Title: Where the Hell are you, Dakkie? Source:
freedom4um URL Source:http://freedom4um.com Published:Dec 2, 2023 Author:Esso Post Date:2023-12-02 18:25:39 by Esso Keywords:None Views:797 Comments:40
If you don't get your ass off the couch soon, my new little roommate is going to get here and want my undivided attention. I don't know what she was up to when she rolled late this morning, but I don't think she was working, she had street clothes on rather than scrubs. Maybe she's dealing with family, divorce bullshit or is out getting laid. Don't care, none of my business.
I should probably let her know that I'm not a penniless bum soon, but I think she kinda digs the delusion & danger. I did let her know who I worked for between 1980-1995. That got her tingly.
I did let her know who I worked for between 1980-1995. That got her tingly.
As I did (accidently) with the gal that was shackin' up with me between ~2014-2018. She was rooting through my papers and bank account statements scattered about my office. Two events occurred:
1. She decided I needed to start spending a lot more money on her (like three cars wasn't enough). 2. She saw a letterhead in my papers that she didn't understand and started calling me her "secret agent" (I wasn't) on her FaceBook account. That started a whole new subset of unwanted attention and an official reprimand. Plus a night in jail after I escorted off premise and she told the cops I beat her up (I didn't, of course).
Anyhoo, I'm doin' OK. It's good having another heartbeat in the house. I texted my Godson today for the firt time since he cut the grass her a month or so ago. It pinged back *FAILED* so he's out of money. I've got some shirt's coming from the TilValhallaProject.com for me, him and my mechanic Chip. When they get here, I'll swing by his joint and get things squared away.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
I've come to the conclusion that you're dead, or decided to get a life...
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
I've come to the conclusion that you're dead, or decided to get a life...
My amp goes to eleven. :)
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
There once was a King who offered a prize to the artist who would paint the best picture of peace. Many artists tried. The King looked at all the pictures, but there were only two he really liked and he had to choose between them.
One picture was of a calm lake. The lake was a perfect mirror for the peaceful towering mountains all around. Overhead was a blue sky with fluffy white clouds. All who saw this picture thought that it was a perfect picture of peace.
The other picture had mountains too. But these were rugged and bare. Above was an angry sky from which rain fell, and in which lightning played. Down the side of the mountain tumbled a foaming waterfall.
This did not look peaceful at all. But when the King looked, he saw behind the waterfall a tiny bush growing in a crack in the rock. In the bush a mother bird had built her nest. There, in the midst of the rush of angry water, sat the mother bird on her nest ...perfect peace.
Which picture do you think won the prize? The King chose the second picture. Do you know why? "Because," explained the King, "peace does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise, trouble, or hard work. Peace means to be in the midst of all those things and still be calm in your heart. That is the real meaning of peace."
“ On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron. ” ~ H. L. Mencken
Sorry, I was stirring up shit at ZH and got carried away.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
Just kidding, Lod, demonstrating how statists mangle common sense.
Fucking moron Mexicans start their cars at 3:45 every morning, wake me up and let them run for like 30 - 45 minutes. I think I should be allowed to shoot them. My sleep/mental health is just as important as their machismo, isn't it?
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Sorry, I was stirring up shit at ZH and got carried away.
No worries, although Tyler is way low on my hit list.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
It was a pickup truck thread. A bunch of folks didn't like me saying that P/Us don't have 4 doors unless you're a fag.
ZH didn't like my use of fag, their bot dumped my post.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
P/U trucks with 4 doors makes sense, that's enough room for 12 Mexicans, but anyone who thinks a 4 door Charger is a muscle car is a fag, or something like that.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Quote of the week: "Jesus Christ, Jim! Nobody eats out of Tupperware bowls!"
"I do."
Doc's upstairs eating bacon and potato casserole off of a ceramic plate with her laptop in bed doing paperwork or something. I'd bitch about her eating in bed, but I do it all the time when my back's fucked up.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
I hope she's not up there telling her kids/friends "He's my spook!" on FaceBook/X. Been there, done that.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
I just hope she doesn't die from her clot-shots here. Daria died in her back yard, McMurphy died a couple weeks after she got home to Lithuania in her sleep, I'm not sure where Cari died. Homosexual pederast, Pete Buttplug, tied up Murph's shit for so long (six months) that Ramette and I never really had a chance to date. I'd get home from the liquor store and be able to smell her on my clothes after hugging me. That was so cool. I hate driving by that store. I always expect to see her truck parked there.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
I always thought Christine McVie was much more alluring than Stevie Nicks.
