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February 16, 2005adviceIf one more person tells me that I need a girlfriend in my life, that I need to find "love" again and share all of my wonderful, gentle, caring attributes with a Significant Other, I'm gonna go on a got-dam rampage with a baseball bat while I howl at the moon and smash car windshields and U.S. mailboxes. I don't WANT a girlfriend. And I damned sure don't want one who would have ME. (Besides... if I want a companion, I can get one from a warehouse, kinda like shopping at Home Depot instead of engaging in exotic courtship rituals.) Comments
smashing mail boxes is a federal offense. Just thought you'd want to know... Posted by: Circa Bellum on February 16, 2005 11:41 PMThe day Acidman worries about offending the feds is the day we all better just hang it up. Posted by: McGehee on February 16, 2005 11:45 PMI want it posted here that it was not I that suggested a 'gurfren'. Posted by: Marcus on February 17, 2005 12:02 AMFuck you Rob. A girlfriend would do you worlds of good. Try it. You'll like it. To cop a line. Now, I know a few strippers who need some love, and... Posted by: Velociman on February 17, 2005 12:28 AMVelo speaks of evil. Ban his ass. Posted by: Marcus on February 17, 2005 12:33 AMOddly enough, they're (we're) having about the same conversation over on hogonice.com now. Must be the phase of the moon.... Posted by: Grumpy Old Ham on February 17, 2005 08:53 AMNevermind a girlfriend. Rob....Dana's words are true. Fuck the parasites? Every damn one of them. Posted by: Ga-ne-sha on February 17, 2005 05:02 PMPost a comment
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