Nyataimori

you dirty bitch.

NO CIRCA SEVENTH GRADE MEMORABILIA MUST EVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY, YOU KNOW THE RULES GODDAMMIT!

bitch slap! bring it on!

besides.…it’s not like that was BAD memorabilia. it was kind of cute. it wasn’t like the goat story or anything. or the notes of ours that i found in the same binder from BIOLOGY. that’s 6th grade. that’s worse.

also besides i’m the one that got called an icicle here. i think i should be more offended. :)

p.s. and my sidekick.… BINKY THE HORSE!

all of the art really sucks.
even for seventh-graders.
i could draw better than that with my toes
in the fifth grade.
Let’s just hope that long hey spam worked his way out of the dungeons and dragons phase.

wow. you better watch yourself or you’re going to get blocked from my page.

kristen, i agree and disagree… while i’m glad michele doesn’t have her hands on any of my seventh-grade memorabilia, i was quite pleased that she had her hands on yours. no dirty comments about how that just sounded, and i mean it.

i’ve got a picture of you from some dance miss dobney. so you just.….uh.…just you wait.…cause i wouldn’t admittedly put up frightening pictures.…um.…never mind. grumble mumble.

You hand your hand on hers. Eeeewwwwwwwwww.

I like the poetry, though I disagree about the yokel wisdom. Just the other day Michele helped me get a squirrel out of my hair. Who knew to use a lit cigarette butt?!

blocked, my dear… i would find you, somehow, someway, i would find you. don’t you worry. i would find you. i have abilities that mere mortals would shudder at. do they block by ip address, or something a little more sweeping than that? not that it would matter, i know my way around a network enough to get around something that easy. so what was the hot spot anyway? are you a die-hard d&d captain, do you like spam more than the average person should be allowed to, are you too attached to your friends to notice glaring flawes? btw, the poetry does just happen to break the mold. i can’t say i’ve ever been poetic, so i can’t really comment on that. i know, i know, you’re surprised. you were thinking i was the poetic romantic type, and that i light candles randomly throughout the home to encourage warmth and compassion. it’s ok, most people make the same mistake. shit, too much copy, gottago.

Hmmm…someone’s sounding a little script-kiddiesh. I’ve never known anyone that was actually talented to brag about how “l33t” they are on a public board.

ok, up til now I’ve put up with it but now that he’s starting to insult my friends, I gotta speak: is there anyone reading these posts who doesn’t find this m@ guy 100% offensive?

i’m with you dido! Block him. Block him. Block him.

B.I.O.

one more thing… 100% offensive????
ex—-cuuuuse me! jealousy is not your color, you shouldn’t wear it in public.

Hey, look, everyone! Not only does he know hip and unintelligible acronyms, but he’s witty, too! It’s a shame that his vocabulary isn’t quite up to par, though.

jeal·ous
1. Fearful or wary of being supplanted; apprehensive of losing affection or position.

Which sounds more like M@ than kristen.

jacob, you are sometimes as a god to me.

m@: I do often find your comments tasteless, but usually you’re only tasteless on this page so I figure it’s up to the page’s owner to kick you out. which is why I haven’t said anything. but honestly, you come into this little enclave of people who’ve known each other since infancy and start bashing our other friends, well, what else can I say but ow, quit it?

ok fine i’ll take a stand.

animosity on my page—i don’t like it.

strangers bashing some of my best friends—pisses me off.

look m@, it was maybe cool to have a strange person commenting on my page for a little while, but you’ve basically worn out your welcome here. this is MY page and these are MY friends and you can either respect that or leave us alone. but please stop being antagonistic to all of my friends.

and if this pisses you off and you leave in a huff and never come back to my page—that’s fine. we are after all, a tightly knit enclosed group and we aren’t likely to miss you in the slightest. however, please also do not take this as cause for retaliation because i just don’t want to have to deal with that shit.

girlfriend, I applaud your stand-upping-ness.

