Blazing Cat Fur
I think I’ll pass.
What they’re eating looks too much like what was inside that blowfly I squished earlier.
Hint: Maggots. Gag-inducing maggots. Ugh.
Maggots are supposed to be a good survival food, lots of fat and vitamins.
Ah, anyone know where that is and what they are eating?
Coconut worm, Vietnam.
I am so glad I do not have to eat anything disgusting to survive. I will add this to the list of foods I will never touch. When my wife and I toured China a few years back, there were many things I would not eat. I am a gourmet food lover, not an adventurous diner.
Justin, quick question. Are you in the closet? How many times do we have to be reminded that you have a wife? (Yeah, I know, that was 2 questions).
A quick suggestion: If I bother you, I suggest simply skipping my comments. I often mention my wife and kids because they are an essential part of my life. Sorry if yours aren’t, or if you are alone. But don’t try to piss on my parade, Skippy, with your perverse innuendo. That says way more about you than it does anything else.
Justin, with all due respect, I fail to see what dragging your poor, long-suffering wife into whatever topic at hand contributes to or advances the discussion.
Keep it up, Waffle. You are sounding more shallower and more stereotypical with every word you type. I will never, however, find you attractive, as I don’t lean that way, Precious.
Ethan, don’t start all this again, okay?
What? You are discombobulating me. Nor is my name “Ethan”, btw. But since when is defending oneself against an attack “against the rules”? I initiated nothing, and Waffle goes for my throat for mentioning my wife?!? Why is that okay, Mamba? You don’t look very attractive right now either. Please explain.
There was a commenter who called himself Ethan around a year ago. There are certain similarities in themes and style. Maybe a coincidence.
Still don’t understand why you are bitching at me for defending myself against Waffke’s kinda disgusting allegations – because I mention my wife now and then. In point of fact, I use “we” when I write, then correct it to explain that I am not “royal” and the “we” is genuinely meant as plural. For whatever reason, Waffle objects to this and accuses me of being gay. But that is okay with you, right? My telling him I do not find him attractive in response to his baseless and tasteless allegation is “bad form”? Why the apparent double standard? Seems to me I was gently amusing in my rebuke of the ill-mannered Waffle. Then again, I was always taught that my breeding would differentiate me from those who had been thrown up as opposed to brought up/well-raised/bred.
I’m pretty sure Waffle is a cat, actually. And I too thought you were Ethan (or a composite character of the same design) since you started posting here. No offense intended.
Well, “in the closet” was unnecessary. Going on about whether you find Waffle (or me, for that matter) “attractive”, calling her names like “Precious”, etc., is a bit much too, though.
(Waffle is a woman, BTW.)
The thing is, I suspect that she’s decided you’re Ethan.
Try to understand, Justin: this Ethan guy started off perfectly okay. Then he began getting very paranoid and aggressive. It got to the point that some innocuous remark would set him off and he’d just go on into emotional meltdowns and rage-jags for days, taking over threads with his personal drama.
It got nasty. He loved trying to insult people by talking about their genitals and a**holes and so forth. Really gross stuff, and obviously it put people off. He started issuing hemi-demi-semi-threats. Here’s a quote: “I am not without retaliative resources of my own. Please don’t drag OTHERS into this. You have done enough damage. I don’t want to do any.” Lots of weirdness like that.
Just to put Waffle’s remarks into context, Ethan never stopped going on about this wife and family of his. It was very silly, because he didn’t even really keep the details straight. How long he’d been married, whether his wife was a brilliant shot or a terrible shot, things like that. It all varied from comment to comment. But she was definitely incredibly beautiful. She was sixty and had had a bunch of kids (all of them geniuses, naturally), but teenagers still drooled over her every time she left the house. Nonesense like this. Ethan was obviously mentally unwell and a very silly braggart. Constantly going on about how amazing he was. It was all just fantasy.
If somebody’s mistaken you for him, the thing is that you do write quite a bit in his style. I just mean prose style. And you’ve mentioned that you’ve spent a lot of time abroad. Nothing wrong with that, of course, quite the opposite, but poor old Ethan was always bragging about what a sophisticate and a brilliant linguist he was and so forth. Never provided any evidence of the latter, even when asked.
So you can see what an unpleasant loonie the guy was. Eventually I had to ban him (which I hate doing), and in retrospect I should have done it much sooner.
Obviously none of this is your fault. I’m not saying you come off as remotely unpleasant in your own right. It’s just that people remember what Ethan was like. I really do think it is a prose thing. Personally, I kind of had you pegged for Ethan months back. But obviously I’m not saying you’re acting, you know, psycho, like he wound up doing. Not even close. As I said, he started off seeming like a great guy, just like you do.
So I’ve gone on at some length but you do deserve an explanation. It’s just a weird coincidence, totally not your fault. You’re very welcome to comment here, always. That should go without saying.
Both characters also immediately go after Wally.
Wally Keeler – freedom advocate, world traveler, poet, author of the “1st interim report of the Commission on the causes and manifestations of divergent think procedure concerning the 1st 10 years of the history of the Peopls Rpublic of Poetry”, subject of RCMP harrassment, among other things…
I’d forgotten about that.
Hilarious stuff, that. And the verse is genuinely cringeworthy. Keep running me down as if I am someone you have reason to hate. I find this most amusing, I really do.
I’m not even sure you are a someone. I’m a someone, barely, nobody important, but I’m willing to auth as an actual someone with a moderator. Something tells me you won’t.
You have lost me. What is “auth”, btw? I am flummoxed.
I really don’t give a crap “Justin”.
Then why respond to me, “martyachi”? Can’t resist me? Is it my cologne? Pfffft! off with you to the basement.
Wow! That is all I can say. Because in my profession, “presumption” and “assumption” are the “kiss of death”. So I never assume or presume anything. And I don’t expect much. But
you folks sure delivered, I’m just not quite sure what yet. Hmm…revelations! And because my wife is South-Korean in origin, we’ve encountered a lot of revelations in Canada over the years. Chalk this one up, I guess.
Ate plenty of strange and sometimes really good foods while next door in Thailand,I enjoyed deep fried silkworm larvae and whole fried tree frogs which again were pretty good , some of our most adventurous eating came about as our really bad Thai collided with the wait staffs really bad english. as Dad used to say we ate what was placed before us and had some pretty memorable dinners, Thais think our consumption of any dairy is really disgusting , Liberal pours of Mekong-soda help as well.