Registered: May 2002
Location: No. California
Posts: 4175

You lurking piece of shit. Get over yourself. I know you read this shit. I thought by now you'd have joined up and start leaving some of your own literary turds here, but goddamn it, you just keep poking your head in here like some retarded kid checking out his sister through the keyhole while she gets dressed up for her johns.

Then fucking eons go by where I don't hear from you until one night you call me when you're at that certain fine line between spouting gibberish and the floor slapping you upside the head and we have long barking "conversations" about arglebargle that happened over half our lives ago. What the fuck is that?

I mean, think about it for a minute. We were best friends all through high school, in Sudden California in the 70's. Longhair guitar players. Before sex could kill you, and we were young semen-dispensers. Hell, we could easily talk about pussy and keep that particular line of dialog going for the rest of our lives, instead of dredging up the ones that got away or girlfriends that I stuck the PRIDE up without your consent.

Shit, man. You hit on Susie, and now I wish you had fucked her just so we could get past the thing about Becky. I HAD to fuck Becky and you know it. We had been hanging out together for almost a year while she was making up her mind about getting rid of her dumbass boyfriend.

Then you came along and she spit-shined your johnson immediately and dumped dumbass about the same time with a measly phone call, and they fucking LIVED TOGETHER. I mean, come on. Then later she took the fucking ferry about fifty miles just so she could bat those big brown eyes and me and coo. And I lied about it to save our friendship. Okay, since we're here. It was incredible, worth every moment. Yup, I fucked that girl silly and she came like a pro, again and again and again, so there. But I admitted that 15 years ago.

Jesus, a couple decades later she ain't with either of us, so what's your point?

Now I feel really weird because you talk about the asylum. What, you didn't think I'd figure it out, ya fucking moron? Get in here and cut loose, you chunk of throwup. Go eat a bowl of fuck. And call me every once in a while when you're sober. I think you might enjoy it. I know I sure as fuck will.

See, ya went and pissed me off. I never thought you were the sniveling lurker type. I guess times change, huh?

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Registered: Jul 2000
Location: Sedona, Arizona
Posts: 18823

I guess you told him.

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Registered: Jul 2000
Location: A New England
Posts: 9166

Is this about Mike Nesmith again?

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Registered: Jul 2000
Location: London
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Originally posted by Peter_Torque
Get in here and cut loose, you chunk of throwup. Go eat a bowl of fuck.

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Registered: Jan 2001
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"Is this about Mike Nesmith again?"

Must .. post more .. gain points .. in order to award them.

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Registered: Oct 2000
Location: Dumbfucksville!
Posts: 12164

I guess I should never have changed my name from shitstain to GoFuckYourselves!!

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Registered: Aug 2000
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Reading that was like eavesdropping on a stranger's phone conversation.

Or like watching someone dump his imaginary friend. Not sure which, but oddly entertaining.

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Registered: Aug 2000
Location: Canada
Posts: 1726

That was beautiful.

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Registered: Jul 2000
Location: Bangor, ME
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At least I know this isn't me he is talking about.

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