Thu, 19 May 2005

like showing a coin trick to a retarded child
I was on the lawn, and screaming at her that I would never bother her again if she would just come down and talk to me for five minutes, so I could tell her the secret phrase which would open her heart to me forever, and her two younger brothers were stepping outside, just barely in their teens and unsure of what to do but obviously not going to allow this creepy pervert to stand outside and yell at their sister, and rationally I knew that fighting with her little brothers wouldn’t help my case at all, so I said stop, okay, just stop for a minute and let me explain it to you guys, as though I could appeal to these two young gents on the higher level of logical reasoning and thus not only gain entry but also demonstrate that I could also be rational and reasonable apart from being a pederast and sodomite and whore, only they were too young to be swayed by my deductions and so what the fuck was I supposed to do, ma’am. Okay. Okay I see where you’re going with this and that, okay. Well but I didn’t know they were. They don’t look sick, they. Well shouldn’t they be in a hospital and maybe you shouldn’t get all like that with me, when, when you’re just letting them go out and really this is your fault anyway. I mean you never liked me just because I was older and well now I KNOW that eleven years is a big difference! You say that like I’m not aware that there was a difference but and I don’t mean to be rude here but you didn’t raise her very good. I mean you can say that guys like me prey on girls who have bad relationships with their dads, and well okay that’s partly true but none of that would happen if you and your husband had. Well. Well she never told me that. I mean she never talked about it at all. She’s a fucking drama queen, though, it’s not like you don’t know that, so I just thought that she was being, no I’m not saying that. Well and so he passed on and you still have your boys here at the house? Oh boo-hoo, you’re poor, give me a break already I saw that car and don’t give me any of well all right fine, then, I guess you just got an answer for everything, I’m just a fucking jerk because of. But. Yeah, but. Fucking christ, lady, you know good and fucking well that none of this is my fault.
(12:24.05.19.2005) [/scrytch] #