IS NARCISSISM INCESTUOUS ?

Pardon?

IS NARCISSISM INCESTUOUS ?

If u fall in love with yourself,
is that incest ?

Incest is sexual relations between two people who are too closely related to be married without violating social custom. Loving someone is not the same as ******* them. I guess what you are really asking, then, is: is masturbation incest. Yes it is, you're going to hell.

me too.... stuh I didn't realize you are in Raleigh.... or I did and I'm so addled I forgot.... what part of town do you live in?

I'm going to hell. Thats where all the tarts are!.

Just west of NCSU, yourself?

No, but you'll have a very harmonious relationship!
No conflict to speak of!

really, i argue with myself all the time

But you always win, though, djjd!
That's the beauty of the situation!

about 75% of the time

When there's only you & you having the argument?
So what happens to the other 25%.

terrible things

mostly involving too much drink and a throbbing head

Ah!

Gone with the wind?

Out North by the lake just below Wakefield.

Even in a worst case scenario,
u cud save bigly on divorce;
u 'd only have to pay one divorce lawyer.

Yeah, but however it turns out you're stuck with the cat.

Wud u believe that about 30 years ago,
I evicted one of my tenants.

Within her apartment,
in a wastepaper basket, she 'd abandoned
the remains of a slaughtered cat; gross.

That was her chosen technique for handling the situation
to which u refer.

One of the houses we rented in Seattle -- and we were low-level renters in that town -- was essentially a shack that had been thrown up while the big house next door got built. Property values being what they are in that town, rather than tear the shack down as intended, it was turned into a rental.

There was no insulation to speak of, and the place had a bizarre circular four-room layout where you came in the front door, turned left into the bedroom, turned right into the bathroom, turned right into the kitchen, and turned right again back into the living room.

For heat, the place had wall mounted space heaters. I've never seen this anywhere else. The suckers got red hot, too, and I burned leg a couple of times on one of them.

One day we went out on a day trip with the dog, and inadvertently left one of the heaters on. A pine dog gate was leaning ever-so-slightly against the frame of the heater, and while we were gone (with the dog, thankfully) it started to smolder. This set off the smoke detector, and a passing good samaritan noticed and phoned the fire department.

Well, we came home to find the back door battered out of the frame (which was odd-sized and a bear to replace) and the slightly charred dog gate lying on a patch of wet carpet. There was a note from the fire department explaining what happened.

The next day the nice old lady who lived next door told us a story she hadn't wanted to tell us when we moved in.

This wasn't the first time the fire department had been to the house. A few years earlier, they'd come out for a bonafide blaze. It wasn't to do with the suspect heating units, though. The resident at the time burned a lot of candles, and one night they just got out of control. The house was structurally sound, but they'd had to gut the front two rooms -- which explained why the front of the house had drywall and the back of the house had old rotting plaster.

At any rate, when the firefighters came in, they found dozens of little carcasses. Squirrels, mainly, but they weren't all easy to identify and some might have been cats or raccoons and one, said one of the firefighters at the scene, looked to have been a small dog.

Our neighbor's interpretation was that the woman who had lived there had fancied herself a bit of a witch. Whatever her motivation, she'd apparently been on a bit of a little-furry-critter killing spree, and was keeping the tiny corpses around the house for God-knows-what reason.

Odd, though, at the time we only had one dog, and from the day we'd brought him in he'd always had these strange spells where he would just stare at a spot on the wall and growl, hackles up, looking absolutely spooked.

Dunno if it was dead or living critters that had his dander up. We did find a little panel in the bedroom closet that something living in the attic had scrambled out of in the wake of our little fire, though, so maybe that's all it was -- though his usual reaction to visible living squirrels is quite different than what he showed in that nasty old house.