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Apparently the US is pushing hard to ban burning the flag. As a filthy American, I would like to weigh in on this matter.
Burning the flag falls under that funny little part of the Constitution that talks about freedom of speech. If you ban burning the flag, you take away part of my freedom of speech, and from there it's a slippery slope to banning all forms of speech that are anti-government or considered 'dangerous.' Woohoo! Welcome to communist China, komrade!
I've never burnt an American flag, probably because I've never burnt anything purposely. But if they pass this absurdity, I'm going out and getting me a flag to burn on principle.
Oh, and shut up Orrin Hatch. You have a stupid name and stupid ideas. I mean: "Burning, urinating, defecating on the flag - this is not speech. This is offensive conduct." No, it's called protest against the values that the US holds dear. The flag represents military dictatorship, oppression, and the invasion of sovereign nations. Not to mention Presidential stupidity, corruption, nation-wide ignorance and apathy, and the ostrich-like tendency for Americans to avoid thinking about anything unpleasant like other countries that hate them for the kinds of stunts their government is constantly pulling.
Plus, the American flag is ugly as sin and deserves any kind of modification you can think of. For instance: http://suicidegirls.com/members/ValCapone/pics/50753/1/
Burning the flag falls under that funny little part of the Constitution that talks about freedom of speech. If you ban burning the flag, you take away part of my freedom of speech, and from there it's a slippery slope to banning all forms of speech that are anti-government or considered 'dangerous.' Woohoo! Welcome to communist China, komrade!
I've never burnt an American flag, probably because I've never burnt anything purposely. But if they pass this absurdity, I'm going out and getting me a flag to burn on principle.
Oh, and shut up Orrin Hatch. You have a stupid name and stupid ideas. I mean: "Burning, urinating, defecating on the flag - this is not speech. This is offensive conduct." No, it's called protest against the values that the US holds dear. The flag represents military dictatorship, oppression, and the invasion of sovereign nations. Not to mention Presidential stupidity, corruption, nation-wide ignorance and apathy, and the ostrich-like tendency for Americans to avoid thinking about anything unpleasant like other countries that hate them for the kinds of stunts their government is constantly pulling.
Plus, the American flag is ugly as sin and deserves any kind of modification you can think of. For instance: http://suicidegirls.com/members/ValCapone/pics/50753/1/
Warning: this has been partially cross-posted from diaryland. Yes, I am a nerd with an online diary. Chut up!
I am now the resident Bitch Lady (actual title) of a local sketch comedy troupe that goes by the moniker 'Dancing Cock Brothers.' It seemed somehow fitting for a smutty girl like me, and I've got nothing better to do than boss around 5 guys, look for props, try to drum up some cash, and invite everyone I know to their show on the 30th (9pm at Club One; tickets only $10, bring a friend, bring a lover, bring money for BOOZE!).
Well, yeah, I could be making some fucking MONEY, but as nobody in the world who has access to cash is calling or emailing me back, I'm not sure how that's supposed to work. And the idiot who keeps harassing me about being on the masthead of my magazine just sent me a totally retarded email replying to my question about whether he had any ability to get a discount on advertising at the local paper he works for. He asked me what I wanted to advertise, and I replied 'the magazine.' He wrote back 'thanks for that pithy and non-obvious response. i meant what SPECIFICALLY...?'
Um... what specifically do I want to advertise? MY FUCKING MAGAZINE, YOU DIMWITTED MUMBLECRUST!!
I told him I had a pdf if that was what he was asking. Otherwise, he's getting a foot in the crotch next time we cross paths.
I spent most of my weekend going to lame fringe shows, drinking with two of the DCBs, and not getting fucked (mmm, yeast infection!). Now I just have to find out where the heck these guys rehearse so I can attend said rehearsal this evening. Oh! And the ConU co-op bookstore contacted me about selling the mag on consignment over there. Sounds good to me!
Note to creepy old men: do not say hi to me in the library. In fact, do not say hi to me at all. I neither know nor *want* to know you, mmmkay? Yes, my hair is blue. And pink. Please go down on yourselves in the men's bathroom now and leave me alone.
