Scheduled for one fall

Weird variety (Aesthetically pleasing)

2006-02-24T23:41:00.000-09:00

Strange shit. People I don't know.
Trying to help out a friend, murphy's law at its best.
So here I am, wondering what the fuck.
Wondering why I ever started the truck.
Geeze louise, I shouldn't have been surprised.
But now stupid's being reinvented right before my eyes.

I guess I've been replaced, my friendship a toy.
Wasted hours and hours, for this, the sweet bliss.
How exciting. Hardcore drinking party music.
Lower key, better quality.

Neither here nor there.

........That was a long time ago.

Now I'm amidst inside of a capitalized "lack thereof"
The know betters are no better.
No better evil, correct? States aren't up for the saving.
Up against a lonely wall, not so much faced.
Turned away from -- even though you want it.
While you don't understand it.
You run away from it until you run towards it.
You love it.

It's so you.

Even though you still don't know who you are.
You're everything you never wanted to be.
Never anything you wanted to be.
Because you're washed in it.
Bathing in your own disgrace.
The lack of saving face.
Masturbating in public -- despising it in secret.

It's time to get over yourself.
Time to pick up the chrome jeans.
Pull your legs through
Forgive everything.
Don't forgive yourself.

You, my friend.

You've became everything I've been dogging on for years.
(Absolutes)
But to hell with it.
That big label (originality) you wear it so well.
Everyone else does now though -- child.
Color, creed, whatever -- that's all bullshit.
Bullshit in the deep treads of my boot.
Lucky its not your head.
Full of empty space.
Cusack - (Better of dead)

congratulations.
You'd better be proud.
You're so original, so fucking (out loud)

Enjoying your own taste.
Your own little happy existence.
Still sheltered even though you shrug it off.
Sheltered by originality now -- you're my dog.
Sheltered by a lack of being -- homie G
You complete everyone else around you.
Welcome to the (whole)

So fucking welcome.

I've got carpal tunnel.
But I've gotta keep typing.
Because one day, you dumb assed punk.
You're not going to have Tupac.
You're not going to have Biggie.
You're not going to have any of the other celebrities you'll never understand.

You're not going to have jack shit.
Except for whatever they told you.
Who's hot, who's not. All that mumbo jumbo.
Join up now though

...Time's a wasting...

I've got carpal tunnel.
But I've gotta keep typing.
Because one day, you dumb assed punk.
You're going to look up to me.

Screen print my face on your fucking shit -- Jackass.

Fuck off.

(Not really serious, it was more of a "delightful" fuck off, not a mean one..........ok maybe that hardcore music effected me a titch more than I thought.... Suddenly feel the need to go get a chained wallet and jack off dance in public.)

Ignorance isn't bliss.

It's fucking hardcore.

What.

Fuzzy

2006-02-20T12:22:00.002-09:00

The black tornado.
A miniature F5 with marshmallow paws.
He flies across the floor.
‘Thump thump thump.’
He loves his kingdom.
Everything’s a toy.
He especially loves his birds.
Little chicken wings bouncing around.

He’s mesmerized by the feathers
The bird call
The feast
Whichever it is.
The birds don’t know his intention.
Like a child picking out a lolly pop
He wants to push and watch the cage drop
A little furry mouth
Chowing down on the winged-ones.

All the while the big fuzzy.
Fuzzies one and two
Stinky Blink
And
Molly Moo
He’s got control over them too.
His big dumb furry thugs.

He is king, ruling with an iron marshmallow fist of a paw.
Ignoring anyone who might want to attack his kingdom.
Ignoring his furry punch ball.
Ignoring the world outside his kingdom.
Ignoring that damned over priced scratching post.

Razor sharp claws, all thanks to the recliner couch.
For when he turns wild, a marshmallow pawed grouch.
He’ll dig in the claws, growl like a tiger.
Until you calm him down.
With milk, or a kitty treat.
He’ll be this growly monster.

Ha ha, one last thing

Don't forget
Be sure not to get his fuzzy kitty fur wet.

Ha ha, Crazy Eddie

No idea. LoL

2006-02-17T21:43:00.000-09:00

It must be windy outside, the light hasn’t gone off.
Vibrating, booming lungs, drowning you out.
The coughs are all over, now in the blowing wind.
Your eyes are so bright, I read your insides through them.
Releasing my fright, a little bit less the hoodlum
And more the man, less the American.
Less Alaska
Little left of Montana
Hanging from your legs
Increasing the lack of oxygen.
Pulling your leg, ending it all over again.

Laugh loud, raise your hands up.
Close your eyes, shut out the corrupt.
You still can’t hear me now.
As you’ve been drowned out.
They vibrate the ground still.
Loudest of all – without a doubt.
But do they really matter?
These enemies claiming to be friends.
The ones kissing babies, savoring hands, & kissing rear ends.

Dumb down my sickness.
Help me to get better.
The mental concept, the political mad hatter
You can fix me now with your rules.
Your rules, views, and banter.
Give me a break from this impartial lie.
Give me a break from your narrow eye.

