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There's just no polite way to say "Buy me things", is there?

Join codebastards, I dare you. Remember, codebastards are us.

I'm baded and jitter. So are these people. (And why not follow the previous, next, or random links?)

Need a band name?

Doug vs. Japanese Snack Foods: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3.

rant is where the heart is

diaryland: entry for 2001-08-19 (01:15:00)
In which our plucky young hero is a callous infidel.

Just got reminded of this.

Last week there was a Crazy Person outside the neighborhood coffee shop. She was in some sort of white robe, jumping around and chanting about the power of Jesus. Truly, God wants all sorts of people to spread His Word in all sorts of ways. And this woman had chosen to be one of God's own cheerleaders, apparently while wearing one of God's own bedsheets.

Naturally, I observed from a distance. This particular person had quite the set of lungs on her, and I began hearing her chants from easily three blocks away, so I didn't want to risk my ears on closer inspection. Plus, there's the Crazy Person factor, which can never be discounted.

One of this woman's more... interesting... cheers was as follows:

I used to be a hooker!
I used to be a slut!
I used to be a hooker!
I used to be a slut!

Folks, you don't know what effort it took to not say to her, "Why are you complaining? It's not everyone who gets paid to do something they love."

I'm going to hell, aren't I?

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