der kommissar in town

I can’t sleep. I laid there, tossed, turned, and even tried listening to the nuts call Art Bell and tell him aliens anally probed them on the rebroadcasts of his show on my PSP which always helps me chuckle to sleep (after I convince myself my ass is safe since they are surely crazy). Nothing worked, so of course I made the jump from RL to SL. This time of he night the freaks come out and I headed right for a club that promised me a freak show (which is half right as me standing there watching is the freak). On the way I saw Taco Linden which was exciting since every time I come into contact with a Linden I bitch about all sorts of things until they have to make up some prior commitment and leave. Finding one in a taco outfit with his member hanging out and two sex balls (you can guess) would mean he couldn’t leave me for fear the world know he likes ground beef cheesy sex. Sadly, it was but an object. I went into the club sure taco was the low point, but when a sheep walked by that was doable, I decided the food/animal thing was just too much for one night. I had lost the mood and I was determined to ruin for everyone so I found people I felt worry of cockblocking. I can’t think of too many things more distributing than rape and that anyone gets off on that fantasy is a bit beyond me so why not stand there and watch giggling which surely has to ruin it for them. One of the first things I saw was a magazine so distasteful I wanted to roll it up and beat one of them with it so I was really getting the anger going. I set off across freak town to stop the injustice but the first man and woman I saw together were not fitting the profile. She could of opened him like a bag of chips if she felt so inclined. She didn’t need my help. By now I was a little winded with all the walking and needed to sit down. The only place I saw was a movie house and being a fan of theater, I decided to stop for a bit and see what was playing. While I had seen this film before, it’s one of those ones where you notice something new each time. While I was giving the motion picture my full attention I would pull the camera around to scan for those rape fantasy freaks but I never saw a guy. Instead, a pack of hot slutty women started to collect outside the theater. This seemed like an old place to hang out but as their number grew it began to occur to me maybe I had this all backwards. Maybe they were going to violate me in horrible ways against my will. Did I feel disgusted? I cant lie. I didn’t. Not minutes before I was pious as shit saying anyone who could get off on pretend rape was scum and here I was not too offended (but that could of been the movie really). In any case, I can’t do those moral gray areas and I teleported out so I could return to hating them since I wasn’t like them. Sometimes (just sometimes) you learn things in SL. Some good worthwhile lessons you like and some make you examine issues you would prefer to make snap judgments on. Damn you SL.

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