SudsyFist

Seen the fetish and squirting. Ewww. So is that it?

Not to mention that my chow gives better head. I mean, seriously, what the hell was all that home video hooplah about?

I warned you to wrap it, after all, I'd just got back from the festival, but you just dove right on in. Told ya so.

I'm a linguist, dork.

You don't have to trust me.

*giggling* Just post it.

Long, soft, flowing brown hair?

Do you have an image? I'm presuming it's cyrillic...

Bill? Are you the guy who figured out how to store three golf bags in the 5-series's trunk? And diagrammed it?

Dude, I just said, "I'm totally comfortable saying we don't know whether there was a beginning." WTF?

No condescension, express or implied. EDIT: I apologize for making you feel as such. I may be a smartass 99.99999% of the time, but I've my moments of sincerity. My previous post on this thread being one of them. And on that note, I'll step out now. I hope you have a pleasant rest of evening.

Why? I mean, really, why? Have you read much on quantum theory? The sort of stuff that goes on at the subatomic level might blow your mind: it defies everything we consider logical by our measly ten-fingered minds. I'm totally comfortable saying we don't know whether there was a beginning (as we understand the term). And I'm glad there are some pretty smart people actively and objectively pursuing an answer to that very question.

By whose absolute measure? The Earth as the center of the universe was considered quite objective at its time. And psychology is a far less exact science than physics or astronomy. The same was said about the Jews. And the Armenians. And the Tutsis. I'm sorry for whatever you went through in life to which you reacted with such strong feelings against other human beings, RL. I truly hope you can heal and be free once and for all from those heavy, confining shackles.

Dude, it's sloppy thirds after Greg and Eric. C'mon!!!

This is how a Brundle-fly eats...

I... could... help you with that.

I just called Spago (yes, stored in my mobile... how stereotypically pretentious Californian is that?), and they said everything's OK. Oh, and tonight's lamb dish sounds heavenly. What to do, what to do...

I was fortunate to have you as a fan, however ephemeral it was.

You know, much of your argument stings of prejudice. Deeply rooted, bugger-all-if-my-life-wasn't-completely-fucked-by-them prejudice. I've heard similar things from those who grew up in neighborhoods bordering those of niggers. And fags. The world's not binary, babe. There's no magic switch, no clear line where you're safe on one side and sociopathic on the other. There are gradations, colors, dimensions. There are people on this board with whom I'm sure you'd enjoy interacting on almost every level. Put them in a specific situation, though, and they may react in such a way that would make your flesh crawl, remind you of every moment of misanthropic pain you've ever felt. Indeed, you may even, then, consider them as less-than-human at that point, not worthy of the resources they consume, much less being kept alive. But I tell you this, RL: for every such person across whom you might come, there are those who very well may think the same about you. There's nothing against you in my saying this; it's all about subjectivity. Subjectivity. Bite in the ass. Different perspectives. Different interpretations. Different beliefs. Add to that a dash of the unknown. Don't just call me pessimist; try and read between the lines: do we really know everything about everything at this point? Wasn't there a time not too long ago that the home of the tuberculosis patient was a sanitarium? Who is to say that the sociopath is absolutely untreatable? Why in the hell are there so many very smart, diligent people pursuing exactly that right at this moment? Who is to say that what may seem like sociopathy in one light may not be the expression of other issues from another? Whose right is it to say that a sociopath isn't worth the air they breathe? Fuck all, I know I have my issues, and I'm humble enough to say I don't have a fucking leg to stand on there. Shall we then extend the thorny branch to those afflicted with Down Syndrome, as well? I mean, fuck, how many of them end up productive in society versus those who consume and kick and scream and claw their ways through life? Fuck one, fuck all, right? Wrong. The very reason why we react to murder so harshly is because life is so very precious to most of us. To many, it is a divine gift. To others, it's simply something we just don't take away from others, like a cigarette or a piece of chicken off the plate, by virtue of its precious nature. Until, that is, we're incited enough to overlook it. When someone takes the toy we were playing with on the park playground, we throw sand in their eyes. When our biology teacher makes us feel like shit in front of everyone in the class, we vandalize their property. When someone really pisses us off on a phone call, we scream, "FUCK YOU!" and hang up on them. When someone says something hurtful about one of our late friends, we punch them in the mouth. I really thought at some point we'd grow the fuck up. EDIT: spuhlin.

...PORN. Amateur: Hairy. Fat. Ugly. Buy a fuckin' razor. My Wife: Old. Wrinkly. Gross. Die already. My Girlfriend: Gross. Cute: Gross. Sweety: Gross. Exotic: Brown. As in paper. Angel: 30+yo w/pigtails and tweak-induced smile. Brit/British: HUUUUUGE tracts of land. Oh, did I mention saggy and droopy? Baseball Bat: Yep. First Time: Nope. Kissing: No action. I repeat, no action. Anyone else have any useful ones to add?

I smell trouble.

Umm, maybe a little more tenderly than that... So I guess my wood rasp is out of the question?

No, they aren't. They lack the essential qualities of a human being. What, like 23 pairs of chromosomal goodness? Bipedal locomotion? Jeepers creepers, RL, you're frightening me here.

"Well, I hope you have enough room for my fist..."

blah, blah, blah... send me the link ya buttmuncher. Not until I'm finished with them.