"your a moron you know that wolves have packs wich they rely on nd they could ever here of lone wolves? you an idiot and your gay, wolves have packs and are smart with tactics" - Youtube Wolf Enthusiast.
Was her name actually Sharie? 'Cause I went to UCSC, and had a crazy ex named "Charae", and if that turned out to be her... well, that would just be delicious!
Sure was - I wouldn't bet good money on the spelling, but I'm pretty sure that's right. I only knew her from the dorms (College 9) though, and forgot about her entirely until that shit went down. A year or so later, my housemate said something along the lines of "remember that loopy broad from the dorms? She went all fucking psycho on MTV." Since this was UCSC, it took a bit to narrow it down to exactly which loopy broad he was talking about. One example being the girl who would wear a wig made out of her dead mother's hair.
I had poor vetting skills back then.
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You know, a lot of these stories are making my semi-glad I'm not going to a real college.
Hrm, worst one I ever had was being in the dog house for a week because she dreamed I called her fat.
To this day I insist that I can not be held liable for anything you dreamed I said.
I was once in a similar postion.
I was in the dog house because my housemate had dreamt she walked in on her sister (who I'd not met, and was barely legal) and me (I?) having sex. I thought it was highly amusing, and therefore told my girlfriend. Mistake.
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Hrm, worst one I ever had was being in the dog house for a week because she dreamed I called her fat.
To this day I insist that I can not be held liable for anything you dreamed I said.
I was once in a similar postion.
I was in the dog house because my housemate had dreamt she walked in on her sister (who I'd not met, and was barely legal) and me (I?) having sex. I thought it was highly amusing, and therefore told my girlfriend. Mistake.
I had something like that happen once with my fiancee. Apparantly she dreamed that I'd done something exceptionally asshole worthy and actually woke me up to start getting upset with me. I had to work early that morning so when I took her into work she could tell I was rather upset.
Hrm, worst one I ever had was being in the dog house for a week because she dreamed I called her fat.
To this day I insist that I can not be held liable for anything you dreamed I said.
I was once in a similar postion.
I was in the dog house because my housemate had dreamt she walked in on her sister (who I'd not met, and was barely legal) and me (I?) having sex. I thought it was highly amusing, and therefore told my girlfriend. Mistake.
I had something like that happen once with my fiancee. Apparantly she dreamed that I'd done something exceptionally asshole worthy and actually woke me up to start getting upset with me. I had to work early that morning so when I took her into work she could tell I was rather upset.
Oddly, I never get in trouble when she dreams that I behave in some disgraceful manor - which happens with worrying regularity and astonishing detail. It seems that it was someone else dreaming I was being a shit that she objected to....
Frankly I wish I got to dream anything like that, but it never happens, it's all about the wierd repeating unpleasant dreams for me. Fuck you IT.
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Hrm, worst one I ever had was being in the dog house for a week because she dreamed I called her fat.
To this day I insist that I can not be held liable for anything you dreamed I said.
I was once in a similar postion.
I was in the dog house because my housemate had dreamt she walked in on her sister (who I'd not met, and was barely legal) and me (I?) having sex. I thought it was highly amusing, and therefore told my girlfriend. Mistake.
I had something like that happen once with my fiancee. Apparantly she dreamed that I'd done something exceptionally asshole worthy and actually woke me up to start getting upset with me. I had to work early that morning so when I took her into work she could tell I was rather upset.
Oddly, I never get in trouble when she dreams that I behave in some disgraceful manor - which happens with worrying regularity and astonishing detail. It seems that it was someone else dreaming I was being a shit that she objected to....
Frankly I wish I got to dream anything like that, but it never happens, it's all about the wierd repeating unpleasant dreams for me. Fuck you IT.
I hear you. Mind you apparantly my fiancee also had a dream about her starting to make out with her best friend. Needless to say I didn't know how to react to that when she told me.
Hrm, worst one I ever had was being in the dog house for a week because she dreamed I called her fat.
To this day I insist that I can not be held liable for anything you dreamed I said.
I was once in a similar postion.
I was in the dog house because my housemate had dreamt she walked in on her sister (who I'd not met, and was barely legal) and me (I?) having sex. I thought it was highly amusing, and therefore told my girlfriend. Mistake.
