Diva
04-04-02, 12:21PM
June 1, 2001
Here's the deal. I found four different page designs and I cant decide which one I like the most. So I downloaded some freebie pole so you guys could help me. Now, I know how vocal you can be... So this is a cake walk. Oh yeah, if you click the funny ones, click a real one too. Thanks bunches. Poll is closed
I Feel Like I Bought Swiss Chocolate Or Something
I bit the bullet and signed up for an AOL [sux shit] Instant Messenger account. And he wasn't even on, the turd! Well, it was 2:30 A.M. when I did it. But I was on, damn it! Why do I hate AOL? Let me count the ways... It all started when the Evil Empire purchased People magazine. I'd never dealt with the company before. Sure, I chuckled at a few jokes at their expense. But, I never really had a problem with them. That all changed in eight minutes. What happened in eight minutes, you say? Well, I went to the online People magazine to download a picture of George Clooney. {He makes my liver quiver.. }. When I tried to access the site, I was denied. Why? Because I wasn't an AOL member. WTF! Those dirty, greedy bastards! All I wanted was one picture. So I popped in one of those 100 hours for free discs that you see all over. Eight minutes later I was master.. Er, enjoying my new pic. Afterwards I called AOL {I washed first.} And canceled the account. At least I tried to. This 'helpful' sales chick insisted that they would leave the account open for the other nine hundred and ninety-two hours in case I wanted to use them.
Thanks, but no thanks. Please close the account. I don't want to worry about it.
"Well, I think you may decide to use it, so it will be active just in case."
I don't want it.
"You never know!"
I won't use it.
"It will be here for you."
You don't understand. I uninstalled the program. I'm using the disc as a coaster. Then I'm throwing it away. I will never, ever use it. Please cancel it.
"You uninstalled the program?"
Yes. Exasperated. I thought I was getting through.
"I'll send you another free copy right away! I'll even give you five hundred free hours for being such a good customer."
ARGGHH!!!!!! No thank you. I don't want it. I won't use it. I have to go now. I need to find my happy pills. Good-bye.
Five days later I recede a letter in the mail saying that the account would still be active for the full thirty days. Then hell started. I have a PO Box. If something doesn't fit you get a notice and have to stand in line to get your 'package'. Yep. You got it. More free discs. I called, got bounced between six numbers eight times, before reaching someone to have my name removed from their mailing. "Sure no problem." I get a yellow slip. The ping pong match begins. "Oh really? Well, you're off now!" Yellow slip. Yellow slip. Ping pong. Bullshit statement. Yellow slip. Sigh. Two years. I finally made it off of their list. I think I really pissed of the last guy. He was a manager's manager. He kept trying to turf me to the guy below. I finally said, "Look. I have been extremely pleasant under these circumstances. I have spoken to every operator, supervisor and manager there. I work at a big company. I know a bounce statement when I hear it. I will never, ever, ever use your product. I don't ever want to see the letters "A" "O" "L" in my mailbox again. Get it? Good. He said that I will never see anything from them again, and he would make sure of it. So I'm looking at this stupid yellow man running like the laxative took effect and thinking to myself, "I'd better get daily calls and descriptions of what you gonna do to me or the little guy gets it." .
A Special Happy Birthday To A Reader.. Who's Legit.
All I'm gonna say is... G-Force, you're grounded! I hope you like the 'present' I sent to you. Don't show your mom. And remember, always wear your rubbers!
And as for the others, if there are... this is an adult content site. My buddy slide through the door just in time. But, I don't want to be hassled by some overprotective parent/community group because I'm corrupting young minds. Come back when you're legal and let me corrupt you then. Seriously, though. There are a lot of young adults out there who are more mature then the parents who raised them. I'm not saying you're kids, I'm just stating legal guidelines. I am so pro freedom of speech and freedom of the Internet, that I'm almost a fanatic. When you turn eighteen (or whatever age of legal consent, etc.. your country abides by) you can openly discuss the problems of the Internet. It's for adults. Baby games should be bought on disks. There is no need for a child to be surfing the net. When you deem them responsible enough, fine. But respect that right that you have given them. It can be so frustrating when you're ready to be treated as an adult. You know the guidelines, but that magic number isn't up yet. I refuse to believe that watching people having sex makes you a psychopath. If people close their minds to the reality and simply look for buzz words, then our society has failed us. You hear 'porn' and slap that down as a reason. If more people would take the pole, I might do another one. I know the numbers would be 100% yes on the 'have you watched porn on the Internet." How often, etc... I might even share my answers. So if ninety percent has seen pron... does that mean we're all a bunch of psychos? Or is the truth. The reality so frightening that the legal system would lie in order to ignore the real reason. Psychos are born that way. What helps them to grow into the monsters are nothing more than environment. We can't stop them by putting fluffy bunnies and sappy songs on the Internet. Shit. Two minutes of that 'Happy Hamster' song and I'm ready to do a 'Bundy'.
News Crunch Time!
Squirrel Sex (http://ehmie.addr.com/squirrel-sex/) web site by someone who has entirely too much time on their hands. Speaking of which- I 'borrowed' the link from Morty, who misquoted me on his site. I never said I could 'suck start a Harley Motorcycle' in my daily updates. I told him not to post personal conversations. [Hi slave-boy]... Body in a Box. Woman buys cremated remains from thrift shop for a dollar. The dollar's what gets me... Dude gets jail for saying McNuggets taste like shit. This is what's wrong with society, folks.... Finally, Anne Heche gets engaged... To a guy! man, I keep saying it. Dick makes the world go round. Less war, violence, more protein. I should run for public office.
