An excruciatingly prolongued exchange of not very witty repartee exchanged by the cerebrally challenged masquerading as a debate on internet forums.
"Loud pipes save lives"
"No they don't, daylight riding lights do"
"No they don't, they encourage risk taking"
"I don't take extra risks"
"You don't know how to ride"
"You kiss my ass"
"Don't talk to my mate like that"
Repeat for 26 pages of ming mong ping pong
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)