Correct. I know it can never be eliminated, but if I can point it out to
people when they have performed an act thereof, perhaps I can chip away at
the bulk of human idiocy which exists here as in all places.
[Edited on 8/8/2004 by Abbadon]
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Schizo
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posted on 9/8/2004 at 02:16 AM
So pretty much, you walk around, your sole purpose being to show people how
dumb they're being.
Wow. And I thought we were bad. We only point out idiots when they start
interfering with the good time we have hanging out together. But you make
idiocy the be-all and end-all of your entire existence. Sweet.
I mean, when I don't like something, I try to avoid it if possible. I
mean, I don't like the smell of rotting garbage, which is why I transfer it
from the trash can to the dumpster on a regular basis. And it is also why
I don't especially care for it when people throw moldy bread-ends and
rotting fish heads at me.
But, by your creed, if one dislikes the odor of garbage, one should hang
out in the dumpster, or better yet, the dump, and berate the garbage for
its clinging miasma. And when you visit someone's house, the first thing
you should do is seek out the trash can, open it, give a couple of good
sniffs, and then start ripping into your host for the stink in his
house.
I knew there was a reason I didn't like you.
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dents in my car and the blisters on my lips that I'm not the carefullest of
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Abbadon
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posted on 9/8/2004 at 02:22 AM
I think you have misinterpreted your own metaphor. By your 'rubbish'
reasoning, I would recycle all my household waste as soon as it was created
and likewise, to the full extent of my ability, anybody elses.
[Edited on 8/9/2004 by Abbadon]
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Schizo
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posted on 9/8/2004 at 02:51 AM
My point exactly.
If (god forbid) you were to ever enter my home, I would find it incredibly
rude and nit-picky of you to go directly to my trash-can and take out my
trash for me.
If you want to do that in your own home, fine for you, but in someone
else's, it's none of your gosh-darned business.
However, if someone comes into my house, and starts dropping refuse all
around (or into my friend's house, in which I am a frequent and welcome
guest), then I am going to object, and ask them to pick up their trash, or
leave.
You see, it all depends whose house you are in. In your house, do as you
please. In our house, it's up to us. It is our right and our privilege to
deal with our trash in our own way. And it is also our right and privilege
to judge what we consider trash, and what we consider treasure. Not yours.
Unless you are in your own home, or you are the sort of guest that is
considered a member of the family, so to speak, leave the trash alone, or
be considered an interfering prick.
____________________ "You can tell by the scars on my arms and the cracks in my hips and the
dents in my car and the blisters on my lips that I'm not the carefullest
of
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Abbadon
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posted on 9/8/2004 at 03:50 AM
So let me set the picture you have created with your over complex metaphor:
You have an open house, I enter, you have stinking fetid household refuse
lying all over the floor and on every available surface, it is even framed
and hanging on the wall. I begin to choke with the noxious odour being
produced by the squallor you are living in. I say to you: 'Maybe you should
think about recycling some of this, if not all of it.' I even hand you a
leaflet about how to recycle. I choose not to leave the house until you
have tidied it, even though the stench and physical appearance of the
rubbish repulses me. Why do I do this? Because I am someone who believes
that you would find it more beneficial, and have a better standard of
living if you lived in a garbage-free house.
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callei
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posted on 9/8/2004 at 08:59 AM
Yah know what makes me laugh the most about that last ramble of yours? The
fact that you made some much of that rubbish over the last, what 2 years?
Only in the past week have you posted more than random noise, and now you
post things that, were it not aimed at the people that made it so you didnt
get banned years ago, would agree with the general opinions of the site;
that noisey illogical people are a waste of time to read and lower the
"property value" of the site. I LOVE how you flip flop allll over the place
and bite the hand that feeds you.
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posted on 9/8/2004 at 09:04 AM
It tastes goooooood!
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Schizo
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posted on 9/8/2004 at 04:54 PM
Yeah, Callei, why is he still here? If this sort of trolling can continue
rampant like this, then something is seriously wrong with the karma
scripts.
