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Dude, are you saying you portrayed this guy as a rapist in your comics? What the hell is wrong with you?
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Dude, are you saying you portrayed this guy as a rapist in your comics? What the hell is wrong with you?
Oh, my book jacket image from over ten years ago? Yeah...I had a nice job and a sense of freedom then. Of course I looked all right. But then things changed. If Bush was as bad as the Democrats say, tell me why I had two managerial positions in shops during his administration, but since Obama came into office and monkeyed with health care and the economy, no one is asking me on board. Not just new businesses, but stores that have been around for decades are folding. Change has killed Main Street in Small Town, USA. And I don't have the patience to deal with big-city mayors like Doomberg and King Willie, even if jobs are better in a larger burg. It'd just be answering to a bigger bully, taking more of my money (they will fine you if you have an unneutered dog in a dog park in Memphis--seriously). I belong in a college environment, but it has to be as much like my alma mater as possible. I need a place I can feel happy and secure to start rebuilding my life.
He's publicly explained that he's named his comic "The Belch Dimension" because he loves belching and can hold one in for ages, goes into great detail about his fart fetish, and makes comics about himself and his "friends" as teenage super powered stick figures ranting about politics and silly conspiracy theories, which he thinks is a work of art, and anyone who doesn't think so is a big stupid liberal. I don't think that this fully grown child has any shame.Dude, are you saying you portrayed this guy as a rapist in your comics? What is wrong with you?
If Bush was as bad as the Democrats say, tell me why I had two managerial positions in shops during his administration, but since Obama came into office and monkeyed with health care and the economy, no one is asking me on board....
Nah, you just think you're too good to beAnd I don't have the patience to deal with big-city mayors like Doomberg and King Willie, even if jobs are better in a larger burg. It'd just be answering to a bigger bully, taking more of my money (they will fine you if you have an unneutered dog in a dog park in Memphis--seriously).
Iconoclast said:some wage-slave drone who can be hired or fired on a whim.
You graduated from ASU already, right? Like over 15 years ago? What makes you think you could go live on campus?I belong in a college environment, but it has to be as much like my alma mater as possible. I need a place I can feel happy and secure to start rebuilding my life.
Iconoclast said:So I hereby announce that I am giving up my dream of going back to ASU. It is not something I do lightly. I have thought about it for days. Iam sorry to let it go. It is a dream which has kept me afloat through some rough times--the frequent beatings my brother gave me, or the nights I lay awake crying while he raged and bellowed and punched holes in the walls and hurled my mom's porcelain figurines across the room while having one of his tantrums, or all the times I went hungry because he'd gobbled up all the food in the fridge and stolen my petty cash so I couldn't go out and buy a sandwich at one of the take-out places. And I know soon enough he's going to get out of rehab, and he'll sob a few crocodile tears and swear up and down he's changed, and my family will forgive him--against my better judgement--and let him back in. Just like they always do. And not two weeks later he'll be acting up again, just as he always does. He'll steal, he'll abuse us, he'll rave and throw fits if he can't have his way, he'll generally treat us like filth. And I will have no choice but to sit, and wait, and wait, and wait it out, and endure, until the nightmare ends with him slipping up and going off to jail or rehab or wherever they send him this time to get clean, and I'll enjoy my brief reprieve before this endless cycle comes around and he's back in my life again. And again. And again. Because thanks to the evil Bonnie Thrasher, there is no escape for me from this hell. There is no Peter Pan-Land for me to run to and hide, because I was away too long, and too much time slipped away. Now I am too old for Neverland. I guess I will have to accept I've grown up and forgotten how to fly.
If Bush was as bad as the Democrats say, tell me why I had two managerial positions in shops during his administration, but since Obama came into office and monkeyed with health care and the economy, no one is asking me on board. Not just new businesses, but stores that have been around for decades are folding. Change has killed Main Street in Small Town, USA. And I don't have the patience to deal with big-city mayors like Doomberg and King Willie, even if jobs are better in a larger burg. It'd just be answering to a bigger bully, taking more of my money (they will fine you if you have an unneutered dog in a dog park in Memphis--seriously). I belong in a college environment, but it has to be as much like my alma mater as possible. I need a place I can feel happy and secure to start rebuilding my life.
He thinks he's entitled to it. You know, like Chris was entitled to play Pokeymon at the Game PLace.Wait he already graduated? I was under the assumption he dropped out after he was kicked off the school paper. Why in the holy fuck would they let you on campus let alone use their resources? Because you're a special snowflake? Fucking A man this is common sense 101.
