Chapter 1
Flip out king and queen. Much of your discourse is fatal shock and retribution for conversation you didn't understand. You go to hell and
back in a matter of plenty blood vessels. One half we are chatting, the next you are in a bull rush to meet me and subdue.
Flip out king and queen. If it weren't for my ability to defuse a
situation I'd be minus a few more teeth than the crooked one the dentist pulled. It leaves me feeling flat. Some of you I can take, others are
fat sumo wrestlers coming at me.
After the fact, I hate you even though I pretend to be fine. You simpleton! You never knew me.
What I'm getting at is this has left me vulnerable and cagy. I don't particularly like your presence but often am forced to grin and bear it.
I don't see this in other people. When I am on the phone with you I
have no fear. I can chop you down like a cherry tree. It's your
physical presence and its proximity that get me seemingly no matter how
dull in the teeth you are. You are Mega Man.
And now you meme your addiction.
Burned. Got burned. Got sizzled. Didn't get tied.
Enough about you. Let's focus on me for awhile. I'm a 25 year old
German language scholar. I started learning German as a wee lad at age
9. Now I'm, how do you call it? Fluent.
Chapter 2
I was on the other side of the bars. The window. Chowing down on my commissary bought California cheeseburger and drinking a fine $2 bottle
of Pepsi. You were there to interview me. To take notes and see if I
was worth going out on a limb for. But I lost my cool when you asked me what I thought was my best feature. I've been asked this a thousand
times and I always tell them, my intelligence. Here you were and I was
at the end of my rope. I told you my best feature was "Immersion." When
you stared like a dull-eyed doe, I explained, "I can lose myself in a
video game." And you were like, "Yeah, whatever." I was walking on eggshells the rest of the interview. I can't talk rationally to a
person who treats me like that. Maybe I should have thrown my chair
against the wall. But that Pepsi was so goddamn good.
Chapter 3
I made two discoveries before writing this to you. 1) I can kill enough monsters to get aggressively powerful if I wander the city like I
wandered the castle. I have this idea that after unlocking all the
doors and barging in that the population goes down. I leave the
Rodentia and Arachnids and the humanoids to their homes in order to
provide a feeling of safety to the recently battered peeps. 2) I can
create collisions in chess by holding off on skirmishes, saving them
like the board was a refrigerator full of Mickey Mouse contraptions.
This is a skill necessary to learn to advance above what I have.
Chapter 4
I've been looking for the solution to my chess ills and I think this is
it. My game was linear up to this point, chasing guys around the board, never knowing how to set up the bomb. I just figured it out, and as I
write this missive to you, to open your eyes that I have been wasting
your time with my previous messages. Maybe this will work out and do
what I want it to.
Chapter 5
I've been looking for this solution to my video game ills and I think
this is it. My guys would basically get in exile as they wandered
further and further from home base always searching for orcs to
obliterate and wizards to wreck. Now, I have an almost unlimited supply
of evil to vanquish.
Chapter 6
When I told you "Immersive" it was a leap of faith. I could have said
my intelligence is my best feature, but how can I expect you to
experience the intelligence inside my mind? I feel it is an invasion of
my person when you nag me with "You must be really smart." from your quarters. It was a leap of faith that did not pay off, because you obviously didn't understand why that was a positive feature. It's
because here I am inside your head in this missive because I immersed
myself in your ichor, that trail of slime you left the last day I saw
you when you decided to throw me under the bus.
Chapter 7
Full OCP cyber technology state of the art destructive capabilities
commanded by a unique combination of software and organic systems
Chapter 8
A negative of chess is that many opponents are rude assholes. I learned
to castle in the first year I learned chess. I castle often and I
usually castle. I go up against this mad master and he has to
complement me every time I castle. Too many times. Castling is like
magic in the game. Far be it from me to be less than a wizard in a game with magic. My favorite role is the battlemage, a mastery of magic
paired with a deadly wood and metal quarterstaff. I know how to castle
and I don't need you to tell me it's a good move. Save that for the
mundane plays that are better than usual, please.
Chapter 9
| |
| |
horsheshoe, magnet
solve difficult problems to get great items,
the wizard's uncle
Chapter 10
This is because of your Confusestry.
My what?
You play obscure variations in Chess, so they got their computer chess players to take you on. They can't waste their minds on unforeseen
blabber.
I am a tactical genius!
solve difficult problems to get great items,
the wizard's uncle
Chapter 11
Do you have a Bible? I have one on the computer," and tapping the top
of the laptop, "but it's nice to have one in paper.
