I will never log on here again..

[jimhelm]

Originally Posted by pensive pam

I am here. I just got upset. Again I offer no excuse - and it is my fault. I was upset about losing the competition. I was also upset about people on here. I have lost more than I ever win/gain. I wrote better than the girl the beat me. I do not know if I will return to Gotham's writer club. Just in a vbery bad place right now.

Always -
Pam

can you paste in your entries, so we could read them? I for one, promise not to mock you. I mean... I like poking fun at people and all, but if it's really something you put yourself into, I respect that, and would never be anything but honest about my critique.

not fucking around,

Jim

[morethanpretty]

Originally Posted by jimhelm

do you think that if we met in real life we would be friends, or foes?

I think we'd be friends, but I think we'd be the kind of friends where I always break your balls and give you Wedgies and Pink Bellies and embarrass you in front of your other friends and your girl... and then one day you'd snap and come at me with a butterfly knife. You'd be really dunk though, and you'd trip on a lawn chair and fall on your knife and cut one of your fingers off. I'd feel really bad, and drive you to the ER with your finger in a bag of ice. They'd reattach it and thank me for thinking so quickly, but you'd still blame me for it, and there would be this unspoken friction between us from that day forward. It would all end when you catch me and Baby in the hot tub having a naked splash fight. My obituary would say that I was killed in a freak accident involving a bug zapper and a hot tub, but one day, Baby would come out of the coma and spill the beans. Ultimately, you'd end up in prison and your cell mate would force you to take his last name.

There is a word for that, its "frenemy."

And you sir, deserve an award for such good writing.

[pensive pam]

Originally Posted by jimhelm

do you think that if we met in real life we would be friends, or foes?

I think we'd be friends, but I think we'd be the kind of friends where I always break your balls and give you Wedgies and Pink Bellies and embarrass you in front of your other friends and your girl... and then one day you'd snap and come at me with a butterfly knife. You'd be really dunk though, and you'd trip on a lawn chair and fall on your knife and cut one of your fingers off. I'd feel really bad, and drive you to the ER with your finger in a bag of ice. They'd reattach it and thank me for thinking so quickly, but you'd still blame me for it, and there would be this unspoken friction between us from that day forward. It would all end when you catch me and Baby in the hot tub having a naked splash fight. My obituary would say that I was killed in a freak accident involving a bug zapper and a hot tub, but one day, Baby would come out of the coma and spill the beans. Ultimately, you'd end up in prison and your cell mate would force you to take his last name.

Well, i can get violent at times. If you ever watch independent film, rent the movie 'Dreamlife of Angels.' I am very much like the girl in that film that spits on that guy. One time I pushed my boyfriend down the stairs. And then I went down the stair to see if he was OK. He was. So I kicked him very hard and left for the day.

Pam.

[jimhelm]

jinx pushed a guy down the steps of the 700 level in Veterans stadium once. she did not go check on him. he was piss drunk and totally deserved it.

I thought it was horrifyingly funny. drunk people are made of rubber, so he was uninjured.

[pensive pam]

Originally Posted by jimhelm

jinx pushed a guy down the steps of the 700 level in Veterans stadium once. she did not go check on him. he was piss drunk and totally deserved it.

I thought it was horrifyingly funny. drunk people are made of rubber, so he was uninjured.

did he fall out of stadium??? that is good news that he is OK. what made her so mad?? I was mad because my boyfriend cheated. I could smell the scent of another woman on him when he came home. I made him confess. I could smell his fingers and hands, and it was NOT my scent. Women ALWAYS know...

Pam.

[jimhelm]

It was a rainy miserable day and the Cowboys were beating up on the Eagles. We had the very last seats in the house, and there was a small overhang above us. People were crowding up to the top to stay out of the rain. the drunk guy kept stumbling and putting his hand on her shoulder to get his balance. She warned him a couple times and then shoved his ass. he went down about 20 steep concrete steps before he fetched up against the railing. He just sat down in the seat near where he ended up and never even looked back up at us.

[morethanpretty]

Originally Posted by pensive pam

did he fall out of stadium??? that is good news that he is OK. what made her so mad?? I was mad because my boyfriend cheated. I could smell the scent of another woman on him when he came home. I made him confess. I could smell his fingers and hands, and it was NOT my scent. Women ALWAYS know...

Pam.

No "women do not always know." That is a false stereotype. You're probably just a jealous bitch who accuses him of cheating for shaking his neighbor's hand. He probably "confessed" to shut up your crazy pie-hole. Then you admit to physically abusing him, if he had physically abused you for cheating you probably would have called the cops or at the very least complained to us about it. You are a sexist, abusive, crazy jealous bitch.

