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Stream of Consciousness

Posted on June 28, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

Friend: you guys gonna bang? Kevin: “i’m shelling out 9 bucks, so she’d better put out” Friend: lol Kevin: we’re probably not going to bang Friend: swine Kevin: wha?? Kevin: oh right, the 9 bucks commment Kevin: see, i take so little accountability for the shit i say Kevin: it’s all disconnected from me as…

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So Is

Posted on February 22, 2004February 28, 2022 by KZ

The Ex: stop being mean to me The Ex: you’re like screaming at me Kevin: i’m just using bigger font. i’m enunciating, so to speak. The Ex: right The Ex: kz needs to get laid Kevin: low blow Kevin: why go there? Kevin: i just helped you out, and you repay me by talking about…

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Always Saying Too Much

Posted on December 30, 2003February 28, 2022 by KZ

Unspecified Male Friend: So, do you want to do her? Kevin: Nah, it’s not like that. Anyway, she has a boyfriend. Unspecified Male Friend: So? What does that change? Kevin: Yeah, I know what you mean. Fine, I guess on some level, sure I do. But really…deep down, don’t all guys wanna do their female…

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The Code

Posted on November 30, 2003February 28, 2022 by KZ

Kevin: had i known any of that, i might have driven out anyway My Friend: but i couldn’t say that to u because i made the call right in front of her My Friend: so sorry i didn’t give u details Kevin: it’s cool Kevin: next time use the code word My Friend: what code…

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Fixing a Faux Pas

Posted on October 25, 2003February 25, 2022 by KZ

Kevin: boo Vanna: *half-hearted shriek* Vanna: too tired… ^_^; Kevin: i wanted to thank you for being responsible for the 1000th SantaBearCam visit Kevin: you are the winner! Kevin: ::fanfare:: Kevin: ::balloons:: Kevin: ::confetti:: Vanna: am i?!? Vanna: *gasp* WAHOO!!! Vanna: *rolls around in confetti* YIPPEE! Vanna: what glorious fun! Kevin: lol Vanna: ha ha…

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Proud to Be My Father’s Son

Posted on September 20, 2003February 25, 2022 by KZ

My Father: Who wants five hundred dollars? My Mother: Me. My Father: (holds up a Taiwanese 500 dollar bill) Divide it by 34. My Mother: (smacks my father) Sure, I had to wake up before noon today, but witnessing that exchange more than made up for it.

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In Conversation with an Old Flame

Posted on September 16, 2003February 25, 2022 by KZ

“I hate men. I hate relationships. By their very design, you aren’t allowed to be happy in one.” I said nothing. “Tell me you’re single right now.” “I’m single right now.” “Tell me you would fall in love with me if I lived up north.” “It’s a distinct possibility.” “This isn’t an honesty question you…

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A Farewell to Decency

Posted on August 26, 2003February 25, 2022 by KZ

Filipe: This friend of mine claimed he liked Hemingway best because “he could take any other author to the cleaners” Filipe: he meant physically Filipe: This guy is very pretentious, and he never, ever swears. He thinks its below him. But I did hear him say once that “Hemingway could kick Steinbeck’s ass in a…

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A Conversation I’d Love to Witness

Posted on August 20, 2003February 25, 2022 by KZ

Blasphemer: There’s no such thing as a hell. Believer: Yes there is. Blasphemer: Says who? Believer: Says God. It’s in the Bible. Blasphemer: [Pulls out a piece of paper and writes on it. Hands the paper to Believer.] Here, read this. Believer: What is it? [Examines the paper, which reads, “There is no hell.”] What…

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I’m a Clever, Clever Rat

Posted on August 2, 2003February 25, 2022 by KZ

Crystal: sometimes i just want to say, screw it! Kevin: say it Kevin: then run off to seattle Crystal: Screw it!!! Kevin: nice Kevin: now we gotta get you packed Crystal: 🙂 that felt good 🙂 Kevin: lol Crystal: hehe, you’ll have to come with me Kevin: i’ll definitely come with you Crystal: then we…

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Death stood alone, watching the wheat dance in the wind. Of course, it was only a metaphor. People were more than corn. They whirled through tiny crowded lives, driven literally by clock work, filling their days from edge to edge with the sheer effort of living. And all lives were exactly the same length. Even the very long and very short ones. From the point of view of eternity, anyway. Somewhere, the tiny voice of Bill Door said: from the point of view of the owner, longer ones are best.~Terry PratchettSource: Reaper Man
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