OK, here’s the deal. Mrs. Trion and I spent Thanksgiving with her family this year. During dinner her aunt mentions how income tax should be illegal. Never one to pass up an opportunity to look like a know-it-all, I assured her this was not true and promised to e-mail her a link to the appropriate article from the Straight Dope[sup]TM[/sup].
Well, last evening I get an e-mail saying thanks for the article and that she has registered a name. Good Lord! Now what am I supposed to do. How can I act the rascal and bounder with one of my in-laws poking around? How can I flirt with the charming ladies on the board? I don’t even know the name she registered.
What I really need is for someone to cover for me. If someone could post like me, maybe she won’t notice the real me. Or just get confused. So whadya say? Anyone wanna be “Trion”?
And Betty, if you’re reading this: Look behind you! Quick! It’s a big distracting thing!
See, that’s one reason why I only tell those “of whom I approve” about the message board and its address. Everyone else gets the “yeah, there’s this message board I’m part of and they say…” without revealing my sources.
How 'bout registering under a different name?
/cheech & chong voice/ “Trion’s not here, man” /C&C voice/
Just make sure you don’t flirt with anybody who has a registration date of November 27. Otherwise, I think we’re talking a two-night “Parental Discretion Advised” miniseries, at the very least, especially if there’s gonna be a lot of loose talk about someone’s “big distracting thing”. “Distracted by his big thing, Trion’s Aunt Betty paused while unzipping her sensible navy blue wool dress and gawked in amazement, her bifocals slipping down her nose in her excitement…”
Like that. We don’t want any of that dirty stuff 'round here.
No sir.
Not at all.
I’m going to go down in the basement and do laundry now and I’m not coming back into this thread AT ALL, so you folks can just do WHATEVER YOU LIKE, and nobody will disturb you.
Here I go…
[sound of house slippers going down basement stairs]
Thanks BunnyGirl, but I couldn’t remember the details of the article in question durring dinner, so I had to resort to sending her the complete info when I got home. Damn this Homer Simpson brain.
The name change idea has merit, but I’m somewhat attached to “Trion”. I may consider it if anyone can think of a better name for me. I make no promises though.
Sure, I’ll be Trion, but then you’ll have to be tater; retired porn star. And you’ll also have to take any um, retaliations that might be meted out towards me…not that I’m expecting any, no sir, not me. But, yeah, I think I’d like trying to be Trion (hehehehe, that made me giggle).
Now I, uh, I mean Trion am (is?) going to take a bath and then go to bed. (Dammit, how would one make that sentence make sense. I’m, I mean, Trion is far too tired to make sense of this.)
I have to confess… I brought this on myself when I insisted that my husband attend the Central MN Dopefest. I have no one to blame but myself.
My husband is now a Doper. This makes it impossible to flirt and bitch about my sex life. Please don’t tell him about the whipped cream, Hershey’s syrup and trained snakes. It would kill our marriage
No tater. No no no. I like the idea of being a retired porn star, but as for that other thing - no.
lurkernomore, you are correct. I should never have given out my user name. I wonder if maybe she’s forgotten it. I wonder if she’ll read this thread and it’ll remind her. Damn!
Lord knows people post enough intimate details . . . zits on asses, lubracted condoms holding toothbrushes, fellating members of pro sports teams . . .