And Callei makes a valid point. What if the garbage you see was what you
and your ilk brought in here? What if the owners/valued guests are already
busy shoveling it out as fast as they can, scarcely keeping up with the
litterers and vandals that keep showing up? And how do you think they will
react to one of the worst offenders handing them some recycling pamphlet?
I think they would tell said offender to stick it up his you-know-where!
And then there's another point - what if you are actually a delusional,
hallucinating idiot, who sees valuable antiques, leather-bound tomes, and
tasteful statuary, and whose mind's strange quirk turns it into so many
piles of distasteful refuse? Then the proffered pamphlet would be looked
at with merely a raised eyebrow, and a discreet phone call would be made to
the local asylum.
Or, also, in said room of antiques, a philistine could appear, mocking the
priceless pieces of history as mere "junk" that needed to be recycled.
Now, this pamphleted do-gooder would quickly be booted towards the nearest
Wal-Mart, where he could revel in cardboard newness until he was sated.
I think the truth in this situation contains elements of all three
scenarios.
But there is a fourth...
We live in an appalling dumpheap, and it's gross and smelly. But we like
it, and we own it. Some know-it-all comes along preaching sanitation and
recycling like God's own gospel. So we shove some dung down his gullet,
and kick him to the curb. If he doesn't like our trash, he doesn't have to
stay in our house. But he sure as hell isn't going to force us to clean if
we don't like.
I'm sure you find that last scenario far more realistic, don't you?
Feed the trolls, tuppence a bag.
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of
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VampCourt
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posted on 9/8/2004 at 08:30 PM
Well, I for one am happy to see him type out something of a opinion for
once rather than randomness.
____________________ "Thou shalt not be afraid of the dark, nor of graveyards nor ghosts nor the
devil, for thou art scarey and mean." -The Goth commandments
Court, I gotta say, it is interesting. But it's a lot like moving away
from the glass at the gorilla exhibit, putting on your hipwaders, and
stepping IN.
It all comes back to the fact that princess thinks his shit don't stink.
All he's ever done is TELL us how intelligent he is...never prove it. How
witty he is...but never prove it. How our shit stinks and his pops out
smelling like Liz Taylor's "diamonds" and tasting like lucky fucking
charms. Prove it to me jackass. I don't think you can. You'll drop out
of sight when the heat turns up, see if you don't.
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Abbadon
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posted on 10/8/2004 at 01:44 AM
bettie_x: I shall pass over referecne to your comment, it is crass and I do
not wish to repeat some of the words used.
VampCourt: Thats a very unpopular opinion you have there, I'd change it
before you start getting insulted too!
Schizo: Now this is an interesting discussion! You presented four possible
alternative viewpoints to the metaphor you created. You will admit, I hope,
that the first of these you yourself receded by stating yourself that one
mans garbage is another mans gold. The second point is obviuosly valid,
anmd closer to the actual truth than you know! However if I were to folow
its reasoning myself I would never be able to interact with an aspect of
the physical world for fear of illusion. Point four is indeed a freedom of
opinion argument, however as soon as you step out of this online world you
have created to heap you refuise into, you tread dirty footprints all over
the world, and in the interests of common decency I would say that I am
doing the rest of the world, as well as yourselves, a favour.
The third point is your most valid, and of course difficult to disprove.
But then you must consider the time I have spent in the presence of some of
the most intelligent people in the world, certainly in my own field but
also in a variety of others. This is not to say that I count myself amongst
them, but I have seen the way they reason, and the arguments they rasie, I
have read as widely as I have been able since I learnt how. The arguments
you persue fall short of this learning. I do not wish for you to follow my
example, for I am no worthy teacher. But I encourage you to reassess your
arguments and opinions in light of the learning I present before you. In
this way it could be said that I know what rubbish is, I am not completely
free of it myself, but I try my hardest. I am as an amateur antiques
dealer. I know a little about what is valuable and what is not. When I see
you with your modern Woolworths crocery, thinking it is priceless, and I
have seen a man who has dedicated his life to the study of history and
antiquities, I have an idea of what has its worth and what does not. I feel
the need to tell you that what you have can be improved on, so that you do
not embarass yourself by putting too high a price on your modern crocery
and presenting it as antique before a respected dealer.
