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[Ultimo:[b/] Actually yeah... I have them saved on my hard drive. Colossal:[b/] Don't get me wrong, I like Kevin, the dark tipper, too. He's cool, along with Leo on Call For Help. Call for help is an invaluable resource for me, and I'll tune into the Screen Savers to watch Bert Monroy]

Ultimo:[b/] Actually yeah... I have them saved on my hard drive. 

Colossal:[b/] Don't get me wrong, I like Kevin, the dark tipper, too.  He's cool, along with Leo on Call For Help.  Call for help is an invaluable resource for me, and I'll tune into the Screen Savers to watch Bert Monroy

Edited:  ...another stupid post.

Resident Evil.  Silent Hill.  Anything scary or with zombies.

You're funny, releasethefrogs...

You remind me of this one kid, Jerome Gipp, that I know... you even kinda look like him...

For that simple reason, I can't hate you...

Edited:  I don't know why I put such stupid shit in here...

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Yeah, I didn't like how much the word "God" came up at the meeting... the meeting was held in a church, to boot.  They open each meeting with a prayer, and I was all like, "...uh... do I hafta pray?..."  It was also kind of difficult for me to actually say, "Hi, I'm Sully, and I'm an alcoholic."

But the people there were cool.  I actually saw someone I knew there.  I can't do the whole 90 meetings in 90 days thing like they had suggested, but I'll definetly be going to the next scheduled meeting in Clintonville.

I know depression is also a disease, I'm not going to argue that... unfortunately it's an uncurable one.  The only treatment for it is for a doctor to give you some pills...  In my case, I'd be fighting alcoholism with prescription drugs.  Sounds a little odd, don't it?

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I never really had a dad growing up.  I had an unreasonable facsimile for a stepfather, who would take me fishing or something once in a great blue moon.  But, all he really did the entire time was bitch at me, work, and sleep.  My mom is now married to a nicer guy who would have made a great father figure for me, but now that I'm a grown man... it kinda feels like too little too late.

My mom on the other hand... she was pretty much my mom AND my dad during the entire time I was growing up.  I don't really feel like she accepted me too much.

I was different when I was a child, my mom always used to say, "What happened to you?  You always used to be such a happy little boy..."  That is true.  But the "terrible teens" can really mess with a person.  14 came around and I started cussing, started getting piercings, started listening to what she called "satanic music".  She wasn't happy with any of that.

The one thing that really irks me about all of it, is how nothing I ever did was good enough for her.  I'd get a C in one of my classes; I'd say, "At least I'm passing...", she'd say, "You're smarter than that."  When I was 19, I dated a girl who was a year older than me, and she had 2 kids.  Somehow, that didn't sit too well with my mom, she didn't want me getting involved with something like that... I just had to kind of ask myself, "What about what I want?"

I still don't feel like my mom accepts me, and I don't really feel like she ever will.

It's kind of funny, they say that a young man will date a woman who is most like his mother (or a young woman will date a man who is most like her father).  I just got out of a year and a half long relationship with a girl who never accepted me and loved me just because I was me.  She was always trying to change me and wanted me to do things her way. AND!... (omfg)... the guilt trips she would lay on me... looking back now, I think she has a lot more in common with my mom than I really noticed before.

Hey, Schbaz... I found it.

It's an article in the February 2003 issue of Guitar World in an article about the 25 wierdest guitarists of all time.

The man's name was Hound Dog Taylor.  Here is what the article read...

Born with six fingers on each hand, Theodore Roosevelt "Hound Dog" Taylor once drunkenly tried to remove his extra digits with a razor blade.  Thankfully, he was only partially successful, leaving his left hand intact to execute his wild Elmore James-on-crystal meth slide runs.  Despite his clownish stage persona, Hound Dog loved to fight with his bandmates, and even wounded HouseRockers guitarist Brewer Phillips with a handgun when one dissing sessions got out of hand.  A devotee of $50 pawn shop guitars and busted amps, Hound Dog rarely practiced, and he never performed sober.  "When I die," he sagely predicted, "they'll say, 'He couldn't play shit, but her sure made it sound good!'".

That's kinda wild.  I'd like to find out what band this guy was in, and maybe hear some of his stuff...

Symptoms of DHMO ingestion can include excessive sweating and urination, and possibly a bloated feeling, nausea, vomiting and body electrolyte imbalance. For those who have become dependent, DHMO withdrawal means certain death.

Shut up, dude... you're scaring me...

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Ooh-ha-ha...

You had me fooled... yoooooooooo bastard.....

I'm one step ahead of you, dude.

Wasn't  Demorgon griping about something similar a little while back?

I don't mean to gripe about something so stupid and insignificant...

But someone's been messing with my posts and profile.

Yes, it's stupid to even care... but someone's been going through my stuff and making minute changes.  Little things that you wouldn't notice unless you look really close.

With acronyms they change things... like "I" becomes "eye",  "T" becomes "tee"...

Take this for example, I was looking through my old threads, and I spotted this...

"On another note:  I don't understand why the you.S. is the last country on the planet to use FPS...  "

The you.S.?  Look at my sig, too...  I didn't write "south of heaven... are.I.P."

Look, who ever you are... you think you're being cute?  Fuckin knock it off...  I don't like people messing with my shit.

I don't know who would do something like this... (obviously they know it's going to irritate me).  I know I've been acting like a jerk lately, but that doesn't warrant someone messing with me.

I've narrowed it down to three possibilities....
1.  a hacker, a pimply-faced nerd with Buddy Holly glasses and no girlfriend who sits in his basement pissing off people on the internet to make himself feel better.
2. a moderator, I don't know why any moderator on here would feel the need to try and make me look stupid... that and the only person I've pissed off around here lately is Mr. Colossal... I really don't think Eric would waste his time doing something so pointless.
3.  My ex-girlfriend... she knows I hate her... and she knows all of my passwords... she could easily go in and alter things as she pleases... but why would she?  She's probably too busy screwing her other ex-boyfriend...

Any thoughts?

The problem with implementing a quote database is that all of a sudden, people start trying their darnest to come up with witty, quotable stuff.

...'nuff said.

Sorry for diggin' up an old post, but I recently had something to share in here.

I woke up today with a bruise on my heart.
How did I know that today the world would fall apart?
I won't forget the lies you told me, or the cruel words you said,
The cutting sound of your voice keeps echoing through my head.
How can I love someone so much, and hate them just the same?
Never again will I call out your name.
Was that me getting angry?... you must be mistaken...
That was the sound of my heart breaking.
I don't want to sleep tonight because I don't want to face tomorrow,
Now, all I'm left with is an empty pocket, and many months worth of sorrow.


I know it sucks, and it isn't finished either.Ã,  I just don't care enough to try and remember the rest of it.

I haven 't read a damn thing that's been posted, but one little tidbit I noticed...

When you search a forum member alphabetically, if you click on, say, "F", you get one half "E"s and one half "F"s.

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Debbie Does Dallas.

I seriously thought she was going to go around and screw every single guy in Dallas...   The name doesn't even fit.  She only screwed Mr. Greenfield at the end of the movie...

I have seen purple license plate borders before.. And if you don't know what that means, it's sort of a universal signal of a gay person..

I don't know, around here it's a rainbow sticker on their car or something.  I thought the rainbow was the universal sign for a gay person.

Hell yeah, I'm startin' up a posse...

I just heard today about this bar in the next town over that makes reubens.  I'm heading out there tuesday ('cuz that's the only night they make them there).