Nausea: Sunk

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I'd just be happy to have 2 Ds.


buh-dump CRASH!

How the hell are you hiding if you use the same name??? Secondly, you believe in free-will the way you do, because you are an atheist, or so you said. So it's okay for you to believe in free-will, that's how I believe, but when you start behaving as if your way and your belief is the only one that is correct, then I take issue with you. I believe in God, totally. I also believe God's hand is at work in situations. Does that make me a dolt to you? I believe there's freedom to choose, but that your path could be already chosen. Doesn't mean you don't get to live it your way, but that there are times when certain things happen and you know, this was meant to be. I also believe there's also evil out there, and I've met it before. It exists. I also know there are people always out there who are determined to change others, especially the free-will folks. They want to change everybody. You have free-will, you have free-will, etc. etc. So define free-will for me, okay? In your terms? Because we actually don't have free-will unless we're some kind of sociopath with no responsibilities, or a psychopathic killer who isn't picky . They have free will, unfortunately.

No, that doesn't help at all, because I've never seen statues change poses except in cartoon movies, and you're in a worm hole, and that doesn't mean the statue is, because your infinite loop is your own infinite loop. We're not part of it. Actually, I'm not here at all, you are talking to my clone. Does that help?

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Okay, now where were you? Philosophy or something. I read what you wrote wrong. I thought you put Free-Will versus Dementia, and I thought, now that's one hell of a battle! On the one hand you have free-will completely, because you don't know what in the name of Frank you are doing! But on the other hand, it's not Free-Will because you are a prisoner of Dementia, and it's really not you. It's like a zombie. It's very sad and it's painful to everyone else, except you. But you said determinism and not dementia, because once again, you stuck to the high-brow road. Think how much more depth to the conversation had you put dementia. Free-Will versus Dementia. Determinism is just, not really anything at all if you think about it. It's just action with minor forethought. Wish I hadn't eaten all the chips. Damn. They were ranch flavored.

I wasn't telling you to calm down...I was ready to call the men in whit coats!!!

Wm, so nice of you to be thoughtful, but I take vitamins when I need them, and I'll worry about osteoporosis when I actually get old. But thanks for your concern. I can't drink a lot of beer. I don't drink much at all. It's more like once or twice inthe summer and once or twice during Christmas holidays. It actually is not good for me or the people around me if I do that. I'm not an alcoholic, but I am prone to say and do things that start wars. But while we're at it, how's that penis of yours doing? Aren't you middle-age, like me? Shouldn't you be taking something to help it work? Will beer help you in that category?

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Zelda! This one's for you!

ALL TOGETHER NOW...

A straight-jacket goes on with the closure in the back. Your hands are confined in sewn-up sleeves which are crossed in front and tied behind your back.

"Free will v. Dementia":

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Have some more if you are...hahahahahehehe.


Do you have a picture of it ,Carter?

Here, use my dimensional hat to save brain cells. Works for me.

Motorcycle gangs elect presidents?! That sounds more like retiree car shows! Sorry for your experience, Wm, but until you've actually been physically grabbed by someone intent on doing something, you don't really know. I'm sure the talk was horrifying to you. You should have punched him or kicked him in the nuts.

OMG, Cad; that guy with the gun looks like a young Ronald Reagan!

And it's MICHAEL.

There are people who remember my vagina. Those people are all men. All man. Manly men. I've received phone calls from a former lover who never forgot my vagina. Those were his words. I believe that's because you know how people are half upper body and half lower body? Let's do it like this: 1 (body) = x j x, the j being the negative area as in the ass. BUT in my body, I'm like this: 1(body) = x XXX x, in what you would basically call thirds, which, in math terms is written as thus: 1/3.

So 1/3 , the x on the left as you view it, is my upper body, and the x on the right as you view it, is my lower body, and the XXX is my vagina. My vagina takes up 1/3 of my body, starting from the entrance and ending at the fallopian tubes. I think that's very awesome!

Now Wm, on the other hand, wait let me measure. I have a ruler.

Entrance to upper torso fallopian area, I am nearly a foot long.

However, I must be longer, because that is 1/3 of my body, and I am taller than three feet. So I must be longer there than a foot, I must be nearly two feet.

What say you, William? Get out the ruler.

I believe my black hole is longer than your rocketship. Check it out and report back, once you're through with the electro-magnetic field interpretation.

I think this is an interesting question, Fanny.

Please measure your rocketship, Carter, and use the results to calclate your electrical fields against Fanny's proportion. There may be an interesting interpretation between the two that could explain the whole black hole question.

Please get back to us.

Are you through with my hat, yet? No, hurry. I've just lost too many cells already. Just send it Parcel Post via Bath, UK. I may be able to pull this British blond through the tear and leave her in the 10th dimension. Too young!

I would NEVER do any thing so tacky. It is just concern so he doesn't make another mistake. This thing is going much too quickly. Bath is sooo cold in the winter! We also need to know how she feels about us. She hasn't met Lozzy yet, and Cad just may try to steal her away. Poor, John. He cannot afford anymore mistakes.

It is still our devotee responsibility to gaurd him. The pierced nose really upsets me. Much too old for piercings and she is realy goodlooking. Oh, dear John, must you be so loyal?

Back to Carter and Fanny. Have the two of you made any progress in your calculations. I fear my dreams tonight of black holes and rocketships!

grabbing Wm's pills and throwing them down the toilet. Now applying the pump to Wm's stomach. Ah Ah Ak Awwwwk! Puke! Puke! Damn you! Live, Wm, Live! Not live as in alive but live as in give.

I guess you thought I'd gone to bed, and wouldn't be back in here. Good thing I came along.

Glad you are o'k, Carter.

Now what about the calculations?

I rather like those dreams about "black holes" and "rocket ships".