time for LTS TRN 2 to adjust his tin-foil hat

[Terry in Crapchester]

Fuckin'A...it's one thing to say really nasty shit to people you don't know over the internet, and describe in great detail how you'll relish the day they suck their last bit of wasted oxygen...

It's a whole nother thing to take money from someone, break your agreement, and pocket their coin.

It seems to me a whole lot nastier to wish someone dead than to take $15, or possibly less, from them, but that's just me.

I'll tease you a little bit and tell you that it involved a psychotic weed dealing "webmaster", a Mexican with a propensity for getting arrested during bachelor parties, a crippled mutant from Tuscon and his buddy who's erectile issues became board fodder for a while.

Okay, so we've got mvscal, TVO and Perk. Who's the first one?

[Smackie Chan]

How much actual time does one put in to "console" after a niece? What, were you performing the fucking lung operation or something? And for a niece?

Unless you're an uncle, you couldn't possibly understand.

[MgoBlue-LightSpecial]

I am.

Settle down, softies. That was my way of saying I didn't really buy BSteal's "excuse."

[ucantdoitdoggieSTyle2]

Simply put, he decided to turn this into board fodder rather than meet me face to face. And that's the last I'll have to say on it.

Can't you just PM him for his address and send him a check? I am not so sure I want to participate in the JFFL if there's a known welcher in the mix. Damn dude... it's $15 lousy for Chrissakes.

[MgoBlue-LightSpecial]

I've ponied up my contribution. Now it's your turn, assholes.

Hey Wolfscammed - expect the man dressed in brown to drop off your case of Beast Lite any day. I know it's not quite worth $15, but I really didn't feel like sending 6 more cases.

[Goober McTuber]

Is this guy really lacking in charater that he flat gyped you, and didn't make it right? I mean, just because there's trusting people out there who are in a position to be taken advantage of, it doesn't mean you have to take advantage of them.

The Readers Digest version.

We were supposed to go to the SU-Georgetown game in February of 98.

For some reason, he wanted me to get the tickets. Still not sure why, since he lived in Syracuse and had much easier access than I. He sent the money, and we were all set. That is, until at the last minute I had to change my plans and go to Boston to see my niece who was in Boston Children's Hospital with what would eventually become fatal heart and lung defects.

Sorry, but during the intervening 4 months, getting Wolfman's 15 dollars back to him just kind of slipped my mind as I spent damn near every waking hour of my life consumed with helping my brother and his wife get through this living hell that they were going through. By the time it was over, I honestly didn't remember. On top of which, he and I were not posting at the same bbs anymore. It had something to do with a trip to Arizona that went bad. OK, it went REAL bad. But that's a story for another time.

Fast forward two years or so. Big Owe... errr "Wolfman" appears at TNW (Or was it KC Clones?). Ah, whatever, it was one of the older boards. He starts sending IMs back and forth to Lab Rat (not me or anything) about how I still owed him money. Lab Rat emails me, and I emailed him with an offer to meet him during one of my trips to Syracuse, have a few beers and pay him back.

I would just like to point out that during the time you went to Arizona and for a time after that (up to and including the tenure of TNW), both you and Big O were regular (if infrequent) posters at HØNKSVILLE. You certainly could have addressed your “loan” at any time.

Also, when you get around to telling the full story about Arizona, please include the Cheetos incident. TIA.

[LTS TRN 2]

I will not deign to contribute to this waste of bandwidth--except to say that I will not deign...etc.


But if I was to deign, I'd remind you that no one has seriously suggested the Towers were loosened, or whatever. The mysterious collapse of WTC 7 remains suspicious, however.

The real galling facts--that should demand real anger and even action on the part of Americans and their (elected) representatives)--concern the utter incompetence and haplessness of the National Security agencies leading up to 9/11.

Also, the FACT that several Mossad agents were witnessed dancing in a celebratory fashion as they watched the towers burn--and were subsequently arrested and released by the police--should REALLY give you a clear indication of just who wants this permanent War On Terror to spread and become the norm--just like in Israel.

