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[Choop]

i had to hope greenkoolayd's image was fucked up by the filter and instead of loading somesite.com/fish.jpg it accidentally loaded giraffe.jpg instead. and then i checked the url.

why can't i just let hope be without proving it wrong.

[pmcd9]

Meet Circus c*ck.

[Doc]

Meet Circus c*ck.

Did he give you 7 dollars?

[Drygioni]

Latwer htis mornign at 6am it is 3 am now iw ill go hjikin on mountains despite being tiread and drunk becaue I HATE THE CITYT

I WEEEDD TO BE OUT IN THE OPEN AIR

I NEED TO BE EXPOSED TO NATURE's HATRSHENRESS. HARSHENSS. HARSEHNESS. HARSHNESS.

Why is that?
 

[pmcd9]

Did he give you 7 dollars?

Heh, no.

His email addy is Circus c*ck.  Some people were talking about him today at the Chili Cook-Off because his dick is legend.  One person said his email was Circus c*ck so I went to find him and ask him about it.  He had never heard of Achewood.  Aparently Circus c*ck was something a friend said and he thought it fit him so he adopted it as his own.  He's gonna ask his friend if he got the Circus c*ck from Achewood.

[Drygioni]

Heh, no.

His email addy is Circus c*ck.  Some people were talking about him today at the Chili Cook-Off because his dick is legend.  One person said his email was Circus c*ck so I went to find him and ask him about it.  He had never heard of Achewood.  Aparently Circus c*ck was something a friend said and he thought it fit him so he adopted it as his own.  He's gonna ask his friend if he got the Circus c*ck from Achewood.

CIRFUS CUK

[littlefallsmets]

My hope is that he was actually calling him "Serkis c*ck"... that his c*ck was not unlike how one would imagine The Gollum's to be... and the original meaning was simply lost in a sea of soundalikes.

You know. "Three's Company" misheard-through-a-wall style.

[greenkoolayd]

i never would have imagined what gollums cock would be like until you brought it up.  my souls erection just died, as did my actual erection.

[littlefallsmets]

I imagine... pretty long but disturbingly thin.

Kinda like a milk snake.

[wombat]

He's gonna ask his friend if he got the Circus c*ck from Achewood.

OK, is it only me, but isn't Circus c*ck obviously derived from a childish mishearing of and/or joke about Circus Peanuts, and therefore more likely that both Onstad and your friend came up with it independently?

[jay-ell]

I imagine... pretty long but disturbingly thin.

Kinda like a milk snake.

**has flashback**

**faints**

[theinevitable]

My old roommate and I called this conceptual man "string dick." he would get upset and whip his dick around, wailing depressingly.


Today I went on a tour of St Louis "Intentional Communities."
1. people with money who decided to be more "green." This was kind of cool I guess.
2. two catholic worker communities, both full of people who seem... really hard working and dedicated and they have that glint in their eye when they talk about a better tomorrow for as many people as they can help.
These were both in kind of a scary part of STL, with lots of falling-down abandoned buildings and stuff.
3. a crazy artist thing where they are all about community art projects and after-school programs for neighborhood kids and stuff. These people were cool but kind of "wacky" in a way that could maybe become annoying.

This girl on the tour with me said "I have never been this far from campus." Which kind of horrified me.

Yesterday I saw Bad Lieutenant, which was awesome. No wonder I love Axe Cop.

[dejavroom]

My old roommate and I called this conceptual man "string dick." he would get upset and whip his dick around, wailing depressingly.

This reminds me of one slang for "impotent man" which never fails to make me chortle - "cloth cock". C'mon, picture it. Just try and picture it now.

[greenkoolayd]

all you jerks with your creativity and superb use of the english language are making me hate my imagination.

[bluemoon72]

...come back to the board.  Hi everyone!  Thanks for the note, Paul!  

I've been emotionally hibernating after moving out from my husband.  I now have a home that I rent, a little cottage in the BEST neighborhood in north Minneapolis (/obvious sarcasm).  Actually, it's a decent little neighborhood about four blocks from a horrific area.  But my little house is quiet and cozy and cute and unique, and has a fully-privacy-fenced backyard with gardens, perfect for my two small dogs to run around in when the snow melts in June.  (That was also a small joke.)

I packed up all my stuff, moved, unpacked half of my stuff, bought and moved furniture found through coworkers and Craigslist, and shopped for all the stuff I needed to actually live (all basic groceries like rice, milk, spices/seasonings, cheese, eggs, crackers, frozen vegetables, soup, etc; and all sundry essentials like pots and pans, toothpaste, towels, screwdrivers, pens, drinking glasses, microwave dishes, etc.) in the space of one week.  One very, very, very exhausting week.  Now it's two weeks later and I'm finally recovered, and still only have about half of my stuff unpacked.  

In the meantime, my husband has had an epiphany about his behaviors and is proclaiming the end of his self-centeredness and the start of listening to me and caring about what I think and feel, and desperately wants me back.  I am neutral about this, at best.  I'm happy to be on my own, even though I'm dog-ass broke.