Out of the Groove (866 hits)
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Submitted by UberMadness! (View user info) at 2005-07-26 04:10:02 EDT
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Entry 1
"Do you hear that? That's the interference from the power source resonating in the background. Not only that, but can you hear that dull thump from the motor on every other revolution? I can. Look bud, if I wanted my music to sound like shit, I'd play it through a string and a tin can. This turntable is garbage and I want my money back right now!""Sir, I'm sorry, but I don't hear anything wrong with this turntable. Have you tried checking your speaker cabling for..."
"My speaker cabling is perfect. I'd like to speak to your manager."
Steve had spoken to a lot of managers over the years. The Speaker City on Spring Road won't let him near any of the other customers. The Best Buy down the street won't even let him enter the building, but Steve doesn't care because as far as he's concerned, everything they sell makes the music sound like it's being played in a submarine.
The only place he's been going lately is Michael's Premium Audio on Rush Street, but even this relationship seems to be having its share of turmoil.
"Mister Steve... how nice to see you again. What can I help you with to-"
"I want a refund on this piece of crap, Ray."
"I'll see what I can do for you. What seems to be the problem?"
"I already demonstrated the problem for Helen Keller over here."
"Steve, there's no need to resort to namecalling. Johnny, go ahead and finish stocking the cabling in section four. I'll take care of this customer."
"Ray, I've got distinguished taste in audio and audio equipment. I don't care how much they keep pushing this digital garbage, the best quality audio still comes from pressed vinyl. The turntable has one purpose and that's to extract the audio out of the groove on the vinyl. Done correctly, it's a near perfect replication of the original performance. Done with a toy like this, I may as well have the song sung back to me by a six year old."
"Now that's a bit of an exaggeration."
"Listen to this. Do you hear that? That's the interference from an irregular power source. And that? The table weight isn't distributed evenly, so it creates that thump. Hear that? Thump... thump..."
"In all honesty, no, I don't hear any thump."
"Oh come on, it's right there! Thump... thump..."
"No, Steve, I don't hear your thump! Look, I'll give you a refund this time, but I can't have you coming in here every week and returning something else. We've got a business to run here and while you may not be satisfied with our products, there are a lot of folks who are. Have you tried going to Best Buy or Speaker City?"
"Garbage."
"Ok, whatever you say. Here's your refund and remember what I said. One other thing if you don't mind my asking... how did you ever develop this ear for quality?"
Steve left the store and returned to his empty home. He set his keys on the dining room table and then continued to the audio theater in his back room.
There was still an empty place on the shelf where he'd been planning on locating the new turntable. On the shelf below that was the turntable he had been trying to replace. Fifteen years ago it was the top of the line, but while it still worked reasonably well, it's time had passed.
On the shelf next to the equipment was the audio collection.
One vinyl LP.
One vinyl LP, that's it. No CDs. No cassette tapes. Nothing other than one single copy of The Beatles' "Rubber Soul".
He powered everything up, positioned the needle on the record, and began playing track two.
"I once had a girl,
Or should I say
She once had me.
She showed me her room,
Isn't it good?"
He closed his eyes and remembered the night he met her all those years ago. In his hand, he held the note she wrote him when she left.
The song continued.
"She asked me to stay and told me to sit anywhere,
So I looked around and I noticed there wasn't a chair.
I sat on a rug
Biding my time,
Drinking my wine.
We talked until two,
And then she said,
'It's time for bed'."
Steve remembered thinking how this song had been written only for them. They had joked about the lyrics that first night while they were sitting on her apartment floor. They talked, they laughed, and they sang this song together.
"She told me she worked in the morning and started to laugh,
I told her I didn't, and crawled off to sleep in the bath.
And when I awoke
I was alone,
This bird has flown,
So I lit a fire,
Isn't it good?"
That first night turned into a second night. The second night turned into a year and a year turned into twelve. Then twelve years turned into a note.
"Steve,
I'm sorry to write you this in a letter, but I don't have the strength to tell you in person. I can't go on living a stagnant life like this.
I want you to remember us the way we used to be, so I've left you one of my albums, one that reminds me of our happier times. Buy yourself a record player, listen to this, and remember me.
This bird has flown. You understand. I need to get out of the groove."
- VS -
Entry 2
I got a very odd piece of mail today.It was solid black, with no writing, and yet, there was the presidential seal in the top left corner of the letter.
"This doesn't make any sense," I thought to myself.
As I opened the letter with my mail opener, I noticed that the presidential seal was also on the top left corner of the paper.
"Oh if this is Bill's idea of a joke, I swear to god, I'm going to go to Starr right now," I murmured low enough so that the intern across from me couldn't hear me.
The letter only had one piece of information on it:
6374 McAfee Ave., Old Fisherman's Warf, 9pm.
As I walked down the hall to storm into Bill's office; I noticed that Jill was just leaving.
Oh great, now I have to wait 10 minutes for him to tidy up.
Hmm...I felt around my pocket.
Ohh my yo-yo.
It took me 2 goddamn months to learn how to walk the dog.
So I just sat there, twiddling my thumbs in between walks.
And just then, my fucking yo-yo started pissing on the Presidential Carpet.
"BAD YO-YO BAD!!!! That was imported here from Tunisia in 1803. BAD!!! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS CARPET IS WORTH?" I screamed at him.
Bill walked in on me just as I was about to give the yo-yo a backhand.
"No Al, don't. It doesn't know any better," he whispered to me as he took my hand.
"Alright. I think he understood what he did. Anyway, Bill, I got this weird piece of mail today. It had the presidential seal and all, but the letter was all black and all that was on the paper inside was an address," I told him.
"Al, I think you should follow the letter's order and go to that address," he said to me.
"What? Are you crazy?," I began to say, "What's the point of it?"
He thought for a second then spoke, "Listen Al. I'm a good friend of yours. We've been together for the past 8 years in this place. Just go."
I was outraged, "Why the hell should I go? I could get killed or something."
"GODDAMN AL, IF YOU DON'T GO I'LL FUCKING ASSASSINATE YOU. YOU KNOW THAT I HAVE ONE MORE LEFT!," he screamed.
Then he just winked and chased after Jill.
"Horny bastard," I thought to myself, "Ah what the hell, why not? I'll go."
I wasn't stupid; when I went to the address I brought two Secret Service men to watch my back.
As we entered the building I saw a few men just sitting down like they were expecting me.
And then Bill entered...he pulled out a pistol and shot the Secret Service men.
I was stunned.
"No one. No one must know about what will go on tonight. I am about to tell you a secret that is of the utter most secrecy. Ready?," he calmly spoke.
I nodded.
Bill began, "Alright. The elections that this nation holds every four years for the presidency don't mean shit. Now, stay with me here. The job of president is solely dependant upon your skill in Dance Dance Revolution. Governor Bush will arrive momentarily. You will play a best out of three against George. Winner is the new president, simple as that."
I was confused, "Wait, what about the Electoral College? That decides the presidency."
Bill started to frown, "Oh come on Al. You're smarter than this. The Electoral College was just created so that in the rare instance that the man who wins in DDR doesn't win the popular vote; we can still get him into office."
I simply couldn't believe this. The entire democracy that this nation was founded upon, worthless.
I had to ask why.
Bill nodded like a father does to his wayward child, "Al, Al, Al, its simple mathematics. Dance Dance Revolution kicks ass. So by simple logic, the president who kicks ass at DDR must kick ass himself. Duh!"
Just as Bill finished, George arrived in this huge 10 gallon hat and cowboy boots.
I had this in the bag. How the hell could he play this in cowboy boots?
Bill continued, "Now that George has arrived, I can introduce the committee that will oversee this competition."
"George Herbert Walker Bush"
"Howdy gentlemen," President Bush responded...
And then he winked at GWB.
"Hey hey, that's not fair," I screamed out loud, "they winked at each other. George must have known this ahead of time! No fair!"
George turned to me, "Al don't be crazy. I don't know what you're talking about."
"George," I said.
"Yea Al"
"You're humming a song, and look; you're moving your feet! Come on! You've even memorized the dance! This is not fair!"
George responded, "Now Al, don't get paranoid. Let's just do this."
Bill chimed in, "Thank you George. There is no conspiracy here Al. Now let's continue."
"Ronald Reagan"
"Hey, where are my car keys? Where am I?" said Reagan.
Bill simply chuckled, "Ha ha silly Reagan. You have Alzheimer's."
Reagan wouldn't stop, "You're boring me. Who are you?"
He progressed into a series of inaudible mumbles.
"Jimmy Carter"
Jimmy began to speak, "Now guys, how about we donate..."
Bill interrupted him, "Shut up Jimmy. No one cares about your goddamn houses and we aren't donating shit. We're rich. Sheesh."
"Gerald Ford"
"Gentlemen," Ford responded.
"And finally, since we needed to have an odd number on the panel; I invited this dude that creates these stupid games online. Plus he's a fatty, and we all love to make fun of the fatties. And uhh...he also looks like a retarded seal."
"It was Sunday, July 27th, 2008. James Dupont was found dead..." he began.
"SHUT UP. IF ITS NOT ONE OF YOUR STUPID GAMES, I DON'T WANNA KNOW ABOUT IT!" Bill screamed at the kid.
I almost felt sorry for him...but Bill was right; he did look like a retarded seal.
Bill, much calmer, began to speak again, "Oh right, I forgot to mention. The loser will be killed and replaced with a robot."
I instantly spoke up, "Wait, wait, wait. Dole is still alive."
"Well, he popped a few pills before the event and he suddenly said that he couldn't come. Something about rocks and cats. I don't remember. We all knew I would beat him anyway so it didn't matter," Bill explained, "Now let's begin boys."
Governor Bush looked at me and said, "Ladies first."
"Oh how mature George," I rebuked.
He smirked as we both got onto our respective footpad.
I hadn't played this in a long time. In fact, the long time I played it was when Tipper and I went to that swingers' party in Boise.
That was an interesting night.
The first song was difficult and I was rusty. This resulted in an easy victory for George as my dance gauge quickly depleted to 0.
"Har Har keyboard, microphone, ASSMONGER, where are we?" blurted Reagan after George's quick victory.
Bill spoke, "Ok Al, if George wins the next round, you're dead and he becomes president."
I nodded my head as a sign of understanding.
I lucked out in Round 2. It was the same song that I danced to at the swingers' party. For some reason, my feet moved to their own rhythm, ignoring any impulse coming from my brain. It was sweet harmony at its finest. The sweat, glistening down my forehead as the music pulsed through my body. It was simply divine.
I simply outlasted George.
I survived for one more round.
Bill stepped forward, "This is it boys. The final round. One will survive and become president, the other will be shot," he continued, "hey, hey, guys, did I just sound like Joe Rogan when I said that?"
"No," said Ford.
The 3rd round was DDR at its finest. During the middle of this, I finally understood; I understood why this was the way. It was perfect. If you could do this, you could overcome any obstacle. It was so clear to me. I was more focused than ever after this revelation.
And then it happened.
I slipped on the top key and fell, hitting my face flat on the screen. I could not recover. I had lost it; I was out of the groove I had created just moments before. I couldn't follow the song anymore. My dance gauge went down to zero in mere seconds.
I was done for. My final moments in life, reduced to this.
As Bill reached into his pocket for the gun I began to plead, "Oh Please Bill please. I've been your friend for too long now. I don't want to die here. Please, I won't say a word."
But Bill did not flinch, "On your knees, hands on the back of your head," he commanded.
I obliged.
Bill walked behind me; I just waited to hear the shot. I just hoped I didn't have to suffer.
And then, the trigger was pulled. I heard the click, but I was still alive.
I turned around and my face was instantly met with a face full of cum.
Bill started to laugh, "Haha bitch, you just got Houdini-ed."
Entry 1:
absolutes
bart
Bellebrown
Berty
Bigmike
BLITZKREIG_BOB
BobLobla
CaptainThorns
comicbookguy
Coyote
darko
Davros
doctorj24
Ducky
engine13
Fabit
jack11058
Jack_McCallum
JMG114
Kracka
loki
Magicaddict
MANICMOTHER
Method
MyNameIsTim
Razor
satchel
sebcharrot
spedmonkey
stevie_says
The_Yellow_Dart
thecaes
thorpe
TigerLilly
William_Q_Percy
34 eligible votes (35 total) *
Entry 2:
Adamdidit2u
b_badger
badassmofo
BillsSBChamps
blank_mind
bob
brokenlizard534
BuckeyesTHEGAME
c1ndy
Crystle
dodahdave
domenad
DonkeyOnTheEdge
ess-arr
FunnyAsCancer
Grownasskid
hollygolitely
indoninja
jgreening
joedaddy
JonnyX
kimmy02721
munkeypants
Natsukau
Pentameter
polyamorousaj
RandytheHelpfulPineapple
sg11588
Slovin
Snark
Stabkill
Viciousriffs
zakalwe
30 eligible votes (33 total) *
* Eligible votes are those made by users who had either (A) posted 3+ messages OR (B) written 100+ [lowered from 750+] reviews as of the beginning of the UberMadness! competition.
User Reviews
Submitted by bob (user info) at 2005-07-29 17:51:00 EDT (#)
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i know comedy is more subjective but i mean, its frustrating when so many say they want originality then vote for teh drama sauce.
Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2005-07-28 22:04:33 EDT (#)
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Tough luck, bob.
I've noticed something about writing in the process of reading all this UM stuff. And that is, comedy is HARD. Way harder to write than fiction and drama. It's easy to pull on the heartstrings man, but not so easy to tickle the funnybone. I think humour is just way more subjective -- a broken heart or a dead baby is sad to almost everyone, but a whoopee cushion or an insult doesn't have the same universal appeal.
Either that, or I have no sense of humour.
Submitted by bob (user info) at 2005-07-28 18:12:30 EDT (#)
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the masses always say they want originality and normal posts...
and then they always vote for the dramatic fiction.
why am i not suprised?
goddamn hypocrites!
ahhhhhhh
nice post bart.
Submitted by indoninja (user info) at 2005-07-28 11:35:35 EDT (#)
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Submitted by polyamorousaj (user info) at 2005-07-28 11:18:33 EDT (#)
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Magic 8 ball says #2.
Submitted by Razor (user info) at 2005-07-28 10:34:58 EDT (#)
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Submitted by CaptainThorns (user info) at 2005-07-28 09:50:31 EDT (#)
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Submitted by thorpe (user info) at 2005-07-28 09:48:29 EDT (#)
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I liked the premise about the perfect quality sound needed.
Submitted by brokenlizard534 (user info) at 2005-07-28 09:41:47 EDT (#)
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Submitted by ess-arr (user info) at 2005-07-28 09:09:48 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Pentameter (user info) at 2005-07-28 08:40:51 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Stabkill (user info) at 2005-07-28 03:14:28 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Viciousriffs (user info) at 2005-07-28 01:50:54 EDT (#)
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Submitted by RandytheHelpfulPineapple (user info) at 2005-07-28 00:52:32 EDT (#)
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entry one started off as an interesting piece and then finished too soon. Draw it out a bit man; make time to build your story to a climax that pops.
entry two was funny for the most part. There were some parts that I felt could have been altered because of flow issues.
Entry two gets the vote from me, even though I love rubber soul.
Submitted by dodahdave (user info) at 2005-07-28 00:44:55 EDT (#)
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I can't help myself.
I know I shouldn't. Sorry, author 1.
Submitted by The_Yellow_Dart (user info) at 2005-07-27 23:44:52 EDT (#)
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Submitted by MANICMOTHER (user info) at 2005-07-27 22:25:32 EDT (#)
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Submitted by domenad (user info) at 2005-07-27 21:20:05 EDT (#)
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First off, let me say #1 was excellent. HOwever, #2 had a totally different interpretation. I decided that originality is worth slightly more.
Submitted by domenad (user info) at 2005-07-27 21:19:06 EDT (#)
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Submitted by thecaes (user info) at 2005-07-27 20:54:13 EDT (#)
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Sigh.
Submitted by zakalwe (user info) at 2005-07-27 20:38:20 EDT (#)
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I wonder who wrote entry 2...
Submitted by sebcharrot (user info) at 2005-07-27 19:05:52 EDT (#)
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I think the 2 last words at the bottom of Entry 2's picture described it perfectly: random babble. A yo-yo pissing on a carpet, huh?
Submitted by bob (user info) at 2005-07-27 17:48:22 EDT (#)
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um...this isnt me.
sorry.
Submitted by kimmy02721 (user info) at 2005-07-27 16:10:48 EDT (#)
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Submitted by engine13 (user info) at 2005-07-27 15:20:47 EDT (#)
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Submitted by William_Q_Percy (user info) at 2005-07-27 13:57:28 EDT (#)
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Submitted by munkeypants (user info) at 2005-07-27 13:36:18 EDT (#)
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Submitted by jack11058 (user info) at 2005-07-27 12:33:25 EDT (#)
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getting a little tired of electro references.
Submitted by loki (user info) at 2005-07-27 10:24:41 EDT (#)
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Submitted by blank_mind (user info) at 2005-07-27 08:27:22 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2005-07-26 22:51:11 EDT (#)
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For pure creativity and the best use of a title yet, #2.. but #1 was very good.. I was gonna vote for it until I read the other
Why do all the good authors get matched against each other and the sucky authors the same? Wouldn't it be best to knock the sucky authors out in the first two rounds?
Submitted by MyNameIsTim (user info) at 2005-07-26 22:27:55 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-07-26 22:19:41 EDT (#)
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Submitted by BobLobla (user info) at 2005-07-26 17:10:53 EDT (#)
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BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2005-07-26 16:38:52 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Method (user info) at 2005-07-26 16:32:07 EDT (#)
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Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2005-07-26 16:29:47 EDT (#)
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The ending of #2 sucked like nothing ever sucked before.
Submitted by satchel (user info) at 2005-07-26 16:15:35 EDT (#)
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Submitted by BillsSBChamps (user info) at 2005-07-26 15:10:46 EDT (#)
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Author 2 CBG is a dummy head.
That is all.
Submitted by darko (user info) at 2005-07-26 14:45:27 EDT (#)
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filenames suck on both
Submitted by comicbookguy (user info) at 2005-07-26 14:28:46 EDT (#)
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author of entry 2: you are not funny.
Submitted by BillsSBChamps (user info) at 2005-07-26 13:23:04 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
You both did an awesome job but it's 1:30 and I started drinking already so ME LIKE FUNNY!
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2005-07-26 13:00:29 EDT (#)
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I voted for #2 because the main character in #1 was extremely unlikeable - I didn't care about him, so I didn't care about the post, either.
#2 was teh retarted fun!!!!
Submitted by Slovin (user info) at 2005-07-26 12:48:26 EDT (#)
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Submitted by doctorj24 (user info) at 2005-07-26 12:46:35 EDT (#)
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DDR sucks. Presidents are cool.
But #1 gets it. It was just ... better.
Submitted by Jack_McCallum (user info) at 2005-07-26 12:24:59 EDT (#)
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Thanks for that fresh, steaming shitpile, Author 2. You've forced me to vote for the nice but unexciting Entry #1.
Submitted by FunnyAsCancer (user info) at 2005-07-26 12:13:45 EDT (#)
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I counted at least 5 individual burns. That's a good amount of burns.
Submitted by Adamdidit2u (user info) at 2005-07-26 12:04:33 EDT (#)
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Submitted by sg11588 (user info) at 2005-07-26 10:12:37 EDT (#)
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Submitted by spedmonkey (user info) at 2005-07-26 09:36:47 (#)
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This is bart vs. bob. I guarantee it.
Submitted by DonkeyOnTheEdge (user info) at 2005-07-26 09:49:45 EDT (#)
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Number two, if you are who I think you are, you need fucking help.
Submitted by Bigmike (user info) at 2005-07-26 09:45:02 EDT (#)
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I'm not quite sure about number two.
Submitted by spedmonkey (user info) at 2005-07-26 09:36:47 EDT (#)
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This is bart vs. bob. I guarantee it.
Submitted by Magicaddict (user info) at 2005-07-26 09:20:59 EDT (#)
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Submitted by jgreening (user info) at 2005-07-26 09:14:00 EDT (#)
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I'm sorry, I really am. I liked #1, but fucking #2...
I swear to God, THAT is original.
Submitted by sg11588 (user info) at 2005-07-26 09:03:35 EDT (#)
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Submitted by JMG114 (user info) at 2005-07-26 08:50:43 EDT (#)
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No comment.
Submitted by b_badger (user info) at 2005-07-26 08:50:16 EDT (#)
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#1 was all emo and well, sappy, but not sappy good but more sappy like Mrs. Butterworth's. #2 was rand om, strange and with a golden closure. "A face full of cum". Boo-Yah.
Submitted by bob (user info) at 2005-07-26 08:46:36 EDT (#)
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Submitted by hollygolitely (user info) at 2005-07-26 08:27:23 EDT (#)
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Submitted by BuckeyesTHEGAME (user info) at 2005-07-26 08:24:57 EDT (#)
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ugh
Submitted by badassmofo (user info) at 2005-07-26 08:14:22 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-07-26 08:03:44 EDT (#)
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Tough that. Both where very good.
Submitted by Natsukau (user info) at 2005-07-26 07:35:33 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Grownasskid (user info) at 2005-07-26 07:15:42 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Coyote (user info) at 2005-07-26 07:05:53 EDT (#)
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#1 was elegant and well-written.
#2 was depressing. "My face was met with a face full of cum."? Back to junior high with you.
Submitted by Fabit (user info) at 2005-07-26 07:03:28 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
number one is cool. Number two is lame.
Submitted by absolutes (user info) at 2005-07-26 06:27:32 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Kracka (user info) at 2005-07-26 06:06:07 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Davros (user info) at 2005-07-26 06:03:33 EDT (#)
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Submitted by c1ndy (user info) at 2005-07-26 05:56:39 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Bellebrown (user info) at 2005-07-26 05:25:33 EDT (#)
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THAT was really quite good. Well done...
Submitted by bart (user info) at 2005-07-26 04:49:23 EDT (#)
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Submitted by Ducky (user info) at 2005-07-26 04:37:04 EDT (#)
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Submitted by stevie_says (user info) at 2005-07-26 04:18:14 EDT (#)
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As much as I enjoyed Entry Two, there was just something about One that drew me to it....
Submitted by joedaddy (user info) at 2005-07-26 04:17:39 EDT (#)
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