TreSwank
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ORIGINAL: gooddogbenji Wait, are you telling me that you know all 25 000 people in New London to know that there are no starving artists, and only one genuine, out of the loop individual? Wow. As to the counterculture thing, generally, the counterculture is open only to itself, not random wannabes in army sweaters. So knowing these starving artists could take more than dating a hippy. Yours, benji I've really tried to steer away from any sort of personal attacks on this thread, and have been polite to individuals, despite my initial post being an attack on "art-farts" and pretentious hipsters. Even though you might be less interesting, overall, than TreSwank, or fail to possess his talent for overstatement and provocation, it doesn't mean that you have to be a big meanie. If I'm not cool enough to hang out with you gooddogbenji, you really don't have to rub it in. I'm sorry that I drink 40-ounce Steel Reserves as opposed to Remy Martin, and hang out with weirdos, crack whores, downtrodden booze hounds, and the homeless, instead of "enjoying the finer things in life." I guess that offering any kind of social critique, pertaining to "snobby", non-talented, affluent artistic types isn't welcome in gooddogbenji's book. I should just continue to be a cowgirl's sweetheart, and shut my pie-hole. Thank you for showing me my place, gooddogbenji. By the way..........this army sweater is my absolute favorite. It's a size too tight for me, and it looks SMASHING with a pair of worn-in denims. Whenever I see my bright and shining countenance in the mirror, while wearing that old hoody, I say to myself "Who is that sexy, sexy, beefcake of a man?", before I skip out the door like a little schoolgirl.
< Message edited by TreSwank -- 7/25/2006 1:40:30 PM >
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