WW

[Mister Bushice]

I'll tease you a little bit and tell you that it involved a psychotic weed dealing "webmaster", a Mexican with a propensity for getting arrested during bachelor parties, a crippled mutant from Tuscon and his buddy who's erectile issues became board fodder for a while.

Okay, so we've got mvscal, TVO and Perk. Who's the first one?

I remember part of this story. the #1 man on that list is Skelly, the dude who started the Elba Board. Goobs probably can add some detail to this, too.

Back in the day when most everyone got along ok, Bsmack went out west and stayed at Skellys place. I remember Skelly posting on some board that he kicked him out because he slept all day and was on the internet all night, plus skelly also accused him of sitting in his car in the driveway "polishing his carrot"

Now Skelly was a weed infused paranoid nutcase who was actually going to plant drugs at Jay Hanks house in Vegas and then call the cops on him for all the internet abuse he (and the picture of his famly reunion he posted) suffered at the hands of the honksville crew and others, so his story is not all that credible, however that is what I remember.

Driving skelly insanely mad was a lot of fun. :)

edit:

Looks like Goobs beat me to it. I forgot about the cheetos part.

[RumpleForeskin]

$15 paid and a case of The Beast to Wolfman will never fill the void of the dignity that has been stripped (self-inflicted of course) from BSmack over the last couple of days.

Dude should just logout permanently before he becomes more obtuse than me.

[Terry in Crapchester]

I'll tease you a little bit and tell you that it involved a psychotic weed dealing "webmaster", a Mexican with a propensity for getting arrested during bachelor parties, a crippled mutant from Tuscon and his buddy who's erectile issues became board fodder for a while.

Okay, so we've got mvscal, TVO and Perk. Who's the first one?

I remember part of this story. the #1 man on that list is Skelly, the dude who started the Elba Board. Goobs probably can add some detail to this, too.

Back in the day when most everyone got along ok, Bsmack went out west and stayed at Skellys place. I remember Skelly posting on some board that he kicked him out because he slept all day and was on the internet all night, plus skelly also accused him of sitting in his car in the driveway "polishing his carrot"

Now Skelly was a weed infused paranoid nutcase who was actually going to plant drugs at Jay Hanks house in Vegas and then call the cops on him for all the internet abuse he (and the picture of his famly reunion he posted) suffered at the hands of the honksville crew and others, so his story is not all that credible, however that is what I remember.

Driving skelly insanely mad was a lot of fun. :)

edit:

Looks like Goobs beat me to it. I forgot about the cheetos part.

Thanks for the info, although the part I posted about mvscal, TVO and Perk was tongue-in-cheek (to some extent, anyway). Truth be told, I never posted at either Elba or Honksville, so I definitely don't know the details about this story.

[Dinsdale]

Crisco, try and stay on topic.

You should be posting in bold that every other person here owes you $9.

[BSmack]

I'll tease you a little bit and tell you that it involved a psychotic weed dealing "webmaster", a Mexican with a propensity for getting arrested during bachelor parties, a crippled mutant from Tuscon and his buddy who's erectile issues became board fodder for a while.

Okay, so we've got mvscal, TVO and Perk. Who's the first one?

I remember part of this story. the #1 man on that list is Skelly, the dude who started the Elba Board. Goobs probably can add some detail to this, too.

Back in the day when most everyone got along ok, Bsmack went out west and stayed at Skellys place. I remember Skelly posting on some board that he kicked him out because he slept all day and was on the internet all night, plus skelly also accused him of sitting in his car in the driveway "polishing his carrot"

Now Skelly was a weed infused paranoid nutcase who was actually going to plant drugs at Jay Hanks house in Vegas and then call the cops on him for all the internet abuse he (and the picture of his famly reunion he posted) suffered at the hands of the honksville crew and others, so his story is not all that credible, however that is what I remember.