I had something like that happen once with my fiancee. Apparantly she dreamed that I'd done something exceptionally asshole worthy and actually woke me up to start getting upset with me. I had to work early that morning so when I took her into work she could tell I was rather upset.
Oddly, I never get in trouble when she dreams that I behave in some disgraceful manor - which happens with worrying regularity and astonishing detail. It seems that it was someone else dreaming I was being a shit that she objected to....
Frankly I wish I got to dream anything like that, but it never happens, it's all about the wierd repeating unpleasant dreams for me. Fuck you IT.
I hear you. Mind you apparantly my fiancee also had a dream about her starting to make out with her best friend. Needless to say I didn't know how to react to that when she told me.
Is the best friend hot? :winky:
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Hrm, worst one I ever had was being in the dog house for a week because she dreamed I called her fat.
To this day I insist that I can not be held liable for anything you dreamed I said.
I was once in a similar postion.
I was in the dog house because my housemate had dreamt she walked in on her sister (who I'd not met, and was barely legal) and me (I?) having sex. I thought it was highly amusing, and therefore told my girlfriend. Mistake.
I had something like that happen once with my fiancee. Apparantly she dreamed that I'd done something exceptionally asshole worthy and actually woke me up to start getting upset with me. I had to work early that morning so when I took her into work she could tell I was rather upset.
Oddly, I never get in trouble when she dreams that I behave in some disgraceful manor - which happens with worrying regularity and astonishing detail. It seems that it was someone else dreaming I was being a shit that she objected to....
Frankly I wish I got to dream anything like that, but it never happens, it's all about the wierd repeating unpleasant dreams for me. Fuck you IT.
I hear you. Mind you apparantly my fiancee also had a dream about her starting to make out with her best friend. Needless to say I didn't know how to react to that when she told me.
Is the best friend hot? :winky:
She's not too bad. Lots of tattoos and a red head.
Hrm, worst one I ever had was being in the dog house for a week because she dreamed I called her fat.
To this day I insist that I can not be held liable for anything you dreamed I said.
I was once in a similar postion.
I was in the dog house because my housemate had dreamt she walked in on her sister (who I'd not met, and was barely legal) and me (I?) having sex. I thought it was highly amusing, and therefore told my girlfriend. Mistake.
I had something like that happen once with my fiancee. Apparantly she dreamed that I'd done something exceptionally asshole worthy and actually woke me up to start getting upset with me. I had to work early that morning so when I took her into work she could tell I was rather upset.
Oddly, I never get in trouble when she dreams that I behave in some disgraceful manor - which happens with worrying regularity and astonishing detail. It seems that it was someone else dreaming I was being a shit that she objected to....
Frankly I wish I got to dream anything like that, but it never happens, it's all about the wierd repeating unpleasant dreams for me. Fuck you IT.
I hear you. Mind you apparantly my fiancee also had a dream about her starting to make out with her best friend. Needless to say I didn't know how to react to that when she told me.
Is the best friend hot? :winky:
She's not too bad. Lots of tattoos and a red head.
Mmmm, feisty.
I believe the correct reaction would be 'was she a better kisser than me?'. Shows you care. I think. I wish questions like that were multiple choice.
I've come to the conclusion that my dreamscape would be utterly awesome if I controlled it instead of letting my sub-concious out of its box, I'll figure out a way at some point....
We could all learn a lesson from writer Mil Millington and his girlfriend Margret, a girlfriend who I think raises the bar for everyone in this thread. Not only is she a batshit insane German with the anger management skills of a Canadian hockey player, but she is the mother of his children. They are, for some reason, Together Forever.
Allow me to post an example of an argument they've had.
Now, what you have to realise is that this was from nowhere, OK? Don't think there were previous conversations or situations that put this in context. Oh no. Just imagine the, 'What the f...?' moment you'd have been standing in if your partner had said this to you, because you'd have had as much preparation as I did. So, it's just after Christmas and Margret's moaning about her present (I forget what it was, a Ferrari, I think - but in the wrong colour or something), um, actually, let me come back to this, that reminds me...
