soylent green...

um,, man im lettin DILLIGAF reply to that,, other than,,.. man ya didnt gimme a addy.. pm it to me or whatever..

an we only want one thank ya very much..

 

Ah... I forgot.


Burl N. Corbett, 181 McMullen Hollow Rd., Birdsboro, PA 19508.

I don't mind giving the above info out, mainly because I'm already public information because I published a novel and wrote for newspapers.
That's the choice I made.
I would not advise it for others; especially women.


WHERE'S MY MOMMY CATTY!!!!!????? Lost in the 17 inches of snow that God decided to punish us with (26 degrees-- heading into the teens tonight-- ain't life grand in Pennsylvania in the fucking winter?)

 

man why anyone would think that givin there addy out out on the net now days is tabboo is beyond me..

anyone that wants to know knows..
but i never cared bout yers till now..

thnxs checks in the mail..

postage free? err ya need extra fer that?

 

Yeah, I didn't think about postage--2 bucks more per book.

I'm drunk now. Taking a nap. Bye.

 

ok man fer 22 bucks a signed book by you in my collection is priceless.. checks in the mail..

luv n lite an sleep tite..

 

The goddamned cats woke me up-- the fricking morons run out on the front porch when I go for wood, then get locked-out against a wall of snow (I did no shovelling, yet). Then, an hour later, they hurl their stupid bodies against the door, waking me up.


Might as well drink some more and post.

Upon receipt of your money, my novel will be heading south. Angelgodiva has one already, BTW.

 

ah hell thudly,,, at 15 a kid anymore is just as well schooled in the vulgarity department as you or i was at 22... and iffin its vocabulary wise one is worried bout ,,, I also have no worries she is a well rounded edumacated child errr young adult... then as far as life content... hell shucks i just cant be too fussed over that,,, cuz me n her been able to overcome more hurdles in her brief life than one would prolly ever imagine overcomin,,,, but i aint goin there,,,, thats for my novel ...

so sure she will read it prolly twice before its all done.,,afterall her two week library stash this week was the new harry potter, edgar allen poes collection of god awful stories n worse yet poems n some other silly novel ... something i wouldnt get through in a year

 

Well, O.K., Dilagafff--you know best.The first chapter of my novel sets the stage, so to speak. The protaganist, Rammy, is having a hearing at a government agency-- they wish to remove his licence to sell alcohol.


Yes. Things like this occur. However..........

Numerous sex practices are mentioned, totally vile language is freely used, and I WOULD NOT WANT A 15 YEAR-OLD GIRL READING THIS!

But, then again, I was reading my dad's copy of "Tropic of Cancer", by Henry Miller at the age of 12.

It didn't kill me, in fact it helped me become the ball-busting prick I am.

It's, of course, up to you.

WHERE'S ANGELGODIVA????

 

not sure where she is hiding out at thud, she sent a message or two sayin she was back n aint seen her since

 

I think Mattfromvegas and other good sorts bought her a new computer, but she hasn't been posting. I know she had health problems, but it was her knees-- that shouldn't prevent her posting, though what do I know. I have her phone number, but when I used to call, her idiot husband would answer and be a total asshole. Then, he probably gave her grief, so I no longer call.


I miss her--she was good people.

BTW--I still haven't shovelled any snow-- the vodka supply is still good. Didn't you get any snow from this blizzard? Some places in PA got almost 2 feet.

 

man yer behind the times,, dakotas mom an ellis d trip drove over an took her a old puter of theres on 12/27/2005..

the one matt sent her dear old bob trashed long ago..

dunno,, he probably trashed that one as well..

an her only health problems were lyme disease an bein a junkie last i checked.. the knee had long since healed..

we got a couple inches,, wich with a 80 mile commute an 3 snow plows in the county is enough for us folks to just to sit at home for a day...

 

I was off the net for damn near 2 years. Can't say that I missed it. I used my daughter's computer to keep up to speed-- but, then, she can rean mmy-sometimes-not-innocolous posts.


Bob is an arsehole; I know this.

You and Diligaf seem O.K., though.

From one redneck to another:Cheers!

 

we try..

luv n lite..

 

Didn't this thread begin about movies or something? I just woke up after a power-nap and the goddamn snow is still outside, the goddamn cats still tearing up the house and my supply of vodka still adequate, but I'll soon fix that.

 

Lol

 

I quit drinking Monday morning, sobered up, had the shakes and the horrors, puked, couldn't eat--Jesus! I gotta stop this shit. One night, two winters ago,

after I had been drinking non-stop for 5 or 6 days, the Devil, in the guise of an arrogant young man, appeared in my living room. I actually carried on a theological discussion with him (which I naturally lost) for at least 10 minutes. He seemed absolutely real, and when I think about it today, I'm convinced that maybe it was an angel come to scare and warn me.

It wasn't scary at the time. I recall saying, "Get behind me, Satan!", and he just laughed, commenting, "That won't work."

The next day I sobered up and was deathly sick for 4 days.

 

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Well, freakylady, I already have enough short stories( some published, some not) and published newspaper columns to print another novel.


I just need someone to show me how to transfer them to a disc (and, download a writing program.)

Move out here with me, freakysweetie, and show me how. You can live for free, but you'll have to pay for your own smokes and clothes.

(I HAVE 6 PUSSYCATS!)

 

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soylent green...is people!...


awesome movie.