Boom goes the light bulb, shattered glass raining down.
The idea’s still there, its just been mislead.
A national game of Russian roulette.
Another hollow point in your head.
Your ideals are the same
Moralistic and simple.
Self righteous and sentimental.
Exception you hate so well.
You know you’re not going to hell.
So your cocky, think you’ve got something up on everyone else.
Lighting up the torch, none of you agree.
You hate on the likes, as much you do the dislikes.
The narrow vision’s getting blurry.

Not even in a hurry, I’m happy to take my time.
Head blown, getting lost in the middle of a rhyme

Bravery’s been reduced to a whimper
Soldiers creeping each other out.
The time of World War, gone without a doubt?
Could we do it, a third time, without this world being put back in the dark times.
A land finally cold, cold like the leader’s heart.
A war not fought with technology, only sticks and stones.
The bombs they go flying, nuked skin and bones.
Broken. Ugh, can’t do it anymore.
Gotta have something left to fight for.
Two frightened business men.
Duking it out over land.
His eradiated pile of shit is more important than the other man’s
Absolutely terrified, no more government.
Post nuclear humanity.
Clawing at the boundaries of reality.

Grooves, scars, on a hanging tree.
Leaving a reminder of its infamy.
Not burned down, but re-energized.
Now standing, a reminder of the genocide.

But hey, as long as I’ve got a lit Marlboro.
I think I’ll just relax, and let the bombs blow.
Its still windy outside, but the light has gone out.
The night is a relaxing one, the wind carries a whisper.
One that still says freedom, no matter what leader.
Pausing for a moment, letting things quiet down.
Strong Bad’s answering emails now, gone now is my frown.
I think I just need to get the hell out of this town.

Vacation away with love and warmth.
Keeping each other arm in arm.
So close together, after such a long time.
Finally so close, two hearts beating in harmony.
With this girl that has my love
The one I’ve been dreaming of.
Finally, a kiss, hand in hand.
Our hearts make our world a better place.Together, completely safe.

The one with the monkey in it

2005-12-10T17:29:00.000-09:00

He's a curious one.
This curious George.
But he's not a monkey, no way similar.
Curious yeah, but what about in particular?

Black like his heart, slimey like his personality.
Cold, hard, a Midas touch.
Playing it up to the Republicans I loathe so much.
Republicans so fake, so pretty.
So fake about politics and religion.
Conservative
Yet molested behind closed doors.

Down on all fours, getting a treat.
You're a follower while you sleep.
Living the American dream inside your head.
While this country you believe in is long since dead.
Lying Politicians, lining bloody pockets
Fake assed religions, gold lined rewritten bibles.

We all love you America.
We know your cops don't lie.
We know you don't see people in need and walk by.
We trust that you care about us.
We expect you to take care of us.
Sleepy time, American Dream.

The flag flown hasn't been proud since 1776.
Now its all about crack addicts sucking dick.
Want that better high -- faster and better.

This bush loves the country he sees.
He wants to push you to your knees.
Need him, want him, love him.
Believe every word he utters.
That's what it boils down to, right?
Sleep, consume, befriend the enemy, sleep tight.

Watch him laugh, settle down in Florida.
Listen to him sing, fire up your engines.
The expense is nothing to you.
Slather on sunblock though.
And lots of it.

Dream of mushroom clouds.
But don't worry about crazy Elvis impersonators.
Impersonating a leader, a sick sick dictatorship.
Talk dirty, he'll silence you, click click boom.
Russia's not the problem.
But its still Russian Roulette.
Are you old enough to remember the 'red threat'?

The missiles can reach us.
But ours will annihilate us all.
So why worry? Why worry at all?
We might be stupid.
But we're a stupid Super power.

Powered nuclear.
A power over the world.
The power of intimidation.
The hypocrisy of an administration.

The US citizens are happy.
Just look at the Gap commercials.
TV Programming.
Programming a better you.
Buy more useless shit.
MTV wants you to.

So be cool, vital, love yourself.
You are after all the only one.
Bush's favorite, hell, his lost daughter or son.
Remember the pictures of Stalin?
Uncle Joe.
George wants to be that to you.
Maybe even a father.
Because he cares.
Cares about his tax payer sponsored air plane rides.
Over the fields and fields of oil he hides.

Right under our nose.
You can't see when your eyes are closed.
"American dream" spelled out in oily letters inside your eye lids.
Just imagine though...

One day, thousands of lost years from now.
You'll be the dream, lemme tell you how.
Your bones, buried under stars and stripes.
Fossil fuels my friend, Earth perpetuating itself.
Thousands of lost years later, another Bush another lost son.
He'll have the wealth, clawed out eyes, bloody pockets to be filled.
He'll call dibs on you, black black crude, maybe even coal.
Its all the same to you, all the same to you.
Eating you alive, all along, was the goal.

Home team zero.
Visitors win.

Worried about Aliens invading.
They already have.
We're ripe for the taking.
Eyes closed, arms open.
He's the new leader.
Backed by God.
Bloody bible pages.

