Brimshack
08-09-2009, 08:09 AM
Okay, so there's me, there's Bob, and there's Ed, and we're standing there, and I'm already saying, you probably think I should have said that different, right? Bob, Ed, and I, right? Well that's just what Auntie Ethel, my first grade teacher said I should do when I talk. And Auntie Ethel, the rabid school-marm wants that, why? Cause that's the proper way to talk, she says, and that's how you get to be someone.
But I call bullshit on that. You gotta please the man to be the man, and that's all that old hag had in mind when she said this anyone. And why did ain't fall in a bucket a paint anyway? Cause some damned Young Republican held his head under, that's why! And he did it for Steele, for Limbaugh, for Al Haig, and freaking goddam Al Hamilton too. The man speaks and a perfectly good word gets drowned in a bucket of light blue latex with a light gloss sheen.
Fuckers!
Well I'm not buyin' it. So, I says to Bob, I don't care what that Goddamn reader on Freethought Forum says about me saying about us, I'm doin' it the way I started in the first place. And I don't care if it isn't really set up right for the old hag's lesson anyway, cause I'm not in a linear mood anyway. I can ample-ex any fat way I want to; it's my goddam story. How the fuck am I talking to you two about what people think when they read about me talking to you anyway? Huh!?!
And Bob says; "what do you want me to say, Brim?"
"Nuthin! Not a goddamn thing,,, Bob. You look too much like the man to me, so why don't you just shut up!"
I said that right at him, even with the triple comma you probably thought was a typo. Well fuck him and fuck you too. That's what I told Bob.
And then I stopped writing dialogue for him.
That's how I stick it to the man.
But I call bullshit on that. You gotta please the man to be the man, and that's all that old hag had in mind when she said this anyone. And why did ain't fall in a bucket a paint anyway? Cause some damned Young Republican held his head under, that's why! And he did it for Steele, for Limbaugh, for Al Haig, and freaking goddam Al Hamilton too. The man speaks and a perfectly good word gets drowned in a bucket of light blue latex with a light gloss sheen.
Fuckers!
Well I'm not buyin' it. So, I says to Bob, I don't care what that Goddamn reader on Freethought Forum says about me saying about us, I'm doin' it the way I started in the first place. And I don't care if it isn't really set up right for the old hag's lesson anyway, cause I'm not in a linear mood anyway. I can ample-ex any fat way I want to; it's my goddam story. How the fuck am I talking to you two about what people think when they read about me talking to you anyway? Huh!?!
And Bob says; "what do you want me to say, Brim?"
"Nuthin! Not a goddamn thing,,, Bob. You look too much like the man to me, so why don't you just shut up!"
I said that right at him, even with the triple comma you probably thought was a typo. Well fuck him and fuck you too. That's what I told Bob.
And then I stopped writing dialogue for him.
That's how I stick it to the man.