yo! Star! Have you thought about going back to night school and learning something outside of the small universe in which you have cocooned yourself and constantly parrot? It's a mighty big world and lots of stuff to learn. There's a lot more going on than your ego dreaming about getting rich and worrying that you might some day have to pay capital gains taxes -- and still have money. Gosh. That would certainly be a terrible thing.
Beets and Cheese Whiz, cupcake. VinylBoy regularly nails you point for point and your only back up is to be a 30-something pseudo middle class white kid. Again, your lack of a broad (and successful) education is showing worse than your great aunt Edith's slip.
As for me, it's more your inability to have an original thought AND no skills with which to cogently write one down when you do get one that I find smelly. I know cockatiels who can spit out the same talking points as you yet have a broader range of knowledge.
Good luck with all of that, o' dear sensitive one.
