tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642117.post5037925866469698350..comments2023-08-20T11:03:08.904-05:00Comments on I'm o.k, I'm all write.: Thursday Thursday ThursdayElliothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440145516301987530noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642117.post-18163403020902556772007-10-22T09:33:00.000-05:002007-10-22T09:33:00.000-05:00Boy, we really hit a nerve with that man-purse thi...Boy, we really hit a nerve with that man-purse thing. hahaha... what happened to Little Elliot with hair down to his shoulders screaming at a carful of teenagers who called him a fag as they drove by saying: "Hey, I'm comfortable with MY manhood! What's your problem?" You gotta love a 12 year old who's comfortable with his manhood. Embrace the man-purse/messenger bag. Be comfortable with your manhood again. It's all good....Mollyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01597142429995999031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642117.post-48496527728947724822007-10-20T00:26:00.000-05:002007-10-20T00:26:00.000-05:00Little late this evening, huh?How about a short sh...Little late this evening, huh?<BR/><BR/>How about a short short story about a cat that can't figure out where his owners went for the evening.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642117.post-4742012488523371682007-10-19T08:49:00.000-05:002007-10-19T08:49:00.000-05:00You know my feelings on recreational sports.Charac...You know my feelings on recreational sports.<BR/><BR/>Character: Man, 20-30 something, whose job is to calculate odds for radio stations who host gimmicky games to get their fan base to continue listening (i.e. how likely is it that a caller will guess 'purple' and a purple gum ball will come out of the gum ball machine?)<BR/>Situation: Radio hosts are all sick.<BR/>Format: Short StoryAnniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09063263956152791843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642117.post-29793584123416753892007-10-18T23:05:00.000-05:002007-10-18T23:05:00.000-05:00you didn't answer any of my carefully thought out ...you didn't answer any of my carefully thought out questions. Boo. Hiss. I'm never reading your blog ever again. <BR/><BR/>I want a play about a 24 year old man named Elliot who died of self-pity because no one ever read his blog because he alienated his few faithful readers!Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14785898390205617053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20642117.post-21665040809958237392007-10-18T20:49:00.000-05:002007-10-18T20:49:00.000-05:00hey smelly, i saw you walking down the street the ...hey smelly, i saw you walking down the street the other day. when did you start carrying a purse?geraldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00562235669182561868noreply@blogger.com