23 Feb 07
The post that was quoted here has been removedIt liberates me from consequentiality. Glitterball, glitterball, who's the biggest tw@t of all?
23 Feb 07
The post that was quoted here has been removedDisco ruined my life.
It's a long story, but, suffice it to say that I was 8 years old and madly in love with this young girl Michelle. I can still remember that her hair smelled like strawberry flowers on a warm Spring day. Her voice was like liquid laughter. Her eyes were a deafening blue. Her body was smooth and athletic. She was, quite simply, a Goddess and I worshipped her.
One day, just before Summer break we were all invited to a Birthday party at the local Disco Skate Rink called the Shadow Dome. This place was awesome to an 8 year old, disco music, twirling lights, and Michelle. Michelle wore tight black pants and a shiny pink shirt as she glided around the rink. I, on the otherhand, appeared to be having a seizure as I struggled to keep my balance.
To make a long story short we too a break for lunch, to blow out the candles, cut the cake, presents, etc.... Michelle said she was hot... which she certainly was... and I asked her if she'd like a snow cone. She hugged me suddenly and happily responded that she'd love a snow cone. In a blur of excitement I skated/stumbled off to get her a blueberry snowcone.
At the concession stand I ordered four snow cones for Michelle, myself and a couple of friends. In addition, I made my way back loaded down with licorice whips, two hotdogs and an assortment of othe crap. all too much for an 8 year old to carry, let alone one with wheels of death strapped to his feet.
By some miracle I made it back to the table without incident. Tragically, as I set the box of food and snow cones down on the table my feet slipped from underneath me and I went ass over tea kettle. The food tray literally exploded and sprayed everyone, including a wide eyed Michelle with snow cone, hot dogs, ketchup, mustard and other food items.
From that day forward I vowed to destroy Disco... 2 short years later, it was as dead as Jesus.
:'(
23 Feb 07
Originally posted by Hand of HecateTargic story but it's not gone.
Disco ruined my life.
It's a long story, but, suffice it to say that I was 8 years old and madly in love with this young girl Michelle. I can still remember that her hair smelled like strawberry flowers on a warm Spring day. Her voice was like liquid laughter. Her eyes were a deafening blue. Her body was smooth and athletic. She was, quite sim ...[text shortened]... y forward I vowed to destroy Disco... 2 short years later, it was as dead as Jesus.
:'(
You'll see me in Vegas this early may drunk as a skunk doing the YMCA at the casino bar with the disco band.
23 Feb 07
Originally posted by badmoonHomosexual Disco doesn't concern me. I swore that I would destroy Disco for all hetrosexuals and that never again would anyone be scarred so terribly as I was.
Targic story but it's not gone.
You'll see me in Vegas this early may drunk as a skunk doing the YMCA at the casino bar with the disco band.