BB.
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Schizo
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posted on 10/8/2004 at 03:19 AM
Exactly.
Oh, I forgot. You know "some of the most intelligent people in the world",
you have "read widely", and you wish us to "reassess our arguments and
opinions in the light of the learning you present before us". How very
generous of you.
Let's just skip over the fact that this is very much an unsubstantiated
claim. It may be true, and it may not. My own claims would be equally
unsubstantiated. Including the fact that I come from a family of top-notch
engineers, my mother graduated valedictorian from H.S., and went on to put
herself through college and graduate school while raising two children, and
now co-writes one of the top home-schooling math curriculums on the market,
and my father tested above the genius level AFTER experiencing head trauma
from a car accident as a young man that left him in a coma for weeks.
Among my acquaintances I list engineers, lawyers, college professors,
linguists, authors, and doctors.
In school, I consistently tested in the 90th percentile or above in all
subjects, often in the 99th percentile. I have studied four languages, two
living and two dead, taught myself calculus, and on a dare, memorized the
capital, location, and flag of every country in the world, pinpointing them
all flawlessly. I am also considered an excellent pianist, specializing in
the art of counterpoint (or was, up until a couple of years ago, when I
lost access to a piano - one of the heartbreaks of my life.)
I also have read widely - from Tolkein when I was six (I'm not lying), to
War and Peace when I was sixteen. I don't have much time for reading now,
but I am always on the lookout to learn about a new religion, or culture,
or philosophy. I attribute my ample vocabulary, nearly flawless grammar
and spelling, and flow of wording to the perpetual reading I did as a
teenager. (The four languages helped, too.)
It is a pity that I never had the opportunity to go to college, although
the quality of my schooling left me far more educated than most college
graduates. According to every teacher and mentor I have had, I could
excell in just about any field I chose. Instead, I am working 45 hour
weeks in a factory to put food in my daughter's mouth and a roof over her
head. This leaves me little time or energy for continued schooling,
although I try, every so often, to crack open the old math books I had my
mother buy me for a birthday a few years ago. I am hoping that eventually,
I will be able to make an opportunity for myself to continue learning, if
not for a better career, then at least for learning's own sake.
Since I cannot attend college, I try to learn as much as I can where I am.
I was not content to simply remain a factory assembler. Within a year, I
convinced my supervisor to let me learn more technical aspects of the job,
which I mastered so quickly that, within two months, my work was preferred
over people who have been working at that position for years. I have the
respect of the company engineers, and, in previous factory jobs, I even had
the resident mad inventor come to me now and then to brainstorm on new
gadgets.
And as for my dirty footprints all over the world, well, it's hard to speak
for myself. I just know that I have really only created two enemies in the
circle of people I encounter. One is a high-school drop-out who lives by
taking advantage of people, and the other is an old woman who feels
threatened by my success in my workplace. Everyone else - my boss, my
other co-workers, my landlord, my family, my neighbors (the ones that we
didn't catch stealing our cable), my old teachers, even my old
church-members, all of them like and respect me.
I am sorry if your list of aquaintances and accomplishments fails to subdue
me into a proper respect for your gift of correction. I fail to see why
the fact that you know intelligent people means that I must lie down and
accept your opinions as fact. To continue the analogy, I have seen no
proof that you actually know more about antiques than I, and I have yet to
see (online or off) that my own ability to judge value from trash is
faulty.
Would you really have any respect for someone who merely said "yessir" to
someone who, without credentials, tried to tell them what was wrong with
them and how to fix it?
I know my intelligence and my value as a person. I also know my
imperfections. I also know some of the other people in this site - their
values and imperfections. One phantom voice out of the dark mists of the
internet is most certainly not going to shake me.
You have made me question myself, both as a person, and as a member of this
web community. You have made me question myself, and I have answered my
own questions to my satisfaction. Are my answers to your satisfaction?
