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and.. really.. I can't find any educated words for these numbnuts past "morons".. look what they threw away.. and all we wanted to do is to just go to friggin church.. you'd think it were a crime.. I mean really.. just learn a little about god.. make some kind of difference somewhere.. but NOOOOOO... it can't just be "that"..

The ironic part of all of this.. assuming he's REALLY working for ups.. somebody thought he was worth about 50k a year or so unloading trucks.. must have been an ex or currently in wayfer..

maybe.. they should have named the production.. "how I stopped worrying, and learned to love the boob, *ahem*, the bomb.." what a frigging moron.. no wonder all he can do now is unload trucks.. sowie.. sometimes I can't help myself..

have to read it in the "original".. Atheletes of the spurt (Satan's Alley).. in a very suggestive way in the "production".. he *did* the seed lady.. I understand he *did* most (or at least a lot) of the female dancers in that little "production".. hmm.. one born of the false gawd's seed.. why not.. he should have.. stood "firm".. denied them his essence.. deprived them of his precious bodily fluids.. grain alcohol and rainwater may have saved him..

No place to go isn't so bad. At least its some place..

I haven't exactly looked them up.. maybe the answer is "no". Of course, I've been too busy to even watch the nightly news.. who in particular? Of course with the customary blockage with random characters if they aren't or weren't twi board members? Oh.. good to see you again at the cafe, mrs. coffee..

500+ members.. and a LOT of names I know. No, I won't join anytime soon.. some of them so young. I didn't look far enough to see if v2p2 was there.. probably I would imagine.. all the other relatives are.. or at least "most".. and even one I would not have counted on..

Maybe soon, he can say.. "I have no friends.." that's generally where this line of thought goes. One swift kick on the way out of da organization, and all the friends some of these guys will have will be on a facebook site worshipping vp or something..

I had one of those.. about six or seven frames of herr foundational class on 16mm film.. I gave it to somebody here on gs a couple of years back. I was ready to throw out the last "relic" I had of waydom.. something told me no.. and somebody apparently wanted it for something.. well.. like anything else toxic.. its now their problem, not mine..

I dunno. Godzilla is "prettier". At least in my opinion..

Maybe they would rather you put the new ideas in their suggestion box..

Well, what can you say.. we're all Bozos on this bus...

Neon is a noble gas..

and lets not forget.. j*P. was he not in the middle of this foray? now offers a "sanitized" little cult in pa's name and in the case of the younger "participant".. gramps history..

Animals without backbones hid from each other or fell down. Clamasaurs and oysterettes appeared as appetizers. Then came the sponges, which sucked up about ten percent of all life. Hundreds of years later, in the Late Devouring period, fish became obnoxious. Trilobites, chiggerbites and mosquitoes collided aimlessly in the dense gas. Finally, edible plants sprang up in rows, giving birth to generations of insecticides and other small, dying creatures.

Yes, good night dear friend..

Strange is good.. really, it is..

I'm thinking of quoting something from the Grateful Dead.. sometimes the light all shinin on meee... other times I can barely see... lately it occurs to me.. I'm not complaining.. maybe thats what I need.. a long, strange, trip..

more disturbing is to come up with a mind picture of this without anything prompting some kind of "flashback".. maybe its just "inspiration" or something.. rosie on stage reminds me more of the last ten minutes of Pink Floyd's The Wall.. amazing similarities. And at the end, its the next generation, the kids are left picking up the ruins..

Nor can one make a silk purse from a rosie's *ahem* sows ear, either.

sounds pretty Daffy to me..

I've always wanted one of those.. One of the stranger pets.. is it, or isn't it..