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Maybe we are being real. Even if we are fake, we are really that. If we are hoodwinked by the powers that be, then we are really the hoodwinked. If we are liars, then that's what we really are. So, when it comes right down to it, we're all being real, though you may not approve of what some of us really are.

 

Perhaps you meant to ask why we can't just be honest. Let's start with your income. How much money do you make?

 

I held back tears from seeing a part of a recent Prince concert in Switzerland --- and thinking about loving him --- like a teenager would crush on a star. It's that time of the month for me, I'm a wreck.
A hormonal, emotional wreck.

 

Gonna give the prescription one more try.

 

i don't own a color copier and would not use it to attempt to counterfeit if i did.

i do receive a modest pension however, sufficient to pay rent and groceries, and as long as i don't have a car to waste it on, enough left over for a few of the things i really like once in a while.

as for being real, rocks and trees are real. even if we only imagine ourselves.

 

Time for a second drink i think lemonade this time.

 

Well it’s Friday the 13th, a full moon, and triskaidekaphobic, what could possibly go wrong :leaving:




Hotwater

 

What's that last part mean? I don't like Friday the 13th and full moon going together. I know it's all just silly, pointless and means nothing.... But I will still be happy at 12 01 am--Saturday. That is all.

 

The fear of the number 13 :hide:


Hotwater

 

Ha, check your other post. Who's Hoywater?

And oh, okay. I don't like certain numbers- they are... 3, 6, and 13. (for some reason 9 is okay though...and 15). I am working on liking the number 3, telling myself I love it and stuff...but 13 I really don't like. (And now I Just made myself seem completely OCD)

 

The new machine clogged up now they are using the old one....and its running worse than it was before we got the new one.

 

I've had the same mower for seven years. I've never changed the oil in it, nor the air-filter. Every spring I walk out to it, put some gas left over from the previous fall into it, give the primer bulb a few pushes, and it starts up on the first or second pull. In those seven years, I've had to replace the handle three times; I used the handles from some old, broken down mowers behind my garage. I've even had my mechanic down the road weld some steel onto the handle connections to keep them from cracking and breaking. But the handle broke farther up.

Every mowing session is between two and a half and three hours long. During the last session, I had to continuously restart it, but it made it through . . . barely. So, now I'm off to the mall to go to Sears where I know they have five-horsepower machines with no frills--no self-propelled mechanisms and no bagging bullshit. The town I live near has nothing but overpriced pieces of crap, or three-and-a-half horsepower, 20" cut machines which is too small.

Just a random thought this morning.

 

Money making idea:

Attend Antiques Road Shows--as seen on PBS. Watch for people who've brought items that turn out to be worth mega-bucks, and then follow them home. I trust I don't have to say anything further.

 

So far I've spent a fortune following your directions and still haven't gotten paid.
Did you leave out the punch line?

 

Punchline? (that's right, it's a compound word) OK, after following the person home whom has had their highly valuable antique appraised at the Antique Road Show, pull in behind them in their driveway and, at either gunpoint or knifepoint, force them to give it to you.

The fact that you needed further instruction regarding my plan inclines me to believe that I should also tell you that you need to wear a mask of some sort, and to use a rental car. Better yet, maybe you'd be better off sticking to the straight and narrow path, as I really get the feeling that you're not cut out for this kind of thing. It doesn't mean anything bad about you. It just means that you're not as deviously minded as you need to be.

 

:smilielol5:

Maybe use a stolen car, a rental can be tracked back to a credit card.

 

Now I got a bunch of old shit and can expect some enduring animosity and I still ain't got paid. Not so sure this is a wise investment strategy no matter how devious in composition I may be.

 

YES! Now you're talkin'. I'm ditching thedope; you're going to make a much better partner, I can tell.

 

Are you sure that all that old shit is secure. Where do you keep it? In an old shed? If so, where is this shed located?