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I can see right through you!

Apparently it is the fashion. A girl walked in today, I could see her brasiere right through her shirt.
I am quite modest believe it or not and so usually wear another layer so this does not happen. Purchased this shirt the other day and didn't notice until today when I had it on that I could see through it.
 
Heh.

He was a cool guy. He carried a big wad of cash, wore expensive suits but drove a super shitty car and lived in a horrible studio apt. One time he made me a weird spicy egg breakfast sandwich and ultra black coffee in a little brass pot thing. A colorful character to be sure. I wish there were more interesting people.

You be surprised to know his name was Ali.
 
Nice name.

There is a guy at work that tries to be interesting. I wish he would just be himself. Its weird. (to me)

And then there is the guy (boss's son) that when you say "good morning" to him, he looks at the clock, see's that its 9AM and says something like, "Oh, is it still morning? I've been up so long....it feels like afternoon"
Which doesn't sound bad, it is just the way it is said. He could be interesting too.

And finally, I think of my friend Fred, who was interesting and nice and had so many jobs and experiences, never a day without hearing a nice story.

Unlike this post which was waaaaay boring!!!!!! : D

Have a great day!
 
So you got your not interesting, your good interesting and your bad interesting.

I have a neighbor who is interesting in the sense that she says something weird or inappropriate to me every time I see her. I believe she waits for me to get my mail so she can talk to me. Maybe it's an uncanny knack not sure.

Yesterday she told me about some guy that risked his life to save two cats and wasn't he his family's hero? I said "What?! That's fucking crazy. How'd you like to be the who had to explain to his kids that dad died trying to save the cats?" She scowled at me and went back in her house.

She always notices when I get a hair cut and says something weird like "Are the police looking for you?" or "Trying to look young again?".

She told me she's psychic.

Once I saw her in a bikini top and noticed she hadn't shaved her pits in at least a week.

She tried to high five me when my son joined the AF.

Once when she was drunk I asked how her husband was doing and she said "I don't know. He's stupid."

So -

I've made it my policy to completely overload every single sentence I say to her with profanity. She doesn't seem to know what to make of it and it seems to keep her at bay.
 
I wish I could unneighbor her right now. She's something else.

One of the ways I know for sure I did something horrible and wholly undeserved to some poor innocent person in a past incarnation.

Oo forgot one -

She works weekends at Home Depot in the garden section on the weekends. She once called herself a 'Gardening Advocate'...No, I didn't ask.

So she's always trying to give me advice on how to grow house plants and shit.

And wouldn't you know it - Most of the plants in her yard are dying and sick and her lawn is patchy at best. She blames in on 'city water' which she refuses to drink because she says it smells like jet fuel. She does have some weird mossy looking dwarf grass she'll tell you about if you stand still long enough.

Of course she will be included on the Tour of Gear's Bizzare Life if anyone lacks sense enough to decide to stop by.

Aside from the profanity, my current policy is to never stop walking. She's more than welcome to say whatever she wants to me providing the conversation takes place during the time it takes me to move out of earshot.
 
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