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...it would have been more tolerable had he not felt the need to comment on fucking everything...

For those who wish to read only the original content, you can use CSS to disable the comments by putting the following rule in your browser's user style sheet:
.comment { display: none; }

In Mozilla, this means adding the above line to $HOME/.mozilla/profile name/random salt/chrome/userContent.css and restarting your browser. The same can also be achieved in Opera.

Admittedly it's a little much to make these changes for just one Web page, but as more Web pages start to use CSS, this sort of thing will hopefully apply to more than just one or two pages. Alternatively, you could contact ESR and suggest he provide an alternate stylesheet so you can easily toggle comment display.

Trollaxor Asks...

What kind of aftershave do you prefer?

Alan Cox <Alan.Cox@linux.org> responds...

"Technically, I don't use aftershave. I have quite a healthy beaver growing off of my face."

"However, me and the boys-- the young Open Source fans I like to take to the pub for a few pints and then back to my flat after they're dead-drunk-- like to eat each others' feces. I suppose you could then call the diarhea that gets caught up in my beard as aftershave, since I love its scent so well and leave it on all day."

Rob Malda (CmdrTaco) <malda@slashdot.org> responds...

"I usually prefer Hemos's semen. There's nothing like rubbing it all over my face, especially when it's nice and warm and fresh. Besides, what man can't resist that cum-odor? If I am lucky enough to be wearing Hemo's gunk, I notice I get hit on a lot mre at the bars I go to. What other afershave can make me a homosexual cock-lust faggot magnet?"

"Yeah, I definitely prefer Hemos's semen..."

ESR <esr@thyrsus.com> responds...

"I used to religiously wear a product called, ironically enough, 'Money.' I haven't been able to find any in a long while, even at VA Linux's bathouses. Who knows where it went?"

"Now I just count the Jägermeister I dribble on myself in drunken stupors as aftershave and leave it at that..."

evil_spork <evil_spork@hotmail.com> responds...

"After my usual nightly routine of smoking crack from a Tab can, snorting heroin off a dumpstered toilet seat, and being fucked by my dealer Rocco until i throw up cum, I usually bury my face in my pillow and cry for my mommy until the sun comes up."

"Then, before I go to work, Rocco rapes me in the mouth at gunpoint to see me off. I have a goatee, so it absorbs the scent of blood, jism, stomach acids, crack cocaine, Bounce dryer sheets, and man-musk. I work in a mailroom with a bunch of wetbacks so no one notices."

RMS <rms@stallman.org> responds...

"Ah, I wonder if you're mistaken... You see, I haven't shaved since the founding of the Free Software Foundation in 1984. I have no use for aftershave-- in fact, it looks like there's a God-damned baby goat surgically attached to my face. Some liken my beard to a giant vulva as well: hairy, with a stinking hole in the center."

"I have no use for aftershave..."

Steven Katros responds...

"I like cinnamon perfume, don't you?

"It's a special little scent that reminds me of cooking for friends, enjoying warm cidar and a good book on a cold Autumn day, and hot sex with cinnamon anus lube!"

written: 2001/06/29
updated: n/a