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"Well, fuck me right in the armpit."

John Stalvern waited. The lights above him blinked and sparked out of the air. There were pogs in the base. He didn’t see them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to Cernel Joson were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
John was a space marine for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the spaceships and he said to dad “I want to be on the ships daddy.”
Dad said “No! You will BE KILL BY POGS”
There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now in the space station base of the UAC he knew there were pogs.
“This is Joson” the radio crackered. “You must fight the pogs!”
So John gotted his palsma rifle and blew up the wall.
“HE GOING TO KILL US” said the pogs
“I will shoot at him” said the cyberdemon and he fired the rocket missiles. John plasmaed at him and tried to blew him up. But then the ceiling fell and they were trapped and not able to kill.
“No! I must kill the pogs” he shouted
The radio said “No, John. You are the pogs”
And then John was a zombie.


[unsolicited advice]

Sounds like you might want to go outside more.

[/unsolicited advice]

Cut them up and boil them big dash of cummin and a little bit of butter. Best mash evar!

Please, no cummin in my mash.  :eek:


I'm not sure. My erection is getting in the way.

I was going to answer with a lot of thought, then I noticed who asked.

Then I noticed what you asked.

The scene was great if you loved the scene. Then the scene changed. And you either went with it or you became a hater.

What the hell are you even asking?


Oh, honey.

Goth was an elaborate hoax that started sometime in the fourtiers as a defiant gesture to the establishment by the nihilistic beat generation.
It hit its peak in the mid fifties, with goth artists, musicians, actors and writers creating what went on to become the defining staples of goth culture.

While goth culture sat uneasily with many conservative elements no one could deny its importance and people like Fermi, Von Braun and Feynman were household names.

By the end of the fifties goth culture was saturated, and it was at this point that its critics seized the opportunity to strike, they slated the goth mainstream as having become derivative or lacking in meaning. New goth artists struggled to establish themselves in a society that now found them cliche.

The final nail in the coffin for goth culture came with the assassination of the beloved American president JFK in Dallas in 1963 by the struggling and admittedly mediocre goth interpretive dancer Lee Oswald. With that the last of the enthusiasm that had once filled a thriving subculture was snuffed out.

And that, as they say, is that.



Which wave are we talking here?  Siouxie Sioux/Bauhaus/Cure, or NIN/Manson/Lycia?

I sorta lived through both.

Was surprised with an impromptu weekend in Provincetown, which was lovely and wonderful.

Came back home, and the cat was dead.

Granted, she was 17.

Still, put a damper on things.

Death is awful.

The end.

Sorry to hear about your cat's penis, LMNO  :sad:

That made me smile.  So, thanks.

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