And can you tell me why I should even care?
____________________ "You can tell by the scars on my arms and the cracks in my hips and
the
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carefullest
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of
girls." - Dresden Dolls, "Girl Anachronism"
VampCourt
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posted on 10/8/2004 at 05:33 AM
Abbadon: I wasnt going for popularity, Nore am i afraid of insults, I was
just making a remark that of all the times i have seen you say something in
these forums, it was quick and insulting. Which, i never really understood,
so i basically looked at you like some random grumpy old man (now i really
dont know for sure if your are a old man or not, but thats the image i got
in my head) And now i see you are taking to time to explain yourself moreso
than you ever have.
____________________ "Thou shalt not be afraid of the dark, nor of graveyards nor ghosts nor
the
devil, for thou art scarey and mean." -The Goth commandments
By mentioning my comment you didn't pass over it, so there. And it was
crass. Crass is my specialty. Not to mention, it's true.
You can educate yourself and be educated till you are blue in the face, but
it doesn't make you intelligent. Who are these geniouses you hang about
with? Why? Where? How does that make you special? Or smart? Or better?
Should I just take your word for it? I don't think so.
Rude and stupid is as rude and stupid does, and you're guilty of your own
image till you prove otherwise. I could care less what and how much you've
read or studied or what your I.Q. is when you randomly pop up here and
there with braindead inflamatory one liner blanket statements aimed at
everyone. 99.9% (excluding the slightly revelatory larger submissions
you've made lately) of anything you've ever said or done is like someone
trying to shoot a hole in a dime at 100 yards with buckshot.
Know why few here "understand" or "accept" you? Because you're impossible
to understand. Not in an existential way, not in a superior genious type
of way, but because you've given nothing for us to base acceptance or
rejection ON other than random, sporradic trolling, irrelevant blanket
statements, and trite tired one line antagonizing. When you behave like a
bra snapping 8 year old, don't get pissy when the girls leave you out of
the teaparty. Perhaps if you'd made any sort of effort since you first
showed up, not to FIT in, not even to get ALONG, but to give something more
than a prickish swaggering attitude, things might be much, much different.
And if you don't want to give that, then why bother at all? I would
honestly like to know why you bother, for real. If you just get off on
being an offputting jerk, then just say so. If you're actually trying to
participate socially but you're a social retard, then just say so. If it's
so goddamned mucky, murky, and below you, why soil your feet.
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Abbadon
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posted on 11/8/2004 at 02:56 AM
Schizo: Thank you. I have succeeded in what I set out to do. It is
unimportant what your answer means to me, but are you happy with it? I
sincerely hope so. You are one of the poeple I am sad to have angered in my
time here, you seem more open and pensive than most. I respect and admire
your views, however I am aware that no amount of compliment (which will no
doubt ber percieved as flattery) will make you revoke any opinion you hold
of me.
Vamp court: I was only kidding you mate! No harm done I hope.
Bettie_x: I have still more to learn about you. The only way I see to
achieve that is through aregument, but I am to elated today to wish to set
myself in that frame of mind. Please excuse my reply till a slightly later
date.
BB to you all.
Abbadon
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Schizo
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posted on 11/8/2004 at 03:24 AM
Or course neither flattery nor comment will change my opinion of you. I
don't choose my friends over how much they like me. Incedentally, I don't
even choose them over their power to debate, although I do value that
quality.
Do you know why I hold a low opinion of you? If you read my posts, I think
you do, but let me restate it.
I hold nothing for contempt for do-gooders. I don't care if you are just
trying to "open our eyes" to our own faults. It's none of your business.
I don't care if my house is full of trash - it's not your place to come and
clean it.
When someone enters my house (or website), then it IS my business to assess
their positive and negative characteristics. I can tell them to pick up
their trash or leave. But when I am in someone else's house (or again,
website), then the most I can do without being a prick is to ask them to
pick up trash. And if they don't, then I can leave, or shut up about
it.
This is why I despise you. I don't care how intelligent you are, your
sheer nosiness and your over-blown self-importance make me want to
vomit.