I applaud it until my hands hurt.

Oh my. This is going to make the “Bring Your Favorite M@ Memory” party I was planning a little awkward. Should I change it to a pirate theme?

will there be alcohol? can i get close to your daughters?

all right, all right, on through the list.
#1 – Jacob, know your history before you quote your dictionary… when this entire thing started kristen commented that she wanted a stalker too, and that she was quite an entertaining young lady as well.
#2 – I’m just funnin’ people, don’t take it seriously.
#3 – Apologies are in order to kristen. i’m sorry if i have offended you, or your friends, that was never my intention. i’ve flung a few rebuttals at you thinking that you were just having fun as well. it appears that i have misjudged. i am being truly genuine, when i declare that the poem is just really very, very cute. certainly nothing to be embarrassed about.
#4 – Michele, you are absolutely correct. had the tables been turned, i would probably retort in much the same fashion. your friends have withstood the test of time and i also applaud you for your loyalty and fortitude. they are lucky to have you as a friend, and i believe they know that. i appreciate you being forthright about what you want and expect. rest-assured you won’t have to deal with any shit from me, for you have my respect. if you are sure you want me to keep off of the comments area, just say the word. i can see that you are strong enough to take some sarcasm, but if you just want me to lay off of your friends, that’s cool. either way, i won’t lose sleep.
#5 – i grew up in a town where livestock outnumbered humans, yet still, nobody could draw like that in the fifth grade. i was just funnin’ and i apologize to the talented artists that could probably buy my children with one of their current works. not that my children are for sale, but… maybe a monet? (not a print)

your wish is my command oh dear michelle,
it is your site, and, as hard as it may be to believe, i can respect that.

Translation: “I’m so sorry, everyone. Please allow me to slather you with buttery praise. But fuck you, Jacob.”

Seriously, though, what a nice sentiment.

Holy shit, flame wars on my server. I feel like a real participant in the experience that is the information super highway. (TM : created by Al Gore)

wellll…the buttery praise won me over. I hereby retract my flamethrower and hope no one’s hair got singed. sorry, m@.

m@-i don’t care if you comment on my page really. but the whole stalker thing has gotten a bit stale really, so maybe you could just comment like a normal person instead of being all gross and then we can all get along and not be “offended” or whatever. because really this entire brou-ha-ha was just plain dumb honestly on EVERYbody’s part (even mine). and i’d like it to stop now.

yah, it was pretty dumb… but ya gotta admit, nobody can do dumb like me!?! at least al gore was excited for a lil’ bit. y’know tipper owes me.

one more thing… i tricked you all, it was not butter, it was “i can’t believe it’s not butter.”
but the sentiment remains truthful nonetheless.
y’all are pretty damn cool. even jacob. there, now even jacob gets a lil’ spritz from the, “i can’t believe it’s not butter” spray bottle.

I can’t believe it’s not a tumor.
see ass merchants for details.

is this the longest comment window in the history of the blogniverse?

i’ve had longer. erm…

I was told by a friend that plugged my name into a google search that the first thing that comes up are weird sketches. So this explains it. My seventh grade doodles come back to haunt me. I don’t know if anybody is maintaining this site, but if so I politely request that my name be removed and my pictures returned to me or burned. Thanks. Adam
P.S. Hi Michelle, Kristen, and whoever else is here. Are you married yet or have jobs or kids, what’s the deal. I’m a bartender in LA. I‘d leave an email address but I don’t have one. Nice chatting w/you.

dear adam:
i refuse to give back the pictures or burn them. they are MINE after all. i will however take your name off. a bartender? what happened to the reel thing or whatever it was that you kept giving quotes for on movie opening weekend figures?
p.s. i thought i had broken you of the habit of spelling my name wrong. obviously i was mistaken.

dear adam:

I’m married, with a one year old. I consider her my job, especially since my husband is a trucker so a lot of the time I’m essentially a single mom. it’s so rewarding though.

good luck with the bartending.
kristen