I stupidly got myself into a debate with my friend Brandon (the gay guy who loves Sarah Palin and doesn't understand it when I compare that to if I loved Pat Buchanan). He had sent that picture of the person with their head up their ass and entitled it "Obama Supporters." Scott sent a response that it could easily be Palin supporters, and someone asked what he meant. So I responded with the example of absitnence-only education not working too well in her family...here is what I received from a woman named Nancy Barnes:
From what I've seen of your notes, you don't have a relationship with Jesus, do you? Unless you get right with God, yes, you will go to hell. Also, your smart-mouthed remarks come across as smirking against God. Not a good idea! But, then, you don't believe in that, do you? Evolution is your bag! Sad!!
I can only guess that she saw my e-mail address jkbernstein@sbcglobal.net and assumed I was Jewish? I can't think of any other explanation. It made my day.
Got a Rake? Sure!
IMCT: Inane Middle-Class Twats - Dr. M
" *sigh* it's right when they throw the penis pump out the window." -Hoy
Some Dumb Ass wrote:you don't have a relationship with Jesus, do you?
I'm always intrigued by these kinds of statements. What kind of relationship do Christians have with Jesus? The guy never talks to them, doesn't write, didn't even fucking live at the same time. So what is the relationship? What's my relationship with, I dunno, George Orwell or Bobby Kennedy? Isn't it implied that a relationship requires a least two conscious partners?
"Grab some wood, bub.'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
Wolter wrote:Jen, you have a lot of run-ins with idiots.
St. Louis
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a bowl of soup
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a rolling hoop
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a ton of lead
Wiggle - you can raise the dead
Wolter wrote:Jen, you have a lot of run-ins with idiots.
St. Louis
Exactly. Oh, she sent me another e-mail apologizing (I hadn't responded to her, so maybe she thought to kill me with kindness) and said that she didn't realize my race. My race? last time I checked I was as boring lily-white as the rest of them. She also implored me to try Jews for Jesus. This time I responded, "OK, but only if you try Christians for Budda."
Got a Rake? Sure!
IMCT: Inane Middle-Class Twats - Dr. M
" *sigh* it's right when they throw the penis pump out the window." -Hoy
Shit, I don't even have a good relationship with myself, and I spend all my time with me. I even talk to myself sometimes, but it doesn't seem to help. I just don't know what to do with me anymore.
I feel that there is a fascistic element, for example, in the Rolling Stones . . .
— Morton Feldman
I've studied the phenomenon of neo-provincialism in self-isolating online communities but this place takes the fucking cake.
— Clashy
eumaas wrote:Shit, I don't even have a good relationship with myself, and I spend all my time with me. I even talk to myself sometimes, but it doesn't seem to help. I just don't know what to do with me anymore.
Masturbate.
Got a Rake? Sure!
IMCT: Inane Middle-Class Twats - Dr. M
" *sigh* it's right when they throw the penis pump out the window." -Hoy
eumaas wrote:Shit, I don't even have a good relationship with myself, and I spend all my time with me. I even talk to myself sometimes, but it doesn't seem to help. I just don't know what to do with me anymore.
Masturbate.
I just can't find the time to be with me like that, and frankly I've been bored by me lately. I haven't tried anything new in a long time, and I just can't convince myself to do anything exotic.
I feel that there is a fascistic element, for example, in the Rolling Stones . . .
— Morton Feldman
I've studied the phenomenon of neo-provincialism in self-isolating online communities but this place takes the fucking cake.
— Clashy
eumaas wrote:Shit, I don't even have a good relationship with myself, and I spend all my time with me. I even talk to myself sometimes, but it doesn't seem to help. I just don't know what to do with me anymore.
Masturbate.
I just can't find the time to be with me like that, and frankly I've been bored by me lately. I haven't tried anything new in a long time, and I just can't convince myself to do anything exotic.
The Internet has a couple sites, I think, that help you pretend there's someone sort of with you, at least in your mind.
"Grab some wood, bub.'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
eumaas wrote:Shit, I don't even have a good relationship with myself, and I spend all my time with me. I even talk to myself sometimes, but it doesn't seem to help. I just don't know what to do with me anymore.
Masturbate.
I just can't find the time to be with me like that, and frankly I've been bored by me lately. I haven't tried anything new in a long time, and I just can't convince myself to do anything exotic.
The Internet has a couple sites, I think, that help you pretend there's someone sort of with you, at least in your mind.
But I am with me.
I feel that there is a fascistic element, for example, in the Rolling Stones . . .
— Morton Feldman
I've studied the phenomenon of neo-provincialism in self-isolating online communities but this place takes the fucking cake.
— Clashy
eumaas wrote:Shit, I don't even have a good relationship with myself, and I spend all my time with me. I even talk to myself sometimes, but it doesn't seem to help. I just don't know what to do with me anymore.
Masturbate.
I just can't find the time to be with me like that, and frankly I've been bored by me lately. I haven't tried anything new in a long time, and I just can't convince myself to do anything exotic.
The Internet has a couple sites, I think, that help you pretend there's someone sort of with you, at least in your mind.
But I am with me.
Allowing you to be the most selfish lover you've ever had.
"Grab some wood, bub.'" - Richard Nixon, Checkers Speech, abandoned early draft
I just can't find the time to be with me like that, and frankly I've been bored by me lately. I haven't tried anything new in a long time, and I just can't convince myself to do anything exotic.
The Internet has a couple sites, I think, that help you pretend there's someone sort of with you, at least in your mind.
But I am with me.
Allowing you to be the most selfish lover you've ever had.
I'm totally unsatisfied with me. I don't meet my needs anymore--I can barely feed me!
I feel that there is a fascistic element, for example, in the Rolling Stones . . .
— Morton Feldman
I've studied the phenomenon of neo-provincialism in self-isolating online communities but this place takes the fucking cake.
— Clashy
