Hey, no problem . . .
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange . . .
People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange x3
People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange x3
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
love it!
So like, who wants to speculate no how soon MOAN will be forced to rely upon the juicy details of her lesbian relationship with PS to keep folks sucked-in and interested in her otherwise drab and ordinary life?
Before we focus on MA's "drab and ordinary" life, why don't you fill us in on the fabulous details of YOUR exciting and extraordinary life, Setana.
MOAN made, and consistently makes, the decision to make herself the focus of threads. Therefore, she is fair game. When i start threads, which were not intended to be silly--and obviously so--at the outset, i don't make myself the topic of thread. Of course, if you want to make you obsessive contempt for me the topic, you help yourself. I've dealt with better snipers than you have ever shown yourself to be--and as i've never made you the target of special attacks, as you have done with me at least twice now, my conscience is clear.
Setana:
I don't understand why you respond to Momma Angel's posts except to bask in the cruel infliction of your words upon her. If you don't like her, why don't you just ignore her rather than make her the object of your ridicule? It's very painful to read what you write about her. It's makes me cringe and it's difficult to witness that kind of unrelenting cruelty without saying something. I know that you're a better person than that and I hope you regain your sense of propriety.
Debra
As you might imagine, i don't entirely agree with your characterization. I acknowledge that i take the opportunity, from time to time, to rub her nose in what it is about her that i don't like. However, i don't stalk her, and i also see no reason to desist from amusing myself in what is ultimately a harmless persuit. For example, in this thread, i mocked the topic--she could easily have simply ignored that. My subsequent posts were silly remarks which referred to other member's posts which had nothing to do with MOAN. It was her decision to once again address me directly.
She needn't have done so.
Good work, DD, i salute you . . .
No need to get all pissy....
Debra_Law,
I appreciate you saying what you did to Setanta. His posts sometimes make me cringe also. But, I am learning to ignore most of what he says.
Actually, I am starting to get the feeling that he is getting his jollies by this idea of me and PoetSeductress having a lesbian affair, which though I won't put anyone down for their sexual orientation, he knows by my posts that I am heterosexual. I have to agree with DrewDad's posts that it seems Setanta has some fascination with, if not me, at least attacking me personally through his posts.
I do feel he does "follow me around" sometimes just to post something nasty, but I can't prove that's true. I have tried to make peace with him and am still offering him that olive branch to put all of this to rest. I hope he accepts it.
Why? You odd little meatball thingy you.
When hell freezes over . . . if you see Old Nick sharpening his skates, send me a valentine . . .
THAT'S why I should light a match?
I believe DD was referring to the celebrated explosive properties of flatulence.
Well, then.....DrewDad must die, too.
What the hell did that have to do with hell freezing over?
Oh...I get it.....you don't WANT it to freeze.
Mins are strange...
Wimmins is stranger . . .
Wimmins look wicked
When you're unwanted
Streets are uneven
When you're down . . .
