Dkr. Howl : I think I finally know what you meant.

[Kai]

Dear Sir or Madam:

I think I finally understand what you meant about the KYFMS rule. You see, I'm pretty weird, nahh, I'm EXTREMELY weird. I'm the cream of the weird cash crop at the top of the freak pyramid.

However, either weird isn't all that weird anymore, it's boring, it's NORMAL, or it's beyond the fearful minds of non-Yeti to understand.

The key is to keep my fucking mouth shut about the weird. Actually, about everything. It's like Greene says about not revealing everything you know, or like you've said, about mad scientists not being taken seriously.

So, with that in mind, maybe I should keep my weirdness in for only the people who /deserve/ to see it, for the people who will appreciate it, and then, to use it to freak the pinks out on limited occasions, just often enough to get the thrill, but just seldom enough that they never see me coming.

It's like people who are said to have "blue" personalities, a nurturing type who are somehow able to suprise everyone, simply because they don't let their freakishness show at every moment. And when I say "freakishness", Dok, I'm not talking about this fake commercial shit. I'm talking the sort of things that you can't buy, that get you shot in the wrong locations of this Ammurica.

/That/ sort of freaky. The type to keep ones fucking mouth shut about, and only let it out for the deserving.

Also, Fuck you Kai.

[LMNO]

My name is LMNO, and I agree with this post.

[Eater of Clowns]

I'm the cream of the weird cash crop at the top of the freak pyramid.

This sentence is fantastic.  The blend of cliches without really completing any of them led me to some really great dissonance.

[Jenne]

This hard-to-balance motorcycle is definitely correct.

[LMNO]

I'm the cream of the weird cash crop at the top of the freak pyramid.

This sentence is fantastic.  The blend of cliches without really completing any of them led me to some really great dissonance.

They are completed within Kai(s).

[Kai]

My name is LMNO, and I agree with this post.

Is it hard to keep your mouth shut, LMNO? I find it increasingly difficult. It's like a pressure chamber with an exponential gauge. The less outlet I have to discuss the weirdness inside me, the higher the pressure builds, until I'm making "embarrassing" comments at meetings about the wonders of the universe and other oft frightening opinions.

Thank fuck for you freaks.

[Kai]

I'm the cream of the weird cash crop at the top of the freak pyramid.

This sentence is fantastic.  The blend of cliches without really completing any of them led me to some really great dissonance.

What, EoC, you aren't a fellow cream of the weird?

[Kai]

This hard-to-balance motorcycle is definitely correct.

Now, Jenne, you live in a part of the world that seems to collect weird, the west coast, and at the same time weird is reviled. How do you handle it?

[-Kel-]

I'm talking the sort of things that you can't buy, that get you shot in the wrong locations of this Ammurica.

Or chased by someone weilding a hammer an/or baseball bat. I've been there.

[Eater of Clowns]

I'm the cream of the weird cash crop at the top of the freak pyramid.

This sentence is fantastic.  The blend of cliches without really completing any of them led me to some really great dissonance.

What, EoC, you aren't a fellow cream of the weird?

Oh fuck yes I am, that's why I liked it so much; I'm very very creamy.

[Jasper]

Too often proponents of "weirdness" are mere pretenders.  People who, feeling mild angst at society's norms, take comfort in silliness.

This is a cut above and a class of it's own.  From reading this, I can tell that, like myself, Kai has heard the cosmos giggle.

[East Coast Hustle]

Too often proponents of "weirdness" are mere pretenders.  People who, feeling mild angst at society's norms, take comfort in silliness.

This is a cut above and a class of it's own.  From reading this, I can tell that, like myself, Kai has heard the cosmos giggle.

This.

[Doktor Howl]

Hell, yeah, Kai.  If you show the primates what an actual human is, they'll kill you.  They have a proven track record of doing this very thing.  Keep it where they can't see it until you want them to, and then relish the looks of abject horror on their monkey faces.

Then pin it on one of their own, and walk away laughing.

[LMNO]

My name is LMNO, and I agree with this post.

Is it hard to keep your mouth shut, LMNO? I find it increasingly difficult. It's like a pressure chamber with an exponential gauge. The less outlet I have to discuss the weirdness inside me, the higher the pressure builds, until I'm making "embarrassing" comments at meetings about the wonders of the universe and other oft frightening opinions.

Thank fuck for you freaks.

It used to be... I used to drop comments and observations that would crash to the ground like dead pigeons fed alka-seltzer and arsenic, engendering that "uncomfortable silence".  You know the kind. 

Then, I tried keeping my mouth shut all the time... Went a bit crazy.  Drank a lot (more). 

That's when I realized that some people need to be uncomfortable.  But it can't be a constant barrage of the Weird™. 

Controlled demolition.  That's the way to do it.  Set up your masks, find the right weak spot, and then, at just the right time, let that shit fly. 

Calibrate it right, and it's a fucking powerful weapon.  Because it ain't no affectation, it's your very soul.

[Kai]

My name is LMNO, and I agree with this post.

Is it hard to keep your mouth shut, LMNO? I find it increasingly difficult. It's like a pressure chamber with an exponential gauge. The less outlet I have to discuss the weirdness inside me, the higher the pressure builds, until I'm making "embarrassing" comments at meetings about the wonders of the universe and other oft frightening opinions.

Thank fuck for you freaks.

It used to be... I used to drop comments and observations that would crash to the ground like dead pigeons fed alka-seltzer and arsenic, engendering that "uncomfortable silence".  You know the kind. 

Then, I tried keeping my mouth shut all the time... Went a bit crazy.  Drank a lot (more). 

That's when I realized that some people need to be uncomfortable.  But it can't be a constant barrage of the Weird™. 

Controlled demolition.  That's the way to do it.  Set up your masks, find the right weak spot, and then, at just the right time, let that shit fly. 

Calibrate it right, and it's a fucking powerful weapon.  Because it ain't no affectation, it's your very soul.

There's something to be said about the quietest person in the workplace suddenly becoming the most outrageous for a few moments.