Thursday, March 10, 2005
Beth is Bad But Lovely
Last night after I punched her I realized some things. Beth is too practical but she likes to play games so that's good. I think I will keep her. She is a bitchen looking lady too. She puts up with my piles. She said she will wear a leash at all functions we attend this weekend so that's exciting. We played Scrabble and I beat her 482 to 296. It was my highest score ever and she seemed truly happy for me. I love her.
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You sound like a psycho and are lucky to have a woman like her to go out on the town with.
I think I know who you are and I am deeply in love with you. My name is Lexy.
I am going to the Scope opening too. Are you going to the armory and Greater NY also? I know I will find you. I will win you over. I am better than Beth at scrabble.
I think I know who you are and I am deeply in love with you. My name is Lexy.
I think I know who you are and I am deeply in love with you. My name is Lexy.
Beth
I hate you. Your tall blond stilted renassaince submission is no match for my exotic powers. I will have Mountain Man, you will see. I can give him everything he needs, except the Scrabble, I am more into Scramble.
tang for some reason i thought you were a man. i don't like your talk. you have nothing on my winsome beth. i hate scramble. you need to smarten up. don't be so ornery.
tang, you are unfortunate.
Lexy,
It is true. I feel unfortunate, but I am very optimistic. My attitude is good and I will go far with that. My mother died in a rickshaw accident when I was 2, and my father sold me at 9 into the Thai brothels of Saraburi. From there I worked my way across Laos and hopped a French freighter to Manila. Because of my experiences on the freighter (gang rapes at 2 in the morning with a little game they called "bâillon de gorge"), I left the brothel system to study accountancy. After forging a American University diploma, transcript, and letters of recommendation I was hired by Morgan Stanley to handle Southeast Asian tax law. Just last year a spurned lover of mine contacted my VP and I was 86'd. I moved to New York with the funds I had embezzled and now live here trying to find someone as wondrous as Mountain Man. Can you help?
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