strange_actual_conversation stork daddy homeless guy: i have good news and bad news..twice.. me: huh? homeless guy: the bad news is that i'm homeless. the good news is that i saved a bunch of money on my car insurance. the other bad news is that i don't have a car. 050627 ... Lemon_Soda *blink* *blinkblink* 050627 ... Doar homeless guy that still has a sense of humour. . 050627 ... akuma aoi see also: good_morning_senor hollywood_material_baby now all i need is for one of the more purely deranged and bacterially afragrant fellows to tell me that he's a tree wizard or some such shit and i'll have heard fucking near everything 050627 ... unhinged he looked at her and said 'put those fuckme eyes away if you don't mean it.' and then turned to me and said something like 'how come you never look at me like that nicole?' me: 'i can't have fuckme eyes for you.' him: 'i don't know whether i should be insulted or complimented.' me: 'you should be complimented considering i hate 90% of the people i've ever had sex with.' strange because i never thought i would tell him how i felt about him. but he's back to his same asshole tricks. *sigh* how tarnished we are, me and him. oxidized and black to the eye, but so much beauty underneath. 050627 ... oren 1st guy: "Do you know George McSwain?" 2nd guy: "Who?" 1st guy: "What's his name?" 2nd guy: "George McSwain." 1st guy: "Never heard of him." [Actual vaudville routine.] 051209 ... oren vaudeville, dammit. 051209 ... say_a_mop woman at bus stop: would 20% be two dollars? my friend karen: pardon me? woman: would 20% be two dollars? karen: well, 20% of what? woman: Say... a mop. karen: well how much does the mop cost? woman: Ten dollars. karen: then yes, 20% would be 2 dollars woman: well WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SO? 051210 ... . grasshopper grasshopper my dad calls me this. i met him when i was 19. 000502 ... Bownan Every where I went to look at blather there was a little grasshopper already there... can she see my mind? 000622 ... Whitechocolatewalrus Grasshoppers hop through grass. I see them all the time and I wish I were as free as they are. 031108 ... hey now! a grasshopper walks into a bar and the bartender says "hey, we have a drink named after you" "YOU HAVE A DRINK NAMED STEVE?!" 031108 ... sab you have a lot to learn 061212 ... walrie i still agree with me 061212 ... HopSomeGrass some know kung_fu 061212 ... () ( i was kwai chang caine this halloween ) 061212 ... phil Renewal swirls in the morning. Fangs push out of their supplanted homes, and wings sprout from high above the world. A cloud of bones, ticking on the walls that surround me. Thieves under the spell of both sky and darkness, sliding across the valley, silently checking for me. Between the two of them, time becomes a narrow slit, just wide enough to leap through in an instant. 101009 ... somebody t o d a y y e s t e r d a y renormalization_counting_sheep_and_insomnia kx21 __everything_mounts_to_nothing__ brand_new_blather_blue_book give_me_something_to_look_forward_to nothing_is_everything exitstance_impure y2k future gfd fg hfff nothing_eveporatesfsnkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk blown_cherry free_fall sleeping_in_the_waves she_loved_me 101010 marx_brothers i_can_not_fucking_handle_this blood_and_poison_and_rust_and_ash grasshopper oren's_new_word_observation andru235's_final_blathe here refresh_now 101010 what's it to you? who go blather from 101010 ... . grasshopper grasshopper my dad calls me this. i met him when i was 19. 000502 ... Bownan Every where I went to look at blather there was a little grasshopper already there... can she see my mind? 000622 ... Whitechocolatewalrus Grasshoppers hop through grass. I see them all the time and I wish I were as free as they are. 031108 ... hey now! a grasshopper walks into a bar and the bartender says "hey, we have a drink named after you" "YOU HAVE A DRINK NAMED STEVE?!" 031108 ... sab you have a lot to learn 061212 ... walrie i still agree with me 061212 ... HopSomeGrass some know kung_fu 061212 ... () ( i was kwai chang caine this halloween ) 061212 ... phil Renewal swirls in the morning. Fangs push out of their supplanted homes, and wings sprout from high above the world. A cloud of bones, ticking on the walls that surround me. Thieves under the spell of both sky and darkness, sliding across the valley, silently checking for me. Between the two of them, time becomes a narrow slit, just wide enough to leap through in an instant. 101009 ... somebody t o d a y y e s t e r d a y renormalization_counting_sheep_and_insomnia kx21 __everything_mounts_to_nothing__ brand_new_blather_blue_book give_me_something_to_look_forward_to nothing_is_everything exitstance_impure y2k future gfd fg hfff nothing_eveporatesfsnkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk blown_cherry free_fall sleeping_in_the_waves she_loved_me 101010 marx_brothers i_can_not_fucking_handle_this blood_and_poison_and_rust_and_ash grasshopper oren's_new_word_observation andru235's_final_blathe here refresh_now 101010 what's it to you? who go blather from 101010 what's it to you? who go blather from