"C'you help me out?"
"I suppose," and hand him a cigarette in an otherwise empty box.
"Close that door! Stay out of here!"
Flip.
* * *
People resist being upbraided. I'm sure he'll do or say something
unclean if I confront him. Still, it is imperative that I confront him because it was so wrong. He's been going on and on about Steve and I'm incredibly tired of hearing the same blather way too many times. This incident was couched in his right to a certain peace of mind while here.
But he's bringing in the riff raff himself. I don't interfere with
his visitation, where does he get the notion that he can shout at the
people who visit me?
"How am I supposed to get my Bible if Steve can't come in?"
"If you could just refrain from shouting at my guests..."
He doesn't respond either time.
After a few he gets up, indignant, and walks out the door. Here it
comes...
He goes off and fingerbangs my gutterslut and does what he pleases while
I sit and chew on my fingernails.. Obviously she likes being shouted at.
I _don't_ want to talk to him.
"bullshitbullshitbullshit"
"Oh really?"
"repeats bullshit," and I know it's a lie that he needs to get through
for his manhood. No one gets that excited about repeating something
unless they are lying through their teeth.
I lie, "I'll go find out."
I get the verification about the coupling from an information broker.
I'm so through with her. I'll have to put up with him for awhile, pretending to be amiable. Revenge is a dish best served cold. It's not
a love triangle, it's a love pentagon. Her socially accepted boyfriend meets me in the woods and we exchange his and byes. Maybe he's getting
fed up with her too.
According to Jameson, I have to steel myself to leave them both alone, I learn while browsing for terminology. I'll leave this document
somewhere because people have to know that I don't tolerate abusive cheating. Come next week she's going to be standing close to me saying Please Please Please. However, the actual target is a peaceful midget.
I may only spray him with shaving cream and give him a wedgie. Where it gets interesting is that I must not miss. A bird in the hand is worth
two in the bush.
Chapter 12
When I told you "Immersive" it was a leap of faith. I could have said anything. What do you care for anyways? I told you it was the first
time I'd revealed that side of my nature and that should count for
something but it DIDN'T. Worst interview of all time.
Chapter 1
Flip out king and queen. Much of your discourse is fatal shock and retribution for conversation you didn't understand. You go to hell and
back in a matter of plenty blood vessels. One half we are chatting, the next you are in a bull rush to meet me and subdue.
Flip out king and queen. If it weren't for my ability to defuse a
situation I'd be minus a few more teeth than the crooked one the dentist pulled. It leaves me feeling flat. Some of you I can take, others are
fat sumo wrestlers coming at me.
After the fact, I hate you even though I pretend to be fine. You simpleton! You never knew me.
What I'm getting at is this has left me vulnerable and cagy. I don't particularly like your presence but often am forced to grin and bear it.
I don't see this in other people. When I am on the phone with you I
have no fear. I can chop you down like a cherry tree. It's your
physical presence and its proximity that get me seemingly no matter how
dull in the teeth you are. You are Mega Man.
And now you meme your addiction.
Burned. Got burned. Got sizzled. Didn't get tied.
Enough about you. Let's focus on me for awhile. I'm a 25 year old
German language scholar. I started learning German as a wee lad at age
9. Now I'm, how do you call it? Fluent.
Chapter 2
I was on the other side of the bars. The window. Chowing down on my commissary bought California cheeseburger and drinking a fine $2 bottle
of Pepsi. You were there to interview me. To take notes and see if I
was worth going out on a limb for. But I lost my cool when you asked me what I thought was my best feature. I've been asked this a thousand
times and I always tell them, my intelligence. Here you were and I was
at the end of my rope. I told you my best feature was "Immersion." When
you stared like a dull-eyed doe, I explained, "I can lose myself in a
video game." And you were like, "Yeah, whatever." I was walking on eggshells the rest of the interview. I can't talk rationally to a
person who treats me like that. Maybe I should have thrown my chair
against the wall. But that Pepsi was so goddamn good.
Chapter 3
I made two discoveries before writing this to you. 1) I can kill enough monsters to get aggressively powerful if I wander the city like I
wandered the castle. I have this idea that after unlocking all the
doors and barging in that the population goes down. I leave the
Rodentia and Arachnids and the humanoids to their homes in order to
provide a feeling of safety to the recently battered peeps. 2) I can
create collisions in chess by holding off on skirmishes, saving them
like the board was a refrigerator full of Mickey Mouse contraptions.
This is a skill necessary to learn to advance above what I have.