Being honest,
MTP

[pensive pam]

Originally Posted by jimhelm

It was a rainy miserable day and the Cowboys were beating up on the Eagles. We had the very last seats in the house, and there was a small overhang above us. People were crowding up to the top to stay out of the rain. the drunk guy kept stumbling and putting his hand on her shoulder to get his balance. She warned him a couple times and then shoved his ass. he went down about 20 steep concrete steps before he fetched up against the railing. He just sat down in the seat near where he ended up and never even looked back up at us.

I have never been to a cowboys game, but I know it is 'football.' I have been to Yankees many times. I know how high the seats can go up top. That is a funny story!!! I like how he just took the first seat after he was 'toppled.' Very funny!!!! I be he spill his beer though!!!

Pam.

[pensive pam]

Originally Posted by morethanpretty

No "women do not always know." That is a false stereotype. You're probably just a jealous bitch who accuses him of cheating for shaking his neighbor's hand. He probably "confessed" to shut up your crazy pie-hole. Then you admit to physically abusing him, if he had physically abused you for cheating you probably would have called the cops or at the very least complained to us about it. You are a sexist, abusive, crazy jealous bitch.

Being honest,
MTP

woman alsway do know. BUT, you are from Texas as I see. Not too many smart women there. FAT, but not intelligent.

Pam.

[morethanpretty]

Originally Posted by pensive pam

woman alsway do know. BUT, you are from Texas as I see. Not too many smart women there. FAT, but not intelligent.

Pam.

I don't have to defend my intelligence to you, someone who is clearly beneath me. Texan women also like our hair piled as high as we can get it, you forgot that nonsensical insult as well. Women do not always know, that is an untruth. Ask John Edwards or Jenny Sanford about it.

[pensive pam]

Originally Posted by morethanpretty

I don't have to defend my intelligence to you, someone who is clearly beneath me. Texan women also like our hair piled as high as we can get it, you forgot that nonsensical insult as well. Women do not always know, that is an untruth. Ask John Edwards or Jenny Sanford about it.

I would never go to Texas. I do not know who 'John Edwards' is.
Woeman always know. Those that say they do not, are lying to their own self. Denial.

Pam.

[morethanpretty]

Originally Posted by pensive pam

I would never go to Texas. I do not know who 'John Edwards' is.
Woeman always know. Those that say they do not, are lying to their own self. Denial.

Pam.

You're trying to claim I'm less intelligent and you can't google John Edwards? You're in denial about your paranoid, jealous, abusive bitchiness. Thats why you can't admit women are just as clueless as men when their partner is cheating on them. Who cheated on you, probably for a very long time, turning you into a green-eyed monster?

[pensive pam]

Originally Posted by morethanpretty

You're trying to claim I'm less intelligent and you can't google John Edwards? You're in denial about your paranoid, jealous, abusive bitchiness. Thats why you can't admit women are just as clueless as men when their partner is cheating on them. Who cheated on you, probably for a very long time, turning you into a green-eyed monster?

You are bitter scorn. and it shows in how you write. Men in Texas do not want you, so you try to make others (me) feel bad about myself. It will not work. And I do not like 'Texas.' I have seen Texas on TV. Those people have guns and big trucks. But not much in the way of school knowlege.

Pam.

[morethanpretty]

Originally Posted by pensive pam

You are bitter scorn. and it shows in how you write. Men in Texas do not want you, so you try to make others (me) feel bad about myself. It will not work. And I do not like 'Texas.' I have seen Texas on TV. Those people have guns and big trucks. But not much in the way of school knowlege.

Pam.

You already feel bad about yourself, so I don't really have to try. In order to have to "try" at something, it would have to involve effort. You are jealous of my desirability, that is why you are trying to convince yourself I'm not. When in fact its that exact desirability that I have, that you so wish for yourself. I am everything you want to be and yet are not, and that is why you are jealous of me.
As for Texas' education, it sure does suck but yet for some reason Texas basically picks out the school books the rest of the country uses. Ain't that a hoot?

Unattainable,
MTP

[pensive pam]

Originally Posted by morethanpretty

You already feel bad about yourself, so I don't really have to try. In order to have to "try" at something, it would have to involve effort. You are jealous of my desirability, that is why you are trying to convince yourself I'm not. When in fact its that exact desirability that I have, that you so wish for yourself. I am everything you want to be and yet are not, and that is why you are jealous of me.
As for Texas' education, it sure does suck but yet for some reason Texas basically picks out the school books the rest of the country uses. Ain't that a hoot?

Unattainable,
MTP

You may call me a cynic. You may say I am dillusional. I am just very different, and as such - I see the world in a very different way. What is beautiful to me, many will miss. Where does this leave either of us??

It
is
a
gradual
descent
into
a
life
I
never
wanted...

Pam.