Ben chat
Mark: (( has no problems with his generation we are all fuck ups))
Hear hear! *drops things, generally fucks up
The fact that I'm a "Fuck up" has absolutely nothing to do with my generation. Trust me on this one.
Alexia: greetings all
right back atcha, toots.
X: *reaching out she takes the glass, her eyes flashing as she studies his features*
thank you....
Hey, she's flashing morse code...
I think these guys are obsessed with eyes. I mean, jeeze.
: No fucking way.....I watched The Simpsons, which is ALWAYS good....but I
ended up vegging out in fron t of the tube watching some dumb-ass teen show...*shudders*I
fucking HATE it.
Er....change the channel? Just a suggestion.
Either I missed something, or this is one of those "apropos of nothing" comments that always confuses me.
: *Back, and pissed off, larger than life...*
*sings* That makes you larger than life…he must like the Backstreet Boys too!
OH! The ANGST!
X: (yes..and my generation fucked your up..and my parents mine..and the wheel keeps
Suddenly the room is full of social analysts....I should be writing this down...*scampers to get pen*
Actually, each generation has improved the situation for the following... I mean, my God! Crime rates are down, employment is up, standard of living is up, equal rights are way the hell up...
Mark: (( OM wanna play tomarrow night around 9:30?))
: Yeah maybe Mark.
The RP in here is scintillating…
I think I can pencil you into my busy schedule... How's Tuesday of next week? Oh, wait. Briteny Spears concert. Thursday a month from now? Oh, wait. Getting my nails done. Next Wednesday? Sorry. I have to complain about my generation.
Mark: ((Looks t the clock and gets ready to go to work))
Ah, I love it when people let me know that they have REAL lives.
Sekia: *waves to X sighing slightly and walks to the bar and when she get's there
turns and leans back agiant's it watching what few people are here*
*starts polishing the Incoherence Award for Sekia* We may have a winner, folks.
Ok. Repeat after me. "run on sentances are NOT our friends!"
X: (come back in and play...D)
Mark: *he leans over and lightly kiss her cheek in a polite gesture* another time my
lady*walks out the door and is gone*
As opposed to kissing her cheek in a rude gesture? In a lewd and lascivious gesture?
: Someone was dumb enough to decide to have a nuke war with me...
Foolish mortals…to nuke me is to nuke a god….mwa ha ha ha…..
Mark: (( I should be off work by then, will bring caleb in, have not had a good
chance to use him in a while))
Use him. Use him good.
: And, my generation doesn't give a rat's ass about anybody....
How very jaded we are here in Ben Chat.
Jaded? I was going to say "whiney". But, you know, whatever.
X: *watching Sekia walk up to the bar, checking her out, then looking back at Mark,
giving him a nod at his touch* I will see you then...*watches him leave*
*checks out Sekia also* Awhoooo! * pant pant*.
Mark: (( my generation is the one with all the stupid teen shows, can stand
watching that crap...))
Freudian slip there, good buddy. By the way, teen shows never existed before this generation. The Brady Bunch was actually targeted at middle age white republican males. The government doesn't want you to know!!
Mark: (( we are the furutre....be scared, be vrey scared))
((*feels very very nauseous*))
I would be scared if I knew what a 'furutre' was. Is that like a futon?
: My generation ae a bunch of fucking spineless twits, the dumbest breed ever, I
think. About 90% of teenagers I know are idiots. I hate them...
Except, of course, for him/herself and his/her 3 friends, who are the only teenagers with a spine left on this godforsaken planet. Naturally.*twitch*
bitch bitch bitch
Mark: (( Lmfao* I could be president one day*whistles dixie as he walks out the
door*))
Yeah, so…now I AM scared.
Yow.
X: (take is because my generation was to busy working and taking care of #1 to give a
rats ass about their children)
Yeah, damn you X! Damn you straight to hell! What a way to generalize. * shakes tiny fist *
Uh.... What generation is X a part of? The "baby boom" generation? Or the one before that? Dag. My mom was a full time mom untill her kids were all in school... most of my friends were in the same situation. My parents, and my friends' parents, made a LOT of sacrifices so us kids could get the best education/life possible. But then, I'm willing to bet there's a BIG difference between the working class and the spoiled whiney upper class.