Chapter 4
I've been looking for the solution to my chess ills and I think this is
it. My game was linear up to this point, chasing guys around the board, never knowing how to set up the bomb. I just figured it out, and as I
write this missive to you, to open your eyes that I have been wasting
your time with my previous messages. Maybe this will work out and do
what I want it to.
Chapter 5
I've been looking for this solution to my video game ills and I think
this is it. My guys would basically get in exile as they wandered
further and further from home base always searching for orcs to
obliterate and wizards to wreck. Now, I have an almost unlimited supply
of evil to vanquish.
Chapter 6
When I told you "Immersive" it was a leap of faith. I could have said
my intelligence is my best feature, but how can I expect you to
experience the intelligence inside my mind? I feel it is an invasion of
my person when you nag me with "You must be really smart." from your quarters. It was a leap of faith that did not pay off, because you obviously didn't understand why that was a positive feature. It's
because here I am inside your head in this missive because I immersed
myself in your ichor, that trail of slime you left the last day I saw
you when you decided to throw me under the bus.
Chapter 7
Full OCP cyber technology state of the art destructive capabilities
commanded by a unique combination of software and organic systems
Chapter 8
A negative of chess is that many opponents are rude assholes. I learned
to castle in the first year I learned chess. I castle often and I
usually castle. I go up against this mad master and he has to
complement me every time I castle. Too many times. Castling is like
magic in the game. Far be it from me to be less than a wizard in a game with magic. My favorite role is the battlemage, a mastery of magic
paired with a deadly wood and metal quarterstaff. I know how to castle
and I don't need you to tell me it's a good move. Save that for the
mundane plays that are better than usual, please.
Chapter 9
| |
| |
horsheshoe, magnet
solve difficult problems to get great items,
the wizard's uncle
Chapter 10
This is because of your Confusestry.
My what?
You play obscure variations in Chess, so they got their computer chess players to take you on. They can't waste their minds on unforeseen
blabber.
I am a tactical genius!
solve difficult problems to get great items,
the wizard's uncle
Chapter 11
Do you have a Bible? I have one on the computer," and tapping the top
of the laptop, "but it's nice to have one in paper.
"C'you help me out?"
"I suppose," and hand him a cigarette in an otherwise empty box.
"Close that door! Stay out of here!"
Flip.
* * *
People resist being upbraided. I'm sure he'll do or say something
unclean if I confront him. Still, it is imperative that I confront him because it was so wrong. He's been going on and on about Steve and I'm incredibly tired of hearing the same blather way too many times. This incident was couched in his right to a certain peace of mind while here.
But he's bringing in the riff raff himself. I don't interfere with
his visitation, where does he get the notion that he can shout at the
people who visit me?
"How am I supposed to get my Bible if Steve can't come in?"
"If you could just refrain from shouting at my guests..."
He doesn't respond either time.
After a few he gets up, indignant, and walks out the door. Here it
comes...
He goes off and fingerbangs my gutterslut and does what he pleases while
I sit and chew on my fingernails.. Obviously she likes being shouted at.
I _don't_ want to talk to him.
"bullshitbullshitbullshit"
"Oh really?"
"repeats bullshit," and I know it's a lie that he needs to get through
for his manhood. No one gets that excited about repeating something
unless they are lying through their teeth.
I lie, "I'll go find out."
I get the verification about the coupling from an information broker.
I'm so through with her. I'll have to put up with him for awhile, pretending to be amiable. Revenge is a dish best served cold. It's not
a love triangle, it's a love pentagon. Her socially accepted boyfriend meets me in the woods and we exchange his and byes. Maybe he's getting
fed up with her too.
According to Jameson, I have to steel myself to leave them both alone, I learn while browsing for terminology. I'll leave this document
somewhere because people have to know that I don't tolerate abusive cheating. Come next week she's going to be standing close to me saying Please Please Please. However, the actual target is a peaceful midget.
I may only spray him with shaving cream and give him a wedgie. Where it gets interesting is that I must not miss. A bird in the hand is worth
two in the bush.
Chapter 12
When I told you "Immersive" it was a leap of faith. I could have said anything. What do you care for anyways? I told you it was the first
time I'd revealed that side of my nature and that should count for
something but it DIDN'T. Worst interview of all time.
Zersterer wrote:
Chapter 1
Flip out king and queen. Much of your discourse is fatal shock and
retribution for conversation you didn't understand. You go to hell
and back in a matter of plenty blood vessels. One half we are
chatting, the next you are in a bull rush to meet me and subdue.
