Top Rage - April 1999
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First of all, I just print the Rages as I gets 'em, with minor editing to protect the Rager's identity -- if requested -- and to clean up the language if it's necessary.
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With that in mind, let's go...
Top Rage for April 1999...
-- I love you guys...
now i like to think of myself kindly, but somehow i can't get past the suspicion that i'm an asshole.
when did NATO get the authority to bomb non NATO countries? i take solace in the fact that we're finally bombing white people again. it's been 50 years, man.
i think i've seen evidence that god is ded. a romantic comedy with 'hate' in the title
there is a commercial with a woman, a thin woman telling me how her two children give her enough exercize to stay so thin, and then, tells me that her maxi pad stays where it should--BUT HER CHILDERN DO NOT. she actually compares her children to her maxi pad. the children are boys, too.
are diapers really sexy??
and another thing, those "i remember gramma/grampa's house, how very SPECIAL i felt when she/he gave me a candy crap. i may be the only one but there is something very sinister about the whole thing... like they know it's a lie when they make the goddam commercial... dig a little deeper into those memories, those softly lit memories, and lurking...
No! You're not the only one! I remember lots of weird stuff for dinner, unidentifiable objects floating in jell-o (I'm not sure it was even food!), tons of arguments and a ton of second hand smoke from pack after pack of Camel no-filters...
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