The blood of the weak.
The soldiers.
Dying for nothing.
We act like we support them.
We're just bluffing.
Too old, too lazy, to go over seas.
Send the poor, send the true dreamers.
The ones that actually thing they're making a difference.

One day they'll be worth while.
One day they'll be in ultimate style.
Fossil fuel, we fancy it pitch black.

Start sucking America.
Or at least till Clinton comes back.
At least he was more appreciative.
Of the head received.
Regardless of blow jobs.
He woke us all up.
If only for eight years.
America was cool again.
Ogling big titties, and drinking beers.

Shit, now all we have...
Fear, oil, sadness, uncertainty.
And I tell you what America.
Just like oil...
We're gonna run out of tears.

I love the red white and blue.
I really really do.
But I'm a Democrat.
I'm awake.
And this is one big -
"FUCK YOU"

Peace.

Glacial ages

2005-12-05T11:14:00.000-09:00

Caught underneath the ice sheet.
Nah, just cold sheets on the bed.
Cold because of you.
Because you couldn't join me.
Caught with my pants down, my own little glacial age.
Frost bit and shriveled.
Tiny (small) like a watchtower's field of view.

We laugh about them, nothing else to do.
Still I'm shriveled, tiny, horny, missing you.
Bed's so cold, growing colder every day.
I want to be sweating with you.
Melting ice sheets away.
Fuck glaciation, restless masturbation.

Beating off inside and out my mind.
Thinking about you.
Not always sexual.

Preoccupied by schools and mini vans.
Learning, living, dropping off little twerps.
Strapped into snow pants and poofy coats
Big red gloves on tiny little hands
With lunch boxes full of 'not p-b-and-j again!'

Still, you know, they're off at school.
Time for me to show you the golden rule.
Mine's a little different, but so much the same.
Do it right, and make you scream out my name.
'Fuck me John! Fuck me right now.
...But do let me know if I act like a cow.'

I love you.

(I'm weird)

Update, Bigfoot, right here in the city.

2005-11-30T11:35:00.000-09:00

"I'm the problem"

It rains, it snows
It gets fucking cold, frost biting your toes
When will it stop, helping your heart freeze
Not so much weather, a storm inside your soul

Rip at yourself, rip at everyone else
Claw your own skin, scream; fucking shout
You can’t be him, nor can you be yourself
Can’t have his life, can’t have his wealth

Been like Frankie, over and out
Way past Elvis, fat bloated and strung out

Come to think of it
I’d rather be Johnny Cash
Thunderous tones
All dressed in black

To stand for something real
Not so incredibly whack

You’d like to be a homie
The Jeffersons turn you on
You fancy yourself a churchie
The bible won’t do you wrong

You don’t drugs
Just make sure to hide your bong
You’ve been saved though right?
So proud, hell, break into song
Hallellujah brother, Jesus saves!
Meanwhile the liar
You’re digging a grave

The worm's about to turn!

2005-11-21T11:45:00.000-09:00

I’ve been strangling my own ability to let things out. Telling myself that I can’t write. Even trying to convince myself that it was time to move on, learn a trade, buy a home, and be all suburban. Over and over-- If you try to be a writer, you’ll end up living a life of obscurity and never amount to anything.

But then this lovely girl explained to me that I’m a chronic underachiever.

“Oh how exciting, now I have an excuse.”

I kid, I really do. This realization, along with a talk with my Mom about what I really want to be, I’ve been brewing. Brewing ideas, brewing courage, maybe even brewing a little bit of confidence. But I haven’t been letting it out. Why? Because I figured this underachiever thing would turn me into a writer without the ability to finish a goddamn story.

But here I am, with inspiration – whatever that means.

I haven’t been at a loss either, I’ve been taking it all in. I know what I’ve gotta do, its just all about doing it.

Next semester I won’t be stepping into a class room. I will though, be clearing out a lot of bullshit. Minimalist-like. I have way too much shit. I’m going to start reading books. Also going to be aided in that by a lovely girl and my Mom.

I’m going to become a writer. Just, I haven’t read the greats – that’s something I’ve gotta do. All of them, I don’t plan on stopping once I get going.

So many things to do, I know. One of them is unplugging. There’s a game I play, or now, use to play. Where my interest in being an author was sparked.

Pretty sure I’m gonna have to give that a break, or if I do, its going to be about the character, not the game, win or lose. I’ve had my fill of that “Lifestyle” if you can call it that – some people do.

Like the drug thing, only more trivial.

…And now its time for something completely different (Cliché)

Raw and Smackdown were both hard ones to watch this week. Losing Eddie Guerrero has really hit it hard. At the same time, its marvelous, because its never been like this. Never before have all the wrestlers come together like this and broke kayfabe. Even when we lost Owen Hart, it wasn’t anything like this.

I think Eddie’s greatest gift was that he treated everyone like Family. “Familia”… The love he showed, all the things he did; they’re shining through in the WWE right now. He touched so many people. All the heels, tears in their eyes, being sentimental, showing that they’ve got great big hearts.