Sort of like how I liked Bailey on WKRP over Lonnie Anderson. Adorable/sweet wins out over high maintenance/big tits every time with me.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Pete's only experience with transportation was working a glory hole at a truck stop.
What's sad is he is the most qualified member Biden has appointed.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Sort of like how I liked Bailey on WKRP over Lonnie Anderson.
Totally. Jan Smithers is kind of a composite of Doc and Punk in their younger days. I think she might have met an unfortunate end...
Maybe not, I think she was in a bad accident as a kid, though. IMdB says she's still extant.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
First girl I ever fell in love with (not just unrequited crush, lol) was a skinny self-conscious goof, who fell for a prick that had supply of cocaine.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Next one was a full blown heroin addict. I wasn't really in love with her, I guess, but fooled myself for a while until she stole a checkbook and began forging.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Gawd, she's a cutie. Murph kind of looked like her too.
Cari looked like the pic on Nancy Allen's IMdB page, except she had salt and pepper hair, a bit longer. The eyes are spot-on. I found that when I was watching the movie "1941" a couple months ago when it was free.
Ramette was a long time country gal that spent way too much time in the sun so it kind of looked she was in the microwave too long from the wrinkles, but God, she was so hot.
Cari wore rectangular granny glasses down on her nose. Like Edward Snowden's or mine.
Her death hurt me the worst. She was supposed to be a PureBlood, but they slipped her the clot-shot when she was in for a routine operation without her consent while she was under. She was right around 65, give or take.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
I take illicit methadone from a source in Chicago when the pain from my injuries gets too bad. I don't like to because it leaves me feeling like shit.
If I'm going to wake up with a hangover, I prefer it to be booze. That usually means that I got laid the night before, rather than wishing I was dead from pain.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
This joint reminds me of Wim's joint in Waynedale, The Hook and Ladder, a couple doors down from where Sling Blade lives...
Did this one play right?
Wim's got a dive a mile due east of me in New Haven, called Spudz. You could smoke inside there last time I was there before Covi.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
Wim's got a dive a mile due east of me in New Haven, called Spudz. You could smoke inside there
There was a dive called The Flamingo up in Kokomo when I lived there 40 years ago. A real redneck biker shithole, but Long Island Iced Teas were like $1.50, about half 151 rum in 32ounce cups. I remember ducking and running for cover at least three times, and being dragged out one time. But it was fine, not really dangerous just hillbillies.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Yeah, Spudz was a real biker trash dive. I knew almost all the fellas. The only time I got knocked down when I was trying to keep my buddy Lee from killing a guy. My GF was really pissed, as was his.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
Just wait until officer Jessica (Rainman's step-daughter) pulls me over and 30 of my friends pile out of the Clown Car.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
My PA is paging me to the second floor. Something about a gynacological exam or something.
See ya later.
“The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of Men who wanted to be left Alone. TRUE TERROR will arrive at these people’s door, and they will cry, scream, and beg for mercy… but it will fall upon the deaf ears of the Men who just wanted to be left alone.”
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
Shit, I tried to find the most annoying crap, but the spic neighbors have beaten me to it - I swear this is exactly what they listen to in their driveway for hours on end.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
The problem I have with Mexicans has nothing to do with skin color, but that they think any amount of noise they make should be ok with neighbors. ie They are stupid fuckers with no common sense.
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
I will have to go underground for a while, the ADL has fingered me as a manufacturer of knives specifically ground to butcher Hispanics. EyEyEyOyVey
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs
“I am not one of those weak-spirited, sappy Americans who want to be liked by all the people around them. I don’t care if people hate my guts; I assume most of them do. The important question is whether they are in a position to do anything about it. My affections, being concentrated over a few people, are not spread all over Hell in a vile attempt to placate sulky, worthless shits.” - William S Burroughs