Tinkerertink69

Tinkerertink69
Location
New Albany, Indiana, USA
Birthday
July 16
Title
Guess? ;) okay, IT worker! God, you take all the fun out of this!
Company
House of Ill-Repute or casino...whichever floats your boat!
Bio
I am the lurker inside your closet, waiting for you to go to sleep, so I can sneak out and steal one of your socks from the drawer, drink your milk from the carton and then leave it out to spoil on the counter. I am the one who makes faces at you from behind your back, you know I'm there, you just can't catch me!! ~grin~ No seriously, I'm just a guy with no life. You're welcome to read about it. And laugh.

NOVEMBER 8, 2009 2:37AM

A Live Blog ---- I'm going to kill myself

Rate: 47 Flag

Yes my dearest friends and reader, Tink has gone suicidal.  Life has pushed him over the edge and here he is, sitting at the computer, ready to live blog his end.

Gather about as he begins his trip down death's road.  First off, I'm eating red meat, the bad kind, the ones your doctors tell you shouldn't eat.  Oh yeah, I'm doing it right now, mmmmm and it's fucking good.  Oh god, if I knew suicide was like this, I would have done it years ago.

I know what you're thinking, "Don't do it Tink! We love you! Well, maybe not love, more like lust after in that unholy breaking every commandment in the bible!"

Now, I'm eating cake, not that low sugar, no frosting cake, but the bad kind, the kind with rich chocolately frosting, mmmmm, sugar and fat, the two most guilty pleasures in the world, right next to masturbation and sex with sheep(My doctor, who now posts here, says masturbation can lead to Communism! ) 

Life without masturbation and porn is like a life without sunshine, who wants to live without sunshine?

Nobody! That's right.  Stupid doctors always saying, "To prolong your life, you must not eat this....etc. etc." Fuck that, who wants to prolong their life if they can't do the good stuff, or eat the bad stuff, or whatever.

So I'm ending my life, right now, I'm now drinking wine, not that stuff that is suppose to be good for you, give you a strong heart, but the bad stuff, the stuff that makes you drunk and lust after your cousin in that bibilical way.

Yeah, that bible is all about nailing your cousin or performing stuff on your sister but damn if you look at your neighbor's wife in a naughty way. Oh my.

Yes, I'm going to kill myself, don't try and stop me.  I figure if I do it right, I'll die in about 30 to 40 years.

Yeah, it's going to be a long blog.

While I wait for death's embrace, I did get a great Private Message --- it comes from David Mary or Mary David, who the fuck knows how she wants to say her name but damn if I ain't going to be rich before I kick the bucket!! Whoooooo!!


HELLO

I am David Mary a widow from Spain.I am married to Mr Bennett David who worked with Spain Embassy for seven years before he died .We were married for years without a child. He died after a brief illness that lasted for only two weeks. Before his death we were both born again Christians. Since his death I decided not to r e-marry or get a child outside my Matrimonial home which the Bible is against. When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of (5Million US dollars ) on the safe deposit box with the bank in abroad. Presently, this money is still deposited on the safe deposit box with the bank vault house .Recently; my Doctor told me that I would not last for the next few months due to health Problem. Though what disturbs me most is my stroke sickness. Having known my condition I decided to donate this Fund to church or better still a Christian individual that will utilize this money the way I am going to instruct here in. I want a church that will use these funds to fund churches, orphanages and widows propagating the word of God and to ensure that the house of God is maintained. The Bible made us to understand that blessed is the hand that giveth. I took this decision because I don't have any child that will inherit this Money and my husband relatives are not Christians and I don't want my husband's hard earned money to be misused by unbelievers. I don’t want a situation where this money will be used in an ungodly manner. Hence the reason for taking this bold decision. I am not afraid of death hence I know where I am going. I know that I am going to be in the bosom of the Lord. The lord he will fight my case and I shall hold my peace. I don't need any telephone communication in this regard because of my health and because of the presence of my husband's relatives around me always. I don't want them to know about this development. With God all things are possible As soon as I receive your reply I shall give you the contact of the BANK in abroad I will also issue you a letter of authority that will prove you as the original- beneficiary of this Fund. I want you and the church to always pray for me because the lord is my shepherd. My happiness is that I lived a life of a worthy Christian. Whoever that wants to serve the Lord must serve him in spirit and truth. Please always be prayerful all through your life. Any delay in your reply will give me room in sourcing for a church or Christian individual for this same purpose. Please assure me that you will act accordingly as I stated herein Hoping to hearing from you soon. I have set aside 30% for you and for your time and 10% for any expenses if there is any then remaining balance for the word of God. Remain blessed in the name of the Lord. Here is my email address david_mary81@yahoo.com
Yours in GOD,
Mary David

