As a fellow sconnie, I’ll friend you. Plus, I’m pretty sure you wrote a witty line about peeing while the Earth was about to be blown up by a big rock or something. That’s worthwhile, right?
To somebody, I 'spose. Though for 15 minutes of fame wthout a crime being involved, it paid remarkably poorly. And having a title of worst writer of 2007 has surprisingly NOT leapfrogged my career ahead.
Good thing. When a friend of mine cries, he better have a long steel needle in his eye. If he doesn’t, I will stick one in, so I don’t have to think he’s crying for no reason.
Girls too. Though for them I’ll use a pretty tortoise shell needle.
Ok, I’ve asked everyone who posted to this thread but didn’t ask for my friendship, to become my friends. I hope that with some denials I can generate rancor and bitterness to sour the taste of my old age.