whore rhoullette! (or wayback wednesday i, or in memorial ii, depending on how you wanna view it)

Author: Published: May 28, 2008 0 comments

and now it’s time for everyone’s favorite family game show:

whore rhoulette!!!

what i did was start spinning the scroll wheel through my archive pen directory, and this is where it landed:

join up, fuckers
by sean ~ April 24th, 2003. Filed under: Uncategorized.
in browsing my own resume, i noticed once column that templates have that mine doesn’t: organizations and groups. the problem is, i work a lot. and with that lack of time, comes a lack of socialization. at least the organized kind. so, i have to get a bit creative; i don’t want this big blank space, and i think i’ve come up with how to fix it. that, and i also kinnda mask it as a mental illness, which makes us ALL look more employable under the americans with disabilities act. but i need more members, so i need you all to join me in…

the victims of voluntary tourette’s syndrome. or, fuckin’ v.t.s. for short.

it’s simple…if you have v.t.s., you just sit around and cuss all the time and insult people in vulgar ways. usually pretty loud. you have your offensive outbursts, and tend to make people cry, it’s just that technically you CAN control it, you just choose not to. only one problem i’ve had so far…

where to hold the fucking meetings.

in order for us to be an actual organization, we have to hold meetings, right? but finding a place where we can all sit around, get loud and obscene, and have the house be okay with it can get tricky. then i came up with the ultimate location…

the strip club

where else can you get away with sentences strewn with “FUCK” and “SHIT” quite like the strip club. loud and obnoxious is more than a characteristic, it’s a way of life there. we could actually \blend\. plus, when someone new comes into the fold, and goes a bit nutty, and screams out something like…

“i wanna fuck that slutty-assed ho’ with a piece of celery before i lick her ass!!!”

in front of stage numero tres, by the back bar, nobody will blink an eye. try THAT at the little “group room” of the ramada downtown. or the big table at denny’s. yep, think i know what our lil’ promised land should be. so, who’s with me? membership is free, although you do have to pay your own cover, booze, and crotch-based “entertainment” expenses. but think of the NETWORKING you can do…

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