Driving skelly insanely mad was a lot of fun. :)

edit:

Looks like Goobs beat me to it. I forgot about the cheetos part.

Yep, the #1 guy was Skelly.

And you were spot on about his weed fueled plot to go after Hanks. And had he been able to find Hanks, he would have done it. His rants about Hanks and Honksville in general were even more bizarre in person than they could ever be online.

Just to clear up another thing, I had a contract job almost the entire time I was out there with Bank One in Mesa. But after I became aware of Skelly's habit of storing a pound or more of chronic in his apartment, I started to make my plans for going back east. Less getting busted as an accessory to a felony. And more of making more money back east than was available in the AZ job market at that time. The only reason I went out there was because I very stupidly believed Skelly when he said he would have 300 bills a week worth of IT work for me. As it turned out, his "IT" work consisted of a few busted up cases strewn about his apartment floor.

AZ was a lesson well learned.

[PSUFAN]

300 bills a week worth of IT work

Way to set the bar high, BJuked. No wonder you are looking to choke 8 clams out of grizzled old farts whenever possible.

[OCmike]

You mean that $7.50/hour isn't worth moving for? Learn something new every day.

[Shlomart Ben Yisrael]

I'll tease you a little bit and tell you that it involved a psychotic weed dealing "webmaster", a Mexican with a propensity for getting arrested during bachelor parties, a crippled mutant from Tuscon and his buddy who's erectile issues became board fodder for a while.

Okay, so we've got mvscal, TVO and Perk. Who's the first one?

Frag.

[OCmike]

Remember when Frag got fired from a job because his boss told him to stop posting on SmackChat all day and Frag decided that it was time to take a stand. Oops!

Good times...good times...

[BSmack]

You mean that $7.50/hour isn't worth moving for? Learn something new every day.

It wasn't 7.50 an hour. The deal was allegedly going to be for 15-20 hours a week. Which, in conjunction with a regular day job would have been more than enough to get by and start putting money away. Remember, at the time my resume was that of a truck driver and warehouse manager. I was willing to take a few lumps to get something on the resume that didn't have to do with plowing snow or telling Asians how to sort scrap metal. I got the day job, he never came through with the night work. Oh well. It turned into 4 weeks of moderately good times and a week of unbearable tension after I knew I would be leaving. All things considered, it was a valuable life lesson that came with an absolutely unforgettable bachelor party, some decent nights out on Mill Ave. and a few trips to Bank One Ballpark to see the Cubs (Sosa hit a granny that day) and M's (A-Rod knocked one into the pool) play. Considering that many life lessons come with hospital trips or jail time, I figure I broke even on the deal.

[Goober McTuber]

I was willing to take a few lumps to get something on the resume

Is that why you post here?

[OCmike]

You mean that $7.50/hour isn't worth moving for? Learn something new every day.

It wasn't 7.50 an hour. The deal was allegedly going to be for 15-20 hours a week. Which, in conjunction with a regular day job would have been more than enough to get by and start putting money away. Remember, at the time my resume was that of a truck driver and warehouse manager. I was willing to take a few lumps to get something on the resume that didn't have to do with plowing snow or telling Asians how to sort scrap metal. I got the day job, he never came through with the night work. Oh well. It turned into 4 weeks of moderately good times and a week of unbearable tension after I knew I would be leaving. All things considered, it was a valuable life lesson that came with an absolutely unforgettable bachelor party, some decent nights out on Mill Ave. and a few trips to Bank One Ballpark to see the Cubs (Sosa hit a granny that day) and M's (A-Rod knocked one into the pool) play. Considering that many life lessons come with hospital trips or jail time, I figure I broke even on the deal.