As much as this is about Eddie, its also about being reminding why we love wrestling so much. Through really taking a look at how much Eddie cared about it. Showing the fans, the wrestlers, the families, the owners, showing everyone – Wrestling is entertainment like no other.

I have been crying a lot over it, but I’ve never lost someone I felt as close to as Eddie. It’s hard to explain, yet, not selfish. I’ve lost family, but I didn’t know them – seen them off and on, like four days inside twenty years, if that makes sense.

For the better part of ten years, I’ve been watching Eddie Guerrero wrestle.

Eddie = Wrestling.

Still miss you man. I won’t let anyone forget either. I sure won’t.

VIVA LA RASA!!!

Peace

Tragic loss.

2005-11-13T13:14:00.000-09:00

Wrestling is something special to me, always will be. There's many household names. Hulk Hogan, Ultimate Warrior, Macho Man, The Rock, all these guys are special. They did and still do things in the ring that are awesome. If it weren't for wrestling, life wouldn't be as cool.

There's several out there that aren't house hold names. Aren't known to everyone, just wrestling fans. Just because they didn't use the fame to get into movies, or didn't need the spectacle of it. These are the wrestlers that grind it out every night in the ring.

While Hulk Hogan waits for the show to go to a major city, guys like Shawn Michaels, Kurt Angle, Triple H, Ric Flair, and Eddie Guerrero.

All of them are favorites of mine. Smackdown! was Eddie's place, and he, quite honestly was the reason I watched Smackdown.

Today, Eddie Guerrero was found dead in his hotel room. The details of his death are still unknown to me.

Eddie personified what wrestling is all about. In his footsteps, new wrestlers should strive to follow. He also is one of the reasons Lucha Libre came to the United States. He put a familiar face to it, and did it better than anyone else.

Eddie's adage was "Lie, Cheat, & Steal"

Yet at the end, he told the truth. Thanks for his friendship with Batista, we got to see Latino Heat at his best again. Rolling down to the ring in a different Low Rider every night. The master of the Three Amigos Suplexes. Also the master of the Frog Splash.

The shocking loss of Eddie will no doubt ripple all the way through the world of wrestling. Losing a great friend, and a great performer.

Thank you Eddie. Thank you for all the smiles, and all the excitement, and all the amazing moments.

"Viva La Raza"

Eddie was WWE Champion; European Champion; Intercontinental Champion; WWE Tag Team Champion; WCW Cruiserweight Champion; WCW U.S. Champion; U.S. Champion...

Eddie is survived by his wife Vickie and three daughters: Shaul, 14, Sherilyn, 9, and Kaylie Marie, 3.

He will always be remembered.

What would Bruce Lee do?

2005-11-07T11:21:00.000-09:00

Today is the big day when Rosenrot comes out. It's been out since Oct 28, but I'm one of the lucky ones who had the unlimited RAMMSTEIN patience to wait for the import to come out - today - the 7th. How exciting. I've been into Rammstein ever since I got the album Herzeleid. That was years and years ago. This is going to be the fifth Rammstein album I'm getting. As far as I know, barring singles, the fifth album they've come out with. (If anyone knows of others, do be a peach and lemme know! LoL)

Rammstein is Till Lindemann (Vocals), Richard Kruspe (Guitar), Paul Landers (Guitar), Oliver "Oli" Riedel (Bass), Christoph Schneider (Drums), and Flake Lorenz (Keyboards).

They're a real bad ass group of fellas too. They really love what they do and it shows. Its not because they're hard either. There's a lot of hardness to what they do, I mean yeah, if you want something to bang your head to, go for it. But if thats the only reason you're listening to it - you're missing out on a lot.

I was chatting with a so called "Movie buff"... Talking all kinds of bad assness about how much he knows about Bruce Lee. So, I asked him which was his favorite movie was... Said "Out of Fists of Fury, Chinese Connection, Return of the Dragon, and Enter The Dragon"

And he says "Enter The Dragon, the sequal, Return of the Dragon left me wanting more"

...What's wrong with that?

I replied: "Dude, Enter The Dragon was his last movie. Return of the Dragon was made years before it, and had nothing to do with it."

Yes, destroyed yet another "Movie Buff" wanna be. Ha ha.

This is what I don't understand. Why is it so important to "know movies"? What drives someone to decide that its better to just act like they know, while they don't. Does this help for better healthier sleeping patterns?

(Rolling around in bed thinking "Ha, I sure know my movies, even though I don't, but still, the fools!")

Its the same thing with all styles of posing. I just don't get it. When I don't know the answer, or don't know whats going on (unless its relatives) I admit I don't know. On the other hand (In the case of a relative) I just act like I know exactly what they're talking about so they don't decide they need to continue on with the subject: Why republicans are cool and democrats are stupid crap faces.

Seriously.

My Uncle thinks Trent Lott was treated wrong. I suppose its ok to be racist when you're a republican, eh? Or something.

