Rho has a complaint:
I’d like to thank the guest bloggers for exercising restraint in their posting. I’d also like to thank them for aping Jeff’s style and failing to be half as amusing. And I’d like to thank them for not succumbing to the temptation to engage in professional athlete-level navel-gazing.
I’ll be glad when Jeff gets back.
I think we’ll all be happy when Jeff gets back.
Meanwhile, though, I wanted to impress on you the fact that my personal woe and hard-done-byness surpasses anything you’ve ever experienced, fortunately for you. I feel so feelingly, you see, and I’m so little appreciated. Besides which, it is I who I am talking about, and that’s, you know, close to home.
Others have their complaints, their grudge-laden hobbyhorses, I’m aware. Still, I doubt their lot is as lamentable as mine. So confident am I in my special cosmic victimhood that I invite you to pour out your measly heartaches in the space below, so that I can mock you.
Ha! Your pretentions of fecundity amuse me! I laugh at your hollow attempts to even lick the discarded spittle of the Pan God Goldstein. His prose is yummy and his naval is ideally suited for gazing!
Begone, foul pretender, you are less than insignificant in the world of peptide insightfulness. Crawl away and do not befoul these sacred codes again!!!!!!
FIRE AND BRINSTONE SHALL RAIN DOWN UPON THEE
ooooooooooo donuts…
You’ll never know the hurt I suffer,
And all the pain I rise above.
And they’ll never know, the same about you,
Your holiness, or your kind of love,
And it makes me feel so sorry.
— Bob Dylan, “Idiot Wind”
**crap** BRIMSTONE
Bob Dylan ****sigh****
– Good Whine is in a league of it’s own.
If heartaches were comercials, we’d all be on TV.
-John Prine
What did you think this assignment was Dan? Cryin’ on the inside is a natural response to filling in for JG. Let it out big guy.
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lolrof lern 2 spel nub.
– Moe – If I did that, no one would believe it was me posting.
*sob*
Once among friends I started in singing “Nobody Knows the Trouble I’ve Seen.” I only got two words in— “Nobo-o-o-ody knoooowws…” before one of my friends chimed in, “Nobo-o-o-ody caaaaares…”
I knew right then that, as talented as I am at playing straight man, what I really wanted was to be the punchline guy.
We shall serve no whiner before his time.
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
Guess I’ll go eat worms.
Mr. Goldstein has been away?
Yes, Anony-mouse, and so have you. After sparring with the likes of actus, david and monkyboy, I’ve really missed you and feel bad that I called you names.
Forgive me?
lunarbabes – I answered one of your questions in the other thread, in case you missed it. Well answered it in a manner of speaking.
Yeah, well, I’m still not buying you a house…