tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post111507696458563996..comments2023-04-03T06:42:51.447-04:00Comments on Tabula Rasa: Drumlines, Nemeses, StartersWendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12173001485763309117noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post-1115183373958033972005-05-04T01:09:00.000-04:002005-05-04T01:09:00.000-04:00Well, it was still morning to me, because I had ju...Well, it was still morning to me, because I had just woken up.<BR/><BR/>Wendy: like a cup of coffee in da mornin'.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post-1115161505941550222005-05-03T19:05:00.000-04:002005-05-03T19:05:00.000-04:00Nice to see you kids are feuding in the daytime.Nice to see you kids are feuding in the daytime.Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12173001485763309117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post-1115148145850047632005-05-03T15:22:00.000-04:002005-05-03T15:22:00.000-04:00I'll try the hot-pants at Auto World thing.I'll try the hot-pants at Auto World thing.T.V. Fritzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13513684470139236109noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post-1115141099250200932005-05-03T13:24:00.000-04:002005-05-03T13:24:00.000-04:00Oh, and since this is the Wendirama's blog... :PYa...Oh, and since this <I>is</I> the Wendirama's blog... :P<BR/><BR/>Yay for kittens! (And fixed cars, too, but kitten > car in several regards.) You know Manda and I are going to want to see... especially Manda. She LOVES kittens.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post-1115140856597526742005-05-03T13:20:00.000-04:002005-05-03T13:20:00.000-04:00You know, I would have thought you'd have been sma...You know, I would have thought you'd have been smart enough to realize that, by my second post, I was completely <I><B>not serious</B></I> about that whole vehicular homicide thing. Oi. Now if I had a kiln handy, that would be a whole 'nother ballgame...<BR/><BR/>I mean, come on. I acknowledged that it was an empty threat. How can you take it seriously after that? Geeze, lighten up. Breathe some helium, if that's what it takes. <BR/><BR/>And, really, hit <I>on</I> you? Trust me, I have much better taste than that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7771595.post-1115114263217088872005-05-03T05:57:00.000-04:002005-05-03T05:57:00.000-04:00Ok, so I've been proven wrong by Wendy. I did post...Ok, so I've been proven wrong by Wendy. I did post that shit on this site a few mornings ago on my own free will. I suppose that's what 8 hours of PGA will do to you. Who knew? <BR/> With my fault being recognized: Fine, I stand by most of it, no matter what. Even drunk as I can get, I still took no personal shots. And to anyone who made a threat, I still take it as a challenge, and as your hero John the Money-Marrier would put it: "Bring It On." Also, to this young man known as "Matthew" I can only say to change the link of your name from ( I believe it is your sister's site)a girl's site to maybe something that pertains to you so I could figure it out, even though I was 90% sure who you were when I saw the name, it's better not to make wild assumptions. And don't threaten me with your car because I'm not worried about a liberal trying to hit me (maybe hit ON me though). But at least have the balls to make the threat to.... ok I've now officially gotten tired of defending myself from personal harm on the fucking internet. It's degrading and makes me feel like all those Final Fantasy games I've played have finally turned me into the dork I never wanted to me. So here it is: If you got the balls, I got the time. And that's the end of that. <BR/><BR/> Sincerely,<BR/> Robert FUCKING Curtis <BR/> i.e. Bad Mother FuckerAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com