FYI: You're really not that clever (or good) [or, "Taunting, Your Honor!"]

280703, : BKK (w, +); M (wo, ++!); A (wo, +);
M (w, +); G (wo, -); G (wo, +) ; Melanie "Buttercup" (w, -)
151004, : G (wo, +); Holly (w, 0).
120305, : Leila (w, 0).
290405, : K (wo, -); Cindy (w, 0).
171005, : K(wo, 0); Julie (w, 0); Lara (w, 0); G (wo, +) ; Melissa2 (w, 0) ; Sarita (wo, +) ; Angela (wo, ++)
++, 1 2
+, 5 6 7
0, 5 7
-, 2 3
D>x, 15.4% 13.3% 17.6% 16.7% 15.8%

[Rx Postscript: Yeah sure, honey, nice try. Who would fuck you?! Please. But thanks for the reminder, I should definitely wash my comforter--holy shit! And why don't you just cut the posturing dude, it's me here--we both know you happily slept in other chicks' cum, including G's like 2 weeks after I cheated on you with her. It's OK to admit you are obsessed, we're all friends here. Who are you fronting for with this fucking BS, seriously?]

Daily Remembrance

every morning in the mirror. don't forget, honey. hope there aren't any new marks. you're right, I should've just finished the job.

Freaky Sex Show

how the fuck did this thing start? well let me tell you. a word to the wise, my brothers, beware the "freaky sex" siren call. you know what i'm talking about. there's something freaky about imagining sex with a 5-foot, 100-lb chick, especially when you're like 6'2", 220. and sure, maybe it is freaky and seemingly hot and everything, at least in the beginning. but then it's just plain sick. and overrated.

and i suspect that is the sentiment of most (insert the 'non-loser, reasonably attractive' qualifier) guys and handful of girls who've fucked her. she can let out this sensual, confident vibe that you'd swear she must be skilled in the sack. you'd be wrong. she isn't. she didn't know how to get herself off, much less me. it took 2 years to get her up to snuff. sure there are times when you catch a visual of her body akimbo to yours in the bedroom mirror, or glance down the bed and think to yourself, "wow, that's a really small chick doing her thing down there", but that only goes so far. at the end of the day, you're having sex with a little girl with breasts that would barely fill a shot glass and about as much hip action as my 5-yo niece after happy meal binge. i'm just not cut out to be a pedophile long-term. i think it was a phase.

it's like having a gimp for your base sexual fantasies, except you can't keep this gimp locked up, much as i tried. no, she wants to go out. great. so you have to wine and dine the gimp and be seen in public where you look like a loser sick bastard no matter how much make-up she foppishly slathers on her congenitally horrific skin.

and then there's the urinating routine--let me tell you what a fucking chore that is. on top of this requisite grossness a considerate lover must i suppose endure, one time when i was browbeating her for her latest whoring, she tells me she would "fake pee" from time to time. you know what Dio, if you're not getting off on a certain occasion, there's no need to soil my excellent lumbar-supportive mattress for effect. you can just say so. fuck, i didn't get off for the first full year, and you didn't see me gyrating wildly while uncoiling shits on your ultra-suede.

and i never even liked her. not even remotely. i thought she was an asshole from day 1. i would say she's pretentious, but that wouldn't really be accurate because to be pretentious you need to to have some modest superiority in something, real or imagined but at least able to be projected externally. she can't deliver the goods--by virtue of sub-par looks, class, education, race, intellect, charisma/wit. instead she's reduced to critiquing guys at trance clubs who wear undershirts, "why are you wearing 2 shirts?" and then running away snickering. a 29-yo. beyond pathetic.

maybe i just miss my A.

Hot

so i ask you, who's hotter, this blonde girl with a D-cup (see below) & overall kick-ass bod...


HELLO!

Not

"I produced Thrill Zone: SOS Extreme Powerboats"*

...or pig-nosed chick with really bad eyebrows?

(think Norma Desmond on acid. these are not natural, i don't care what you say Dio. either way they are just too fucked up not to be fixed. self-awareness is a wonderful thing, Ms Cruz. everyone, all together now, "eyebrow arch"!) ?

not to mention, she bears the filipino national standard of no ass, pre-pubescent chest (see below, with a deferential nod to Dio, the Round 1 loser, on this attribute). i especially like the quasi-pubic hairline (only marginally better than Dio who's hairline is receding faster than the Bay of Fundy--see further on down).

i'll leave it to the masses though, as was the agreement. i've clearly logged my vote.

[btw, she got dumped by the loser oriental dude Will Young to her right. stop squinting, chinaman! btw2: S.A.G.E. is not gonna get published--Diane & Dio think you're a fucking idiot. move on already. *Correction, Production assistant, industry lingo for sweeping the cutting room floor and giving head during breaks. She is filipino, remember. That's a synonym for "low-class midget whore" in most of the world's languages.]


Let's take a closer look, shall we? "Back, and to the left. Back--and to the left."

''I am big. It's the pictures that got small.''


separated at birth?




For the record, this is not kiddie-porn, just really embarrassing non-cleavage on the 29-yo above, Ms. Elena Cruz.

Also Not (Round 1 loser)

"Boy or girl? I can be either, master, as neither am I.
Fear not my overbite, safe it is when slow I blow."
[Rx Postscript: Non-jet lag induced vileness]

Wish I'd said it

Alberto Gonzales?! That's spanish for Souter! No way.

great, great caricatured comment of concerned conservatives on the discussion (prior to Roberts & Miers) about who would be chosen to fill the first Court vacancy. apparently Souter's been the right's absolute anathema since he was appointed by Bush Uno in 1990.

Hola, Guapa! (or "The Morning After [GAG]")

ah, to have our lives back, returned so effortlessly. did it have to be so? the blood and tears and roses was just so tiresome. i'm tired of being tired. thanks be to our glorious god for visa restrictions and the Patriot Act.

hey so i'm truly making my way through "For Whom the Bell Tolls"--there's a section where this haggardly Spanish woman is going on about how sometimes when you're in love you don't recognize that the girl (in this case) is ugly, but then something triggers a moment of clarity and the veil is pierced, and she's ugly again, and it's never quite the same:

"Yet one has a feeling within one that blinds a man while he loves you. You, with that feeling, blind him, and blind yourself. Then one day, for no reason, he sees you ugly as you really are and he is not blind any more and then you see yourself as ugly and he sees you and you lose your man and your feeling."


"I mean, picture a girl who just took a nosedive from the ugly tree and hit every branch coming down." SPR, 1998 (Note to chicks from Rx: attire in tank-tops only when one has a semblance of a chest. Also please do defer "going out" to those who are truly beautiful--generally, one would allow hideous scars, moles, and balding to circumscribe your movements in this respect.)

I couldn't help myself from smirking as I read it. Dio--objectively speaking--you're ugly. you must know this, but I just wanted to let you know that I know. the cat's out of the bag. you know what, one of the worst things you ever suggested was to ask people if Elena Cruz was gross, because in addition to that affirmative, they were like--"... and who the fuck is that?! she be fea, SA!"
you two when together are like the Makati City ugly twins. btw, you simply have to post up a photo of you with the next guy you slam. call it my 'gallows humor'.

oh & don't bother planting something with that fucking poseur Maloy Luakian. total waste of time. and isn't that just your new loser's ball right there? let's see--ugly & asian, check. loser, check. unemployed, check again. can you please be my friend? Dio & Maloy--can't stop LOL, LOL