Why thanks :)

I've been trying to get my naked body on the cover of a magazine for YEARS. No bites yet, though...

That sounds like the cutest farm ever! And now I'm angry with you because I'm at work instead of on a llama farm...

Oh most definitely, that's a very valid point! I'm sorry if my wording caused any confusion, and for any offense that distinction might have caused. Thank you!

Sounds exactly like my stomping ground! I'll make a note to visit if i ever make it back to memphis :)

Sorry, creeped your profile a little. But goddamn +1 to all those bands on the sad days.

Sadly it wasn't relegated to the bros. The bro-ettes also thought it smart for whatever reason to toss the same insults. But you'll never find a more stable and supportive (albeit weird as all-fuck) group of people than you will at that place.

I'll keep names out for posterity's purpose, but if you ever go to Alabama and find yourself at a place called Egan's, please take a shot in her honor.

I'm sorry for the harassment and awful treatment you've been subject to over the years and the course of this story. Hopefully my brief anecdote will afford you a smile.

Oooooooh, yes yes yes. Try forgetting you're in the office at work during a memorable bit and having to explain that shit to your employees. Not a solid way out of it..

I love my big dumb dog, and I'd mess somebody up if they did her wrong. But 35k? I wouldn't expect my family (not that they could) to waste that much money on finding me if I ever went missing.

I'm from the south, I know what that means...

This isn't totally comparable to the link you gave me, but on the topic of love/sex/writing this is one of my favorite pieces ever. John Barth is a literary magician, and Lost in the Funhouse is one of my favorite things he ever wrote (containing one of my all-time favorite quotes). *Warning!...it's a pdf..*

Sifl and Olly is one of my absolute favorite things! I REALLY miss Liquid Television...

I never really took a great amount of pride in the weirdness of myself, because it always came at such a natural clip as to be a normal day-to-day existence. It took me into later in life to celebrate those strange things I finally found out I encompassed :)

If I had to work something into a doctorate study, it would probably be the minutiae of various perversions and kinks. We're an interesting bunch when it comes to that.

While I don't have much patience for some things, my curiosity about human endevours and afflictions knows almost no bounds. So know that you've provided that link, I might have to give it a chance and report back on my findings.

Honestly, I've never heard of the uncyclopedia. And yet again I've found a superb way to spend the rest of my night. After I get done marathoning After Hours by Cracked for the umpteenth and a half time.

There's no power greater than keeping a dead-ass stare with someone in another car when they catch you rocking along to Styx. I'd like to think that made at least one day as I was driving around.

If you asked me when I woke up what I thought I would learn about llamas/alpacas today, I probably would have said "Not very much, actually".