I'd like to take credit for the spacing, it looks like Tink wrote the damn thing doesn't it?
But I can't! That's how it came to me, long and no spaces. 
But I'll respond anyways, as I am a Christian fellow, or a Church of Satan demon, or something, whichever gets me laid, I shall be, all praise to whomever will suck me off and call me Sam.
But I digress.
My response: 
Dearest David, or Mary, by the way, what do you want me to call you? You can call me Sam as long as you pay me!
I am sorry you are without child and your dear husband was killed by those bastards at the Spainish Embassy.  My own dear beloved Sankya was killed by the bastards of the Red Army in our beloved country of Hankawinja, Mexico during the Rice Wars.
There is not a day I do not wake up and cry, "Viva La Revolution!" in thought of my sweet Sankya, who died in my arms, her blood soaking into my white shirt that I wore when I picked the coffee beans in the hot, hot sun of Hankawinja, Mexico, during the Rice Wars.
That horrible, horrible war, it would kill my entire family, including our son Phillipe, named after my grandfather, who was killed the next day after my son and after my wife, but not before my sister, who was like my brother after the surgery.
Anyways, I am sorry that you have decided not to get a child, I bet you are a fast runner and could catch one quite easily. I tried after my sweeet love of my life, Sankya, died there in my arms, but with the blood, it made it hard to catch a child so I decided maybe it wasn't right for a single man to tried to get a child so soon after his beloved died, right there in his arms, the tears, they were falling down my cheeks, and I was boohooing but it was a manly boohoohooing as only men should boohoohoo!
I will use the money in a Christian way, first I will buy a lot of land in my native Mexico where I shall grow the finest loco weed in all  the world. I will name it Jesus Christ, after a good friend of mine, Jesus E'Christ. 
You may have heard of him, he's pretty famous, in some book I think, El Bible or something I think is the title.
I then shall buy me lots of people to console me in my grief and lead me to the Christian way in which you speak.  In my country, we call these angels of mercy, Prostitutes, and I will have many as I am so in need of grief release.
I will also build a church in your honor, it will be called El Casino De Mary El David and it will be huge, with parking in the rear and liquor in the front, as I know you must like. 
After all that, there should be enough to take the Lord's name in vain as you wish.  Then, hopefully, you can kick the bucket, as they say in your country, and you can be with your husband and have ghost sex, and maybe some anal, whatever floats the boat,
Your friend in Jesus,
Bob X. Williams

I hope she responds before I die.
Good night and have a better tomorrow!

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He/she messaged me too! That bastard/bitch!

Put the cake down, Tinky.
Messaged me too. Hope I beat you to the riches...were there any?
As for the cake and frosting and wine....DON'T DO IT! You could also get GASSY!!!
I haven't read the post yet, but I just wanted to say; Yay! I've been waiting for years to witness a suicide live online, and now's my chance. Let me get some popcorn and I'll come back and read about why and how you're going to off yourself; I'd go with death by blow job if I were you.
I like your version of dying Tink - true to your word as always. :)
You BASTARD. How many faux suicides does this make now? The sad thing is that I keep believing that "OK, this time it's for real." Here I find myself again though, knowing you've not got a noose around your neck or have just swallowed a bunch of Drano.
holy shit - for a minute I misread and thought you had been married to SANJAYA ... eeek!
Please Please Tink, PM me... maybe I can help.
Just calm down. Are you in a state where you dont know anyone? Are you in dangers? I will talk on the phone all night and save you.

You don't know where you are? A whorehouse somewhere?

