Before I forget, because I do that a lot when I’m not remembering, if you’re going to write such a long frikkin, drawn out, exhausting post that takes that much time to read, they should always be this good. They can never suck and be that length—that would suck.
No really, who were you talking to? I just released my birthday (2) the other day, seeing some trending action, “old days.” I dig your page. Speaking of..
The way you explained your introduction to the platform—nice. I’ll probably add my own spin type thing at some point and feed off your idea. You know what i mean. Good one. (I hate it when my phone doesn’t capitalize “i”)
Hey, No Names, thanks for holding the gate open.
You're another one I noticed gaining some traction around here lately.
This was long? I didn't notice. Less visuals next time, maybe? Nah. I was writing from the gut, just throwing it out there, however it came. Trimmed some of the fat. Done deal.
True story about how the place found me.
Is it cool to talk about myself and say thanks for noticing, no really, I mean that, on your page or should I talk about something else like the old man at the bus stop today? Grumpy old bastage.
So, this dudes begging for money right... all in the bu..... Danget, I’m doing it again.
I thanked you for the gate, yeah?
People can talk about whatever they want here. Early on, back in 2016 when I started, it seemed a lot of bloggers would scold commentators, "Stay on topic!" I knew right away to do the exact opposite and let folks come here and chill.
I used to ride the bus a lot and met some of those grumpy types. I noticed this one dude in a blue jacket, always to himself, but yet sometimes talking to himself. One day I asked how he was doing. "Fuck the Yankees!" And continued to yell at me about baseball until the bus came.
Bus stops were a great place to ask for change, especially near paid parking meters low on time.
The gate. I didn't do it all alone.