>> ^poolcleaner:

Funny, I don't know a single married couple who wasn't married in a church.



I wasn't married in a church.

Unfortunately there was a prayer included, but only for her parents since they were paying for most of it. The rest of the ceremony was purely secular and was held outdoors at an upscale local inn in the mountains.


As far as whether the government should give benefits to married people, I suppose that depends on whether or not you believe that giving those benefits to people helps the society as a whole. It's nice that I can add my wife to my military health insurance, though that doesn't mean it necessarily helps the country. I haven't looked into it that deeply, so I don't really have an opinion on marriage's benefit to society overall.

On the current issue, I cannot see any valid argument for only allowing dual-sex unions (other than religious arguments, which I don't care about).

lets see..
so spring 2001 i must be 18...
my 2 best lady friends and i are leaving some function in downtown fort worth.. 2 am...
we get side swiped by this ass in a broken hyundai that promptly speeds off that
leaves us with a disabled vehicle on the northside (ooo thats the scary side where all the brown people live) of downtown at 2 am. police are called.
we sit on the curb to wait.

a hideous 1981 lincoln pulls up beside us, it was previously driving the wrong way down a one way street for quite some time.

road wolf steps out. unlaced combat boots, one sock, shredded shorty short cut off jeans, worn, greasy, smell molly hatchet shirt. coarse gray beard, dirty face, insane head of long gray hair. about 5'8" semi-girthy...

he is come to save the day. he cant leave 3 lovely young ladies alone on a dangerous street corner in the middle of the night. he will wait with us until the police arrive.

being the outgoing chatty one of the 3 who thinks everyone is great and should be welcomed warmly into my life without an ounce of foresight or thought. i procede to engage in fascinating conversation with road wolf, while my lady friends see exactly so clearly what will happen next. as they are blessed with foresight and haven taken an accurate account of my personal history.

i learn that road wolf lives in his car with 3 delightfully smelly stray dogs, 5 pots, 2 pans, 10 cans of beans, 4 changes of clothes, 2 canteens, 1 case of dog food, 1 can opener, 1 mug, 1 spoon, 1 fork, 3 blankets, and a quart of oil.

road wolf learns that i live in an old house by the university with some friends and work at a coffee shop near by.

he has apparently just been released from a mexican prison for killing a federali. he left behind his beautiful latin love. his heart is broken. but he is pissed the fuck off at some albanian coke dealers. they have done something terrible. they took off to san antonio and set up their headquarters there. FUCK THOSE ALBANIAN COKE DEALERS. he is waiting for some guns to arrive from his cuban friends, then he is taking off to san antonio to KILL THOSE FUCKING ALBANIANS.

instead of sounding paranoid and bizzarre to me, it sounds LIKE A GRAND ADVENTURE TO HAVE. road wolf wants to take me with him i say FUCK YEAH ROAD WOLF LETS KILL THOSE FUCKING ALBANIANS. i learn that he also hates the fuck out of castro and in his youth was hired by the mexican government to assisinate him. he failed. was humilatiated. and has vowed revenge. WHY THE FUCK NOT HOP ON A TRAIN TO SAN ANTONIO, SHOOT SOME FUCKING ALBANIAN COKE DEALERS IN THE FUCKING FACE THEN TAKE OFF TO CUBA AND ATTEMPT TO ASSISINATE CASTRO??!?!!? WHY THE FUCK NOT?!??! 18 year old bea thinks this an extremely amusing adorable conversation. and sooo excited to have made a fascinating new friend. with an irrestible combination of love and rage. perception and madness.

my friends settle up business with the cops, and drag me away from road wolf relunctantly. but not before he hugs me tight and kisses me passionately.

when we get home my friends have to inform me that road wolf is insane and our idea to run away together is fucking insane. and will never happen. he is a paranoid old bum and i am to forget that ever happened. he will not remember once his crack high wears off. ... ok.....

2 days later road wolf shows up at the coffee shop i work at with a trunk full of guns. apparently his shorts are even shorter this time and his shirt has been cut off at the waist. he informs the kids working the shop that he is here to see me "shes not working today" ..."ohh.. well i got all dressed up and combed my hair for her, were going to san antonio, ill just wait here" so the crazy crackhead bum spends several hours in the upscale yuppie coffee house offending people. and i get angry phone calls from my friends at the shop.

road wolf continues to show up at the coffee house either while im not working or have been forced to hide in the back room by friends who have more sense than i.

this goes on for about 2 weeks until road wolf shows up the shop i get a call at home (btw my home at this point is also where all the baby crusty train hopping punk kids hang out and sleep), so back to the phone call, work dude calls me "whos over there right now?" "ahren, josh, grayson,etc" "does ahren have his shank on him?" (ahren=boyfriendishlikebutnotreeeeaalllydude at the time) "sure..." " get them down here right the fuck and now have them take out road wolf once and for all"

jesus fuck, so me and the boys load into the car and drive to coffee shop upon arrival we see 2 police cars surrounding a naked road wolf.

he had apparently decided it was a grand idea to strip naked and smoke crack on the patio of the coffee shop.

road wolf was hauled off to jail and i never saw him again...

and noone had to get bum shanked in an epic hobo battle for my love.
xoxo
bea

^I love that you got that she said "upscale," but missed the huge Bud Light logo at the end.

Mm. I could sure go for a cool, refreshing porno mag right now.
What was this a commercial for?

^ ^
Pink Slips is a more "upscale" mag. Sorry if this detracts from your enjoyment.

Atheist simply means Without Theism, A-Theist. Asexual, Asymmetric, etc.

With the current horrible state of public schools, if you want your kid to be able to simply Read and Write you better either home school or go upscale Private. I would never ever EVER send my kids to a public high school aka zoo.

In my high school days the study of various religions was conducted in a class called Comparative Religion. Nowadays it's likely called yo mama suk dik biyatch or something equally intelligent.

I'll vote for the right to teach religion in the classroom when they devote equal time to the Church of Wicca.

Guessing too upscale for Joel and the bots?

interesting tip. I upscaled all my video submissions (all 2 of them).

I use Firefox and don't seem to have any problems... the vids definately look a bit better, so I think it's worth the risk.

Jesus, what a diatribe-Stanford can crank them out, eh?? This guy's lisp is next to intolerable- he's almost as white as his sensibilities, mannerisms. Imagine the cloud of pseudo-intellectual gases that rises from a table with this cat, and some of his "politically correct" associates, sipping lattes or eating some vegan concoction at a trendy, upscale bistro in the fantasy-land near the campus, that cranks out flakes like this-
Ah, California!!

Poo-
Pretentious and snooze-worthy, ineffectual, tenured, masturbatory, crappety-crap!

Gotta agree with the report, it's going to be in fancy hotels, very upscales shops and make it's way down from there. Won't be long until the local coffee shop has one.