Can you look out the window and read the street signs? Does your phone have GPS? I will send a mob of OS peoples in flak jackets that will surround the place, they will break you out and then you can go to Newfoundland and hunt seals as soon as the ice freezes. How are you with a club?
Do it you bastard. You're dead to me already anyway. You haven't PMed me for ages, and I know you've been seeing your wife again. DO IT.
I concur with everything you have said here. Of course, it helps that I am drunk on great Pinot Gris wine and fine BC sensimilla. I'm also listening to Boz Scaggs' Lowdown. How old does that make me? Oh yeah, I also ate red meat tonight. Whoo hoo baby! I'm on a roll.
Natalie, no way, I'm eating it and I'm going to like it! WOOOO!! ;)

Damn it, that he/she seems to be messaging a lot of people on here!! CRAP!!! :-( ;)

Aftershock, who cares, gassy or not, I'm eating the cake and drinking the wine and damn, I don't think there's going to be any riches, ~pout~, s/he is just spamming everyone!! WAAAAA!! There should be a way to report people like this on Open!! :-( ~giggle~

nana, I'm going to eat red meat, drink wine, eat cake, get blowjobs and just off myself that way!! Oh yeah, bring me some popcorn too! WOOOOO! ;)

Kate, thank you very much, I'm a tink of my word!! ~nodding~

nana, ~:( If it means anything, I'm sitting here naked, listening to Disturb, while drinking wine, and viewing very naughty porn! ~boohoohoo~

1_irrated_mother, ~crying real tears~ That'd just be too weird even for me!! ;)

rita, no way, I won't accept any help, I'm making a ham sandwich right now, with real cheese, mayo, and white bread! No vegies except for maybe a dill pickle!! :-'( ~grin~

Ablonde, I'm pretty good with a club. Mmmmm, baby seal, I haven't had a baby seal since I was a child!! ~tears~

Drew, ~tears~ Nobody loves me anymore, my wife left me last night for a hockey player and a night court judge and three strippers all named Wilma!!

~weeping~ I'm going to do it right now, I'm going to stay up all night and watch pornos!! Yeah!! Yea!! And then live blog about it, right here, on Open!!!

Where it won't get even noticed by the Folks up in the Ivory Tower, so I'll go play in traffic!!

~crying even more~
emma peel, welcome to the Open Suicide Club. ;)
Just PM me your phone number and I'll get the OS phone tree going, we'll talk you up to this.

You are beautiful and sooo talented. Everyone here loves you sooo much, for no good reason, but but but, we do!
Want some ganache?
You're a fool Nanatehay. Ganache is a kind of anal lubricant, made from aloe and whale blubber and rosemary extract, used by natives in the Azores before the Spanish exterminated them.
Trey - Ha! Excellent!
Nobody loves me, they all hate me, cause I'm better looking than they are. ~crying real tears~

:-(

Sure, I'll have some Ganache!! Yeah, I had to google it but isn't that what Google is for? That and looking for naughty pictures!

Also, anyone wanting to talk to me can call me at 1-800-wet-teen, just ask for Sandy. I can pass for an 18 year old high school cheerleader. Pffffft.

99 cents a minute and I'll talk dirty to you. About pigs playing in the mud.

*TEARS*

I love you all.
LOL! Thanks for a great end to my day! I ate lots of cake and even a pumpkin doughnut today so I am assured of going quickly. Possibly in the next 15 yrs so I'm very glad to have read your post tonight before ...dun dun dun! ....the end! Rated and giggled at!
Sorry I got the letter, too, and already have check in hand - all I have to do now is send them one of my checks!!! I can't wait to be rich!!!!!!!! I'll buy you a steak, Tink!
ramblin_rose, pumpkin donuts!!! I knew I forgot something!! ;)

Kyle D, ahhh thanks, I luvs steak!! ~nummy nummy~ ;)
Tink, I got all scared reading your headline. I was so frightened that I went to bed without reading the post. Then I had insomnia. This proves that there is a god who is righteous and wrathful and who wants us to read your posts.

I am reading your post now. Can I be the soloist in your church? I can sing "Amazing Grace" to the tune of "Gilligan's Island." Let me know if you want an audition tape.
If Cindy Ross promises to sing then maybe you should go through with it Tink--- I will smear you with ganache first if that helps.
Cindy, ~real tears in my eyes~ Yes, you can sing at the church at my funeral. It'll be a lovely service, naked service wenches and naked douches of men will serve as ushers, or whatever they call those folks who seat folks at churches, whores I think? ~more tears~

I'm sorry to have kept you awake with thoughts of my suicide, now go back to bed, and have dreams about uh, my wedding??? NO, wait, that's even worse!! ~TEARS~

Ablonde, I'm thinking about doing it quicker if Cindy will sing, and if nana will do his impression of Richard Nixon for the 'Final Words on Tink'.

