Auctioning Tidings of Comfort and Joy
December 8, 2003 11:49 AM Subscribe
Really Jon. Tell us how you feel.
Too bad no one's auctioning off a guaranteed Silent Night. I really could use one.
posted by ZachsMind at 11:59 AM on December 8, 2003
Too bad no one's auctioning off a guaranteed Silent Night. I really could use one.
posted by ZachsMind at 11:59 AM on December 8, 2003
Looks like the "service economy" that the media has been hyping for the last few years is finally coming true.
posted by zpousman at 12:06 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by zpousman at 12:06 PM on December 8, 2003
Jon, am I an asshole for posting it? Is the auctioneer an asshole for putting it up there? Can you be a bit more specific as to your proclaimation?
I'm trying to keep score here and you're totally throwing off the whole card.
And Zachsmind, I don't think there's enough money to guarantee a Silent Night. Maybe a Silent Hour but that would be stretching it, especially if you have wee ones.
posted by fenriq at 12:06 PM on December 8, 2003
I'm trying to keep score here and you're totally throwing off the whole card.
And Zachsmind, I don't think there's enough money to guarantee a Silent Night. Maybe a Silent Hour but that would be stretching it, especially if you have wee ones.
posted by fenriq at 12:06 PM on December 8, 2003
This just in: Citing violations of terms of service, eBay cancels auctions for "gay apparel".
posted by bradlands at 12:20 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by bradlands at 12:20 PM on December 8, 2003
Nah, fenriq, why would I call you an asshole?
Mark it down as a ground rule double in the bottom of the fifth for that guy.
posted by jon_kill at 12:25 PM on December 8, 2003
Mark it down as a ground rule double in the bottom of the fifth for that guy.
posted by jon_kill at 12:25 PM on December 8, 2003
Ah, Metafilter, where a post about "tidings of comfort and joy" elicits insults and namecalling.
Here's your tidings of Comfort and Joy, asshole
posted by anastasiav at 12:32 PM on December 8, 2003
Here's your tidings of Comfort and Joy, asshole
posted by anastasiav at 12:32 PM on December 8, 2003
Well, that clears everything up.
posted by DrJohnEvans at 12:32 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by DrJohnEvans at 12:32 PM on December 8, 2003
Why does posting something for humour value make one an asshole? If you follow the link to his site, http://www.snoozebuttondreams.somethingorother, he does point out that he actually is selling a service, for those that are less interested in specifically making his holidays more merry.
posted by elbie at 12:33 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by elbie at 12:33 PM on December 8, 2003
See, that's the problem.
Everyone is scared to call an asshole an asshole.
posted by jon_kill at 12:37 PM on December 8, 2003
Everyone is scared to call an asshole an asshole.
posted by jon_kill at 12:37 PM on December 8, 2003
I'm certainly not. Just too polite, if anything. Now calling a killjoy a killjoy, on the other hand...
posted by bradlands at 12:40 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by bradlands at 12:40 PM on December 8, 2003
Oh Tidings of Madness and Woe,
Madness and Woe,
Oh Tidings of Madness and Woe.
posted by homunculus at 12:41 PM on December 8, 2003
Madness and Woe,
Oh Tidings of Madness and Woe.
posted by homunculus at 12:41 PM on December 8, 2003
Wait, wait... if the seller is an asshole, what about the 5 people who have placed bids on it already? C'mon, jon_kill, we're counting on you to spread the love equally to all these assholes...
posted by adamms222 at 1:12 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by adamms222 at 1:12 PM on December 8, 2003
Seems to me like a little trendlet is blooming around the sale of silliness on eBay. One of my recent faves.
posted by spilon at 1:22 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by spilon at 1:22 PM on December 8, 2003
And then there are the people selling kidneys, souls, two cents, the recent iTunes song sale curiosity and more. eBay is a fascinating place but for more macabre listings, check out Disturbing Auctions, the dead frog playing golf is one of my all time favorites.
posted by fenriq at 1:42 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by fenriq at 1:42 PM on December 8, 2003
So how much for peace on Earth and good will toward all men and women and small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri? Okay. Fine. I'll settle for whirled peas.
posted by ZachsMind at 1:42 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by ZachsMind at 1:42 PM on December 8, 2003
I had some dead frogs playing instruments. And a dead frog purse. I have no idea what happened to them.
posted by SisterHavana at 1:59 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by SisterHavana at 1:59 PM on December 8, 2003
Zachs, all the $$$ in the world & then some.
posted by thomcatspike at 2:00 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by thomcatspike at 2:00 PM on December 8, 2003
I have no idea what happened to them.
Oh man. Maybe they weren't quite dead. They're probably pretty pissed off, too. Get out of the house! NOW!
posted by Kafkaesque at 2:19 PM on December 8, 2003
Oh man. Maybe they weren't quite dead. They're probably pretty pissed off, too. Get out of the house! NOW!
posted by Kafkaesque at 2:19 PM on December 8, 2003
I just bid on the auction and if I win, it's gunna be Tidings for jon_kill...
posted by Argyle at 2:32 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by Argyle at 2:32 PM on December 8, 2003
Jon_kill: you're an asshole for throwing dirt on a little amusing something that will hurt no one and bring for sure a little extra holiday spending for the seller (and our humble economy) and perhaps, if the promised story is decent, for the buyer as well. My holiday present to you is a small bag of dusty coal sent postage due.
posted by billsaysthis at 2:58 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by billsaysthis at 2:58 PM on December 8, 2003
Didn't see this listed on the disturbing auction site, but I definitely think it fits the bill.
posted by Oriole Adams at 5:08 PM on December 8, 2003
posted by Oriole Adams at 5:08 PM on December 8, 2003
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posted by bradlands at 11:51 AM on December 8, 2003