The "paranoia performative post" post (from the protein wisdom conceptual series)
Just because I don’t get the point of this stupid post doesn’t mean I believe there isn’t one — or that it isn’t somehow aimed at me. In fact, I can almost hear you laughing right now.
Dick.
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Of course there’s a point to this post, and of course it’s aimed at me. But why should I care about that when the creepy Burger King guy is beaming mind-control rays into my head trying to get me to not think outside the bun!?
Andy – I was trying out one of my pet peeves. It felt wrong just typing it. To effort and efforting are almost as grating as a sports announcer saying someone can really score the ball.
Speaking of, I am off to see the 2007 Super Bowl Champion Indianapolis Colts score 50+ against New Orleans!
Dick-a-phobes !!!!!!!!! You are all scared of the throbbing member of love with his purple helmet and thos pumping veins all staring at you, waitin’ for a little taste. When my sturdy helmt covering my exquisitely beautiful head cums crashing into your eye socket, you will remember, with fondness.
Over the last twenty years, I have had the gratification of owning numerous diverse cats. I loved watching them and associating with them in a sense that entirely a cat lover would realize. They entirely had varied personalities, from being distant and pompous to being timid and shy. But altogether they were capable to express their wants and desires to me somehow. One exceptional trait they all share is the one of independency mingled with the delight of partaking in a purring instance with his human acquaintance.
There’s a point alright …..
You click now!
….. who changed post to entry ?
What are you talking about, Bill?
Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they’re not out to get you.
Performative paranoia. I am going to effort the utilization of this phrase, once a day, for the next week.
The bastards changed the italics on Dick , as well . Watch your back dude .
“Effort the utilization” and verb you up a noun to boot! Awesome!
Yes, I’ve recently read the musings of an Amazonian semiotician.
Almost hear me? Dude, you should get your hearing checked!
Is there such a thing as preemptive paranoia? Should there be? No?
I knew you’d say that!
Of course there’s a point to this post, and of course it’s aimed at me. But why should I care about that when the creepy Burger King guy is beaming mind-control rays into my head trying to get me to not think outside the bun!?
Hey, just because you’re paranoid don’t mean they’re not after you.
Today I shook off uncertainty to close higher.
This post ( or entry ) has been compromised ….I think .
How’d ya know my name is Dick?
Andy – I was trying out one of my pet peeves. It felt wrong just typing it. To effort and efforting are almost as grating as a sports announcer saying someone can really score the ball.
Speaking of, I am off to see the 2007 Super Bowl Champion Indianapolis Colts score 50+ against New Orleans!
“How’d ya know my name is Dick?”
No, no, no. It’s signed Dick.
What’s paranoia without a little schizophrenia?
I saw a stripper at a bachelor party sign her autograph on the groom’s dick with a Sharpie.
Her name was “Shy”
I have clairvoyant paranoia. I have precognitive dissonance.
Holy sweet Jesus Christ , the italic Dick is back . Be back in a sec , gotta re-load .
Is the italic Dick the thing that does all of Jeff’s COCK-SLAPPING?
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, don’t talk about me like that.
Sincerely,
Italic Dick
Someone’s fucking with the Dick’s font .
No, that’s Jeff’s muse.
Schizophrenics work together like that.
Dick-a-phobes !!!!!!!!! You are all scared of the throbbing member of love with his purple helmet and thos pumping veins all staring at you, waitin’ for a little taste. When my sturdy helmt covering my exquisitely beautiful head cums crashing into your eye socket, you will remember, with fondness.
Sincerely,
Italic Dick
You had better think again Dick , There are laws concerning these things .
You had better think again Dick , There are laws concerning these things . Try that again …
With both hands tied behind her back. (Rim shot.)
I think it’s pronounced “rim job,” ahem.
Heh , like that’s the real Jeff .
We can’t be sure of that. He appears to have become a man of many parts. At least two, anyway.
Your koan for the day:
…the sound of one dick laughing.
OMG, you’re channeling my ex-girlfriend, GET HER OUT OF YOUR HEAD RIGHT NOW OR YOU’LL BE SORRY!
Over the last twenty years, I have had the gratification of owning numerous diverse cats. I loved watching them and associating with them in a sense that entirely a cat lover would realize. They entirely had varied personalities, from being distant and pompous to being timid and shy. But altogether they were capable to express their wants and desires to me somehow. One exceptional trait they all share is the one of independency mingled with the delight of partaking in a purring instance with his human acquaintance.