I am now the resident Bitch Lady (actual title) of a local sketch comedy troupe that goes by the moniker 'Dancing Cock Brothers.' It seemed somehow fitting for a smutty girl like me, and I've got nothing better to do than boss around 5 guys, look for props, try to drum up some cash, and invite everyone I know to their show on the 30th (9pm at Club One; tickets only $10, bring a friend, bring a lover, bring money for BOOZE!).
Well, yeah, I could be making some fucking MONEY, but as nobody in the world who has access to cash is calling or emailing me back, I'm not sure how that's supposed to work. And the idiot who keeps harassing me about being on the masthead of my magazine just sent me a totally retarded email replying to my question about whether he had any ability to get a discount on advertising at the local paper he works for. He asked me what I wanted to advertise, and I replied 'the magazine.' He wrote back 'thanks for that pithy and non-obvious response. i meant what SPECIFICALLY...?'
Um... what specifically do I want to advertise? MY FUCKING MAGAZINE, YOU DIMWITTED MUMBLECRUST!!
I told him I had a pdf if that was what he was asking. Otherwise, he's getting a foot in the crotch next time we cross paths.
I spent most of my weekend going to lame fringe shows, drinking with two of the DCBs, and not getting fucked (mmm, yeast infection!). Now I just have to find out where the heck these guys rehearse so I can attend said rehearsal this evening. Oh! And the ConU co-op bookstore contacted me about selling the mag on consignment over there. Sounds good to me!
Note to creepy old men: do not say hi to me in the library. In fact, do not say hi to me at all. I neither know nor *want* to know you, mmmkay? Yes, my hair is blue. And pink. Please go down on yourselves in the men's bathroom now and leave me alone.
I went to see Douglas Coupland's show, Super City, at the CCA last night. Me and my Special Guest got to sit in the second row, and I think I saw Josey Vogels, though I'm not sure. But it was an event with tickets given away by The Hour, so it probably was her.
I was there, representing Indie Smut with my low-cut tank top and Black Heart button. (You can have one if you ask verrrry nicely. I have about 5 left. First come, first served.) Special Guest told me he was ogling my cleavage and wanted to know if I'd ever fucked in a museum. Sadly, I had to both a) answer no and b) decline his offer to do so on the orange beanbag chairs they had scattered about cus I have a crappy yeast infection. EW!
Monistat 1, work your freakin' magic. Oh, and here's a question: why do all the anti-itch creams supposedly made for vaginas say 'for external use only'? Cus to me, the vagina qualifies as an internal area, making their creams TOTALLY USELESS! Am I wrong?
I need to go talk to a comedian/waiter now. So long, library!
P.S. What does it take to get a testimonial around here?
I was there, representing Indie Smut with my low-cut tank top and Black Heart button. (You can have one if you ask verrrry nicely. I have about 5 left. First come, first served.) Special Guest told me he was ogling my cleavage and wanted to know if I'd ever fucked in a museum. Sadly, I had to both a) answer no and b) decline his offer to do so on the orange beanbag chairs they had scattered about cus I have a crappy yeast infection. EW!
Monistat 1, work your freakin' magic. Oh, and here's a question: why do all the anti-itch creams supposedly made for vaginas say 'for external use only'? Cus to me, the vagina qualifies as an internal area, making their creams TOTALLY USELESS! Am I wrong?
I need to go talk to a comedian/waiter now. So long, library!
P.S. What does it take to get a testimonial around here?
I have (oh, god!) a plan.
It involves faux American Apparel ads (in case you've been living under a rock, they look like this: http://americanapparel.net/gallery/photocollections/models/index.html ). Or just ads that promote my magazine and feature me semi-nude. Whee!
Unfortunately the picture quality on these are FOR SUCKS, but this is only because SG refuses to allow my über high-quality, über huge photo files. Nevertheless, you should check them out here: http://suicidegirls.com/members/ValCapone/pics/50753/1/
It involves faux American Apparel ads (in case you've been living under a rock, they look like this: http://americanapparel.net/gallery/photocollections/models/index.html ). Or just ads that promote my magazine and feature me semi-nude. Whee!
