On the c0ntrary, I think it would be a good place to experience PeeC
--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "Ann" <awoelflebater@...> wrote: > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, doctordumbass@ no_reply@ > wrote: > > > > Oh no!! The "favorite cafe" revealed! <insert gratuitous joke > regarding writing that stinks...> > > > > Always an inspiration, Ann! > Oh shit, I didn't think of the "favorite cafe" aspect - too funny. > Sometimes when you're surrounded by the intimate smell of yourself you > can't help but write about yourself as the center of everything; the > essence, the earthy reality of oneself just has to permeate the subject > matter. But without getting too scatological here, I might just add that > many have surmised the act of plopping oneself down with one's bum > poised pertly over a toilet seat was the catalyst for many a great > thought or action issuing forth as a result. Now, the audience will have > to be the judge of that. We could call it "Reminiscences and Remnants > From the Water Closet". > Perhaps we should suggest an upgrade from his current toilet into > something more like the picture below. Or maybe it already looks like > this. (Please forgive me Barry, I am just having a little childish fun, > I'm not really pooh-poohing you here.) > > > > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "Ann" awoelflebater@ wrote: > > > > > > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, doctordumbass@ <no_reply@> > > > wrote: > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "Ann" awoelflebater@ wrote: > > > > > > > > > > Barry's addled mind has slipped into its alternate reality - > > > conjuring up imaginary characters doing imaginary things. Real life > must > > > be so tedious, boring, mundane. The need to constantly create these > > > scenarios of good guys, bad guys, plots and devious manipulations > and > > > far-reaching underhanded plans by others is his 'escape'. His > creation > > > is a colourful world filled with characters out of novels and spy > > > stories. We will allow him this small escape, this chance to believe > his > > > world so much more interesting than it really is. Barry's scenarios > read > > > like cheap thrillers but as long as they get him through another > long, > > > dreary day then we should be happy to allow him this small > indulgence. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Another grey Winter dawn. Its cold, and last night was no better > than > > > the last hundred, "...dumb bitches...". "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yap you > two > > > little needy sausages - you'll get your food", "oh fuck here comes > the > > > brat!...". Exit, door closed, lock secured. > > > > > > > > "Aaaaah...What, hon? I'm in the bathroom!!" > > > > > > > > Laptop up: > > > > > > > > "...For those who NEED an..." > > > > > > > > "What?! I'll be out in a bit!!" > > > > > > > > "...argument to feel alive, I guess that if the fact that most of > > > their "designated victims" don't even bother..." > > > > > > > > "YES! A little while longer!! Go see mommy!" > > > > > > > > "...to respond any more doesn't matter to them..." > > > > > > > > "...I know...I can hear *you* too sweetie...be out soon!!" > > > > > > > > "...and they can still "declare victory" anyway, the details of > who > > > they're having these imaginary arguments with don't matter, either." > > > "Damn, no paper...". > > > > > > > > "OK, OK, Unc is coming out now..." > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > >
