*reads up Aprils 23423525142123132123 million posts*
...well...someone had a bit of time on their hands today! lol
Monday/tuesday? that's soooooooooooooooooo long april, not cool man. Just kidding
Have fun at the march though, I wish I could go. Maybe someday.
Hmmm...I've given out my phone number online to..well several people lol Ok, let me back up there. One, being my current girlfriend. The others are still great friends all across the country. It took me like six or seven months of knowing these people and talking to them constantly to give it out. I've only had one bad experience, and that was with a women that
really, really, liked me and then I go off and get a girlfriend (and they somewhat knew eachother online). It got ugly there for a couple weeks, and she hasn't spoken to me a little over a year. But I can't really call it bad because I don't blame her.
No stalkers yet so...WOOHOO!
I bet Rosa will appreciate that April, very sweet
I've never given a gold star, but you get it for your kind gesture today!
Oh and thank you for your concern
I'm very happy I didn't have to go to the hospital and all that stuff.
Hmmm....second toothbrush...Nice thinking Rosa! I didn't even think of that....did you April?
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The women stood around staring at eachother in a deafening silence. In the background you can see some crew members running off to retch into the field. The sounds startled the women into action.
"We need to find Rachel first. She's our guide and without her we're stuck in, where ever the hell we are." Sherry stated as she plopped down on the tailgate of the near truck. She rubbed her forehead and groaned.
Yolanda walked back to her truck and picked up some Asprin. Taking a couple pills she tossed the bottle to Sherry. Who then tossed it to the others like the Holy Grail.
Kim walked back to her truck and spoke to one of the strippers, when she was called. After a few minutes she returned smiling triumphly.
"Look what I found ladies!", she swung the small camera in air. "Maybe this will give us some answers."
Yolanda looked at her and raised her eyebrow, "Where'd you get that? I'm not sure I even
want to see whats on that thing." She ended looking toward the truck with the strippers starting to get up. Her jaw dropped when one of the strippers jumped off the tailgate, naked save for a red thong, and wrapped her arms around Kim.
Kim blushed and leaned back, "Umm...this is Alotta Fagina...err...I mean..Erin"
Alotta Fagi-Erin smiled and kissed her cheek, "Hello all"
Yolanda's wife backhanded her 'aside the head when she caught her drooling, "Wipe your mouth, you pig..." and she stomped off toward the one tree in the area.
Rubbing the back of her head, Yolanda ran off to her wife to grovel.
Sherry rolled her eyes and questioned Ms. Fagina, "Where did you find the camera?"
"I'm not quite sure...but I think I found it out by Rachel's truck. I thought that maybe...err..it could be fun to use later so I took it. But then I passed out before Kim and I could use it," Erin replied, while Kim blushed deep to her blonde roots.
Laughing, Sherry took the camera and sat down on the truck bed to watch the recorded film. Rewinding the tape a bit, she pressed play. She was greeted with Rachel's chest.
Rachel backed away from the view and stepped out of the cabin of the truck, she had put the camera on the seat facing the door. Stepping back a few paces she tripped and started laughing histerically, spilling her beer all over herself. Still laughing she stood up and drunkingly tried to brush herself off which resulted in her falling on her ass again. Sherry snorted and grinned.
After getting up, Rachel stood up tall and cleared her throat:
"But soft! What light through l..won...yonder window breaks!
It is the East, and Sherry is the sun!
Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon," Rachel made stabbing motions with her empty bottle of beer and grabbed her heart dramatically.
"Be still my baking...raking....racing heart! Where out...thou my heart leads....wait thats not it. Fuck it, Sherry I loooooooooooooooooveeeeeeee you!!!!!" Rachel fell to her knees and yelled.
From the left of the small screen the strange women they picked up walked up behind Rachel and put her hand on her shoulder.
"Rachel?"
Rachel turned and toppled over, "Hey Frodo! Don't sneak up on me like that" She grumbled.
The girl smirked enigmatically and replied, "They want to speak to you, come."
Rachel frowned and stood up on jelly legs and confronted, "Hey, hold on a second. I may be drunk, but who's they? I don't even know you!"
The girl sighed, "Damnit, why are you being difficult? Look, this won't hurt one bit"
"What wont hur-"
The screen went black.
Sherry blinked, her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she fell backward.
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I need to calm down.
The story I was talking about is "The Inmortal" and believe me, even though it's great to know that I made your ego happy, I don't give praise if I don't truly think it's deserved (it comes with the job, I guess) and I happen to think that your story is very, very good on so many levels (same goes for April's). I have a tendency to emphasize on the good points I can see on the things I read, especially if I read them wearing my teacher's hat so to speak, and try to encourage the writer by doing so, but I'm not shy when it comes to saying that some piece of writing needs lots of improvement. If and when you manage to write something that in my humble opinion is not that good I will let you know (comes with the job, I told you). But something's telling me there's not a chance of that happening 
. I'll have my ipod touch with me. I'll try to drop a line if I can find free WiFi that works with it. I'll be back Monday/Tuesday. 
