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luva - 2005-02-24 22:29:53
hey! how did you get in my closet, and why did i give you away?
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Harlemrain - 2005-02-24 23:12:49
I had a crush on my high school's geek. He wasn't "Funneh Shite" though, he was just a cute geek.
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awittykitty - 2005-02-25 01:49:02
my quote on your page involves tea leaves in my pubic hair...ha, ha. Nice to be remembered for something memorable, isn't it? :-)
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angelpunkk - 2005-02-25 04:23:04
haha! look! im in there! ahh, life sucks. i hate everybody. except gerg cause... well just because. i keep my reasons to myself. muhahaha...
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bethany - 2005-02-25 11:44:11
what a great idea. i am honored to be a fan. you make me happy in my pants.
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Gumphood - 2005-02-25 12:08:33
I like the "p" banner...but I'd put the "thats what you think" on the other side.
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Klugarsh - 2005-02-25 12:23:13
I love going over people's profile comments about MEEEEE as well. You're right, it's very much like a yearbook. But my point is more this; I saw the quote, "I'm left with a quandary. What do I say to the server who says 'enjoy your meal' after they set it down? Should I say 'You, too!' How about that?" & it reminded me of one of my favourite stories.

I was going to school (briefly) in San Francisco, at some freaky, crunched out alterna-college. The students were a fairly representative cross-section of the population of any other school (pierced punks & HOT Jewish girls [I dunno, I'm Really into zaftig Jewish girls]), except for one thing... all the fucking hippies.

The writer in residence was Neelie Cherkovski (fka Neely Cherry), who's primary contribution to american literature is a biography of Bukowski, and whose photo can be found on the library "American Writers" poster on the same row as Henry Rollins. So there I was at the orientation evening, there were stacks of pizza everywhere, and all had cheese on them, many even had meat. I thunk unto mine self, "Whaaaa? All the patchouli reekin' hippies, and there's not a single pizza without cheese? Madness!" So I did approacheth the dean and unto him I said, "Hey man, how ya doin'? Look, there aren't by chance any pizzas without cheese are there?"

He seemed confused, befuddled & dismayed that someone was speaking to him. I think the DMT had probably just kicked in, and I had turned into some sort of venomous lizard, intent on devouring his fat, middle-aged, hippie ass because he hadn't gotten the right kind of pizza. Through the paralysis of fear, he spoke, "Uhhh... no. No, we've been meaning to do that for a long time, but just haven't gotten it together to do it."

Qua? Haven't gotten it together? To tell the cat on the phone that two of the 17 pizzas you just ordered should be without cheese? Is this the sort of thing that requires months of meetings? Focus groups? Fund raising drives? Animal testing?

Holy Christ...

I just smiled to myself though, not feeling the need to confuse the poor man any further. "Well, that's alright." I said. "I have faith in you man."

Exactly The Wrong Thing... He looked like I'd just taken a bite out of his sister, but had to keep his shit together for the sake of the kids. "I, uh..." He stammered forth, fighting the fact that his teeth were melting out of his mouth, and into my eyes, where they would devour his soul. "I have faith in you too."

And he just wantered off, because the trip had gotten too fucking heavy, and it was time for a serious re-evaluation session, while fetal, under his desk.
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gerg69 - 2005-02-25 12:56:31
Klug, you have the best comments of ANYONE! They are'eth entrys in themselves.
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awittykitty - 2005-02-25 20:35:24
Ha, ha, I just went back and reread my note. I said "My quote on your page", when I actually meant "Your quote on my page..." See what happens when you give space aliens your d'land password. They go in and make you look like a dork (really my true identity, if truth were to be told).
I liked your idea though. It was kind of high school yearbookish. I think the strangest thing anyone ever wrote in my yearbook was a boy who wrote, "I signed your crack". He had written it where the pages of the book attach to the spine. Ummm, ok. Of course, I had also signed this nerdy boy's book, "I really enjoyed our time in the back seat of the car." We had ridden together once in someone's car. I think he was really thrilled to have a girl write that in his yearbook.
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onewetleg - 2005-02-26 22:04:20
that's a good idea greg. can i do that too? hmm. why yes, i think i can!
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gir - 2005-02-27 17:38:06
you should make a CD.
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