And Natalie will say, "Goodday mate!" and bring in a couple of wombats and maybe a roo or two.

~even more tears~

My funeral is going to be the coolest thing to hit the airwaves since, well, Elvis' pelvis!!

;)
IT will be soo much fun to plan. We can make it all very tasteful but sleazy too. If you want you don't have to die all the way. Some blowfish toxin can make you like a zombie, the undead. YOu'll be able to enjoy your own funeral! You'll be only one who'll know that you're not really all the way dead.

I'll recite an edgar allan poe poem, fitting I think.
tinkerbelle, i don't have the emotional energy to read this, but you cannot kill yourself before i do. you told people waaay back that we have a thang and maybe this is our thang. :) i'm in major PTSD mode now, not at all good. so i had to come here and make sure that you are still here. don't make me do it again. i have some crying and sobbing and hysteria to do. im' busy. love love love
Ablonde, a wonderful idea, that way, I can sit up after the poison wears off, and go, HEY EVERYBODY, WHAT A WONDERFUL TIME, WE SHOULD DO IT AGAIN SOMETIME!

And I could just wander off!! ;)

Theo, *hug* Sorry, not offing myself off the quick way though, going to take the long road for my suicide, lots of red meat and bad wine and girls named Dizzy and Tat!! ;)
Tink, you stupid bastard, you can't kill yourself that way, you have to throw yourself in the Ohio river but before you do, write a note that says, "I'm off to see my grannie!" who everyone knows kicked the bucket in 1932!!!!

Leave no corpse, is what I say, and let the big catfish have a good meal of kitty cat! Give your life some meaning.

I know because I'm a doctor!!

P.S.

Thanks for the mention peterhead!!!! Remember, your exam is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. Don't be late!
You're so right Doc! :-( I'm off to the river now......~boohoohoo~
could you repeat that? I read it and I missed it. so give to me 2 sentenses that sum it all up. short, drunk, attention span theateer guy ...........ps dont do it because you made me laugh 4 times............vbasdfghj' bdj.... the 30 year plan works for me
I had pizza and pie last night...I drank so much wine when I was a witch a week ago that I have been refraining...got $50 at the tiki bar for being a witch though...here is the letter I got last night...

DEAR VALUED COSTOMER/ CODE: AWB33XZS

We wish to inform you that the diplomatic agent conveying the consignment box valued the sum of $3.6 Million United States Dollars misplaced your address and he is currently stranded at your International airport now. You are advice to reconfirm the following informations below so that he can ableto deliver your consignment box to your doorstep today.

NAME: ====================================
ADDRESS: =================================
MOBILE NO.:===============================
NAME OF YOUR NEAREST AIRPORT:=============
A COPY OF YOUR IDENTIFICATION :==============

Please do contact the diplomatic agent with the above email below with the informations required.
Contact Person : AGENT DONALD PARKER
EMAIL;{donaldparker1@live.com}

He is waiting to hear from you today with the informations.
NOTE : The Diplomatic agent does not know that the content of the consignment box is $3.6 Millions United States Dollars and on no circumstances should you let him know the content. The consignments was moved from here as family treasures, so never allow him to open the box.

DR. FREDRICK SANCHEZ (FOREIGN DELIVERY DEPARTMENT DHL BENIN)
DHL CARGO DELIVERY OFFICE BENIN DU REPUBLIC,
Phone Line: +229-98-283-043

Tinky Tink, I already have a box that is my family treasure so I'm not responding...I do expect an invitation to your funeral though...
Phew, Kertink! I haven't had my coffee yet! Wow! I drove yesterday. Don't they say that most accidents occur right near one's house or something? I must have a death wish. And I need to take a shower. You know, the place where most accidents occur at home? If I sit here on my couch and don't bathe, and comment on Open Salon, you'll know I'm okay. Scratch scratch...
Tink, I think you've struck a chord. Maybe we should have OS Suicide Sunday morning where we post live suicide notes while we eat stacks of pancakes with real maple syrup, and wack-off or get blow-jobs for those who get lucky enough to die lucky.
OK, so I'm reading along and suddenly you're talking about me!
"Life without masturbation and porn is like a life without sunshine, who wants to live without sunshine?"
I got that piece of crap, too, and you, Tink, are one fuckin' funny guy!
My guess is that check is in the mail right now! Sorry about the suicide. Are you dead yet? You don't have to answer if you are.
Here's a copy of the history of my exchanges with David Mary, or Mary David, or whoever it is, so far:

Am in china now recived treatment in the hopital i dont known how you can help me.Please i need your assistance.May GOD Bless You And your family.

