lucky-E-leven
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I've been here a few months now and typically stay firmly planted between the AH and the Poetry Hangout. So far, no complaints.
But on the few times I have ventured to the GB, it has been a frightening and scarring experience.
My version of a Real Life GB would have to be Wal-Mart on payday.
Outspoken Imbeciles in every aisle (thread). A few lost souls scattered between, just trying to get in and out for cheap toilet paper, unscathed.
Bubba: "Irene! Get yer ass over here and hold this 'ere feeshin' rod fer me! You know I can't carry three cases of Sam's Club Dr. Thunder, new truck tires and a new feeshin' pole!"
Irene: "Crissakes Bubba! What in sam heel ya' need another feeshin' pole fer? Besides, you know I got my hands full with 3, forty pound bags of dog food for all the kids and critturs!"
Bubba: "Shut up, woman!" scratches nuts, "Kids! Hey Kids! Get over here and help your mother with this shit! And give that old man back his teeth! Rowdy! You get offa that there cripple cart and let the old woman back on there. Cain't ya see her hip's busted?"
This is my own personal version of hell. At least the department store section of my hell
What real-life place would you associate with visiting the GB?
~lucky
p.s. I actually enjoy visiting sometimes. Normally I just lurk, but I'm thinking of getting a new handle and hopping into some 'discussions' here and there. Because sometimes it's not enough to bang my head against a real brick wall. I must do it from the inside out.
But on the few times I have ventured to the GB, it has been a frightening and scarring experience.
My version of a Real Life GB would have to be Wal-Mart on payday.
Outspoken Imbeciles in every aisle (thread). A few lost souls scattered between, just trying to get in and out for cheap toilet paper, unscathed.
Bubba: "Irene! Get yer ass over here and hold this 'ere feeshin' rod fer me! You know I can't carry three cases of Sam's Club Dr. Thunder, new truck tires and a new feeshin' pole!"
Irene: "Crissakes Bubba! What in sam heel ya' need another feeshin' pole fer? Besides, you know I got my hands full with 3, forty pound bags of dog food for all the kids and critturs!"
Bubba: "Shut up, woman!" scratches nuts, "Kids! Hey Kids! Get over here and help your mother with this shit! And give that old man back his teeth! Rowdy! You get offa that there cripple cart and let the old woman back on there. Cain't ya see her hip's busted?"
This is my own personal version of hell. At least the department store section of my hell
What real-life place would you associate with visiting the GB?
~lucky
p.s. I actually enjoy visiting sometimes. Normally I just lurk, but I'm thinking of getting a new handle and hopping into some 'discussions' here and there. Because sometimes it's not enough to bang my head against a real brick wall. I must do it from the inside out.