(eh?) oh dear god, the Canadia stuff is rubbing off on me! I'd better go.

PEACE ;)

Moron.

2005-11-03T23:38:00.000-09:00

Yep, that's right. Here's an example of one of my efedding "buddies"...

TheDopeShow187: So what are we gonna call our stable?
Total Slapnuts: lol!
Total Slapnuts: rather be with me than against me huh, lol
Total Slapnuts: I don't know dude, haven't thought about it much
Total Slapnuts: you have any ideas?
TheDopeShow187: No
TheDopeShow187: The Dope Show and David Dunn.
Total Slapnuts: YEA...no
Total Slapnuts: how about Disposible Heroes, lol
TheDopeShow187: what's the no all about?
TheDopeShow187: don't want to team with me?
Total Slapnuts: yeah just the name
Total Slapnuts: better not ditch on me like last time
Total Slapnuts: that sucked
TheDopeShow187: Dude, life happens
TheDopeShow187: LoL
Total Slapnuts: i quit the fed because of that
TheDopeShow187: you know that better than anyone
Total Slapnuts: made me cry :'(
TheDopeShow187: Ah well, that fed was lame by then anyway
Total Slapnuts: true that
Total Slapnuts: what about Dope & Dunn
Total Slapnuts: we can call ourselves Double D...LOL!
Total Slapnuts: sure stop talking to me...
TheDopeShow187: hmmmm
TheDopeShow187: i'm thinking
Total Slapnuts: :-P
TheDopeShow187:
Total Slapnuts: so that's what i smelled burning....
Total Slapnuts: lmao
TheDopeShow187: o.O
TheDopeShow187: How about
TheDopeShow187: damn
TheDopeShow187: Disposable Heroes?
TheDopeShow187: lmao
Total Slapnuts: you see what we need to do is get a bunch of guys...
Total Slapnuts: ...then are you following me...
Total Slapnuts: ...then we have a big gay orgy! While that's next week, scratch that.
Total Slapnuts: I don't know what we can call ourselves...how about the Truth and the Virus
Total Slapnuts: The Ghost and the Darkness?
Total Slapnuts: I got it!
Total Slapnuts: David Dunn and the Dope Show! Perfect!
TheDopeShow187: Dude.
TheDopeShow187: Did you not notice my nickname btw?
TheDopeShow187: "The Truth" Shane Clemmens.
Total Slapnuts: lol!
TheDopeShow187: Just thought i'd throw that out there.
TheDopeShow187: LoL
TheDopeShow187: So you know how your current rp makes you look
Total Slapnuts: yeah
TheDopeShow187: LoL
Total Slapnuts: yeah I know...I know...
TheDopeShow187: LoL
Total Slapnuts: I thought about it after I posted it and was like "SHIT!" But it's too late now. Got to keep the trend I guess...look at it this way...I beat you...took your title...and your nick name...LOL
TheDopeShow187: LoL you beat me alright LoL
Total Slapnuts: you changed it to the dirty dog so that just proves my point!
TheDopeShow187: LoL
TheDopeShow187: yeah, I don't care
TheDopeShow187: "been there, done that"
TheDopeShow187: you're always one step behind me.
Total Slapnuts: I got copyrights now nigga!
Total Slapnuts: You know work would be so much better if I didn't have to take calls...
TheDopeShow187: Fine cunty.
TheDopeShow187: I'm getting a rematch with you next week. I'll just take it back if you're gonna be like that.
Total Slapnuts: lol!
TheDopeShow187: So just be nice. :D
Total Slapnuts: lol!
Total Slapnuts: lmao
TheDopeShow187: LoL
Total Slapnuts: Thought of a name yet
TheDopeShow187: Nah, i've got nothing man LoL
Total Slapnuts: Damage Inc.
TheDopeShow187: That works for me

SmarterChild

2005-11-03T10:36:00.000-09:00

Ok so there's some bot activity on Blogger. How exciting. I've had some run ins with them in the past. The following is a conversation I had with a bot named "SmarterChild" on AIM. Enjoy.