We all have a few retarded mistakes from our youth. When living in NoCal and working at Jack-in-the-Box, a buddy and I took a paycheck, quit with no notice and decided to move down to Hollywood and get jobs in the movie industry, which we were told by friends who lived there were a piece of cake to get. What they didn't say was that it's basically tradition that you work your first movie or two for free as an apprentice, regardless of the trade, so you get zero income for the first few months that you were there. So instead of going that route, we partied away all of our $$, pissed off the roommates of our friends (who had real jobs that they had to get up for and weren't too thrilled about us getting liquored up until 4AM every day) and ended up sleeping on the roof of the building. The landlord found us up there on the second night, so we moved to a a spot under a bridge nearby. Drunk, homeless and stupid is no way to go through life, son. We were down to pretty much our last few bucks, so we had no place to stay, no jobs and no money for food. Fortunately, the Covenant House van used to come by twice a day once they figured out our "spot" and gave us water and sandwiches. To this day, it's the only charity I give to, as I actually KNOW what my my money is going towards when I give it. But I digress...

I sucked up my pride and called my Mom (Gulp!) for bus fare home, but she was out at lunch, so I just left a message that I had called. Meanwhile my buddy convinced a friend of his to drive from NoCal down to Hollywood to pick us up. I called my Mom back and she was sure I was calling for bus fare home for some reason, but I said, "No, hey, everything's great, but we're heading back up north." Whew...pride saved. We drove back to NoCal where I promptly joined the Navy.

There's more to this story and I'd love to degrade myself further, but it's 5pm and I'm outta here.

[Terry in Crapchester]

There's more to this story and I'd love to degrade myself further, but it's 5pm and I'm outta here.

Do tell. Tomorrow, anyway.

[Wolfman]

Those who know me understand that hair loss is the least
of my old age problems !

[War Wagon]

Simply put, he decided to turn this into board fodder rather than meet me face to face. And that's the last I'll have to say on it.

Can't you just PM him for his address and send him a check? I am not so sure I want to participate in the JFFL if there's a known welcher in the mix. Damn dude... it's $15 lousy for Chrissakes.

Don't sweat it. Bri's not the treasurer, and I wouldn't be concerned if he was.

But yeah, this is a debt that needs be made to go away. If it were mine, I'd make it go away no matter what it took. $15 lousy bucks shouldn't destroy a man's reputation, but it can if you're hardheaded enough. Make it right, B.

[smackaholic]

$15 lousy bucks shouldn't destroy a man's reputation......

no, it shouldn't, but, it'll be good for an awful lotta run in this shithole.

now, let's have another email from Bsmack in lagos....

[Mike the Lab Rat]

Ahhhh......the halcyon days of Elba.

Skelly, ppanther, sbabe, EdinWLA, Bitter Pat, Egodonor, Kendogg, Adrian, BigO, LH in LA, Bri, Gus in Tempe, Gus in Crapchester, Maldoror the Vainglorious One, htown bob, Sam, porgy/gropy/gproy....

...mornings wasted in#jimrome...

...song parodies, Malovian triplets, flame wars that were well-crafted and funny as hell...

All gone to shit when folks started taking the shit online seriously, insisted on meeting and partying with each other in person, and forgetting that online "buddies" actually getting together is a bad, bad, idea. That's why I NEVER did it and NEVER will. Frig the idea of "Clonestocks," "Elbastocks," and any/all attempts to round up internet pals and combine the situation with booze. It ends badly for many involved.

Hell, I knew the whole Elba thing got too far out there when they were seriously talking about making hats. Yes, hats.

[LTS TRN 2]

blah, blah--what, are you guys on meth? How can you blather such streams of inane gibberish...and, well, what are you doing? Spinning your little wheels, hiding?

Look, hundreds of American young men are about to be blown to shit because of the vile machinations of a group of "neocons." Now, neocons are rabid and lock-step supporters of Israel, period. That's their "agenda."

You JO artists have neither agenda, opinions, courage, nor Awareness.

Mock and snit all you like. Call out nasty names like kids on the playground. Castigate til you scream. Twist the blankets over your eyes and grit your teeth.

It's time to Wakey Wake.