And that's not even covering the issue of whether Shmeng is really so
disgustingly littered to begin with. Obviously, you and I have vastly
different notions of the quality of Shmeng's housekeeping. Obviously, you
and I value vastly different things. But the thing is, that doesn't really
matter. Because, in this website, I have the authority and the
accompanying responsibility to judge content, and you do not.
So I will continue to throw out what I consider refuse, and to maintain
what I consider valuable in this website.
____________________ "You can tell by the scars on my arms and the cracks in my hips and
the
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dents in my car and the blisters on my lips that I'm not the
carefullest
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of
girls." - Dresden Dolls, "Girl Anachronism"
Abbadon
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posted on 11/8/2004 at 03:46 AM
It seems that I have no roads left untravelled. Every direction I take
leads to failure. The life of the devil'd advocate is a friendless one, and
I have always been fated to walk my road alone. I have tried with
spontenaity, I have tried with argument, I have tried with encouragement.
But you had reached your opinions long ago, and my attempts to provide
alternatives to your ideas would always be fruitless. Whether I am
beligerant, or whether I respond to a post in a similar way to everybody
else, I am still targeted by aggression. So I wonder, if, as some of you
have, you choose to ignore everything I write. Or simply refuse to give
even a moments thought to the arguments I present. Why am I still here? You
have the power. Get rid of my opinion, it is too different for you to even
consider. I am no use to you. I hope this ends now.
Blessed be.
Abbadon
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callei
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posted on 11/8/2004 at 09:37 AM
Abb, I can tell your break time is almost over since this is the same line
that you tend to take time and again at the end of one of your tantrums.
You have included way more words this time that you usually do, I admit,
but you have just said the same thing that you said the last three or four
times you showed up, spazzed, then limped away licking yourself inflicted
wounds.
Since you are being so much more talkative this summer, I would ask you to
define and support the terms you used in this. I really want to know what a
devil’d advocate is? A poetic turn of phrase? A typo? I really want to know
how spontaneity plays a role in your posts. They seem timed hedged about by
your own personal rules to me and I would love to know how my perception
differs from yours. I have seen argument from you the last 2 times you have
“appeared”, but not in the sense of “debate” or “well argued position” but
rather in the sense of the argument teenagers have with their parents about
not being able to stay out all night. I also am curious about your
definition of encouragement. Do you mean the times that you have encouraged
other people to take drugs to get even dumber, to shut up, and to think
that you are the coolest person? (I am paraphrasing some of your posts
here) Or do you mean something else? If you have been encouraging to
others on this site, again, I think I may somehow overlooked those
statements and I would love to know what I missed.
As a last note, the comment “I am still targeted by aggression” makes me
giggle. Did you think that people would “spontaneously” forget the
aggressive, hateful things you have said to them, just because you have
forgotten? Did you think that you could wear down other people’s opinions
by berating them a few times a year? And how is this response, this effect,
any different than your posts, your cause. I find it somewhat baffling that
someone that lashes out at nearly everyone, calling them names, telling
them they are stupid and evil, bashing their jokes, wishing them bad luck
and early death would expect kindness and respect in return. I would really
like to know WHY you think people here should feel thankful for your abuse?
Why your ideas, unarticulated and bile-ridden as they often are, should be
held as more “valuable” than those of people who at least explain their
ideas.
You have said here that you have traveled all roads and none take you where
you want to go. There are two main places that this is incorrect; You have
not tried all roads and you don’t seem to want to be here anyways. You
haven’t tried apologizing, non-aggressive curiosity, forgiveness, or
letting the dead past bury its past, to name a few un-trod roads. What you
have not stated, ever, is where it is that you wanted those roads to lead
you? To new friends? To the respect of strangers? To help with a school
paper? To a new lover? To something fun to do online between classes? Deep
conversation about medieval politics and where they have impacted modern
politics? This is, I think one of the saddest things, that you have some
“need” from this site, from the people here, and you cant articulate that
need to the people you want to fill that need for you.