Flip out king and queen. If it weren't for my ability to defuse a
situation I'd be minus a few more teeth than the crooked one the
dentist pulled. It leaves me feeling flat. Some of you I can take,
others are fat sumo wrestlers coming at me.
After the fact, I hate you even though I pretend to be fine. You
simpleton! You never knew me.
What I'm getting at is this has left me vulnerable and cagy. I don't
particularly like your presence but often am forced to grin and bear
it. I don't see this in other people. When I am on the phone with
you I have no fear. I can chop you down like a cherry tree. It's
your physical presence and its proximity that get me seemingly no
matter how dull in the teeth you are. You are Mega Man.
And now you meme your addiction.
Burned. Got burned. Got sizzled. Didn't get tied.
Enough about you. Let's focus on me for awhile. I'm a 25 year old
German language scholar. I started learning German as a wee lad at
age 9. Now I'm, how do you call it? Fluent.
Chapter 2
I was on the other side of the bars. The window. Chowing down on my
commissary bought California cheeseburger and drinking a fine $2
bottle of Pepsi. You were there to interview me. To take notes and
see if I was worth going out on a limb for. But I lost my cool when
you asked me what I thought was my best feature. I've been asked this
a thousand times and I always tell them, my intelligence. Here you
were and I was at the end of my rope. I told you my best feature was
"Immersion." When you stared like a dull-eyed doe, I explained, "I can
lose myself in a video game." And you were like, "Yeah, whatever." I
was walking on eggshells the rest of the interview. I can't talk
rationally to a person who treats me like that. Maybe I should have
thrown my chair against the wall. But that Pepsi was so goddamn good.
Chapter 3
I made two discoveries before writing this to you. 1) I can kill
enough monsters to get aggressively powerful if I wander the city like
I wandered the castle. I have this idea that after unlocking all the
doors and barging in that the population goes down. I leave the
Rodentia and Arachnids and the humanoids to their homes in order to
provide a feeling of safety to the recently battered peeps. 2) I can
create collisions in chess by holding off on skirmishes, saving them
like the board was a refrigerator full of Mickey Mouse contraptions.
This is a skill necessary to learn to advance above what I have.
Chapter 4
I've been looking for the solution to my chess ills and I think this
is it. My game was linear up to this point, chasing guys around the
board, never knowing how to set up the bomb. I just figured it out,
and as I write this missive to you, to open your eyes that I have been
wasting your time with my previous messages. Maybe this will work out
and do what I want it to.
Chapter 5
I've been looking for this solution to my video game ills and I think
this is it. My guys would basically get in exile as they wandered
further and further from home base always searching for orcs to
obliterate and wizards to wreck. Now, I have an almost unlimited
supply of evil to vanquish.
Chapter 6
When I told you "Immersive" it was a leap of faith. I could have said
my intelligence is my best feature, but how can I expect you to
experience the intelligence inside my mind? I feel it is an invasion
of my person when you nag me with "You must be really smart." from
your quarters. It was a leap of faith that did not pay off, because
you obviously didn't understand why that was a positive feature. It's
because here I am inside your head in this missive because I immersed
myself in your ichor, that trail of slime you left the last day I saw
you when you decided to throw me under the bus.
Chapter 7
Full OCP cyber technology state of the art destructive capabilities
commanded by a unique combination of software and organic systems
Chapter 8
A negative of chess is that many opponents are rude assholes. I
learned to castle in the first year I learned chess. I castle often
and I usually castle. I go up against this mad master and he has to
complement me every time I castle. Too many times. Castling is like
magic in the game. Far be it from me to be less than a wizard in a
game with magic. My favorite role is the battlemage, a mastery of
magic paired with a deadly wood and metal quarterstaff. I know how to
castle and I don't need you to tell me it's a good move. Save that
for the mundane plays that are better than usual, please.
Chapter 9
| |
| |
horsheshoe, magnet
solve difficult problems to get great items,
the wizard's uncle
Chapter 10
This is because of your Confusestry.
My what?
You play obscure variations in Chess, so they got their computer chess
players to take you on. They can't waste their minds on unforeseen
blabber.
I am a tactical genius!
solve difficult problems to get great items,
the wizard's uncle
Chapter 11
Do you have a Bible? I have one on the computer," and tapping the top
of the laptop, "but it's nice to have one in paper.
"C'you help me out?"
"I suppose," and hand him a cigarette in an otherwise empty box.
"Close that door! Stay out of here!"
Flip.