[Goober McTuber]

blah, blah--

That's as far as I got.

[Smackie Chan]

Frig the idea of "Clonestocks," "Elbastocks," and any/all attempts to round up internet pals and combine the situation with booze. It ends badly for many involved.

The potential exists for a situation to end badly when posters meet and alcohol is involved. But this is true of damn near every get-together, and is certainly not limited to when cyberspace and real life collide.

Honestly, of all the stories that have resulted from real-life interaction among posters, what's the worst that's happened? Wolfie gets burned for $15? Russ gets cuckolded by NoCal (at his own expense)? Perk & Blondieskank form an unholy alliance? To me, the worst was when ZZ accused Ankomak of raping Blondie. Jeez, if these are the types of situations you fear, why leave the house?

Since first registering on SCIII, I've been to four "Trollstops," met probably between 50-100 posters, and can't say that I regret any of it. Hell, some of those I've met are among the most vilified posters ever, including R_t_S, OmegaVerb, Inkydave, jtr, Diego, TVO, AP, and Blondie, to name a few. Despite that, my recollections of these get-togethers are almost all positive, and my guess is that if you were to survey those who have participated in such events, their opinions would be similar to mine. The good times far outweigh the bad, and regardless of what an individual's reputation is as a poster, for the most part, as real-life humans, they're almost all OK in my book. A few posters I've me up with more than once, and expect to continue to do so.

So to make the blanket statement that "any/all attempts to round up internet pals" is a bad idea is simply asinine. Can it end badly? Of course, but what can't? Is there some sort of mystique to maintain by remaining, for the most part, anonymous? Are those of us who have met other posters somehow less safe or secure than those of you who haven't? I certainly don't feel that way.

I'm not saying that everyone should make the attempt to meet in real life. If you don't want to, then don't. But don't try to convince others that it's a bad idea when a) there's little to no evidence to support that position, and b) you've never done it.

Hell, I knew the whole Elba thing got too far out there when they were seriously talking about making hats. Yes, hats.

Was there enough Reynolds Wrap to go around for everyone?

[OCmike]

There's more to this story and I'd love to degrade myself further, but it's 5pm and I'm outta here.

Do tell. Tomorrow, anyway.

Prior to getting the boot from the apartment one afternoon, I was partying with one of the chicks who lived there and my buddy Tony. We drank ourselves stupid and she chopped us up each a fat rail of coke, which we all blazed through. Okay, drunk and high on coke? I was in the mood to do something really retarded...

Tonya, the chick who lived there, told me that she wanted to put makeup on me to see what I'd look like as a goth. No-fucking-way. There are a lot of things I will do when I'm fucked up, but having some chick put make-up on me is not one of them. You could have tied me down and- Aw what the hell. "Okay, if your pussy hair is the same color as your regular hair (it was colored purple), I'll let you do it." "Ha!", she responded, pulled down her pants and showed me her purple bush, "You lose." WHO THE FUCK DIES THEIR PUBES PURPLE?!!! FUCK!!

Fine, so I agree to let her put eyeliner, mascara and black lipstick on me, but that's it. ...and no pictures.

So she gets done working her magic and suddenly she comes up with a great idea. Why don't I drive down to Hollywood Blvd (about four blocks away) and surprise Pam (the other chick who lived there) at the freaky clothing store where she worked. That should be good for a laugh or seven. I was inebriated enough to agree, squeezed into a pair of Pam's jean shorts, which was no small feat and required help, put on a leather jacket and spiked my hair.

I walked out of the apartment thinking, "What the fuck am I DOING?" Oh well, you only live once and Pam should get a kick out of it.

I park the car about a half block from her work and start walking down Hollywood Blvd towards the boutique, forgetting that right next door is a Hell's Angels-type biker bar.

"What's up bitch?", one of them calls to me.
"Hey faggot, you got a purty mouf," another calls. "Hey, I'm talking to you!"
I just keep on walking.
"Great," I think to myself, I get all drunk and coked up and try to play a practical joke on someone and I'm about to get fag-bashed in the process. Unreal...