Unfortunately the picture quality on these are FOR SUCKS, but this is only because SG refuses to allow my über high-quality, über huge photo files. Nevertheless, you should check them out here: http://suicidegirls.com/members/ValCapone/pics/50753/1/
Yep. It looks like I'm gonna go ahead and sell my panties for cash, somewhere here. Which means La Senza should really get it together and create a panty card with 10 for the price of 9, the way they have one for bras. Like, hello?
Now my only questions are these:
1. What the hell does it mean to have sex in your panties? How long do they need to stay on, exactly, cus you can't really have decent penetration if they're on the whole time...
2. Why would anyone *want* pee in their undies? And if you're gonna add piss as a special touch, why not skid marks? Isn't that equally erotic (or non-erotic, as the case may be)?
Ah, the weird wide world of selling your body, sex, or some fantasy involving the two on the interweb.
P.S. Newbie_geek and I got iMarried. (That'd make him my Imaginary Husband, which is sorta like being an Imaginary Girlfriend, only with more cock.) You, too, can get non-bindingly hitched at LiveWed.com. Virtual honeymoon to follow. Virtual gifts welcome.
P.P.S. Okay, WTF does a Suicide Girl have to type to get the freaking picture to show up here? I've tried eeeeeeverything, and all I get is that box with a ? in it! I give up! Just go here! http://suicidegirls.com/members/ValCapone/pics/50753/1/
P.P.S.S. Testimonialize me! Testify! I did it for you... [pouts]
Now my only questions are these:
1. What the hell does it mean to have sex in your panties? How long do they need to stay on, exactly, cus you can't really have decent penetration if they're on the whole time...
2. Why would anyone *want* pee in their undies? And if you're gonna add piss as a special touch, why not skid marks? Isn't that equally erotic (or non-erotic, as the case may be)?
Ah, the weird wide world of selling your body, sex, or some fantasy involving the two on the interweb.
P.S. Newbie_geek and I got iMarried. (That'd make him my Imaginary Husband, which is sorta like being an Imaginary Girlfriend, only with more cock.) You, too, can get non-bindingly hitched at LiveWed.com. Virtual honeymoon to follow. Virtual gifts welcome.
P.P.S. Okay, WTF does a Suicide Girl have to type to get the freaking picture to show up here? I've tried eeeeeeverything, and all I get is that box with a ? in it! I give up! Just go here! http://suicidegirls.com/members/ValCapone/pics/50753/1/
P.P.S.S. Testimonialize me! Testify! I did it for you... [pouts]
Stirring up trouble?
http://suicidegirls.com/girls/Distance/photos/Army+Girl/page18/
Maybe... but really, why pose with a prop you find distasteful? Shock value has never really been reason enough for me. If you want to do the opposite of what is expected, do something ironic. Do something new. Do something that pushes the envelope of what you find comfortable. But don't just do the cliché.
That's my 2 cents, anyway. What do you guys and dolls think?
http://suicidegirls.com/girls/Distance/photos/Army+Girl/page18/
Maybe... but really, why pose with a prop you find distasteful? Shock value has never really been reason enough for me. If you want to do the opposite of what is expected, do something ironic. Do something new. Do something that pushes the envelope of what you find comfortable. But don't just do the cliché.
That's my 2 cents, anyway. What do you guys and dolls think?
Let's do a little math here... If the cheapest SG membership is $4 a month... times 12 months of the year... that's $48 per year. Not much. But if there are really 150,000 members... that's $7,200,000 per year.
Wow. I'll let you make of that what you will.
Wow. I'll let you make of that what you will.
How much time spent on this website = too much time? I think there was something I was supposed to do today... what was it?
Well, SG doesn't want me as a model, but at least I've got this free membership. To make the most of it, I will now refer you to my pet project, the awesome and smutty Black Heart Magazine. Read the online version today, buy the hard copy for tomorrow. Soon to be famous, or at least infamous. Dig it.
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