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-- So there's a mailing list I belong to. It is full of nerds. Not fun nerds, not riot nrrds. Unsocialized, cocksure, headcase nerds. The kind of nerds who bitch that ECW is on Sci-fi rather than watch, appropriately enchanted, M. Hardy's every expression.
I could de-list, yes. But, the list is dedicated to discussion one of my favorite terrible books. Usually I am able to ignore the 12542 posts about boring crap in order to read the few I like--the first 100 items to disappear in a panic, which celebrity would survive the apocolypse, etc. But lately, those nerds have been prattling endlessly about coal transportation.
Shut up about coal transportation already. No one cares except all of you. Appease me! Post a primer about which bed lines are best to loot. ETAOMG. In the time it took me to type up this post, they posted moar! Quit it, jeez.
--Thanks to Tom Brady's girl-bones, I had to draft a new QB. IT COSTS TWO DOLLARS TO DO THAT. I picked Brett's replacement, and delightfully, it turns out that Aaron Rodgers is the Little Neckbeard Who Could. Lots of points for mommy. Now shave and look hot!
--Editing of my recent porn is going poorly. It's like 3 people had a hand in writing it. Ms. Lit with her writerisms, a good ol' yarn spinner yuk-yuk, and the awesome writer I want to be. And, the paragraph where the starring cock appears sounds clunky and cliched and dumb. I want a stunning intro-- that cock deserves no less.
Someday I will write a porn how-to called The Trouble With Cock.
I could de-list, yes. But, the list is dedicated to discussion one of my favorite terrible books. Usually I am able to ignore the 12542 posts about boring crap in order to read the few I like--the first 100 items to disappear in a panic, which celebrity would survive the apocolypse, etc. But lately, those nerds have been prattling endlessly about coal transportation.
Shut up about coal transportation already. No one cares except all of you. Appease me! Post a primer about which bed lines are best to loot. ETAOMG. In the time it took me to type up this post, they posted moar! Quit it, jeez.
--Thanks to Tom Brady's girl-bones, I had to draft a new QB. IT COSTS TWO DOLLARS TO DO THAT. I picked Brett's replacement, and delightfully, it turns out that Aaron Rodgers is the Little Neckbeard Who Could. Lots of points for mommy. Now shave and look hot!
--Editing of my recent porn is going poorly. It's like 3 people had a hand in writing it. Ms. Lit with her writerisms, a good ol' yarn spinner yuk-yuk, and the awesome writer I want to be. And, the paragraph where the starring cock appears sounds clunky and cliched and dumb. I want a stunning intro-- that cock deserves no less.
Someday I will write a porn how-to called The Trouble With Cock.
