the creepy people you meet downtown in a seedy neighborhood

I know I've spewed forth some real wet shit over the years ... but if there was ever a time for a Deafening Sound of Crickets account it would be now.

Naturally assuming that the louder Sound indicates a greater need for reader awkwardness.

Of course, that user name would be cut off. Sinker has turned into a digital slum lord; as long as we have a place to type, who cares if functionality suffers, right?

And by "we" I mean like three people with an alternating cast of six or so.

dudes who pretend to girls pretending to be dudes pretending to be girls?

Mostly those fucktards.

there is this guy...

bitch please
If you grew up in Lynn MA you would not for one second question the validity of one Charles "Chickie" Leblanc. This man had cerebral palsy and looked like Kris Kristopherson, he had chronic hunger for toothless hookers and crack houses nopt to mention the fact that he was never sober EVER ( I mean would you be?). He most definitely did ride around all day on a huge tricycle (purchased for him by the city, due to the fact that he could not drive a car and needed to get from a to b). Many people have fallen over his lifeless body while running to the ice cream truck or had him crash into there parked car at the supermarket begging you to give him fiv-tee-dawwwllllahhhs (in my best tard voice).
I loved this man, growing up would not have been the same without him.

In his review of the seemingly awful comedy Step Brothers, Roger Ebert makes a very awesome observation (it is essentially the same point I was trying to make in my initial "conversation" with these chix):

Sometimes I think I am living in a nightmare. All about me, standards are collapsing, manners are evaporating, people show no respect for themselves. I am not a moralistic nut. I'm proud of the X-rated movie I once wrote. I like vulgarity if it's funny or serves a purpose. But what is going on here?

Maybe it's time for some introspection, chix. Good luck!

What are you on exactly?

I will not judge, even though I kind of am already. Sorry.