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No, luckily I have never been attacked. I once had a gun pointed at me though. I used to be a long distance runner and one day while doing a workout run in a neighborhod a car pulled along side me and the dude pointed a gun at me and said "Get in." Well, I knew I wasn't getting in so I said "Fuck you" and quickly turned into a yard and ran towards a house shouting. While running I fully expected to be shot in the back, or at least hear a shot fired. All I heard was the car speeding away and then the police were called and a description was given. They never found him.
FYI- NEVER leave willingly with anyone. Run, fight like a wild animal- whatever you have to do. Sure they can kill you right there- but it beats being taken somewhere, being tortured (perhaps for days- weeks- months) then killed. FACT. -
Too expensive. If I had to pick just one it would be California. And not just because George Clooney lives there. I always liked Southern California.
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Sure. If I deemed them a threat to my safety. Would I stab or shoot if I wasn't physically provoked? Only in my dreams.
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What makes you think I haven't?
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No I haven't. I don't think I have the instinct to throw myself in front of a train or a fast-moving projectile to save a BEH-BEY. Good thing I never had one, eh?
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I have never had a Monday (or any day for that matter) where I couldn't compose a Stab List and I doubt there ever will be- that is as long as I'm out of that bright tunnel.
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OMG that's how I go out all the time! I'm really good at holding my pee, so I'd take him back to my place, go pee, and let him watch me take out my rollers that apparently he's obsessed with.
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If they're already here, I wish they'd mow my yard.
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There is no answer to "what the fuck?" I look at it more as a statement meaning "I am completely bewildered and can't even attempt to figure this out."
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I already have two tattoos. A red-headed Amy Brown Fairy Diva on my back (shoulder blade area) and a Gaelic symbol above my ankle. Would I get another? Maybe. I don't know of what or where. Maybe " I want to fucking stab you all" across my forehead in Gaelic.
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Water, food, toilet paper, toothbrush, George Clooney.
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It would start with me going with him to some award ceremony and everyone is like- "Oh, who is that BEAUTIFUL woman with George?" (In ALL my fantasies I am BEAUTIFUL by the way. SHUT THE FUCK UP.) We are sitting at a table with Brad and Angie and Matt Damon and his wife. They are all talking babies and George and I are bored shitless with them and just talk with each other- I must point out- he is totally into me anyway, and no one else exist for him. He wins whatever award it is and thanks me at the podium. Then we dump everybody and leave and go back to his mansion. I will let ya'll imagine the rest. Seriously, I usually wake up here.
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Sure. It's just the Internet. I try not to take it too seriously.
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