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all this is giving me flashbacks - the tin of shared crayons in kindergarten when you could never find a piece of black bigger than 1/16 inch and you really needed it..
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 6:25, archived)
# in our kindergarten...
...the emphasis was on sharing, so a crayon pack had to be shared by two kids. this miserable little girl named karen mason (yes, i remember almost all of their names, and it was over thirty years ago) was my crayon 'buddy' and she tried to hog the green and blue to herself. in retaliation, i rarely let her use the black.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 6:34, archived)
# oh!
And upon being asked to go to the chalkboard to print the word cat or somesuch, being very proud of being selected decided to skip and promptly tripped, my head connecting with the corner of a desk resulting in a large egg on my forehead. Charlie Phelan, who had previously asked me to marry him, laughed and called me bumpy head Susu. years later, when I'm in college he was working in a gas station. karma!
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 6:47, archived)
# funny how
all the cool people at school end up in shit jobs flipping burgers or digging ditches

and the geeks end up ruling the world
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 6:50, archived)
# well in Charlie's defence,
that's the only time he was mean to me, and he did end up owning the gas station/auto repair business.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 6:56, archived)
# yeah, well...
...his last name looks like it's pronounced as 'felon', so you should run him over.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 7:00, archived)
# feel - lan
actually was a nice kid, turned out very handsome.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 7:02, archived)
# you are too pleasant for me to associate with.
really, is it too much for a sociopath to ask that people just be shits constantly and reinforce a negative worldview?
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 7:06, archived)
# I am on the sauce tonight
I have some vodka induced pleasantness going on, usually I'm right foul tempered.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 7:18, archived)
# you dirty drunk filthpot!
there, now we can come to blows and be happy.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 7:22, archived)
# I prefer unexpected kicks to the privates,
but if you insist, alright.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 7:27, archived)
# but now i expect the kick.
so it can't be unexpected.

in other news, there is no spoon.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 7:28, archived)
# ah, I have other ways.
'night.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 7:37, archived)
# nighty night-night.
me too. i'm off.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 7:45, archived)
# that'll teach the bastard.
ms. mason also assumed that she and i were to be married. she was sadly mistaken.

she also looked like a miniature wilma flintstone, and flirted exclusively with outcasts (me and a greek kid named george whose parents forced him to wear a suit and tie to school every day were her main targets). later, jennifer mccullough tagged me as her own, but that fizzled too when it was discovered we shared the same birthday and she resented me for having to share the limelight with me.

after them, i shunned the ladyfolk.
(, Wed 28 Sep 2005, 6:54, archived)