Originally posted by WorldWarEnd
He's telling the truth, I'm on his 'team' and I've been on his team ever from the day he picked me up on the street. I was a down and out, I was a bum, I was a rent boy for anyone who would pay.
Well he paid and I never looked back, mostly because he said he could not do it with me looking back at him, my dirt covered face put him off and my one wandering eye really did nothing for the enjoyment of it all.
Y2k was just the start! oh sorry, you heard that part.... and this gas was where it was all meant to end. But wait the gas?! I will always remember asking the question about the gas and never getting an answer.
Why did they not just create and blow the gas out from the many underground bases they own, or from the UFO filled skies.
I will bend for thee master, you will feel my mighty gas.
You know, I've known a couple of people with interesting tales who've managed to get a "following" of people.
My ongoing favourite is the "walk-in" soul evil druid, who was of course also a child molesting pimp.
Yet, there they were. A crowd of people who believed him. Believed IN him.
This is essentially the same phenomena where a pretty girl dates some guy that nobody had any interest in before, and suddenly he becomes very attractive to other people.
A "following" doesn't convince me.