Presents. Before every birthday, Christmas or whatever I'll say, 'What do you want?' And Margret will say, 'Surprise me.' And I'll reply, 'Noooooo, just tell me what you want. If I guess it'll be the wrong thing, it's always the wrong thing.' And then she'll come out with that, 'No, it won't. It'll be what you chose, and a surprise, that's what's important,' nonsense. And I'll say, 'Sweetest, you say that now, but come Christmas morning it'll be, "What the hell were you thinking?" again, won't it?' And she replies, 'No. It. Won't.' And I say, 'Yes, it will.' And she says, 'Don't patronise me.' And the neighbours freeze in their seats for a moment next door, before jumping up and removing anything they have on the shelves on the adjoining wall. And, in the end, Margret gets her way. And I hunt around in utter desperation for two months for something before finally finding the one item that will work at 7.30pm on Christmas Eve for a cost of twenty-three-and-a-half thousands pounds. And on Christmas morning it's, 'What the hell were you thinking?' But anyway.
Back at the previous item, it's just after Christmas and Margret's going on about her present, which was, you'll recall, a necklace of a single diamond suspended on a delicate chain of white gold and sapphires. And this is what I hear come out of her mouth - 'Why didn't you get me a wormery, dropped enough hints?' You what?
Margret flooded the kitchen last week. Turned the taps on, put the plug in the sink, and utterly forgot about it (because she'd come upstairs and we'd got involved in an unrelated argument). She goes back downstairs, opens the door and - whoosh - it's Sea World. The interesting thing about this is, if I'd flooded the kitchen, it would have been a bellowing, 'You've flooded the kitchen, you idiot!' and then she'd have done that thing where I curl up in a ball, trying to protect my head, and she kicks me repeatedly in the kidneys. As it was, however, there's a shout, I run downstairs and stand for a beat in the doorway - taking in the scene, waves lapping gently at my ankles - and she turns round and roars, 'Well, help me then - can't you see I've flooded the kitchen, you idiot?'
You can read more by clicking... oh wait, no, here's one more:
I came home from work on Friday and, as I wearily opened the door into the house, Second Born, Peter, heard me entering and poked his head out of the living room.
'Hello, Papa - I've missed you,' he shouts. From within the living room Margret's voice calls out to him 'No you haven't, Peter.'
You're all up for testifying for me in court, right?
Mil has long since stopped updating his website with these arguments (although I'd still recommend clicking that link, or indeed this link, and reading through them all) but he does still occasionally send out emails of freshly-squeezed arguments. You can sign up for the mailing list here.
How much does Mr. Millington want for me to come up there and smack a bitch?! I mean, fucking ungrateful Cunt ass fucking....argh thats fucking despicable of her. You get a goddamned Ferrari and you bitch about it being the wrong color? WTF you cunt.
No, fuck it, I'd come up there and smack her FREE OF CHARGE.
***disclaimer: I'm not actually advocating actual physical beating of a woman, nor would I actually carry out what I just described above, thats just really sick and despicable. Thats just whats going on in my mind on what I would do if it was acceptable to do that to any bad person Male or Female, cuz karma wise, this bitch deserves the WORST. I'm just saying that in my mind, Mr. Millington's Cunt bitch of a wife gives women a very bad name.***
It wasn't actually a Ferrari - Mil likes to jest about shit like that. You may notice that in the last paragraph he describes the gift as "a necklace of a single diamond suspended on a delicate chain of white gold and sapphires". It was probably neither.
The dude loves his girlfriend. He says as much on the site--their relationship works and has for years. They do get into ridiculous arguments, and it keeps things fresh. Or something.
Margret's four-hundred-and-fifty-second most annoying habit is to stealthily turn off the central heating (then light the gas fire in the room she's in, natch). I'll suddenly notice that, sitting typing at the keyboard, I can see my own breath while from the bedroom one of the kids will call out, 'Papa, I can't feel my legs...' And I'll shiver down the stairs to find the central heating set to 'Summer/Hypothermia/Cryogenic Suspension,' and Margret in the living room watching the TV in a door frame warping furnace.
I tend to get quite a few men writing to me saying, 'Think your girlfriend's a nightmare, well mine's worse.' Now, this always surprises me. First of all, I wasn't aware that I was giving the impression that Margret is something of a trial to live with. I'm here merely stating the facts, without bias or embellishment: a simple camera pointed at the scene, recording it with complete neutrality. I am, frankly, shocked and disturbed that anyone might think I'm here to make the case that my girlfriend is, say, as mad as an eel.