* * *
People resist being upbraided. I'm sure he'll do or say something
unclean if I confront him. Still, it is imperative that I confront
him because it was so wrong. He's been going on and on about Steve
and I'm incredibly tired of hearing the same blather way too many
times. This incident was couched in his right to a certain peace of
mind while here. But he's bringing in the riff raff himself. I
don't interfere with his visitation, where does he get the notion that
he can shout at the people who visit me?
"How am I supposed to get my Bible if Steve can't come in?"
"If you could just refrain from shouting at my guests..."
He doesn't respond either time.
After a few he gets up, indignant, and walks out the door. Here it
comes...
He goes off and fingerbangs my gutterslut and does what he pleases
while I sit and chew on my fingernails.. Obviously she likes being
shouted at.
I _don't_ want to talk to him.
"bullshitbullshitbullshit"
"Oh really?"
"repeats bullshit," and I know it's a lie that he needs to get through
for his manhood. No one gets that excited about repeating something
unless they are lying through their teeth.
I lie, "I'll go find out."
I get the verification about the coupling from an information broker.
I'm so through with her. I'll have to put up with him for awhile,
pretending to be amiable. Revenge is a dish best served cold. It's
not a love triangle, it's a love pentagon. Her socially accepted
boyfriend meets me in the woods and we exchange his and byes. Maybe
he's getting fed up with her too.
According to Jameson, I have to steel myself to leave them both alone,
I learn while browsing for terminology. I'll leave this document
somewhere because people have to know that I don't tolerate abusive
cheating. Come next week she's going to be standing close to me
saying Please Please Please. However, the actual target is a peaceful
midget. I may only spray him with shaving cream and give him a
wedgie. Where it gets interesting is that I must not miss. A bird in
the hand is worth two in the bush.
Chapter 12
When I told you "Immersive" it was a leap of faith. I could have said
anything. What do you care for anyways? I told you it was the first
time I'd revealed that side of my nature and that should count for
something but it DIDN'T. Worst interview of all time.
This is my first book. By querying the populace it was discovered that people are looking for a different subject matter.
Zersterer wrote:
Zersterer wrote:
Chapter 1
Flip out king and queen. Much of your discourse is fatal shock and
retribution for conversation you didn't understand. You go to hell
and back in a matter of plenty blood vessels. One half we are
chatting, the next you are in a bull rush to meet me and subdue.
Flip out king and queen. If it weren't for my ability to defuse a
situation I'd be minus a few more teeth than the crooked one the
dentist pulled. It leaves me feeling flat. Some of you I can take,
others are fat sumo wrestlers coming at me.
After the fact, I hate you even though I pretend to be fine. You
simpleton! You never knew me.
What I'm getting at is this has left me vulnerable and cagy. I don't
particularly like your presence but often am forced to grin and bear
it. I don't see this in other people. When I am on the phone with
you I have no fear. I can chop you down like a cherry tree. It's
your physical presence and its proximity that get me seemingly no
matter how dull in the teeth you are. You are Mega Man.
And now you meme your addiction.
Burned. Got burned. Got sizzled. Didn't get tied.
Enough about you. Let's focus on me for awhile. I'm a 25 year old
German language scholar. I started learning German as a wee lad at
age 9. Now I'm, how do you call it? Fluent.
Chapter 2
I was on the other side of the bars. The window. Chowing down on my
commissary bought California cheeseburger and drinking a fine $2
bottle of Pepsi. You were there to interview me. To take notes and
see if I was worth going out on a limb for. But I lost my cool when
you asked me what I thought was my best feature. I've been asked
this a thousand times and I always tell them, my intelligence. Here
you were and I was at the end of my rope. I told you my best feature
was "Immersion." When you stared like a dull-eyed doe, I explained,
"I can lose myself in a video game." And you were like, "Yeah,
whatever." I was walking on eggshells the rest of the interview. I
can't talk rationally to a person who treats me like that. Maybe I
should have thrown my chair against the wall. But that Pepsi was so
goddamn good.
Chapter 3
I made two discoveries before writing this to you. 1) I can kill
enough monsters to get aggressively powerful if I wander the city
like I wandered the castle. I have this idea that after unlocking
all the doors and barging in that the population goes down. I leave
the Rodentia and Arachnids and the humanoids to their homes in order
to provide a feeling of safety to the recently battered peeps. 2) I
can create collisions in chess by holding off on skirmishes, saving
them like the board was a refrigerator full of Mickey Mouse
contraptions. This is a skill necessary to learn to advance above
what I have.