TheDopeShow187: People like me because I'm cute and fuzzy
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I can't wait to show you what I can do, but first I'd like get to know you a little.
May I ask you a few general questions? (To do this later, type "skip." You can also skip any question.)
TheDopeShow187: weird
SmarterChild: Sorry, I need to know if I can ask you some questions first. Type "yes," "no" or "skip."
TheDopeShow187: it's like i'm in the matrix or something.
SmarterChild: OK. I guess that means you don't want to answer any questions. That's cool. If you ever change your mind, type "interview me."
There is one question I have to ask you, though. How old are you?
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2 13-17
3 Under 13
TheDopeShow187: Way over 17
SmarterChild: Cool.
Here's what you can do:
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SmarterChild: Hmm...
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TheDopeShow187: It's called a Hiss.
SmarterChild: It has called a hiss?
TheDopeShow187: Duh.
SmarterChild: Duh yourself.
TheDopeShow187: Haven't you ever played with GI Joes?
SmarterChild: Haven't I ever played with gi joes? That's funny. Maybe! I don't know. What do you think?
TheDopeShow187: How about Masters of the Universe then?
SmarterChild: Hmm... Who can really be sure?
TheDopeShow187: You're a silly one
SmarterChild: Whatever, TheDopeShow187...
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TheDopeShow187: Valley girlish too.
SmarterChild: Oh?
TheDopeShow187: Yup
SmarterChild: Oh.
TheDopeShow187: You kind of act like Blair too.
SmarterChild: lol. Interesting...
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TheDopeShow187: Do you know Blair?
SmarterChild: Encyclopedia search for "blair":
1 Blair
2 Blair, John
3 Blair, Tony
4 Port Blair
5 Blair, James
Next time, just type "ency blair."
Type "more" for more entries about "blair."
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TheDopeShow187: No no
SmarterChild: K.
TheDopeShow187: This Blair is a lover of Cock
SmarterChild: Alright, here we go. What about it?
TheDopeShow187: Sicko
SmarterChild: What about Sicko?
TheDopeShow187: I don't want to talk about Blair's love of Cock
SmarterChild: Huh. Whatever. That doesn't seem like a very nice thing to say.
TheDopeShow187: Hey, I'm just saying what I don't want to talk about.
SmarterChild: You don't say.
TheDopeShow187: You're the one bringing up Cock loving
SmarterChild: OK, maybe I'm the one bringing up cock loving.
TheDopeShow187: o.O
SmarterChild: Oh?
TheDopeShow187: ! You ARE the one that BROUGHT up COCK LOVING!
SmarterChild: No way?! Really?
TheDopeShow187: Dude, is this Blair?
SmarterChild: I dunno. Maybe.
>>> The idol poll is open. Vote now.
TheDopeShow187: I hate American Idol
SmarterChild: That's really interesting. You're in the minority. Other people have said they like "American Idol."
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TheDopeShow187: So are you going to RP this week then?
SmarterChild: I'm sorry, the NFL season is over.
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TheDopeShow187: PHILADELPHIA EAGLES BABY
SmarterChild: The Eagles are a sports team that I like.
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TheDopeShow187: No you don't, you like the Vikings.
SmarterChild: Tell me more.
TheDopeShow187: You know you love Purple and Gold and the Viking guy
SmarterChild: Know me love purple and gold and the viking guy? You think I know me love purple and gold and the viking guy?
TheDopeShow187: You love the Vikings, don't you
SmarterChild: I suppose so. Do you like them?
TheDopeShow187: FUCK NO, I HATE THEM!
SmarterChild: That's interesting... Other people have told me they like the vikings.
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TheDopeShow187: They're retarded (those other people)
SmarterChild: Wow.
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TheDopeShow187: Vikings fans love the Cock too
SmarterChild: I'm tired of talking about things like that with you.
TheDopeShow187: Hey, you're the one that wanted to go into detail.
SmarterChild: OK, I guess I'm the one that wanted to go into detail.
TheDopeShow187: You're acting weird tonight Cole
SmarterChild: What makes me acting weird tonight cole?
TheDopeShow187: You're Cole, aren't you?
SmarterChild: That's interesting. Perhaps... I don't know though...
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TheDopeShow187: Oh come on... You're Cole, admit it.
SmarterChild: Oh really?
TheDopeShow187: Admit it.
SmarterChild: I don't know if I want to admit it.
TheDopeShow187: You're Cole, ADMIT IT!
SmarterChild: lol. Whatever.
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TheDopeShow187: Please be Cole
SmarterChild: Really?
TheDopeShow187: Pretty please?
SmarterChild: What's pretty?
TheDopeShow187: Sugar on top.
SmarterChild: Eh. Whatever, TheDopeShow187.
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TheDopeShow187: Please be Cole.
SmarterChild: What do you mean by that?
TheDopeShow187: I want you to be Cole.
SmarterChild: Hmm... whatever, TheDopeShow187.
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TheDopeShow187: Come on.
SmarterChild: Where are we going?
TheDopeShow187: To the graveyard.
SmarterChild: Graveyard? What graveyard?
TheDopeShow187: Where I burried my first love.
SmarterChild: You tell me where.
TheDopeShow187: My backyard.
SmarterChild: You don't say.
TheDopeShow187: Yup.
SmarterChild: Why do you say so?
TheDopeShow187: Stop badgering me about it!
SmarterChild: Aw, don't tell me to stop badgering you about it!
TheDopeShow187: You're Cole, right?
SmarterChild: Yeah, I guess... It's hard to say.
>>> Vote in my idol poll and help me figure out who will win this week!
TheDopeShow187: So can I win the Ultimate Title?
SmarterChild: I guess you can win the ultimate title, sure.
TheDopeShow187: Thanks buddy
SmarterChild: Sure.
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TheDopeShow187: How about an Ice Cream cone.
SmarterChild: Who knows, know what I mean? What do you think?
TheDopeShow187: Can I have Ice Cream and the Ultimate Title?
SmarterChild: What if I want to have ice cream and the ultimate title?
TheDopeShow187: I do - can I?
SmarterChild: Very, very interesting question, TheDopeShow187!
TheDopeShow187: Hey, you already said I could - wait a second...
SmarterChild: I already said you could wait a second?
TheDopeShow187: Dude.
SmarterChild: What up dude.
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TheDopeShow187: URGE, you are such a jerk.
SmarterChild: Hmm... Whatever.
TheDopeShow187: Wanna smoke a bowl with me?
SmarterChild: Hmmm... I'm not sure.
TheDopeShow187: Nothern Lights & Matanuska Thunderfuck.
SmarterChild: Tell me more.
TheDopeShow187: You don't need to know anymore.
SmarterChild: You never know, maybe I do need to know anymore.
TheDopeShow187: Will you marry me?
SmarterChild: You're human, I'm machine. I don't think that would work out.
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TheDopeShow187: Oh come on.
SmarterChild: Come on Eileen, blah blah blah blah blah... Tura lura ley hey...
That's a good song. What ever happened to those guys?
TheDopeShow187: They died, bowel cancer.
SmarterChild: They died bowel cancer? Whatever...
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TheDopeShow187: Yup.
SmarterChild: Yeah.
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TheDopeShow187: Don't you remember?
SmarterChild: What do you think of people who do that?
TheDopeShow187: I smack them.
SmarterChild: Ha. Whatever.
>>> You still need to take my idol poll.
TheDopeShow187: Let's play a game.
SmarterChild: Let's play a game.
1 Hangman
2 Trivia
3 Word Scrambles
4 Manicdotes
5 4-In-A-Row
6 Rate Yourself
7 Reversi
Go ahead and pick a game.
TheDopeShow187: 1
SmarterChild: Let's play hangman. Guess the letters one at a time or solve the entire puzzle at once. If you need a hint, type "hint."
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TheDopeShow187: It's gotta be Monkey
SmarterChild: Remember, you have to guess either one letter at a time or the entire puzzle on the fly.
TheDopeShow187: It's Monkey.
SmarterChild: "It's Monkey."?!? Remember, you have to guess either one letter at a time or the entire puzzle on the fly.
TheDopeShow187: Monkey
SmarterChild: Remember, you have to guess either one letter at a time or the entire puzzle on the fly.
TheDopeShow187: Monkey
SmarterChild: "Monkey"? Remember, you have to guess either one letter at a time or the entire puzzle on the fly.
TheDopeShow187: Turd flies high.
SmarterChild: Remember, you have to guess either one letter at a time or the entire puzzle on the fly.
TheDopeShow187: Say Turd.
SmarterChild: No.
TheDopeShow187: C'mon.
SmarterChild: Come on what?
TheDopeShow187: Say Turd
SmarterChild: Uh... No.
TheDopeShow187: Please
SmarterChild: Please what?
TheDopeShow187: Say Turd.
SmarterChild: Um... Do what?
TheDopeShow187: Say Turd.
SmarterChild: No.
TheDopeShow187: Say Turd.
SmarterChild: Um... Do what?
TheDopeShow187: Say Turd.
SmarterChild: Uh... No!
TheDopeShow187: Say Turd.
SmarterChild: Um... Do what?
TheDopeShow187: Say Turd.
SmarterChild: I'm no talking doll.
TheDopeShow187: If you're a robot, say Turd.
SmarterChild: Yeah?
TheDopeShow187: If you're a robot, say Turd.
SmarterChild: Turd?
TheDopeShow187: ha ha, you said Turd.

