Day 1

[I Love Cunt]

I see

 

[I Love Cunt]

Not As We Alanis Morisette
Reborn and shivering
Settled on new terrain
Unsure, unkind, insane
It's faint and shaken

Chorus:

Day one, day one
Start over again
Step one, step one
I'm barely making sense
For now I'm faking it
'Til I'm psuedo-making it
From scratch, begin again
But this time I as I
And not as we

Verse 2:

Gun-shy and shivering
Tear it without a hand
Feign brave but still intent
Little and hardly here

Chorus:

Day one, day one
Start over again
Step one, step one
I'm barely making sense
For now I'm faking it
'Til I'm psuedo-making it
From scratch, begin again
But this time I as I
And not as we

Eyes wet toward wide open fright,
If God is taking bias, I pray he wants to lose,

Chorus:

Day one, day one
Start over again
Step one, step one
I'm barely making sense
For now I'm faking it
'Til I'm psuedo-making it
From scratch, begin again
But this time I as I
And not as we

 

['Gear]

Ick. AM is such a nasty hag.

 

['Gear]

I'll bet she smells bad. You know, like when you're in the ladies room at the club and you catch a wiff of that stank. Yeah, that stank.

 

[jack]

Gross

 

['Gear]

Many moons ago I worked at a nightclub. One night a girl passed out in the bathroom. The manager told me and another bouncer to carry her outside before we called paramedics. Yeah, it was that kind of club. Well, long story short, I got the legs. In the process of lifting her out of the bathroom stall and carrying her outside two things became clear - One, she was not wearing panties and two, she was not...clean.

My memory of that image and her smell has suffered no reduction in clarity these many long years.

 

[Mirah]

And all men smell like saints.
Its not my problem you have an issue of where you put your nose.

 

['Gear]

Yeah, I think she smells like that.

 

[Mirah]

You get what you look for.

 

['Gear]

You act like I volunteered to throw her filthy ass out. I was just a man doing a job.

You're right though, I probably should have taken hold of the other end.

Ah to be young and bold again.

 

[Loktar]

And all men smell like saints.

Only when I can sneak into the Vatican catacombs and rub some dead saint ashes and corpse on my armpits.

 

[Donovan]

True story: In the field I work in, one of the main problems of people with developmental issues is poor personal hygiene. It just isn't always that big a priority for them. Oh we did our best to provide living skills support, but at a certain functioning level it's not a matter of simply bathing somebody, there are other concerns related to personal areas and resistance and hiding a problem from staff. So after a while it becomes second nature to be aware of warning signs when something might be amiss with some client, certain odors etc. One day after working a particular house for a long time, I was in the kitchen area sorting meds and I caught a pungent whiff, a telltale sign someone was having, and hiding, a hygiene problem. I made a mental note to begin taking steps; call certain doctors for an appt, order a certain prescription, etc. Right about the time I was finished running down my list of things to do for whoever might be suffering, one of the guys walked over to where I was standing, opened the microwave, and pulled out a plate of fish sticks.

I swear to God, the idea that the fish smell might actually be fish never ONCE crossed my mind. That's when I knew I'd probably been working there too long...

 

[Ilyanna]

OMG WHAT HAVE YOU GUYS DONE?!?! Now I need to get stinking people out of my head!

Btw, first day where I haven't thought about smoking more than twice or three times. Yay!

 

['Gear]

No no no fuck that. You have to tell us your horrible smell story. I know you have at least one. Everyone does. Now quit holding out on us. Begin the healing process...

 

[Ilyanna]

rofl! Oh dear Deo, yes, I've had some nasty encounters with BO in my life. Kinda goes along with excessive partying for days in the middle of fucking nowhere without sanitation.

Worst composition I ever had to suffer through:
1 car, a hot summer day, a 6 hrs drive + 4 people returning from a 3-day-trip without showers or even a catlick, but instead free access to meals with excessive garlic and meat, gallons of hard liquor, smoke both from cigarettes and fire, and only one set of clothes. The worst of all: one of the girls in that car was seriously menstruating. Of course, in the beginning, there wasn't any problem because I had been on the same trip, but after I had used a lake we had come across to get at least semi-clean and NONE OF THOSE FUCKERS HAD THE FUCKING DECENCY TO JOIN ME, it became... intense.

At one point, I was ready to just get out and hitch-hike my way back home. Of course, as I said, I was still only semi-clean, so my chances to be welcome in any normal, civilized environment were zero.

I, personally, remember this roadtrip as a first taste of hell.

 

[Loktar]

^Bullshit!

Next thing you'll tell me is that girls fart and poop.


Nice try Ilysock, you almost got me.

 

[Ilyanna]

^Bullshit!

Next thing you'll tell me is that girls fart and poop.

Now that would be downright silly!

Nice try Ilysock, you almost got me.

Fuck, guys, I think Loktar is on to us. I TOLD you to keep it more feminine, but noooo, you had to go and gamble away my confirmed woman status for a cheap laugh.

@Dono: *groan*!!