What surprises me more about the emails I get from these men, however, is that they can in any way believe their situations are similar to mine. Yes, of course, sometimes you'll be sitting in McDonald's and your girlfriend will say, 'You just deliberately dropped that napkin so you could look up the skirt of the woman over there, didn't you?' - everyone's had that conversation and it's perfectly healthy. There'll be some loud, German invective, a degree of storming out, perhaps mayonnaise may get thrown at some point - we've all been there. The crucial thing to keep in mind about Margret, though, is that she is playing by rules no one else understands. Every exchange with Margret holds the potential to result in my spending several weeks in traction. There is no way of judging which will and which won't, because the laws that govern her thought processes have resisted all my analysis. Not even the tiniest thing can be taken for granted, because it assumes one knows how Margret's head works. The proof is in the details, not the broad sweeps, so let me illustrate the, 'Do not fall into the trap of believing you exist in the same universe,' idea by the smallest moment, on the unremarkable Saturday that has just past. We are sitting together on the sofa. I say
'Brrrr - I'm cold.'
Margret replies
'Where?'
In my experience, crazy women are fantastic in bed. That's what kept me around in a few bad relationships, anyway.
Aw man, this thread is going in a circle. We already had the "why stay with crazy/fantastic in bed" discussion ages ago.
I am well aware of the "benefits" of crazy. I still like to cite that episode of 30 Rock with Jennifer Aniston, who is a little too convincing playing a crazy bitch.
In my experience, crazy women are fantastic in bed. That's what kept me around in a few bad relationships, anyway.
Aw man, this thread is going in a circle. We already had the "why stay with crazy/fantastic in bed" discussion ages ago.
I am well aware of the "benefits" of crazy. I still like to cite that episode of 30 Rock with Jennifer Aniston, who is a little too convincing playing a crazy bitch.
She played a crazy bitch for ten years on Friends.
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If you read the tabloids, you'd realize she actually is crazy. And the annoying/needy kind at that.
So anyway, got a call from my first girlfriend today, asking me to come see her new place. As she stalked me for years after we broke up, I don't think I'll take her up on that offer.
... her sister (who I'd not met, and was barely legal) and me (I?) having sex ...
The way to determine whether "I" or "me" is appropriate in these situations is to remove the other party (Which, in this case, is the sister) from the sentence, and see if it still makes sense.
"Walked in on me having sex" makes sense.
"Walked in on I having sex" does not make sense.
Therefore, "her sister and me" is correct. Or possibly "me and her sister".
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How much does Mr. Millington want for me to come up there and smack a bitch?! I mean, fucking ungrateful Cunt ass fucking....argh thats fucking despicable of her. You get a goddamned Ferrari and you bitch about it being the wrong color? WTF you cunt.
No, fuck it, I'd come up there and smack her FREE OF CHARGE.
***disclaimer: I'm not actually advocating actual physical beating of a woman, nor would I actually carry out what I just described above, thats just really sick and despicable. Thats just whats going on in my mind on what I would do if it was acceptable to do that to any bad person Male or Female, cuz karma wise, this bitch deserves the WORST. I'm just saying that in my mind, Mr. Millington's Cunt bitch of a wife gives women a very bad name.***
Awwwww, someone doesn't understand humor. Isn't that adorable.
How much does Mr. Millington want for me to come up there and smack a bitch?! I mean, fucking ungrateful Cunt ass fucking....argh thats fucking despicable of her. You get a goddamned Ferrari and you bitch about it being the wrong color? WTF you cunt.
No, fuck it, I'd come up there and smack her FREE OF CHARGE.
***disclaimer: I'm not actually advocating actual physical beating of a woman, nor would I actually carry out what I just described above, thats just really sick and despicable. Thats just whats going on in my mind on what I would do if it was acceptable to do that to any bad person Male or Female, cuz karma wise, this bitch deserves the WORST. I'm just saying that in my mind, Mr. Millington's Cunt bitch of a wife gives women a very bad name.***
Awwwww, someone doesn't understand humor. Isn't that adorable.
