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any experience you would like to share hayden? |
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What do you mean? I've sucked dick before, yes. |
so you're a... cocksucker?
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eww, cooties
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I want a real job, I've been getting applications, and I'm waiting for my work permit. The problem with going out to look for a small hard labor job is that my parents wouldn't let me do it. They wouldn't drive me, they wouldn't let there 'precious son' go out and do work for strangers. I'm surpised and grateful that they are allowing me to attend the Xiu Xiu show with only my sister. Quote:
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I say do what hayden said. Suck dick, I'm pretty sure there are horny teenagers in your school.
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Alex, i apologize, i started with this fucking joke & now that it's grown into some kind of thread hijacking i realize my error. i'm sorry. best wishes selling your crap & i hope you find a job soon. forget especially about that drug selling bullcrap, for fucks sakes. |
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So now I've "hijacked a thread" with a singular pointed post?
And it's such a wonderful thread too, tsk tsk 'tis a shame. Crybabies. How close are your parents to kicking you out, Alex? I was also wondering if anyone ever had a job like this next one. It was me, some middle-aged couple, and an old black man everyone called "Pop." We would stand over the big sink in our coveralls and our industrial-thickness rubber gloves. With large scaling knives in hand, we would have to scale and gut two tons of mullet over that sink every Wednesday; it was later distributed to rural and low-income area supermarkets all over Northeast Georgia. The rest of the week was stocking and loading and unloading trucks at the back of the storefront or doing delivery routes. When you do a job like that, you always smell like fish, no matter what you do. Of course, I'll take the above any day over having to swing a maddock (large concrete hammer, mini-sledge hammer) around from six hours a day. |
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And they aren't close to kicking me out. My sister is 18, going to community college, has a job at a Juice It Up (shift manager), and still living at home. I don't think they're going kick me out any time soon, however I do plan on leaving for college after highschool. |
So on the more serious note, what are the chances of Xiu Xiu selling out at the Troubadour. It is on a Tuesday, so I don't know if a lot of people will be going, but I really have no clue.
How early should I get there to ensure that I can buy tickets at the door. It really is a lot cheaper at the door, and I think if I really want to go, I'll have to do it that way. |
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When I saw Xiu Xiu it was at Triple Rock which is smaller than the Troubador and there were like 50 people there is all. I doubt it will sell out. I'll e-mail Jamie and see if he thinks it will sell out. |
you know jamie?
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I've e-mailed him reviews and stuff and I met him for a few minutes when they played here. He's a nice guy. I told him I wanted to marry him and he told me to call him in 2 years.
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Fuckin' sweet. Thanks Hayden.
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After all, let's not be coy:
!@#@$%! mentioned "hijack" and "sell drugs." Who else could he possibly be referring to? Then again, you were probably just oblivious, Alex's Trip. Off on one of those Alex's Trips of yours daydreaming away about Fabulous Muscles. (or SyntheticalY also mentioned selling drugs (which I still maintain I would rather do than beg)...I wouldn't know since they are also on ignore) Please ignore this, lest your precious thread about scraping up fifty bucks to see Xiu Xiu I need $50. be further scarred and marred so horribly/././ he's HOrrible horrible eek! |
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breathe deeply dude... too much paranoias |
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hm no, that's totally wrong. if he was ill it would be different. |
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Alex this is your excuse to use. |
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ha ha there are plenty of scams like that going around.  |
yeah, i need 5 dollars, someone mail them to me now
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I did it!
I raised about $25 dollars, and then luckily report cards came in the mail. Straight fuckin' A's. My parents then agreed to pay for the rest. |
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but only if you dance in the street with nothing but your underwear on first. |
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da-a-ang! i was gonna say... |
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I need $50 to make you holler I get paid to do the wild thing |
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FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! A week ago, I didn't expect for my parents to let me go to this show with my sister when I first found out about it. I was fucking suprised when they said if I could get my sister to take me and get the money that they would let me go. That made me fucking happy. Knowing that whether or not I could go was up to me was a comfort. I got the money, I got the ride. And now my fucking mother is telling me she might not let me go because it is on a fucking Tuesday! A fucking school night! As if that shit even matters. I have the fucking grades. I could fail all my finals and still have A's. "I'm sure they'll come around again" she said. "Nothing is definite" she said. But if it were up to her, I wouldn't be going. FUCK! Why the fuck did she let me even think that I could go if she was just going to take it away 2 fucking days before the show? I told her all the information a God damn week ago. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! |
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meltdown you just have to be calm & not blow it they are testing their tenuous power over you for whatever reason (probably just a confusing mixture of emotional stuff) it seems to me you are right and have every right to go and so if you just calmly stay the course (whatever that may entail) you will prevail |
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sorry man... diplomacy... use your previous reputation to establish your trust. trust: "hey mom it's tuesday & once in a lifetime & i rule the school." if that fails, get your dad to talk on your behalf. of course, overprotective mothers are a tough nut to krakkk... oy!! consider maybe bribery or blackmail? :D |
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I'll talk to them, but my mom decided to tell me this when my dad was at work. It has to wait until tomorrow. How good for her. :rolleyes: Quote:
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the 3 b's: bargain, if that fails: bribe, if that fails: blackmail. sorry man, stupid joke. i don't know what to tell you. pain in the ass! the bargain part is true. make some promises-- do your homework in advance. enroll the help of your sister (pay her off if you must). anyway i have to get off the internet & go watch motorcycle diaries, but best wishes & i hope you win. |
I liked that movie. Oh Gael is dreamy.
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