Walking around a stage with one of my producers...

[BiscuitHammer]

We see one of the set dec girls working away. She's a spunky goth chick, who looks very rainbows and sparkle, in spite of all the black she's wearing.

"Hard to believe she's a goth, isn't it?" my producer mused.

"She does have a certain lugubrious effervescence about her." I agreed.

He stops and looks at me. "Why aren't you writing for me?"

I just shrugged. "My sesquipedalian loquaciousness causes great consternation in others."

"You're fired as my writer. I know you weren't one, but you're fired anyway."

"Thank you, sir."

Oddly enough, this is not the first time I've been fired from a job I didn't have.

Now I'm gonna sleep with that goth chick from set dec, just to be difficult. #lifegoals

 

[TxRad]

It's them there four dollar words. They'll get you in trouble every time.

I've been fired from a job I wasn't on but never from a job i didn't have. That is odd and somewhat confusing.

Rainbow and sparkle goth chicks are confusing and interesting both at the same time. Not only confusing to the one looking on but to themselves I think. I could be wrong. I usually am when it comes to the younger generations.

If you slept with her, what would you talk about afterwards?

There's a big old plot bunny in there somewhere.

 

[BiscuitHammer]

I'm actually writing a story about my sex shenanigans in this industry. If I end up playing zipper ninja with Sparkle Goth, it'll end up in there, undoubtedly...

 

[TxRad]

I'm actually writing a story about my sex shenanigans in this industry. If I end up playing zipper ninja with Sparkle Goth, it'll end up in there, undoubtedly...

Rots of Ruck.

I've already got a couple of Goth plot bunnies in a cage somewhere. Maybe I need to check on them. It's been a while.

 

[Voboy]

I'm actually writing a story about my sex shenanigans in this industry. If I end up playing zipper ninja with Sparkle Goth, it'll end up in there, undoubtedly...

Pics or it didn’t happen.

 

[TxRad]

Pics or it didn’t happen.

What's that old song, 'Pictures in my Mind." The trouble I would be in if those ever got hacked.

 

[Axelotto]

Change your name to Animal Mother, but Baldwin would complain...

 

[BiscuitHammer]

Change your name to Animal Mother, but Baldwin would complain...

He'd have to be on here to complain. And I doubt he'd be reading my works anyway...

 

[Hypoxia]

Back in the day, I was a bicycle courier in San Francisco. No, it wasn't like QUICKSILVER, not quite. One of my regular stops was the 3rd-floor mailroom of the Examiner, the gem of the Hearst news empire. One day I ran to the elevator with the packet I was to deliver. An older, well-dressed gent came aboard. He said his name was Hearst and that I could take the rest of the day off. I thanked him.

How often are you given time off by someone who isn't your boss?

 

[Captainnumnuts]

Back in the day, I was a bicycle courier in San Francisco. No, it wasn't like QUICKSILVER, not quite. One of my regular stops was the 3rd-floor mailroom of the Examiner, the gem of the Hearst news empire. One day I ran to the elevator with the packet I was to deliver. An older, well-dressed gent came aboard. He said his name was Hearst and that I could take the rest of the day off. I thanked him.

How often are you given time off by someone who isn't your boss?

That's really cool. I like that.

On a separate issue, totally unrelated to this thread, I visited some relatives in Frisco back in '89 to attend a wedding and enjoy some time off. World Series was at Candlestick Park. Remember that earthquake back then? I met some awesome people there and had a blast. The earthquake happened shortly after I left. I had a copy of the Examiner as a memento.

 

[Hypoxia]

That's really cool. I like that.

De nada, 'migo.

I visited some relatives in Frisco back in '89 to attend a wedding and enjoy some time off. World Series was at Candlestick Park. Remember that earthquake back then? I met some awesome people there and had a blast. The earthquake happened shortly after I left. I had a copy of the Examiner as a memento.

That was Loma Prieta. I have Loma Prieta stories. I'll include one in a piece I've been cooking for a couple years, lazy me. Or I may make up shit about sex in a limo that's crushed under the collapsing double-decker I-880. Many possibilities there, like with a first-person present-tense narration by one of a couple fucking in a plane that's about to crash. Tragic tales bring tears and votes.

 

[KindofHere]

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