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**Not enough Halloween fun to go around that we have to borrow some other country's crap?None of the people I knew growing up had to do trick or treat. We were so decidedly quasi-ghetto that my Halloweens were trips to the cemetery where we would make balls out of candle wax drippings. I know its primitive, and it sure as hell hurt, but it kept us entertained until it hurt some more. Then we'd

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Comments like this help me get my groove back. Thank you.Regular programming will resume shortly after I have completely shed this most uncomfortable mistress jumpsuit. It's a great bother, I tell you, and I'm just about 95% done. Meanwhile, it will be in your best interest to Never Engage in a relationship with a married guy, or girl, whichever the case maybe. If he can be unfaithful to the wife

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**I don't think the DISLIKE/ HATE /SUCK MY DICK option will happen. But I'm still waiting for a radio button that says "Does this post make sense to you?" Or at least a setting that says "Hide all posts from gullible people in your network."I know it's a god send if it does happen, but I will keep that feature disabled anyway. I will run out of material to bash. For example...I've seen a lot of

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**This here is an undistilled, but edited, thank you of sorts.I've always been conscious of my stats. And what makes it ironic is that I don't blog hop as much as I used to in 2006. I no longer advertise. I no longer promote. I don't see the point because my ego's as big as my brownish rabbit-shit tits anyway.The only endorsement that this blog has been receiving for quite some time now is

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**Long lines give you good ideas. 1. Won't somebody please designate a special booth for people who have no clue as to which end of their ATM goes into the machine? The least they could do is to include Basic ATM Training before they introduce the principles of burger flipping or canned-good bagging or making change.2. I know long lines are a drag, but seriously, won't you guys limit your ATM

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**If you can find it in your hearts to kindly choke on this, please? If quoting makes you cum, then go for it. Do it again, and again, and again, until you're pronounced dead by ejaculation. Quote to your satisfaction, but remember to credit your sources. --I said this first, as far as I know. I Googled this goddamned light bulb moment. It's so easy to echo what second hand words of wisdom you

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**And it's getting ugly. I have noticed, recently, that I am always on the alert for his attentions, which he pours in generous showers, and I am increasingly pining and trying to get myself noticed. It is no longer sweet. It is rather disgusting, and pathetic, and is a far cry from the image that I am trying to project. I am supposed to be simultaneously fearless and bold, detached and caring,

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**It's a soup of topics that don't really follow suit. Or it's me with all that material but nothing to write. **Meanwhile, the following paragraphs were taken from that big notebook I almost always have with me. I try to write a lot, when I'm not drunk or lazy, and these notes represent my mostly sober moments. 1. What is Self Defeating? I remember this local whatshisface recording

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**I will let these pictures do the talking, but if I have to spare a word, then it will have to be this -- Finally. And these two -- fucking drama. Ooops, sorry. We were drinking that same night. This is my friend, Richard Hadede.

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**I'm blogging less frequently these days because a certain friend is in quite an alarming situation. And I'm a good friend. I have this friend, and he's been seeing this punk for two weeks now. The punk's sweet, I'll give him that, and I remember my friend telling me how this punk makes him feel a whole lot like a natural woman. They are not officially a couple, my friend says, and he presents,

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For the first time in my life, I am now the one being pursued. I don't know what this punk sees in me, but he makes me feel like a goddamn girl. Stolen kisses, displays of affection in front of his friends, displays of affection in front of my friends, hands held until they swell, surprise visits, his arms, thin and wrapped around me in front of his friends and mine. I can get used to this. No,

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**Ladies and gentlemen, presented for your enlightenment and further discussion-- a brief study on joke delivery. First, the joke in the ideal tongue: Q: Paano mo papainumin ng gamot ang bakla? A: Ihalo mo sa tamod. And now, it's english equivalent: Q: How do you medicate a faggot?A: Mix it with sperm.My blog is a decidedly English mess, as far as the medium goes, but exceptions are in order if

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I skipped school for two weeks when I was in Grade Four. And that wasn't because I was bullied. Oh hell no. Far from it. And I'm not being defensive when I mentioned the bullying shit. It is because I was enrolled in this exclusive all-boys school then, and queer kids like myself are, and this is not a statistic, a curiosity in that knee length pool of testosterone. This was in the Eighties. Gay

