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Jan 19, 2018 05:24PM
Pro, fassure. If you give em some more money you can be a special guest at their annual fun convention, get some Genesee in a plastic cup, ang get your picture taken with Zit Butt himself.
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Does he really have zits on his butt?
Definitely on the cleavage and a hint in the crack.
What would it take for you to self publish?
Learning how to put it on Amazon myself.
When I start taking this seriously. I won't be 45 until next year.
When I can figure out how to get that free derelict distribution.
Oh, yeah, yeah. When I find a better way to meet brain dead chicks.
Used to be able to get a job at a mental institution.
Good old days are gone. Closed em all down and they're like all over the place now.
I'm trying to set the Guiness book record for most consecutive unrequited posts on one GR thread. This is a peace offering to Hackle who has permission to use this for another jerko book. So, please do not break the string.
ConK wrote: "Don't mind me. I'll just be having a four way conversation with myself here."Far be it from me to come butting in!
And sorry Doogie. Arthur just had to fuck up the attempt at a beautiful thing. Bastard thinks he owns the fucking place. But, even though you can't copy most of it, maybe you can do something with the concept.
............... Ummnnnn; that's like the idea, theme, or other non-existent bullshit you tell the TV interviewers about after you sell 8,000 books.
YO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
............... Ummnnnn; that's like the idea, theme, or other non-existent bullshit you tell the TV interviewers about after you sell 8,000 books.
YO DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
There may have been a viewer. For the safety of the planet as well as their own this deranged person should be promptly located and taken into North Korean custody.
Excellent trolling day today. Expect deletion tomorrow, but it's so much fun.
Arthur is a Hittite.
P.S. That this is now the rough equivalent of Turkey is purely chance.
P.S. That this is now the rough equivalent of Turkey is purely chance.
I think I'm bering murdered. Aaaaaaaaargh.
In continuation of the abandoned book project, here's the opening of "An Imaginary Western." This thread's ilk will likely beg me to continue, but I don't feel like it. Phhhttt.
Chapter 1
The world was all green until yesterday. Tracker Oliver and Diane Forrester were both sure that it was. It was Christmas break; December 22, 1970. Yesterday was recorded for posterity in Altamont on the sixth of the same month of the prior year.
Tracker was glad to be back home in rural Lebanon Township, Hunterdon County, New Jersey. The first semester courses he had taken in his sophomore year at Ohio’s Kent State University were not electives. He opened his eyes at the first hint of daylight.
Initially, the rays came in on a severe angle over the many un-named hills. Further impeded by the rude shadows created by the leafless trees, it highlighted select spots. The selector chose to remain anonymous.
Diane was in nearby Bethlehem. She was also a
Chapter 1
The world was all green until yesterday. Tracker Oliver and Diane Forrester were both sure that it was. It was Christmas break; December 22, 1970. Yesterday was recorded for posterity in Altamont on the sixth of the same month of the prior year.
Tracker was glad to be back home in rural Lebanon Township, Hunterdon County, New Jersey. The first semester courses he had taken in his sophomore year at Ohio’s Kent State University were not electives. He opened his eyes at the first hint of daylight.
Initially, the rays came in on a severe angle over the many un-named hills. Further impeded by the rude shadows created by the leafless trees, it highlighted select spots. The selector chose to remain anonymous.
Diane was in nearby Bethlehem. She was also a
Graham? Graham? I don't suspect that you've been requested to join the Illuminati gaining riches, immortality and other stuff, but just in case they make a mistake and spam here you should be aware of some of the things they know on the intelligent threads.
They're obviously being evasive.
You know, this whole immortality thing just isn't anywhere near as great as it's cracked up to be. Of course, if you decide to opt for it, that should be your choice; perhaps unwise.
And it's not only eternal life; it's jubilation too. Goddamit, they're trying to also take away one's right to be cranky and I'd bet even surly. Party, party, party. Phhttt.
I mean look, over the course of a "normal" lifetime you pass through about six generations. And as soon as you got the thing working right another one comes along and messes it up. Then you try to figure out what kind of bug they got up the tuchis, and by the time you do and re-fix things here comes another with different bugs. Sheesh.
This doesn't even consider that by year 120 or so the wrinkles and leg pain you'll have, and that everyone you've ever loved will be dead, and you'll either be alone or stuck with the opinionated dopes from a "new" generation, ad nauseum.
And this Marchi has no friends, no books, comes from one of those feces hole countries, doesn't provide any references, and unlike every other person in the world has no internet blogspot. This sounds fishy and I'd never give them my credit card number or phony name.
I don't trust these Illuminati people. If they know everything why can't they write a little proper paragraph? I wish they'd just tell me that.
They're obviously being evasive.
You know, this whole immortality thing just isn't anywhere near as great as it's cracked up to be. Of course, if you decide to opt for it, that should be your choice; perhaps unwise.
And it's not only eternal life; it's jubilation too. Goddamit, they're trying to also take away one's right to be cranky and I'd bet even surly. Party, party, party. Phhttt.
I mean look, over the course of a "normal" lifetime you pass through about six generations. And as soon as you got the thing working right another one comes along and messes it up. Then you try to figure out what kind of bug they got up the tuchis, and by the time you do and re-fix things here comes another with different bugs. Sheesh.
