StoryJunkie

When I was a kid? (Cranks back the old memory chip) I think it was the Flintstones, although I can't say it was a favorite. Just something to pass the time. Also LooneyTunes, but I hated the entire concept of the prey animals getting revenge on the predators. It was just too weird. Later on, it was the really old Spiderman, but the same landscape in the background and too many "web-snapping" quips made me appreciate the Flintstones. Then the Jetsons came along, and that was somewhat more interesting... I've concluded that playing in the sandbox was better than any cartoon I ever watched as a kid.

Me either. 3 years was the longest they've lasted. The one we should have kept, we sold for two ingots of gold. (Damn that mesmerizing gold!) I've never "just missed" being in a horrible fatal accident.

^ has glove fetish, everyone! <Not particularly observant V will soon go wash hands.

___fully restored medeval kitchen, complete with tort..I mean culinary equipment? If a marathon is 24 miles, then___________

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2481. comes after 2480. Get it? Comes?

What? I'm cross-eyed? Why are there two of you?

^ likes to hold hands <will sometimes hold hands < had to be bored to the point of numbness before trying out the "count to infinity" game. V likes to hold hands. In the dark.

In disguise!

I've come to the conclusion that Melody is made of adamantium. I love her rants. They are indeed, reviewable material. Her thought process is orderly, and her repetoir of words formidable. I think Sunny may have read a story of a child, not a 15 year old. There are a couple of stories on this site I would swear are based on true experiences, and mainly because I've worked in a 1/2 way home for street kids and heard the same ones over and over. These kids were abused from before the age of 10, and the sad statistic is that 3 out of 10 people you meet in your life has had this experience. (For girls, this statistic is more, for boys, less.) I have come across such stories here on AFF, and infact one or two that very persuasively lead the reader down the road of a story, and make sex with a 10 year old a very hot experience. To me, I find myself aghast that such things are arousing, while the other part of my mind screams: "Nooooooo!" Yes, I read the warnings, and yes, I felt like the eye of God was burning in my forehead, but at anytime I could leave, minimize the window, turn off the computer and go sing "row, row, row your boat" while rocking back and forth in my closet.

*sweat drops* I showed this to the lord of the manor here, and he didn't like it one bit. He got all growly and said if a guy ever did that to a girl, the girl would probably be sympathized with. "You don't know what kind of relationship they had or if she was a good wife to him," he said. "It's a double standard" (a point he emphasised quite stridently).

Pixi asked: "To stuffed animals have souls? " (I think she meant "Do") How dare you suggest otherwise? (There there, suzie, she didn't mean it) How can people be so cruel?

Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease? two carrots, a cucumber and some cooking oil

er. But my brain cells, you see, they are going....sighs. I forget my Own birthday for chrissakes! G/NG: Stop whatever you are doing when a really good song comes up and you dance and singalong to it.

Poor Quamp. Everyone always thinks he's a melody. Neither am I Mike. Like I said, sulking or something. Probably sucking her thumb in the closet like I do when people psychicly call upon me and I don't know why.... Corvis?

^ sissy < also had a heart attack when it happened, but won't say. (Darn!) < is an idiot. V is happy that Forum Games has its very own place now

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Interesting point kimbop, and very sobering. The natives did not think the land "belonged" to them, so it was easy to "take". The concept of property was foriegn to them (as far as I can recall from the history class of long ago) The Europeans that claimed the land mostly believed that you could own a lot of stuff, even other people. They came from a culture so structured, that people were pressed to death for using coal instead of wood in their cooking fires. They were punished if one guild knitted a different style of argyle sock! There were dyers that used colors only for certain nobles, and were forbidden to allow anyone else to use that color. Talk about east meeting west. The division of property, the division of land, the avarice, the blatant hatred, the filth people lived in is absolutely unimaginable to us these days. No sewer systems, no running water, horseshit everywhere, cholera, the plague, lack of schools. Its amazing our society has advanced to this stage. I'm kind of agog as to where this is all going.... as for dual languages, the cost of putting two languages on a stop sign is actually a pretty big cost. I think the French stop signs end in Manitoba. From Saskatchewan on, its all English. (Correct me if I'm wrong). Then again, Switzerland has 4 official languages. French, Austrian (German) and Flemish (I think) and Swiss. (Some kind of indiscernable gibberish, I'm told.)

My answer about the village was meant as a rebuttal for those who use the arguement that children don't come with a license. Aside from the fact that infants cannot travel up to speeds of 200mph, for thousands of years, there was no written word at all. Yes there were lots of superstitions and misconceptions (sic) however, my point being that just because you must be licensed to drive a car, doesn't mean you can draw an analogy against a human being, considering that we have had a great and rich Unwritten history. Yes, with a lot of blood and death and horrible misunderstandings. HOWEVER, that being said, there is a vast knowledge out there that is just as easily tapped, if YOU BUT ASK. why the stigma of shame that comes with pregnancy? It must be solved in blood and pain? AS for not having a "license" for children, don't you think that's what a marriage license is supposed to cover? WE live in a world full of information. Getting ideas on how to raise your child is as close as a trip to the local library. There's more than just fiction there. As for why people ad nausem use "adoption" as an arguement, is because a child born into this world has a chance to be in this world. It's as simple as that. No matter what happens from the moment we are born, until the moment we die, we all have different circumstances. If they were all the same sort of circumstances, well then, what would there to be appreciated? What story would there be to tell? A grave in the garbage can. A grave in the earth. You tell me which is better. (and don't sass me by saying cremation)

Fight Club (mooovie)

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^ fell into my trap < is laughing softly, yet slowly (Like GAnondorf) V can honestly not wonder about Agaib now.