What's on your mind today?

[fleamailman]

Yikes, that's absolutely awful! I'm surprised you haven't left in a tiff.

"...nah, that's what they want and I am not going to give it to them..." smiled the goblin, adding "...besides, I feed on rapport always, where being tucked away in some sectioned blog, edited by so called piers and read by some distant readers, holds no interest for me whatsoever, but let's see what they do with me now, where I for my part must remain some polite thorn in their side, simply they haven't cottoned on yet that they are feeding me my posts each time, for that is livewriting too..."

[Thumpalumpacus]

Yikes, that's absolutely awful! I'm surprised you haven't left in a tiff.

"...nah, that's what they want and I am not going to give it to them..." smiled the goblin, adding "...besides, I feed on rapport always, where being tucked away in some sectioned blog, edited by so called piers and read by some distant readers, holds no interest for me whatsoever, but let's see what they do with me now, where I for my part must remain some polite thorn in their side, simply they haven't cottoned on yet that they are feeding me my posts each time, for that is livewriting too..."

Lordy, child, I don't want you to leave.  You're the most convenient target around!

[fleamailman]

Lordy, child, I don't want you to leave. You're the most convenient target around!

"...ah, signs of life..." said the goblin, liking Thumpalumpacus now, feeling that if that there was one thing the humans did well, it was "greed" but little did they know that they were dealing with a black-belt "last post" poster, "...post at your peril mortals..." he softly warned them without him even reaching across to his coffee, he was fast

[Thumpalumpacus]

On the other hand, I could be convinced to change my view.

[Davin]

"...nah, that's what they want and I am not going to give it to them..." smiled the goblin, adding "...besides, I feed on rapport always, where being tucked away in some sectioned blog, edited by so called piers and read by some distant readers, holds no interest for me whatsoever, but let's see what they do with me now, where I for my part must remain some polite thorn in their side, simply they haven't cottoned on yet that they are feeding me my posts each time, for that is livewriting too..."

Are run on sentences a necessary part of "livewriting"?

[fleamailman]

("...no, the only requirement of a livewriter is reposting posts as in polishing them, aka air/edit/backup perhaps, where the third person, the run on sentence, and the matching pictures are just thoughtout indulgences on my part..." replied the goblin, who used the run on sentence not only to infuriate grammar nazis on writer's forums, and also as something to hide himself behind, explaining "...not much point in being anonymous if the writing traits then reveal the writer behind them...")

repost from a "woman's interest" site

[footnote: "woman's interest" sites are the domain of the mommies, and mommies, like trolls it is supposed, are creatures quite distinct from normal human being then]

and then he took her in his arms overwhelmed by that sudden urge to hold the one thing that was important to him, she was here, his, and waiting "...to hell with the world..." she said gently, continuing "...its just us now, darling I've waited too long...", he breathed in her scent beggingly for her, their stillness at this point seemed like that calm before their storm of unbridled passion, "...darling I am not protected, what if.." he kissed her again "...here, click this link below darling, you're safe with them..."

http://www.linuxmint.com/

"...hey goblin, do you really think this will get the mummies to try out linux computer operating system...", "...don't know slot, suppose we could make it a bit more romantic for them then..."

[fleamailman]

the goblin was thinking about those men who buy women for their need, wondering which emotions must be going through their minds, guilt, release, fantasy, hate, self hate and hypocrisy, "...anyway, it's simply mad to think that one can be so cheap and walk away feeling much good about it afterwards..." ventured the goblin imagining how those types must divorce themselves from their actions by dismissing it as some lapse of their character, something like "the usual me" against "some urge in me", "...but alas that excuse mechanism is to be found in many parts of society where one goes against oneself..." mentioned the goblin, wondering if it explained split personalities then, or those personalities that seem to flip over from one extreme to the other like a facial expression on a clown here, jakal/hyde in action perhaps


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[TheWilliam]

Ellen Degenerous needs to let me smash.

[wildfire_emissary]

Good human rights lecture.

[Jats]

More rum!
So that I may understand fleamates posten.

a big fat one helps, though you don't have the opportunity to read a few hundred or so in one sitting like I did, though you will, because you I suspect wants to...

...is it just me, or are your posts getting easier to read now...

"...It's just you..." he answers unusually succinctly, only to prattle on and ruin it "...although my favourite reposnse to a Random Stuff thread is still 'Are you sponsored by the comma?' and you have answered this question yourself, previously, how it takes a while with some writers, paricularly the classics, to get into their prose, not that in any way I would compare myself, but it's like the great Bard himself that if you read it with your normal voice it often doesn't make any sense at all, yet if you read it with an English west country accent, suddenly it becomes clear, like if you say 'beer can' in an English accent you are saying 'Bacon' in a Jamaican accent...try it, there is a rhythm to it, a beat, so finally 'Baggy', you are getting with the beat, either way then, it stands out from the rest, and women always love a rogue and a poet, not that there are many here I suspect, too much testosterone, furthermore, if you have read this for the second or third time..." smiles the chameleon "...you might have seen how it changed before your very eyes, just one more clue to live writing then, for a book once published is as set in stone, whereas, like this last line I am adding, live writing is fluid, on every re-post and sometimes at best can leave you breathless..."

[TheWilliam]

I woke up this morning and...........

did not go to work

fuck em.

[fleamailman]

repost from elsewhere, troll's site, the "I know y'all of you have been wondering where I've been at" thread

I was stuck, trapped, way in the back of my mum's closet, wearing one of her girdles, & shaking like a leaf.

of course by now the goblin had seen the original post, saying "...really it's a bit like the paradox of schrodinger's cat in quantum mechanics here, where the two states of "existence" and "non existence" exist side by side as both "is" and "isn't" instantaneously, or more simply that the effects were happening too quickly for comprehension here resulting in one contradictory state then...", though the goblin then felt it was better to remind the trolls that one wasn't here either, since all that was actually here were these words that represent concepts of one, but even this the goblin knew would be difficult for some trolls to comprehend here, so for them he just added their favorite bit of teletubbies which was totally beyond the goblin's comprehension now

[Thumpalumpacus]

That is by far the most intelligent post you've made here.

[fleamailman]

("...intelligence I have little need of, I want depth..." replied the goblin)

repost from elsewhere, the lupusbots's "last post" thread

"...there is no thread on this whole wide Internet that I would rather read than this one then, oh and by now I am so many threads that it seems that there just isn't enough goblin to go round, but, when here, they all seem just chatter, or me being clever...." ventured the goblin, continuing "...no, here it's me listening, following each word of your posts for no other motive than you tell me something and I listen, and afterwards, an inner silence is returned to me each time I do, so the angel is not there to be nice, but perhaps her gift of sobriety is still a gift is it not, a taste of salt that helps one cede the superfluous here, same boat for us all xxxxx, but none of the other threads sees that boat like you lupusbots can, you pilot me then where we're actually no different, just that elsewhere sleeps on it seems..."

[fleamailman]

"...then I shall let you live mortals, and together we will conquer forumland in posts a plenty..." replied the goblin now, adding "...besides, it's not in my interest to fight people here, as that would just turn me into a troll where my posts would then go unnoticed, no, surely if one is serious about this internet, then the goal has to be "to live ones persona through ones posts", so pick a persona mortals, become known on the internet by it, and if that persona merits it, it will outlive its author here, now do you see my goal here..."