I don’t see why you took my suggestion as some tool to be used in order to punish him.
And of course he has done nothing wrong. You’re not acting in any sort of attractive or romantic way, from the tone and content of your posts. Try changing that by becoming a person more willing to say what I said.
You don’t have to actually say what I wrote, you big sillypants. God, so literal.
Seriously, Ned. Change who you are. God, it’s so obvious. Just tell him that he can speak to you from seven thirty until ten. Also, call him chico. Guys love that. Jackstar’s just trying to help you!
It’s obvious you’re being sarcastic, and it’s not really my place to stand up for Ned, but I think you owe him an apology for implying that if he doesn’t like the things about himself that he changes, he wouldn’t be able to just… change them back, if the result was not to his liking. What, are you afraid he’s going to get a permanent scrotal piercing in order to look cool, and he’ll be scarred for life?
You guys are mean.
Please do not show me that at this point in time.
Can I show it to you from, say, seven thirty until ten?
I have to admit, I have not been posting in a particularly romantic way to Qt3.
I’m sorry, forum! Won’t you be mine?
* bats eyes lovingly *
The time is not right! Our association is at an end!
robsam
3889
I really just want to be friends, Ned.
If you’d like to discuss it, you may give me a call between the hours of 7:30 and 10:30 Thursday night.
prolix
3891
He would see faces in movies, on TV, in magazines, and in books
He thought that some of these faces might be right for him
And through the years, by keeping an ideal facial structure fixed in his mind
Or somewhere in the back of his mind
That he might, by force of will, cause his face to approach those of his ideal
The change would be very subtle
It might take ten years or so
Gradually his face would change its shape
A more hooked nose…wider, thinner lips…beady eyes…a larger forehead
He imagined that this was an ability he shared with most other people
They had also molded their face according to some ideal
Maybe they imagined that their new face would better suit their personality
Or maybe they imagined that their personality would be forced to change to fit the new appearance
This is why first impressions are often correct
Although some people might have made mistakes
They may have arrived at an appearance that bears no relationship to them
They may have picked an ideal appearance based on some childish whim, or momentary impulse
Some may have gotten halfway there, and then changed their minds
He wonders if he too might have made a similar mistake
JoshV
3892
Are these new hilari-bad dates, cuz I think we need to hear about them. Solely to cheer up Ned, of course =)
As part of a radical man-attracting transformation, I did trim my beard last night.
Watch out, men!
Editer
3894
This thread needs more Guapo.
Well, there was the one with the anarchist pagan tattoo artist. She was about a hundred pounds heavier than she had been in her photos, with eight visible piercings (none of which were in the original photos). She talked my ear off about Marx and how we needed to rise up and tear down the overlords. I made some snide comment about how Marx didn’t seem to predict the existence of labor unions, and the whole revolution thing worked out great for the French, the Russians, the Ethiopians, etc.
She got kind of angry, I got kind of snarky, then our tea arrived and I realized it had only been about ten minutes.
We ended up talking about trivial things for another fifteen minutes or so while we drank tea, then I bid her good fortune and happy hunting, and left.
Goddammit, Ned! Now you’ve got “It’s Raining Men” stuck in my brain.
First time mmalloy was going to visit me in Omaha, she was flying standby and couldn’t get a connecting flight to Omaha from Chicago. She ended up flying into Kansas City and I drove three hours down to get her, then we turned around and drove three hours back. It was early morning by the time we got back and crashed. Thinking back, I probably should’ve just swung over to my parents’ place and let her have their guest room while I took a couch.
Eilonwy
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Oh, no I could’ve gotten a connecting flight, but the fucking lady at the counter was a huge bitch. The guy who got the last seat told them to give it to me since he lived in Chicago and could take a morning flight no problem whereas I had to sleep in the terminal by myself if I didn’t get on since it was the last flight of the evening. The bitch told him, “Either you get in that seat or it flies empty.” So I told him to just go. Then I ran over to see what other flights there were and raced to another counter where two extremely nice American Airlines people were like “Of course we can put you on this flight to Kansas City!” So I called Bahimiron and he said, “Oh sure I can come get you there.” He didn’t tell me how far a drive it was till he picked me up though!
This is one of the best poems I’ve read all year, and I don’t mind telling you, I read more than my fair share every year.
If one of the effects of me being perceived as an asshole by some of you is 99 people loathing me, and one awesome poem, I’ll take that deal. Every day.
Thank you so much, prolix! Are you the author?
Dude, I’ve seriously been reading your posts and loving you for like 10 years now. If I were gay, I would have totally hooked up with you by now. But I’m not.
So that’s why it kills me to read about how you’re doing it wrong. Stop doing what you’ve been doing the way you’ve been doing it and change something within yourself that is within your capacity. No one else will ever do it for you, ever.
And tell that other guy that you’re really sorry, you don’t have time for any more friends. You already have plenty of friends who don’t want to fuck you, do you really need one more? Tell him he’s welcome to post on your Facebook wall or something. You’ve got bigger fish to fry.