Umbrellakinesis wrote >>
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I'll just mail you the cash. What's your address?


david mary wrote >>
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Thanks for reply me back.please i will need your email address to give you the detail to send to the bank so that they can release the money to you.And please i will want you to used the money with the instrution i listed in the first mail.hope to here from you soon.(david_mary81@yahoo.com)


Umbrellakinesis wrote >>
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Sure. I'll give you a million dollars. Just tell me where to send it.


david_mary81@yahoo.com
david mary wrote >>
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HELLO

I am Mary David a widow from Spain...


According to the above, Mary David is now in China! Perhaps this is a version of "Carmen Sandiego"...?

Stay tuned for the next spine-tingling installment!
Tink, my hat's off to you. You have to be the only guy I know who can make killing one's self sound like fun. Move over and let me join you. How about passing me some of that red meat?

Rated.
Damn, you get the best spam. I must be doing something wrong.

Oh, and don't do it Tinkie. We'd be lost here without you.
I loved this. My youngest daughter, when she was about 12, gave me the best prospective about living longer through avoiding hedonism of all forms. The problem is, those years you are living longer are nowhere near as enjoyable as the years eating ice cream, cake, and red meat would have been.
Your response was fantastic, and made me cry.
Your suicide plan is excellent. Bravo!

Rated!
This is madness Tink. Don't you know it's against the law to kill yourself. They could throw your rotting corpse in prison where they would pass you around like a bottle of cheap wine. But, that might be a good thing!
Hilarious commentary!
You may want to re-think that red meat...I have heard that it can contribute to kidney stones in men...and besides...don't you want to share such a feast with your friends? I'll bring the A-1.
I committed suicide last week. It's not so bad here in Hell. Food's a bit spicy, but so are the women.
R
Speaking of spam, I ate a big plateful of it, along with a dozen links of blood sausage all washed down by a quart of buttermilk while going over your suicide menu. Looks healthy to me.
Death by cake you are a freaky droll I'd say! T.Y. for laughes this Sunday. My doctor tells me I must eat only things that will not affect my blood sugar, HBP, or cholesterol so air and water it is, maybe some dust for variety. WTF!
I didn't get that message. I feel left out. I don't have cake either. I feel even more left out. Don't die though Tink. Ever.
I feel left out. No one ever writes me and makes offers with large monies to send them my private information....Damn Those spam blockers! :)
cake doesn't go with drano. or ganache. but with a nice bordeaux? oh, yes.
Put down that cake lest Humpty Dumpty fall of the fence of good/bad sugar! I like your response to mary david mary. I used to love to tease them by making them think I was falling for their shit and stringing them along for days. But yours is way better! lol!
oh wow it just occured to me that you may want to keep that red meat and sugar thing hush hush or you could end up getting a house call from the poster child/cover doc. Oh the horror!
blinddog, ;) You're welcome for the laugh. I giggled all the way through it!! ;)

Leonde, wait, if he's already at the airport, why does he need to know where the nearest airport is? No wonder he's lost!!!

;') You're on the invite list for the funeral!! ~nodding~

C.K. Yeah, I took a shower today too, rebel!! I even dropped the soap!! Giggle!! ;)

Patton, I think it's a grand idea. From now on, Sunday will be Suicide Day. Live blog the event!! ;)

Life is good, I try to mention you at least once every post!! ;)

Michael, I am now dead, Heaven is pretty cool, there's fire everywhere, it smells like sulfer and there's these guys in red jammies and holding pitchfork. I'm guessing Hell is Greek for Heaven, cause that's what the sign said over the entrance. ~;)

Umbrellakinesis, damn, China, Spain, that chickee gets around!! ;)

Torman, red meat for ya, and whatever else. Yes, it's good to kill yourself!! ;)

JK Brady, ahhhh, but I must, there's still plenty of time for making people laugh, by showing them pics of myself naked.