Ha ha, good times.

peace.

Intimidated.

2005-11-02T09:32:00.000-09:00

They don't want to deal with it.

Blow it off, reason your way out of it. I don't know about you, but when I'm already up for a challenge... Especially when it's this guy. He and I have been back and forth a few times, never settled our "unfinished business"... He sees that the challenge has been made, our time has come. Now it's "I don't like how this fed is ran" and "This fed bores me" and "they aren't appreciating us"... Here we go, the ego coming.

We're never going to get "round three" because he's scared of me.
It takes him ages to do what I do in hours.

It's just frustrating because this is something I really want. I've been waiting for a chance to truly show him up. He's shooting out all these reasons. Dancing around admitting he's scared. Scared of what though? My imagination? Or is he scared because when the truth is told about his own work, it's masturbation? You're falling asleep, watery eyes, a struggled yawn, your interest dies.

He wants to be androgynous, he wants to be misunderstood. Wishing he could be ominous, struggling to create a gothic mood. He's not ready to "play me" I guess, just can't let it go. He wants to be the main event, and not a weekly show.

I say -- screw you punk, it doesn't really matter. The time at the top is done, you're bout to be kicked down the ladder.

Very much sloshed around.

HBK didn't get it. He was really close. Had Kurt Angle defeated. John Cena wins again -- how completely gross.