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**I have elected to disable comments for my LitWit promotions. I suppose its better if you can check the site out yourself and then comment. This episode is about writing a Fantasy Love Story, and I have full confidence in the capacities of some you as far as this genre goes. After all, we are just all too human in this city. Non sequitur? Think again, love. Meanwhile, my next post will be this

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**I will be 31 next month, and I feel like documenting what maturity has developed in my bullshit person. This list pretty much covers just about everything that I have learned so far. This may not apply to you, but that's alright. It's your life, and you have your own lessons. But I believe in learning something as you go along. Otherwise, what the hell's the damn point?**What makes this ironic

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**What do you do when your cat starts grooming you? And yes, Saffy is a cat.Dear Saffy,So I have this Siamese boss, goes by the name Prince, and he assumes he’s royalty because I call him that. Anyway, we’ve been together, or I have been his property for close to three years now, and I’m writing to you because his recent grooming habits have come to include me.This here is the boss. Here’s our

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**This is an emergency post. I am still adhering to my healthy frequency of posting once-a-week, but this was a light bulb situation. I've had enough of people in my network asking me to LIKE some idea for personal reasons. If it was good enough to begin with, then it wouldn't need the endorsement much, it should live on its own, it should be, to a certain degree, sufficient enough to promote its

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**This post was inspired by a real person, a goddess-variety charmer with whom I've had the fortunate acquaintance to brag about. I was washing the dishes this one day, when I happened to look at the kitchen tiles, those white, and clean kitchen tiles, and I suddenly had this inspiration to write. I'm not sure if she's aware of this, but her not knowing is alright, I suppose. I'm not dedicating

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**That One Word! What heavenly music to the gay guy's ear! What promise! What rapture! What validation! Delayed! Oh fuck it. I reviewed KAOS the Musical for The Mistress of the Universe. And my review was published in her blog dated May 18, 2011. I know, I know, but I judged you read this post's title first. I apologize for the inconvenience!And this here is haggard evidence. Fly's not open, and

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**Oo na, alam ko once a week lang ako magpo-post. Pero kinuwento ko na to habang mainit init pa. Tsaka pala tatagalugin ko muna to ha? Kunyari tropa tayo. Tsaka ang hirap ikuwento nito ng English. Bukod sa ayaw ko mag-isip eh ramdam ko na mas buhay to pag tinagalog ko. Kaya heto. Medio mahaba pala to, mga punks. Ginanahan ako eh. Heto yung kuwento sa likod ng FB Status na to. Naalimpungatan ako

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Before anything else, allow me to say this, and I say this on a fucken spiritual note -- I really meant what I said on that loser post. This post. I've been on several hiatuses over the longevity of this blog, and I meant to take that last spasmic fit seriously. I had designed to commit to it's finality. It will be the Hiatus to rule Hiatuses. It will be The One Hiatus. It will be the Queen of

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I breezed through the writings of this blogger, and he writes fantastic. He will be me, if I were straight and were I using my dick for it's rightful, God-given office, and for all the right reasons, I should be challenged by his posts and his topics. Why, I could assume, in secret, of course, that we are riding on the same wave length, and I should be happy because, at last, there's another

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**I suppose I'm just lazy. But this will be it, for now. Keep being a punk, okay?

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**I am still on hiatus. I am taking a break from the break, though, because I feel the need to report. I am suddenly possessed of this itch to document, and a Facebook Status alone doesn't motherfucking cut it. It is lacking, and it is pedestrian, and it will not address my being anal... retentive. Which is why I'm taking a break from the break, but I propose to get back to breaking some more as

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Which is why I'm declaring a cease fire, am adjourning this court, and going on the h-word. Hiatus, punks. I suppose that goes well without saying anyway; my last post was about 14 days ago. And it's a list, too, that I didn't write. My only participation in that post was the transcription, and that's saying a whole hell. It's not that I ran out of ideas. I have the Big Dick Jokes to update,

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