;)

Mary, damn right!! Who wants to live that long if you're stuck eating all the good stuff that tastes like dried dirt!! PFFFFT!! :)

Andy, ~taking a bow~ Thank you!! ;)

scanner, that's my dream death and how my corpse shall be used. Either that or medical experiments involving my rectum, I'm proud of my rectum!! ~:D

Duaneart, thank you, I try!! :)

tai, I'll leave the front porch light on for ya!! ;)

john, so you're in the same place I am? Damn!! ;)

Stim, so does yours!! WOOOO!! :)

cave_canem, pffft on that. If folks were meant to eat dirt and stuff, it would have tasted good. ~nodding~ :)

GJI Penguin, I want to live forever, or die trying!! ~nodding~ :)

I'll start forwarding the messages on to you, so you don't feel left out. :)

Lunchlady 2, I'll add you too to the 'Give me money' list. I'm not sure how I got so popular with these folks, but they sure do like sending me messages. Woooo! :)

femme, but Google says drano goes with everything!! :( ~grin~
apache, it's okay, I got my own doctor, plus he's a proctologist, way better than a gynecologist!!!

Not sure why, but Dr. C tells me that's how it is, and it must be right, he's a doctor!! ;)
Dear TNT 69:

How could you consider committing suicide from red meat, when you've just received such a lucky message from the person whose husband was killed by the Spanish Embassy? And can you tell me why you have such luck in getting such fantastic spam messages, when I haven't been contacted by a Nigerian in months, except for those phony Microsoft alert messages?
old new lefty, there, there, it's okay, I have added you to the SpamMyAss(or SMA) list. For some reason, your name was left off, but not anymore.

You should start getting twenty to thirty messages in about a week.

Thank you for writing.

;)
tink - you know how much i adore you. but this title gave me panic! funny to read, but that title. no good for the faint of heart.
jane, I sorry, but it got some hits!! ;)

I know, I know, hahah in the article, but pffft on the title. :-( ;)
"Life without masturbation and porn is like a life without sunshine, who wants to live without sunshine?" you write. Also, who the hell wants to live without red meat? I never get any e-mails like this. I must have my "Do Not Disturb" sign on my inbox. Both of them.
The Open Suicide Club - at last a place where I belong!
O'Really? Take down those signs and become one with the Spam!! ;)
Harry's Ghost, come join us, membership is free, can't beat the price!! ;)
Damn them Spanish! I wonder if they used the comfy cushions?
Well, if you're gonna go, it should be death by cholesterol.
You've gone to fucking far now! You fake, everyone around her knows it's doing chickens right after you cut their heads off that causes communism, or masturbating while watching Ann Coulter reruns over and over, feel it now....sheesh
I haven't got that one, but a number of people want me to deposit large sums of their money (in $US) in my account, to await instruction. A couple of Nigerians and now someone in Iraq that found a bunch of Saddam's money.

This will all go to corrupt, murdering dictators if I don't help, but....
I don't have time. So, Tink.... I'll forward.

Plus, I imagine you could use some male enhancement, so I forward that critical information as well. Plus, why take chances with wood? Only the best, name brand, pills, complete with consultation (15 seconds with a real doctor) can be yours.

It also seems like some really attractive women from less developed countries are looking for you, so I can also forward that.

Hell, I'll just forward my entire email account!

You will then go to hell, dead but rich, happy, with an erection that will last you well into the next life.
Well, shoot. I was CERTAIN I was going to be able to read this ONE post from you without seeing anything that would make me blush... (Oh sure, I mean, I thought I might feel sad for you or something, but after all, it's about DEATH - YOURS! - so I just figured...I dunno...) Anyway. I read. I blushed. I don't feel sad. I was WRONG all the way around!
Cymraeg, only the finest cushions were used. Still sad, but very comfy!! :)

odetteroulette, oh my yes!! :)

older, eeek!! Those are just plain wrong!! ~Boohoohoo~ ;)

Nick, damn it, I get those already, there's a whole village in Nigeria who are waiting for my responses so they can fill my bank accounts up to over flowing.

But I'll take what I can get!! Whooo!! ;)

Outside Myself, I'm sorry, my next few posts will be sad, about my love life. You can cry then and not blush.

What? :)
x.x I wish I got letters like that.
Todd, just stick around, you'll get them!! ;)