Here's the deal. I found four different page designs and I cant decide which one I like the most. So I downloaded some freebie pole so you guys could help me. Now, I know how vocal you can be... So this is a cake walk. Oh yeah, if you click the funny ones, click a real one too. Thanks bunches. Poll is closed
I Feel Like I Bought Swiss Chocolate Or Something
I bit the bullet and signed up for an AOL [sux shit] Instant Messenger account. And he wasn't even on, the turd! Well, it was 2:30 A.M. when I did it. But I was on, damn it! Why do I hate AOL? Let me count the ways... It all started when the Evil Empire purchased People magazine. I'd never dealt with the company before. Sure, I chuckled at a few jokes at their expense. But, I never really had a problem with them. That all changed in eight minutes. What happened in eight minutes, you say? Well, I went to the online People magazine to download a picture of George Clooney. {He makes my liver quiver.. }. When I tried to access the site, I was denied. Why? Because I wasn't an AOL member. WTF! Those dirty, greedy bastards! All I wanted was one picture. So I popped in one of those 100 hours for free discs that you see all over. Eight minutes later I was master.. Er, enjoying my new pic. Afterwards I called AOL {I washed first.} And canceled the account. At least I tried to. This 'helpful' sales chick insisted that they would leave the account open for the other nine hundred and ninety-two hours in case I wanted to use them.
Thanks, but no thanks. Please close the account. I don't want to worry about it.
"Well, I think you may decide to use it, so it will be active just in case."
I don't want it.
"You never know!"
I won't use it.
"It will be here for you."
You don't understand. I uninstalled the program. I'm using the disc as a coaster. Then I'm throwing it away. I will never, ever use it. Please cancel it.
"You uninstalled the program?"
Yes. Exasperated. I thought I was getting through.
"I'll send you another free copy right away! I'll even give you five hundred free hours for being such a good customer."
ARGGHH!!!!!! No thank you. I don't want it. I won't use it. I have to go now. I need to find my happy pills. Good-bye.
Five days later I recede a letter in the mail saying that the account would still be active for the full thirty days. Then hell started. I have a PO Box. If something doesn't fit you get a notice and have to stand in line to get your 'package'. Yep. You got it. More free discs. I called, got bounced between six numbers eight times, before reaching someone to have my name removed from their mailing. "Sure no problem." I get a yellow slip. The ping pong match begins. "Oh really? Well, you're off now!" Yellow slip. Yellow slip. Ping pong. Bullshit statement. Yellow slip. Sigh. Two years. I finally made it off of their list. I think I really pissed of the last guy. He was a manager's manager. He kept trying to turf me to the guy below. I finally said, "Look. I have been extremely pleasant under these circumstances. I have spoken to every operator, supervisor and manager there. I work at a big company. I know a bounce statement when I hear it. I will never, ever, ever use your product. I don't ever want to see the letters "A" "O" "L" in my mailbox again. Get it? Good. He said that I will never see anything from them again, and he would make sure of it. So I'm looking at this stupid yellow man running like the laxative took effect and thinking to myself, "I'd better get daily calls and descriptions of what you gonna do to me or the little guy gets it." .
A Special Happy Birthday To A Reader.. Who's Legit.
All I'm gonna say is... G-Force, you're grounded! I hope you like the 'present' I sent to you. Don't show your mom. And remember, always wear your rubbers!
And as for the others, if there are... this is an adult content site. My buddy slide through the door just in time. But, I don't want to be hassled by some overprotective parent/community group because I'm corrupting young minds. Come back when you're legal and let me corrupt you then. Seriously, though. There are a lot of young adults out there who are more mature then the parents who raised them. I'm not saying you're kids, I'm just stating legal guidelines. I am so pro freedom of speech and freedom of the Internet, that I'm almost a fanatic. When you turn eighteen (or whatever age of legal consent, etc.. your country abides by) you can openly discuss the problems of the Internet. It's for adults. Baby games should be bought on disks. There is no need for a child to be surfing the net. When you deem them responsible enough, fine. But respect that right that you have given them. It can be so frustrating when you're ready to be treated as an adult. You know the guidelines, but that magic number isn't up yet. I refuse to believe that watching people having sex makes you a psychopath. If people close their minds to the reality and simply look for buzz words, then our society has failed us. You hear 'porn' and slap that down as a reason. If more people would take the pole, I might do another one. I know the numbers would be 100% yes on the 'have you watched porn on the Internet." How often, etc... I might even share my answers. So if ninety percent has seen pron... does that mean we're all a bunch of psychos? Or is the truth. The reality so frightening that the legal system would lie in order to ignore the real reason. Psychos are born that way. What helps them to grow into the monsters are nothing more than environment. We can't stop them by putting fluffy bunnies and sappy songs on the Internet. Shit. Two minutes of that 'Happy Hamster' song and I'm ready to do a 'Bundy'.
News Crunch Time!
Squirrel Sex (http://ehmie.addr.com/squirrel-sex/) web site by someone who has entirely too much time on their hands. Speaking of which- I 'borrowed' the link from Morty, who misquoted me on his site. I never said I could 'suck start a Harley Motorcycle' in my daily updates. I told him not to post personal conversations. [Hi slave-boy]... Body in a Box. Woman buys cremated remains from thrift shop for a dollar. The dollar's what gets me... Dude gets jail for saying McNuggets taste like shit. This is what's wrong with society, folks.... Finally, Anne Heche gets engaged... To a guy! man, I keep saying it. Dick makes the world go round. Less war, violence, more protein. I should run for public office.