June 03, 2006
I very seldom delete a post I wrote, just as I VERY seldom delete any of my comments. Oh, I may do some creative editing on the words of a scum-sucking, idiotic troll, but usually I let feces stick the to wall wherever it was flung in my comments, whether I agree, disagree or even think that the asshole who dropped a load of dung there needs to be dragged off and shot.
But I DID have an epipheny of some kind last night, and I had it over the phone. I don't LIKE to talk on the phone, I HATE 99% of the phone calls I receive, and I often am tempted to drag my got-dam PHONE outside and shoot it, especially when it rings at night.
But every now and then... I make the call... and such goodness falls right into my undeserving lap from thousands of miles away, that I talk to someone with time flying by unnoticed, and when I finally hang up, I feel... happy. Bouyed! HOPEFUL--- bathed in sunshine after I've been looking up from the bottom of a deep, dark hole for quite a while.
Darlin'... I wanna send you flowers. Hell!! I wanna come cut your grass, cook you a nice dinner and rub your back until you fall asleep by candlelight. (Just don't ask me to clean your kitchen. The phone call wasn't THAT good.)
Thanks, sweetness. I mean that from the bottom of my old, jaded, balding-Cracker heart. And you KNOW who you are.
Yer talkin about Ruth...I KNEW it!
Bejus Bane, get off Ruth's case will ya? I happen to like Ruth and I'm really sick of the bashing - subtle and unsubtle.
Besides, it doesn't matter who it is -- and I think I know now with these additional clues -- but whoever it is, thank you for cheering up the A-man. It's nice to see him back to what passes for cheeriness in our crusty codger.
Damn conference calls... or was it a crossed line?
This reminds me of the old game show "TO TELL THE TRUTH" ....
"Will the real ________ please stand up?"
The only thing missing is Kitty Carlisle and Orson Bean.....
Agreed Chablis, agreed. Besides, curiosity killed the cat and on top of that, 20 Questions is a very annoying game....(although I DID like To Tell The Truth) I also loved loved loved UNSOLVED MYSTERIES, (although I would never watch it when I was home alone, way too creepy at times)
Libby, turds of a feather, clump together. Now there, look, I've gone and done it again...
It was a comment I left about one of his women.
Glad to see a smile returned.
You can bite my lily white ass Bane. You got no call coming over here to stir up trouble. Keep your nasty shit in your own house.
You have the nerve to say that, here in the King of All Turdblogging's house?
If it says Libby on the label, her thought processes are disabled...
LOL. You're losing your touch Bane. You've fallen into the weary banal zone.
I'm not going to get into a pissing contest with you. You'll have to carry on without me.
That's only because you have to squat.
This piece of trash had the gall to make fun of my spellings...
Hmmm...under the safe cloak of internet anonimity we call another human being trash. What does that say about us then?
Thaaaat Livey is getting even MORE pissed off over Rob's new "unknown female friend" but has at least learned to "hide" as opposed to shutting or growing up?
Now, since I have no worries of "troll fall-out", landing on me...
I miss you.