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**** you UB!

I friggin love you guys. I'm doing my best to keeps tabs on my JF pizzeeps. Between working a ****ty job at TriBeCa Whole Foods, fulltime grad school schedule, a graduate assistantship, a research assistantship, and other nonsense, I'm hard-pressed (or just hard) to find time to post. Seems like there's a lot of new posters that are way too friggin serious, but I am relieved to see my boys still got love for ewe-bee. I'll be in SLC next week, if anyone wants to do ****.


<3

I find no humor in life, posting on poster board thingy's, or in the Jazz.
Jazz is my life.
Stop joking about my life.
This is not jelly, this is serious.
Go away again if you are not as serious as me.
 
*...serious as I.
 
I would Neg Rep you for being a dick, but I can't afford a -14. So, consider this a verbal/typing Neg, jerk face.

Hey someone had to take your place when you went on your whiny "hiatus".
 
I would Neg Rep you for being a nice guy, but I can't afford a -14. So, consider this a verbal/typing plus, friend.

I cleaned it up a bit for you, oh, and I have a couple of questions for you.

What are you trying to afford?
Can you buy stuff with rep?
 
I cleaned it up a bit for you, oh, and I have a couple of questions for you.

What are you trying to afford?
Can you buy stuff with rep?

You see, I'm a loser in real life. Outside of my wife and kids, I have no friends, and to be honest, my wife and kids usually don't like me. I used to be good at sports, but have slowly degenerated into a fat, balding, 31 year old waste of skin. I have been in the hospital eight times this year, and have had two surgeries to try and repair my liver, which is acting like it's eighty years old and has been soaked in alcohol since birth -- all because I'm fat and lazy. I sit at a desk all day, which I promised myself I would never do, and read/post on message boards while I'm supposed to be working. If not for fly fishing, I have nothing that gives me joy. Rep is all that keeps me going in this life. I can't buy physical goods, but I can buy innerweb cred, and it allows me to have pseudo-relationships where I feel like I've really got a lot of friends.







Just kidding, fly fishing doesn't even really give me much joy anymore. Please rep me.
 
You see, I'm a loser in real life. Outside of my wife and kids, I have no friends, and to be honest, my wife and kids usually don't like me. I used to be good at sports, but have slowly degenerated into a fat, balding, 31 year old waste of skin. I have been in the hospital eight times this year, and have had two surgeries to try and repair my liver, which is acting like it's eighty years old and has been soaked in alcohol since birth -- all because I'm fat and lazy. I sit at a desk all day, which I promised myself I would never do, and read/post on message boards while I'm supposed to be working. If not for fly fishing, I have nothing that gives me joy. Rep is all that keeps me going in this life. I can't buy physical goods, but I can buy innerweb cred, and it allows me to have pseudo-relationships where I feel like I've really got a lot of friends.







Just kidding, fly fishing doesn't even really give me much joy anymore. Please rep me.

Repped for the story.
This story should either be in the Kicky thread, or in a newly created Fiction thread.
 
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