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the unrunner

     

     

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    possible, i suppose, but evidence is lacking. i am more a narcissist than a syncophant.

     

    and, purdey... interesting question. would it appear harsh if i described you as i have described nader? no. it would not appear harsh but would rather appear off-base. food for thought.

    if you don't run, you'll rust. [tom petty] ..... i just wanna get back on track, even if it kills me. [motion city soundtrack] ..... if i only could be running up that hill, with no problems. if only i could, be running up that hill. [kate bush] ..... still running in place [alkaline trio] ..... at least i'll try and run, and run tonight, everything will be alright [the killers] ..... don't give up the distance. [flavio the magnificent]


    Hawt and sexy

      I didn't feel like using a smiley. 

      I'm touching your pants.

        I didn't feel like using a smiley. 

         

        Do you need a hug?

        Sack up and run.


        Hawt and sexy

          Sure, before everyone leaves me all here alone.  We seem to have a mutiny going on. 

          I'm touching your pants.

             

            I'm not going to censor this, not really my place. But are you sure you really want to be this harsh?

             

            I don't want to get all fucking "huggy" here, but is that really called for?

            Purdey, harsh implies that the statements had a basis in reality, but were presented too severely/bluntly.  Here we have someone - to quote my bosom buddy and bff, the one with whom I long to be "integrated" -  inferring volumes, when he/she/it doesn't "know SH**" about me.

            If we don’t try we’ll never know. At least I can find out how good I can be.  I can have an answer at the end of the days, and have a hell of a good time with the process. -Desi Davila


            What does Tunis make?

              If a group of women can bitch about me in a thread for 10 pages, then others should get that time in.

               

               

              Excellent point. That was a fabulous thread. I don't know that I ever read the beginning of it, where the might have been some brief discussion of something, but then there were a zillion pages of arguing about arguing about willamona. It was a beautiful example of how entertaining pointless navel-gazing meta-arguments are, especially with some nice insults embedded therein.

              It's a 5k. It hurt like hell...then I tried to pick it up. The end.


              "Race Across The Sky"

                Purdey, harsh implies that the statements had a basis in reality, but were presented too severely/bluntly.  Here we have someone - to quote my bosom buddy and bff, the one with whom I long to be "integrated" -  inferring volumes, when he/she/it doesn't "know SH**" about me. 

                 

                Don't read so much into my words.  I rarely think before I speak.  I rarely imply anything.  That would imply that I had thought about the underlying meaning before speaking. I don't have the mental capacity to do this.

                 

                I will leave this to you two to sort out.  Give each other a hug and a damn good "integrating".

                What was the secret, they wanted to know; in a thousand different ways they wanted to know The Secret. And not one of them was prepared, truly prepared to believe that it had not so much to do with chemicals and zippy mental tricks as with that most unprofound and sometimes heart-rending process of removing, molecule by molecule, the very tough rubber that comprised the bottoms of his training shoes. The Trial of Miles; Miles of Trials
                  I Want to Conquer the World.

                   

                  I KNOW RIGHT??


                  Prince of Fatness

                    I think that, even though I mentioned that I married Mrs. Potato Head in a Catholic church, I did a pretty good job of staying out of this mess of a thread.

                     

                    I'm pretty happy with myself right now.

                    There is a long dark road ahead of me.

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