The friend i miss the most

and now a special, long lost message, from the friend i miss the most: Aline Jester Aline, if you are out there somewhere… i miss you...
Real Conversations: George and John #2

Real Conversations: George and John #2

John: hand jobs dont really do anything for me… I’ll tell you what i really like… i dont know what its called, probobly rape, but i love it! … George: wait… what?

why i have been and always will be the shit

i wrote this in 1995. it was an assigment for english 2 honors called “interview yourself” written in big red ink in the middle of the page is “12% F” i iz da smarts!!! it was found folded in a journal. About me: Age: old enough to wipe my own ass date of birth: my birthday nicknames: Party pants, dumbass home planet: my moldy war frame was purloined bit by lumpy bit from the ghettos across the galaxy. i was assembled on the wide wide world of sports. height: almost tall weight: 16 tons fully dressed 89 lbs naked favorite color: urine favorite tv show: barney last book read: how to manipulate friends and intimidate people. last book written: the new testament when i get mad i: fart, ejaculate on old ladies hobbies: hooked on phonics, cooking, brain surgery, proctology, human sculptures, tap dancing, setting traps for man’s ruin, turd surfing, golf, peeping, learning to like myself. my greatest accomplishment: there is nothing to be proud of. what shames me: i fingered cher turn on’s: lurking, public urinals turn off’s: peace, law enforcement personnel. what i like to do on dates: contemplate suicide, apologize, rama-jama, not...

letters from the past: Amanda Grosse

(editors note: Amanda had amazing penmanship… almost as nice as her… wait… nevermind.) George, Hey. I hope you didn’t think that i thought being a ‘freak’ meant dressing diffrently, because i wanted you to dress me up like one. I just thought it would be something fun for us to do. I would like to get to know you better, cause you seem pretty cool. I can probably go with you next weekend, cause this saturday i have a car wash i have to work at for color guard. I wish I didnt have to go. Maybe Sunday or whenever you feel like it. My dad is pretty cool about letting me go off with guys so im sure it’s ok. If you want you can call me. I’d better go C-ya. love, Amanda p.s. W/B or call if you can my # xxx-2996 (editors note: there is a funny story that goes along with this… but you dont need to know...