Mark: *********I seek the night*******
I seek the other half of my Twix bar.
Sorry. I ate it.
X: (that...not take...man...when does my mind kick in todayt)
((*snickers, leaves this one all alone*))
X: (*laughs looking at the word todayt...and takes a guess...maybe not
today...*shrugs* )
What...the...fuck?
: I'm a me baby...
Do what now?
No, you are a STUPID BABY!
: *sighs* And nowadays, you've gotta have 2 incomes just to make ends meet.
Forget about getting ahead of the game.
Oh yes, no one succeeds anymore. Ever. Anywhere. So aim low. Aim so low, that if you don't achieve your goals, no one will even care. * pays homage to Marge Simpson for this last comment*
You people are BORING ME! Stop fucking bitching! My God! I'm clinically depressed and I bitch less than you sorry fucks!
: I'm a stupid baby.
*spits out her Dr. Pepper* *claps *
My God! I was right!
: *chuckles at OM*
chuckle chuckle chuckle chuckle
X: piss on ends...nice stuff is grand..and all that , but dont need or want it...just want
ok kids....
What is it with these people and piss? I lost some of this session, in which some fellow named Mike asked someone to make sure his pis was working, then a girl came in with a pisso on her hip. I don't get it!
Beats me. I have NO idea what this person even SAID! I know! Let's pee on her!!
ROMEO_2K: *ROMEO_2K enters the room *
He sure did.
*cues applause*
: Deny thy father and refuse thy name...
Wow. Someone must've watched that crappy music-video version of Romeo and Juliet recently.
X: now that I have stayed home and made sure my kid's are ok...I shall go back to
building castles in the sand....*smiles* sell all my land..and go take a break.....
X also, it seems, likes to dance naked in the snow after a hot bath…once again, part of the lost session, in which the people of Ben Chat Discuss the Weather.
FUCK YOU! Just... FUCK YOU! Go eat a waffle! Stop whining all the time! Jesus... CHRIST!
: .................
Yep. That about sums it up. Do not post if you have nothing to say but ………. No matter how insightful your ……..may seem at the moment.
: My mother raised me for a good part of my life in a terrible piece of shit slum
apartment without power that was infested with bugs, but look at how far we've made it now.
Ah, here comes my favorite part of goth chat rooms….the hard luck story, and how our intrepid hero Rose Above It All to become What He/She is Today. * cues music *
Thank you, Horatio Algier.
: Things change
Omnia Mutantur
: *smiles*or if thou wilt not; be but sworn, my love, and I will no longer be a
Capulet.
I think I'm getting to understand what Punkin means when she says her brain is bleeding.
Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! For the love of GAWD!!!
ROMEO_2K: *he takes a seat and glances across the room
*watches ROMEO_2K all by himself, feels pity*
*watches ROMEO_2K all by himself, feels gassy*
: .................
AAAAUUUUGGGHHH! *falls dead *
: Oh god... Let's not bring up our childhoods, please...
Yes, lets not. Lets talk about the weather some more!
X: you know...I know you spell sale that way...but still ...I mess it up...
Wonder of wonders….
I thought you were leaving. Wreren't you leaving? Why won't you GO?
X: agree ....let
: *giggles*Hey, I'm just trying to make a point. Not dragging anything up...I had a
happy childhood. Both my parents loved me very much.
Bully for you. Go flaunt your happiness elsewhere….* wrist to the forehead, wallows in woe*
X: 's not
: Let's talk about something pleasant...like...umm... The weather! *giggles*
Hooray!
sweet angry jesus
: Weather? It's cold as shit up here...and it's going to storm again tonight
I....don't...care! WRATHA! why did you send this to me? I'm bleeding from every major oriface here.
: *Won't talk about his childhood...*
*feels oddly bereft and somehow robbed by this *
X: or getting eaten alive by the dog next door...aye.........*smiles*
Eaten by dogs? What huh? Beg pardon? *slaps a sticker labeled The Post That Came out of
Nowhere on that last bit*
What the HELL are you talking about? Are you just randomly hitting keys? I mean... sweet angry jesus! You make no sense!
There was a bit more, but…it mostly revolved around A) More weather B) who was and wasn't dancing to or downloading techno MP3's.
I feel like setting somebody's lawn on fire.