This doesn't even consider that by year 120 or so the wrinkles and leg pain you'll have, and that everyone you've ever loved will be dead, and you'll either be alone or stuck with the opinionated dopes from a "new" generation, ad nauseum.
And this Marchi has no friends, no books, comes from one of those feces hole countries, doesn't provide any references, and unlike every other person in the world has no internet blogspot. This sounds fishy and I'd never give them my credit card number or phony name.
I don't trust these Illuminati people. If they know everything why can't they write a little proper paragraph? I wish they'd just tell me that.
deleted user wrote: "I'm trying to set the Guiness book record for most consecutive unrequited posts on one GR thread."How is it possible you haven't already achieved this yet?
Arthur wrote; "How is it possible you haven't already achieved this yet?"
IDK. Ask fucking Guiness. Likely got gypped like right here on .......... Ah, shit. You'll just make sarcastic fun at my blameless demise.
IDK. Ask fucking Guiness. Likely got gypped like right here on .......... Ah, shit. You'll just make sarcastic fun at my blameless demise.
Got a lot of G4 today. The net part is starting to overload, so even if I think of more hilarious stuff, it really can't go in here. So a little more filling in of words, add some pictures (takes longer than one would think) and I'll have one in the genre MG/not really MG/literary/not really literary/ pomo/not really pomo/pointless/deep meaning/talking dogs.
Also the weather is important. Should be a hit.
Also the weather is important. Should be a hit.
Let's pretend that this is actually your blog/thread. I'm sure your fans would like to know what you've been doing to justify your objectionable existence on this planet.
I don't really care myself, but every once in a while I feel obligated to do this farce.
I don't really care myself, but every once in a while I feel obligated to do this farce.
BrianFachimada wrote: "the genre MG/not really MG/literary/not really literary/ pomo/not really pomo/pointless/deep meaning/talking dogs"...of which you've surely cornered the market.
Trying. Close. Actually Manny found a predecessor who even added semi-hard sci-fi to it. Don't ya just hate these people who know everything?
I suspect you have found no justification for your objectionable existence.
I suspect you have found no justification for your objectionable existence.
BrianFachimada wrote: "I suspect you have found no justification for your objectionable existence."Hey, I never asked to be born.
I did and I think just for spite I got hatched instead.
I thought you'd really like to justify your existence on GR. I mean that's what most all GR denizens do when they're not un-justifying everyone else's.
You some kind of weirdo?
You some kind of weirdo?
BrianFachimada wrote: "I thought you'd really like to justify your existence on GR. I mean that's what most all GR denizens do when they're not un-justifying everyone else's."These days I'm far too busy writing/editing poetry and partying with the HST Girls to concern myself with such matters.
Goddam Sufi. You'll see that your POV will drastically change when you reach 90.
Who the hell are these serious looking dudes on the cover? I'm starting to feel intimidated.
"I don't care if they waddle like a duck or talk with a lisp."
I played this song for someone once, and oh boy. I had to keep on saying "Its a joke. It's a joke."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ip7ww...
I played this song for someone once, and oh boy. I had to keep on saying "Its a joke. It's a joke."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ip7ww...
Somewhere else Arthur wrote; "You're one slow learner, aren't ya?
Maybe the slowest. But it's got its advantages as it postpones severe depression.
Maybe the slowest. But it's got its advantages as it postpones severe depression.
Slight shift to "likely to never be released," a travel guide.
Before we go any further, it is best for the reader to know what a Bayonne is. It is a city in Hudson County, NJ situated on a peninsula located between Newark Bay, Kill Van Kull, and New York Bay. Each of these bodies of water are gelatinous near Bayonne and are considered undrinkable and of value only to swimmers who appreciate being slimed and not being disturbed by the nonexistent fish.
That’s what the affable residents say. Public officials find the water potable, swimmable, and are negotiating the establishment of a yacht club adjacent to baseball diamond #2 in City Park. Personally I thought it was understandable how the pols wanted to steal our money, but got a bit miffed when they chose to get sarcastic about it, as if we were some kind of dopes. But, forgetting that little mindset quirk for a moment, I can testify to the virtues. Having been weaned on Bayonne water, I apparently became immune to those impurities and diseases which suburbanites find in their well water. Not having to purchase the Mafia bottled variety, 55% of which is filled from Bayonne taps, has saved me approximately $850 per annum.
Before we go any further, it is best for the reader to know what a Bayonne is. It is a city in Hudson County, NJ situated on a peninsula located between Newark Bay, Kill Van Kull, and New York Bay. Each of these bodies of water are gelatinous near Bayonne and are considered undrinkable and of value only to swimmers who appreciate being slimed and not being disturbed by the nonexistent fish.
That’s what the affable residents say. Public officials find the water potable, swimmable, and are negotiating the establishment of a yacht club adjacent to baseball diamond #2 in City Park. Personally I thought it was understandable how the pols wanted to steal our money, but got a bit miffed when they chose to get sarcastic about it, as if we were some kind of dopes. But, forgetting that little mindset quirk for a moment, I can testify to the virtues. Having been weaned on Bayonne water, I apparently became immune to those impurities and diseases which suburbanites find in their well water. Not having to purchase the Mafia bottled variety, 55% of which is filled from Bayonne taps, has saved me approximately $850 per annum.