Chapter 4
I've been looking for the solution to my chess ills and I think this
is it. My game was linear up to this point, chasing guys around the
board, never knowing how to set up the bomb. I just figured it out,
and as I write this missive to you, to open your eyes that I have
been wasting your time with my previous messages. Maybe this will
work out and do what I want it to.
Chapter 5
I've been looking for this solution to my video game ills and I think
this is it. My guys would basically get in exile as they wandered
further and further from home base always searching for orcs to
obliterate and wizards to wreck. Now, I have an almost unlimited
supply of evil to vanquish.
Chapter 6
When I told you "Immersive" it was a leap of faith. I could have
said my intelligence is my best feature, but how can I expect you to
experience the intelligence inside my mind? I feel it is an invasion
of my person when you nag me with "You must be really smart." from
your quarters. It was a leap of faith that did not pay off, because
you obviously didn't understand why that was a positive feature.
It's because here I am inside your head in this missive because I
immersed myself in your ichor, that trail of slime you left the last
day I saw you when you decided to throw me under the bus.
Chapter 7
Full OCP cyber technology state of the art destructive capabilities
commanded by a unique combination of software and organic systems
Chapter 8
A negative of chess is that many opponents are rude assholes. I
learned to castle in the first year I learned chess. I castle often
and I usually castle. I go up against this mad master and he has to
complement me every time I castle. Too many times. Castling is like
magic in the game. Far be it from me to be less than a wizard in a
game with magic. My favorite role is the battlemage, a mastery of
magic paired with a deadly wood and metal quarterstaff. I know how
to castle and I don't need you to tell me it's a good move. Save
that for the mundane plays that are better than usual, please.
Chapter 9
| |
| |
horsheshoe, magnet
solve difficult problems to get great items,
the wizard's uncle
Chapter 10
This is because of your Confusestry.
My what?
You play obscure variations in Chess, so they got their computer
chess players to take you on. They can't waste their minds on
unforeseen blabber.
I am a tactical genius!
solve difficult problems to get great items,
the wizard's uncle
Chapter 11
Do you have a Bible? I have one on the computer," and tapping the
top of the laptop, "but it's nice to have one in paper.
"C'you help me out?"
"I suppose," and hand him a cigarette in an otherwise empty box.
"Close that door! Stay out of here!"
Flip.
* * *
People resist being upbraided. I'm sure he'll do or say something
unclean if I confront him. Still, it is imperative that I confront
him because it was so wrong. He's been going on and on about Steve
and I'm incredibly tired of hearing the same blather way too many
times. This incident was couched in his right to a certain peace of
mind while here. But he's bringing in the riff raff himself. I
don't interfere with his visitation, where does he get the notion
that he can shout at the people who visit me?
"How am I supposed to get my Bible if Steve can't come in?"
"If you could just refrain from shouting at my guests..."
He doesn't respond either time.
After a few he gets up, indignant, and walks out the door. Here it
comes...
He goes off and fingerbangs my gutterslut and does what he pleases
while I sit and chew on my fingernails.. Obviously she likes being
shouted at.
I _don't_ want to talk to him.
"bullshitbullshitbullshit"
"Oh really?"
"repeats bullshit," and I know it's a lie that he needs to get
through for his manhood. No one gets that excited about repeating
something unless they are lying through their teeth.
I lie, "I'll go find out."
I get the verification about the coupling from an information broker.
I'm so through with her. I'll have to put up with him for awhile,
pretending to be amiable. Revenge is a dish best served cold. It's
not a love triangle, it's a love pentagon. Her socially accepted
boyfriend meets me in the woods and we exchange his and byes. Maybe
he's getting fed up with her too.
According to Jameson, I have to steel myself to leave them both
alone, I learn while browsing for terminology. I'll leave this
document somewhere because people have to know that I don't tolerate
abusive cheating. Come next week she's going to be standing close to
me saying Please Please Please. However, the actual target is a
peaceful midget. I may only spray him with shaving cream and give him
a wedgie. Where it gets interesting is that I must not miss. A bird
in the hand is worth two in the bush.
Chapter 12
When I told you "Immersive" it was a leap of faith. I could have
said anything. What do you care for anyways? I told you it was the
first time I'd revealed that side of my nature and that should count
for something but it DIDN'T. Worst interview of all time.
This is my first book. By querying the populace it was discovered
that people are looking for a different subject matter.
It looks like the roommate got away without receiving justice or
retribution for his evil stance and his black eyes. Shouldn't the african-american pass?
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