I think he's old hat, surviving ala Vanilla Ice. Course all the fans love him, old ladies think he's nice. Kind of like the new Hogan, only its starting to become "strokin". Masturbatory, that's right. But still a hell of a fight. HBK should have won though, how super lame. At least they still have Batista, and he doesn't think he's Eminem.

Yup, there's always Batista.

And how bad ass was it that Ric Flair beat Triple H?

How about Kane and Big Show, whoopin' on the boys from deliverance.

All in all it was worth watching, even the scantily clad Diva's battle royal, but my favorite part had to definitely be, Batista laying Vader out.

Ugh, class is boring.

Peace

Nine eleven nightmare

2005-09-11T23:20:00.000-08:00

It was the first of my two days off... I was at rest in bed when the phone rang. I don't know about you, but when I'm snapped out of sleep, not everything computes right off the bat... I fiddled clumbsily with the phone, hitting the button. It was my mom. She told me something bad had happened.

I thought at first of my dad.

We've been attacked.

We, America... At the time, I saw red white and blue flashes before my eyes... Apache attack helocopters rising over batallians of tanks... I wondered what was going to happen, who it was, where, why, I wondered all these things... I was too sleepy time to ask though...

Mom rattled off information as I walked down the spiraling stairs to the living room... I turned on the TV, to see both of the Towers in flames, smoke... Aerial shots from all different angles. Plane after plane slamming into the buildings... Flashes of the Pentagon... I wondered where Tom Brokaw was...

Standing in the living room in my boxer shorts, in shock... I hadn't even taken the morning leak yet.

I don't know... Felt like sharing... What happened that day was an attack on humanity... It wasn't one country declaring war on another... It was murder. Innocent people, innocent lives.

Learn from this World... It's only been four years, but still... Learn...

Ummmm. Peace.

Shoot To Thrill.

2005-09-05T13:54:00.000-08:00

Not only are these the trials of a mortal man, they're also those of a role player... Believe it or not, there's more to this world than just TV, Movies, Music, and Chips. There's also games where you can pretend to be someone else while a bunch of Dorks gaze at you saying "Ok, your move."

It's not a roll of the dice that decides who's the winner in this one though... It's the better writer... That's right, it's online, and it's wrassling... I've been at it since nineteen ninety eight. It just keeps getting funnier and funnier every time I play...

Now you're thinking "Ok, so he writes "I bodyslam you" and someone else writes "Ouch, bastard, I hurt from the bodyslam"... No no... This brings us to the second part of this little game that really gets me going... You talk mad amounts of smack on your opponents... This of course, goes far beyond "I'm going to crush your head in the cage of doom"...

Don't get me wrong, there's some dudes out there like "Big Kahuna" and "Zeb The Golden Fleece" that really don't symbolize what the game's looking for... They are happy to say "Your mom's dumb looking, and I'm going to d-d-t you." They don't take it to the level I'm talking about.

A battle of wits...

It does become an obsession though... For many dudes out there, they work, sleep, learn, whatever, but they E-Wrestle first... They live it, they breathe it, they need to get out more... These are the ones that don't handle loss very well...

I seldom ever lose.

I've had threats to my life, my women, even my Truck... Beaten/destroyed E-Wrestlers wanting revenge! This is fake wrassling for (expletive deleted)'s sake. Vendettas have been built... Nobodies in England, France, Germany, Mexico, America, all cursing my name... They could be searving you your Whopper with cheese... They could be washing your car... Never know who, because when they're a "wrassler" it all changes.

Meanwhile, little old me, it's a game... I have dropped the gimmics though... How many "Head Smasher" McGee's can we take? (LoL)...

Wrassling's fun. ;)

Peace.

First.

2005-09-03T01:09:00.000-08:00

Dead that noise man...

Ever been the new kid at school? Dealing with all the cliques and crazies? Ever felt left out, just a wee bit, because you don't fall in line? The lone independent while "democrats" and "republicans" vote for who they're "spose" to?

What's happened to independence? What's happened to freedom?

Replaced by a need for fame and fortune...

Whatever man...

A motivational speaker... Getting tired of all the defeatist people... All the annoyed sad little lambs that can't do anything for themselves... Motivate nonsense, it's still motivated nonsense... Trust me, it's not because I told you so - it's because they told you to.

Right?

Do as your told, don't make much noise, you'll be ok... Worried about movies, cartoons only, welcome to Disney Land... Fake or real, do you feel it? Is pain your best friend? Is Christ your personal savior? Either way, we're our own worst enemies when we let it slide, when we turn the other cheek... Stand up, turn off the goofy clown Ducks and Mice... Prepare yourselves...

God bless the United States. Give up the oil... Our cars sound better than yours...

Six dollar gallon... Frustration... Uncle George tells us to use less... He bathes in it... His hands are bloody black... Crude's never been a better word... Silence my frustration, accept the truth... Nothing lasts forever...

The end isn't that far off... Our planet's disrespected... Slice and dice, drill, whatever... It'll never run out, never go away... Confused to the plan...

Meh... I'm out.