We know you are thin-skinned; it is one of the many things that make us
shake our heads about you and feel pity. We know you need attention and a
sense of belonging. We know that you are stressed out and trying to flex
your mental muscles. We know you aren’t thrilled with everything in your
life. If we don’t ban other teenagers just for being bitchy teenagers, why
would we do it to you? We don’t ban them for misquoting things,
plagiarizing things, and having a bad day. We do tell them they are being
noisy and to knock it off. That is, really, the same thing we have been
telling you.
Just because you are starting to figure out how you want to live your life,
doesn’t mean that you also have to figure out how everyone else should live
their lives. Just because you are starting to build yourself respect based
on your own independent deeds, doesn’t mean anyone else has to respect you,
just because you aren’t 17 anymore. Just because you have learned to use
more words, does mean that you are any more articulate or communicative
than you have been. IT just means that your spazzing takes up more space on
the screen.
No one has made you a “victim” on this site. We haven’t banned you
partially because we know how serious shunning is to the human mind. If we
are committing a cruelty, it is that we are killing with kindness. We don’t
support your self-image of “hated, misunderstood victim/genius/loner”. I am
using the (giggle) royal “we” here, but if you go back over alllll the
responses you have gotten on this site, you will see that a large
percentage of them say things like “ah, be nice to the kid, its got finals”
and “wow, he must be having a bad day, let him babble” and “wow, that was
funny. Do it again”. And I am sorry for you, I know its hard to be a martyr
when no one will persecute you.
____________________ Real goths wear silver and crosses to keep the werewolves and vampires
away.
Abbadon you've got way more to learn about me ( and other people) than you
can even begin to know. And the silly thing about your statement is that
you never ever TRIED. When all you do is pick a fight, sonny, a fight is
what you'll get with me.
Want to know a little about me without a fight? I'll indulge, I'm drinking
cheap beer and smoking cheap cigarettes and sweltering in 80% humidity in
the evergreen state.
I'm in an ever so indulgent mood. Pull up a chair.
My name is Laurie. I was born april 18th, 1980, one month to the hour
after mt. st. helen's exploded. I live in the pacific northwest,
specifically washington, the state that has raised the two most notorious
serial killers in american history. My first memory is plastic walls and a
hot light. My first real word was donut. I was the first kid in my peer
group to read, and the first in my grade (2nd) to read chaptered books. I
suck at math, always have, always will. The driver was an Aries, and he
laughed until he saw the cold blue steel of little Elvis. I've been obese,
and I've been disgustingly thin. In that order. I'm naturally blonde, I
like old country and black metal and tofu. I'm a pussy for orphaned
animals, and I feed those I can't catch and find homes for. My husband was
my first real boyfriend, and I married at 21. I'm a social retard and
loath meeting new people. I'm a mean boss but a good co-worker. I work
retail. I dress funny. I like monster trucks, redneck bars, bad beer and
karaoke. I can perfectly execute the Axel Rose "slide" from the Welcome to
the Jungle video. I'm a Satanist with a passion for religion and a vegan
hell bent for pleather. I'm fluent in ebonics. I paint. I draw. I'm not
happy unless I'm PISSED OFF. I have a cat named Delia, and one that just
turned 20 named Razzy. I also have a weenie dog named holly, and three
rats named Alice, Lilly, and Darla. Last night I ate a dinner that was 90%
from my garden in my back yard. I'm addicted to cigarettes and Stephen
King's "gunslinger" novels. I've written hate letters to Benji from good
charlotte. I collect teacups. i am a fountain of bizarre useless
information.
I think that's about it. Satisfied?
____________________ Trapped in time. Surrounded by evil. Low on gas.
Domkitten
Fanatic
Posts: 470 Registered: 23/9/2002 Status: Offline
posted on 11/8/2004 at 10:33 PM
bettie, didn't you say you would stab a fork in the eye of the next person
to say blessed be to you? I got a fork all sharp and ready for you, if
you'd like to have at it.
____________________ It's like kegel exercises for your throat.~Monolycus