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ok i feel really stupid. I was the one who posted daily taylors last post. im at his house drinking a bit too much shiner and i forgot to login myself. please forgive me as those are my thoughts on nader. but rosie, here is a link to my site where i have posted daily taylors work er i mean Lucian Bowden cookie
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Koda, I feel for your Newbius Arrivus woes because you are at 20 posts and each of your posts is like 5 posts from anybody else. I feel for you but alas lif is not fair. There is no justice, not even on Pax Acidus.

That aside, as we've discussed before Nader & alcohol and weed are great and what is Lundstuhl like? Are there good pubs? I never been there see and nothing gives me greater jollies then digging a new city and I am planning my summer travel session "on the road" as our not yet on the bus friend Jack Kerouac would say had he not drunk himself to death in a fit of Quebecois Catholic sexual repression.

Everybody talks about drugs which is okay I guess as most of them are legal and compeltely useless. Aspirin? For a hangover? I swear I can't even tell the difference between three aspirin and none at all. That shit is supposed to cure a hangover? Don't make me laugh.

My favorite drug would be expresso. The best writing drug ever and not as addictive as the white lines. Pot brownies are my favorite food. I have a sweet tooth. I love pussy but why is it that when you first dig a girl you want to eat her out for hours and then two weeks later you just want to fuck and then two months later you can't stand the sight of them? Curious world we live in. I hope that never happens with my new girl.

As for Nader I saw him live in concert at Key Arena with Eddie Vedder. No shit. I left early because this local Green Party guy with a cheesy mustache was trying to be cool and it was making me miss the nearby Irish pub. Yes I voted for Nader and I think its not a wasted vote. The only way to waste a vote is not to vote at all. Duh. Why? Because if you vote liberal it means you are good-hearted but naive. If you vote conservative it means you are a nazi and would have supported Hitler if you lived in Germany in the 30's. If you vote Green it means you basically don't give a shit and just want to get high and save the planet.

Now I know that last one is not me. I may not be any of those people. But if you don't vote at all then you are wasting your vote for real. You don't count and your thoughts are just for you and no one else. Kind of like jerking off and stopping before you come every time. Not that I would know anything about that. Because I vote. And when I masturbate I always finish the job and help make the world a gooey place for democracy.

Okay I'm off now for some more coffee and a paper towel.
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This should probably go under quotes, but it fits in with what Slothie just said and directly relates to him, hee hee.
"self love is a good thing, but can you hold off long enough for me to look for my debit card?"

drinking coffee now at the butt crack of dawn and throwing curses to whatever caused me to get a job where I get up at 3:30 in the morning...
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h. I just saw that you're posting from hell -- Friday I emailed the hubby telling him that he can't possibly be in hell because I am, and we're not together. Now I see that maybe I'm not in hell because you and I are not together either. Or maybe it's just that we all have the wrong jobs and that = hell.

Koda, I think that musicians are angels. Eddie being the dark angel is one of my favorites. The hubby has the little stick figure guy tatooed to his right shoulder (left shoulder was his present to me -- blue nude number 1) He's the reason I started listening, and I think he would definitely leave me for Eddie, if the chance arose. "I'll never be your beast of learning . . .I just want to get drunk and be happy like a stupid American . . .All I want is for you to make love to me (crowd cheers, Eddie chuckles) I don't really mean that; it's just what it says in the song."

Case in Eddie's point:
The hubby saw them at a concert where Gloria Steinhem spoke; he said the crowd was so unattentive and loud that he couldn't hear a word that she said.

I have a smoking problem -- my sis in law's family owns a tobacco farm -- drive over with the window rolled down in the summer, and it smells like the world's largest humididor. Quitting is not possible from my geographical standpoint. And yes, that is a very bad excuse.
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