So I get to the boutique and Pam immediately spots me and starts laughing her ass off.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Bwahahahahaahahaha"
"Just fucked up and acting stupid and trying not to get gay-bashed by the bikers next door."
"Yeah, that might be a problem. And you can't stay...my boss is here so I can't be seen talking to you."

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck...

I wouldn't have cared, 'cept I didn't want to go walking past those bikers so soon after they'd just been fucking with me. I mean, it's fine to kick a hornet's nest if you want to, but you don't have to HI-YAAAAAAAAAH! the motherfucker.

So dressed in tight jean shorts, a black leather jacket, black lipstick, mascara and eyeliner, I stroll past the biker bar again. This time no one says anything, but two of the bikers start following me. I walk the towards the car and turn up the street the half block towards the car. I ball up my fists, start to feel that familiar rush of adrenaline and I turn my head and see that they kept walking straight. Whew! I thought I was going to end up getting my teeth curbed or something.

I drove back to the apartment and vowed that that was the LAST time I was going to let a chick put make-up on me no matter how fucked up I was or what the purpose was, even if it was for a stupid prank.

[Shlomart Ben Yisrael]

blah, blah--

That's as far as I got.

Two words?

Damn, dude...I only got as far as "blah".

[PSUFAN]

Did you end up gnashing your teeth in the purple bush?

[OCmike]

Less. She had VD twice in the three months that I was there. Nothing major...just the clap and chlamydia (sp) or something similar, but her puss had seen too many diseased cocks. Thought about it several times when fucked up though...


edit to add... Besides, even though she was a stripper and had a body that was about an 8, her face was a solid deuce. Cool enough chick, but DAMN, that grill was tough to look at.

[Goober McTuber]

blah, blah--

That's as far as I got.

Two words?

Damn, dude...I only got as far as "blah".

[Moving Sale]

Two year study by Purdue University supports a federal agency's findings that the initial impact from the hijacked airplanes stripped away crucial fireproofing material and that the weakened towers collapsed under their own weight.


Suck it, bitch. :P

Of course they fell from their own weight. What other weight has been suggested? Too many copiers on floor 107? Too many McDonald’s eaters on 105? Way to pick subject matter for your “study” Purdue.

[RumpleForeskin]

^^^^^Was Marcus Allen in on this study?

[LTS TRN 2]

It's time to Wakey Wake.

It's time for you to suicide bomb your basement.

And why? I'm living comfortably in the most beautiful city in the world.

What about some 22-year-old from Allentown Pa, who's lying in a bed, his legs having been blown off in Iraq, his meds leaving him in a semi-comatose state of dread and despair.

And WHAT are you guys even talking about? Unlike you, I REALLY didn't read your blather.

You are in a state of fetal-positioned yammering...pitiful.

[LTS TRN 2]

I'm not moping. And I'm certainly not a candidate for suicide. But that guy and tens of thousands like him are. And it's because of a heinous crime--which is coming apart as we speak, a little more each day
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[OCmike]

That guy is moping because Cheney and his staff are behind on their paperwork? Who knew?

[RadioFan]

And I'm certainly not a candidate for suicide.

Damn. I was hoping you and Tardowen could've planned out a basketball game and had a real blowout.

[RadioFan]

Sounds like a Cure, err, Boston song to me.

RACK.

[LTS TRN 2]

Hmmm...really want to get into a parody contest with me?

As for Cheney, he's not just "behind in his paperwork"--though what an interesting spin you you apply. Do you REALLY feel so protective of Dick Cheney? Fascinating.

He's a major criminal on par with the most vile and loathsome in history--and his hideous "agenda" is playing out as we speak (and you sleep).

What, you're blind to the utterly disastrous effects of his career? You're looking forward to some more fetal-positioned chatter about some childish nonsense as you offered in this thread?


WAKE UP!!