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she wore a raspberry beret

Monday, June 25, 2007


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just get jodie sweetin circa 1992 right at your shoulder, with the knob of your shoulder as her butt, right, so that her torso is spread onto your sho

Sunday, June 24, 2007

saturday night stenography

Were 4 new york im for new york
weekend up date with amy peohler and seth eyer
im steh myeyes aim amy plare i

as a war scarr luck was chosen after geing the first one in the room yelling not it
all time record high of three dollards firfteen.

so it loooks like the jest deal have to wait until next summer jorge
laugher
which explains why four trilion dollards in debt

the new york police dept is palt


murder

well summers just around the corner which means this years bigs movies are on the way here with her take on the films is my aunt linda
hi aunt linda wilcome back
hello amy hello seth
you seem like goo mood
spring
ive heard there are a lot of grage movies coming ot

yyou whatat

gord
yes amy the infamous epic comidc duo have o no u didnt and a di jong
di jon what sdoes that mean its chinee for o brother
thx ant inda ant linda everyboyd

for the second consecutive year miani coacaine loud music
a new bird called the hummbingburd discovered in a claud forest still nothing on bin laden

cround a[p[plauyuse

hundresed of girls stood in line on mondy a in manahttan for thh

frfighters in a laska were called in to gelephants

abc itthis week announced cvacement chaacter not 18900 matdress
DFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUCKeep ipe eep ipe i didnt win a single state balame it on my runtimg mate


Not all furries are fursuiters. I'd have to say that only two of my furry friends are actually fursuiters. Since I'm a furry and spend much of my time enveloped in furry subculture (when I'm not posting on random forums), I'd like to think this would speak volumes. Although it probably won't, considering how much your average goon loves to jump on the furry hate bandwagon.

Don't get me wrong, the overly-defensive furries amuse me, too. And this particular musical is hilarious, even though it makes me ashamed of my country for producing it. I don't think it does a good job of showing what the fandom really is, but since when did a musical ever do that?3


I am 24 years old and have never even kissed a girl. I still live with my parents. I did two years of college but quit going even though I had a 4.0 GPA. There is something wrong with me where I purposely try to screw things up for myself. I make appointments and then don't go. I fill out my tax forms every year but do not mail them. I don't even cash my paycheck sometimes. I don't know why I do this but I cannot stop even though it is ruining my life. I have no friends and rarely leave the house. I do not know how to have a proper conversation and when meeting new people I end up feeling awkward and trying to leave. I cannot talk to anyone about myself ever. I tried seeing a psychologist several years ago but even though I knew exactly what I wanted to say to him I couldn't ever get anything out and eventually I just quit going. I have several medical problems, including what is probably an early sign of cancer but I know that I would be unable to talk to a doctor about anything and therefore have not seen one. For the last three years I have been planning to kill myself on my 25th birthday, which is about three weeks away now. I got a firearms license and a shotgun a year ago and am still planning on going through with it.

Also, I'd like to point out that not all furries are gay, and there are a number of women in the fandom. Admitedly, most furries seem to be overweight gay men, but, honestly, the vast majority of any Internet subculture will be overweight and male.

I am one of the furries who identifies with a certain type of animal, and I like to pretend the vast majority of furs are like me. I'm not otherkin; I don't believe I am a fox trapped in the body of a human. And I'm not a fursuiter, because that's just stupid. I also don't have sex with other furries! Because most of the furries I know are good friends and the ones who hit on me are creepy.

(As a side note, one of my furry friends, "Sharky", has a fursona that is a shark... but when he visits furry cons, he cosplays as a hamster. Yeah. He confuses me.)

Please carry on with your general furry bashing. It's entertaining, really.