Now I know and knowing is half the battle!:x *smacks self for not even reading the guy's website before going on tirade*
How much does Mr. Millington want for me to come up there and smack a bitch?! I mean, fucking ungrateful Cunt ass fucking....argh thats fucking despicable of her. You get a goddamned Ferrari and you bitch about it being the wrong color? WTF you cunt.
No, fuck it, I'd come up there and smack her FREE OF CHARGE.
***disclaimer: I'm not actually advocating actual physical beating of a woman, nor would I actually carry out what I just described above, thats just really sick and despicable. Thats just whats going on in my mind on what I would do if it was acceptable to do that to any bad person Male or Female, cuz karma wise, this bitch deserves the WORST. I'm just saying that in my mind, Mr. Millington's Cunt bitch of a wife gives women a very bad name.***
Awwwww, someone doesn't understand humor. Isn't that adorable.
Now I know and knowing is half the battle!:x *smacks self for not even reading the guy's website before going on tirade*
Hey, at least i geta cookie..right guys?
For indulging in a hysterical display of support for domestic violence (your disclaimer is cute, but also bullshit) and abusive language?
How much does Mr. Millington want for me to come up there and smack a bitch?! I mean, fucking ungrateful Cunt ass fucking....argh thats fucking despicable of her. You get a goddamned Ferrari and you bitch about it being the wrong color? WTF you cunt.
No, fuck it, I'd come up there and smack her FREE OF CHARGE.
***disclaimer: I'm not actually advocating actual physical beating of a woman, nor would I actually carry out what I just described above, thats just really sick and despicable. Thats just whats going on in my mind on what I would do if it was acceptable to do that to any bad person Male or Female, cuz karma wise, this bitch deserves the WORST. I'm just saying that in my mind, Mr. Millington's Cunt bitch of a wife gives women a very bad name.***
Awwwww, someone doesn't understand humor. Isn't that adorable.
Now I know and knowing is half the battle!:x *smacks self for not even reading the guy's website before going on tirade*
Hey, at least i geta cookie..right guys?
For indulging in a hysterical display of support for domestic violence (your disclaimer is cute, but also bullshit) and abusive language?
No, no cookie for you
Yes, thats absolutely correct. I also force women to stay in the kitchen, make babies and fetch me my pie while I'm watching Nascar! Wow, you definitely read me like a book!
... her sister (who I'd not met, and was barely legal) and me (I?) having sex ...
The way to determine whether "I" or "me" is appropriate in these situations is to remove the other party (Which, in this case, is the sister) from the sentence, and see if it still makes sense.
"Walked in on me having sex" makes sense.
"Walked in on I having sex" does not make sense.
Therefore, "her sister and me" is correct. Or possibly "me and her sister".
Technically, the difference is between whether the speaker is the subject or an object in the sentence.
"I" is subjective, "me" is objective.
EDIT: Jesus, I've never seen the word bitch used so often and so carelessly. What an awful thread.
Millington managed to turn this into a Guardian column and a novel, so he made out like a bandit on the back of this.
Also, I'm re-reading them, and am reminded of the time I did the same thing to a pizza that Margaret did.
Its funny, just occasionally you get a glimpse of Mil's common reactions in his writing (especially in the more recent mailing list anecdotes). I'm getting the increasing sense that they're very much a matched pair, especially after seeing a photo of him and his neon hair :P
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From what I've read in this thread, that little tidbit doesn't seem to be common knowledge around here.
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Thats what former NFL Wide Receiver Andre Rison said!
Love is a burning thing...
That's just herpes
Sure was - I wouldn't bet good money on the spelling, but I'm pretty sure that's right. I only knew her from the dorms (College 9) though, and forgot about her entirely until that shit went down. A year or so later, my housemate said something along the lines of "remember that loopy broad from the dorms? She went all fucking psycho on MTV." Since this was UCSC, it took a bit to narrow it down to exactly which loopy broad he was talking about. One example being the girl who would wear a wig made out of her dead mother's hair.
I had poor vetting skills back then.
But how will you learn the very important skill of noticing the crazies then? A lot of this stuff seems to be happening at college.
I was once in a similar postion.
