There’s a rule against it right? Shouldn’t be done. Considering my sad state of affairs, I frequently come home alone feeling the urge to post. So if we’ve got to puke, why don’t we puke in the right place - this thread. Resist the temptation of trying to write something intelligent somewhere else - post here!
Remember UncleBeer’s monkey butler? That was brilliant. If there’s one thing I like it’s monkeys.
Sad state of affairs, really, my life. I am attractive and get hit on and end up alone. If only I had a monkey butler most of my needs would be satisfied. A dog would help. Or if I lived in Brasil with a guy called João, swinging in a hammock. Instead, I’m in some wannabe Friends existence where everyone is young and beautiful and cool and miserable. What kind of shite is that? I’m posting here to strangers, cuz I like all y’all better than most. What does that say about me?
Oh dear, perhaps this is too coherent to pass off as drunken babbling. Babble drunkenly, all of you!
A friend of mine is wants to invent a breathalyzer to hook up to your computer. More evidence it’s needed. I can’t even bring myself to read what I wrote. My neighborhood bar now has a website. It’s clearly the most appropriate place to fulfill my drunken posting urges.
No idea why I credited UncleBeer with the monkey butler post. Both names end in “-er” - that’s the best excuse I have.
Magic8ball, don’t worry to much. I used to think the same thing about myself when I was your age. Turns out I was just a drug addict.
But, on a serious note, if it bugs you, talk to someone about it. I missed so many mondays in high school that I almost didn’t graduate even with a 3.89 GPA. My weekends were so harsh, i had to recoop on mondays, you see. And the blackouts (from mixing speed and whiskey) scared me, finally making me want help.
So, if you were for real, hope it works out.
To every one else, sorry 'bout the hijack. Some funny stuff being posted.
That was most definitely Homer, not UncleBeer.
