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| Feb 7th, 2004 03:56 PM | ||
| kellychaos |
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 Other guy: Chatting involves one person sparking up a conversation and the other person being interested enough to continue the conversation. |
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| Feb 7th, 2004 12:24 AM | ||
| Spooky | its CRUNCH TIIIME | |
| Feb 6th, 2004 11:44 PM | ||
| Evil Robot | He was probably reading about gay vampires sucking cock and biting other gay people in gay clubs with goth music and gay people. | |
| Feb 6th, 2004 11:35 PM | ||
| Esuohlim |
Some woman was chatting with you, and you complained about her interrupting your book?  That's what gay people do.
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| Feb 6th, 2004 10:55 PM | ||
| FartinMowler |
You Greek guy with long hair  Gg: Hi You : Are you stealing my soap? Gg : What you don't like my long greek hair? You: What the hell does laundry soap have to do with your hair? Gg : Did you know that my hair is washed many, many times each night? You : Uh no... Gg : I don't use usually use soap but since you have soap I will wash my clothes and keep you company Gg : <greek guy play's with hair> |
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| Feb 6th, 2004 04:13 PM | ||
| kellychaos |
and doing his laundry in a dank, lonely place.
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| Feb 6th, 2004 03:48 PM | ||
| Helm | As the rain goes on to cover up the skies the angry black tears of his eyes to the sounds of children playing in a sense decaying a little boy is crying! | |
| Feb 6th, 2004 03:37 PM | ||
| kellychaos |
Yet more background. The large lady conversation went thusly: She: Me: She: Good book? Me: < raise eyes > I like it. < lower eyes to continue reading > She: What's the title? Me: < raise eyes > The Cliff Walk < lower eyes to continue reading > (Yes, I can talk in underlines) She: Who's the author? Me: < raise eyes > Don Snyder < lower eyes to continue reading > She: Yeah, I like to read too. Do you like to read? I mean, do you read a lot? Me: < raise eyes > Yes, but I find that it's much more enjoyable when I'm not interrupted with small talk. < lower eyes to continue reading > She: < Exit Stage Left >Considering that there were only two people in a laundramat that was virtually a ghost town, I find it odd that destiny put me there to be annoyed by not only one but both of them. |
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| Feb 6th, 2004 12:35 PM | ||
| Matt Harty |
HEY IM DOING LAUNDRY RIGHT NOW!
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| Feb 6th, 2004 11:36 AM | ||
| SMN | I had to do my own laundry the other day... I got to play pinball so it wasn't all bad. They had an Addams Family machine there. | |
| Feb 6th, 2004 08:31 AM | ||
| Jason |
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Good story. |
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| Feb 5th, 2004 11:38 PM | ||
| ted-core |
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| Feb 5th, 2004 11:24 PM | ||
| Evil Robot |
There are crazy people everywhere nowadays. They all stick to public facilities like buses, subways, laundrymats, VA hospitals, and civic centers. They will do things like ask you for cigarettes, talk on there cell phone in spanish about you, act like your not there (for real not there, they walk into you and shit), the retarted ones will wave at you if you make eye contact, and the black ones just talk real loud and incoherent and then become agitated when you can't understand there requests for cigarettes. Once you go off to college and get out in the world you will find yourself dealing with these people on a daily basis, you might even have one for a neighbor. |
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| Feb 5th, 2004 08:21 PM | ||
| Pee Wee Herman | Only fucking perverts do their own laundry! | |
| Feb 5th, 2004 07:47 PM | ||
| da blob |
. Oh. But you needn't anyway, I told you the best part of it. |
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| Feb 5th, 2004 07:33 PM | ||
| Esuohlim | I forgot to mention that I didn't read any of it before posting. | |
| Feb 5th, 2004 07:32 PM | ||
| da blob |
. And I bet you weren't disappointed. Especially with the iced tea thing. |
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| Feb 5th, 2004 07:23 PM | ||
| Esuohlim | I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU GUYS, BUT THE ATTENTION-GETTING TITLE GOT ME INTO THIS THREAD | |
| Feb 5th, 2004 07:10 PM | ||
| da blob |
. KARMAGEDDON |
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| Feb 5th, 2004 06:55 PM | ||
| FartinMowler |
Recommended Readings & Stories Where you can read my new story called "Mr.Fuzzy" |
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| Feb 5th, 2004 06:49 PM | ||
| kellychaos |
Laundramat Blues My washer broke. I had to go to the local laundramat to wash my clothes. The quarter change machine was broke and they didn't have a "this shit's broken" sign on it. I didn't notice this until I started washing my clothes with the quarters that I DID manage to bring. During the wash cycle, the lady that ran the register was annoyingly bouncing a tennis ball against an opposite wall. When I approached her about getting some quarters, I smelled her stinky dog beside the register ... probably stupid, too, since it obviously couldn't fetch a tennis ball. She had no quarter for me ... on more than one level, if you know what I mean. Angry, laundry lady eyes. I had to buy some items to even get change from the nazi gas station man next door. A large Arizona Ice Tea. Upon my return to the laundramat, a large women kept interrupting me with small talk while I tried to read a book which I'd obviously brought along for the waiting period. To escape her, I played "Mrs. PacMan" all the way across the way in the large washing facility. Both my clothes and me survived the experience ... until the next time. The End. |
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