I was in the dog house because my housemate had dreamt she walked in on her sister (who I'd not met, and was barely legal) and me (I?) having sex. I thought it was highly amusing, and therefore told my girlfriend. Mistake.
I had something like that happen once with my fiancee. Apparantly she dreamed that I'd done something exceptionally asshole worthy and actually woke me up to start getting upset with me. I had to work early that morning so when I took her into work she could tell I was rather upset.
Oddly, I never get in trouble when she dreams that I behave in some disgraceful manor - which happens with worrying regularity and astonishing detail. It seems that it was someone else dreaming I was being a shit that she objected to....
Frankly I wish I got to dream anything like that, but it never happens, it's all about the wierd repeating unpleasant dreams for me. Fuck you IT.
I hear you. Mind you apparantly my fiancee also had a dream about her starting to make out with her best friend. Needless to say I didn't know how to react to that when she told me.
Is the best friend hot? :winky:
She's not too bad. Lots of tattoos and a red head.
Mmmm, feisty.
I believe the correct reaction would be 'was she a better kisser than me?'. Shows you care. I think. I wish questions like that were multiple choice.
I've come to the conclusion that my dreamscape would be utterly awesome if I controlled it instead of letting my sub-concious out of its box, I'll figure out a way at some point....
Gimme.
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Allow me to post an example of an argument they've had.
And here's another, arguably better one.
You can read more by clicking... oh wait, no, here's one more:
Mil has long since stopped updating his website with these arguments (although I'd still recommend clicking that link, or indeed this link, and reading through them all) but he does still occasionally send out emails of freshly-squeezed arguments. You can sign up for the mailing list here.
How much does Mr. Millington want for me to come up there and smack a bitch?! I mean, fucking ungrateful Cunt ass fucking....argh thats fucking despicable of her. You get a goddamned Ferrari and you bitch about it being the wrong color? WTF you cunt.
No, fuck it, I'd come up there and smack her FREE OF CHARGE.
***disclaimer: I'm not actually advocating actual physical beating of a woman, nor would I actually carry out what I just described above, thats just really sick and despicable. Thats just whats going on in my mind on what I would do if it was acceptable to do that to any bad person Male or Female, cuz karma wise, this bitch deserves the WORST. I'm just saying that in my mind, Mr. Millington's Cunt bitch of a wife gives women a very bad name.***
The dude loves his girlfriend. He says as much on the site--their relationship works and has for years. They do get into ridiculous arguments, and it keeps things fresh. Or something.
Jeez.
I love this so much.
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I think Mil has us all trumped, guys.
Please buy my book.
In my experience, crazy women are fantastic in bed. That's what kept me around in a few bad relationships, anyway.
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Aw man, this thread is going in a circle. We already had the "why stay with crazy/fantastic in bed" discussion ages ago.
I am well aware of the "benefits" of crazy. I still like to cite that episode of 30 Rock with Jennifer Aniston, who is a little too convincing playing a crazy bitch.
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She played a crazy bitch for ten years on Friends.
So anyway, got a call from my first girlfriend today, asking me to come see her new place. As she stalked me for years after we broke up, I don't think I'll take her up on that offer.
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The way to determine whether "I" or "me" is appropriate in these situations is to remove the other party (Which, in this case, is the sister) from the sentence, and see if it still makes sense.
"Walked in on me having sex" makes sense.
"Walked in on I having sex" does not make sense.
Therefore, "her sister and me" is correct. Or possibly "me and her sister".
I've been kept in relationships with crazy people due to guilt and out of fear. But mostly because the sex was good.
Now I know and knowing is half the battle!:x *smacks self for not even reading the guy's website before going on tirade*
Hey, at least i geta cookie..right guys?
No, no cookie for you
Yes, thats absolutely correct. I also force women to stay in the kitchen, make babies and fetch me my pie while I'm watching Nascar! Wow, you definitely read me like a book!
If you don't want to get called on writing trash, don't write trash.
Also, I'm re-reading them, and am reminded of the time I did the same thing to a pizza that Margaret did.
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Technically, the difference is between whether the speaker is the subject or an object in the sentence.
"I" is subjective, "me" is objective.
EDIT: Jesus, I've never seen the word bitch used so often and so carelessly. What an awful thread.