Choosing between an abusive family or the inability to buy a large cup of soda. Oh, the dilemma!And I don't have the patience to deal with big-city mayors like Doomberg and King Willie, even if jobs are better in a larger burg. It'd just be answering to a bigger bully, taking more of my money (they will fine you if you have an unneutered dog in a dog park in Memphis--seriously). I belong in a college environment, but it has to be as much like my alma mater as possible. I need a place I can feel happy and secure to start rebuilding my life.
I'll just end my involvement with one Mr. Johnathan Sweet by saying this.
You committed a grave tactical error by coming here. We know exactly who you are. Do you know who any of us are?
Oh, my book jacket image from over ten years ago? Yeah...I had a nice job and a sense of freedom then. Of course I looked all right. But then things changed. If Bush was as bad as the Democrats say, tell me why I had two managerial positions in shops during his administration, but since Obama came into office and monkeyed with health care and the economy, no one is asking me on board. Not just new businesses, but stores that have been around for decades are folding. Change has killed Main Street in Small Town, USA. And I don't have the patience to deal with big-city mayors like Doomberg and King Willie, even if jobs are better in a larger burg. It'd just be answering to a bigger bully, taking more of my money (they will fine you if you have an unneutered dog in a dog park in Memphis--seriously). I belong in a college environment, but it has to be as much like my alma mater as possible. I need a place I can feel happy and secure to start rebuilding my life.
Iconoclast, the people here have been very patient with you. More than they really should. You are a man in your late 30s who acts less mature than my 2 year old niece. You have to accept that your college days are over, that the people you hold a grudge against have probably forgotten you existed and are living their lives. You now need to do the same. Look for a job, save the money, and move out of your mother's house. Accept that you are never going to move back into your old dorm, and yes, that college aged girls would outright reject you. You having nothing in common with them.
What does my caloric value have to do with anything?Here are a couple of reasons why you used to have a job and don't now:
1) You didn't have the massive gaps in you CV that you do now.
Never. As I said, I look too much like my father, and thanks to my demented psycho ex, I have some issues with his death. That's why I never got a job in food service--they'd make me shave. Besides, I'm not looking for a job--I'm looking for a career. A reputable newspaper would never hire me on with my my bad past, my strong opinions, or my out-of-date computer skills. Shopkeeping would be nice, but nothing big-box--maybe a little store or kiosk in the mall.And for god's sake, shave that shit off
Uh, hello...have you ever heard of post-graduate work? A lot of students go in for a doctoral program. Some finish their education and get jobs on-campus. Many grad students get on-campus apartments, but a dorm room was just fine for me.[He] doesn't seem to recognize that middle-aged people who have already graduated don't go back to live in their old college dorms ...
What does my caloric value have to do with anything?
Never. As I said, I look too much like my father, and thanks to my demented psycho ex, I have some issues with his death. That's why I never got a job in food service--they'd make me shave. Besides, I'm not looking for a job--I'm looking for a career. A reputable newspaper would never hire me on with my my bad past, my strong opinions, or my out-of-date computer skills. Shopkeeping would be nice, but nothing big-box--maybe a little store or kiosk in the mall.
Uh, hello...have you ever heard of post-graduate work? A lot of students go in for a doctoral program. Some finish their education and get jobs on-campus. Many grad students get on-campus apartments, but a dorm room was just fine for me.
My moment of clarity, you ask, Holly? Well, just two days after I posted that, Captain Stupid was released from jail. He and I got into an argument almost immediately after he walked in here, and I called him a loser. He immediately went outside, took up a rock, and threw it through my bedroom window. After that I realized I may have been hasty writing off a return to school just yet. He never even apologized or paid to have it reglazed-just duct-taped a huge board over the hole. Now because of rain seeping around the board for several years, part of the wall has fallen in. I have to get away from him, but I can't leave my mom alone at the mercy of that psychopath. And the cops are obviously useless. So I'm kind of stuck, unless I can figure out a way to get him committed to an asylum or a group home.
Why did I portray ol' Scooter the way I did? It's symbolic. The guy was a pig. He used women. It's no different than making the faculty advisor a murderess. She did, in effect, kill my mentor's career as retaliation for for advancing mine, which ruined a potentially valuable friendship between us.
Incidentally, I'm 38. Quit trying to make me sound older than I am. I look basically the same as I did at 22, except for the hair. As I said, I just need to get back in shape and see a doctor about my voice, and I'll be all right.
I wonder where he keeps his stash of pony fart fetish drawings where his (possibly imaginary) abusive brother doesn't find them and destroy them just to see him cry.man you are one ugly furry brony pedophile