book thingy stolen from jettdelirium
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Don’t you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
6. Tag three people.
"Brief Interviews with Hideous Men" - David Foster Wallace
Then it's show-time, believe you me baby, which believe me everybody that's never had that kind of total attack and violation happen where everything they thought they were just automatically born with that smugly lets them walk around assuming they're automatically more than a thing gets skinned off and folded up and put in a Jack Daniel's bottle and shoved up your ass by four drunk guys who your suffering and violation was just their idea of fun, a way to kill a couple hours, no big deal, none of them probably even remember it, that nobody that hasn't had that kind of thing really happen to them ever gets to be this broad afterwards, to always deep-down know it's always a choice, that it's you that is making yourself up second by second every second from now on, that the only one that thinks you're even a person every second is you and you could stop anytime you wanted and whenever you want go back to just beng a thing that eats fucks shits tries to sleep goes for dialysis and gets square bottles shoved so far up their ass it breaks by four guys that knee-jerked you in the balls to make you bend over that you didn't even know or ever saw before and never did anything to to make it make any sense for them to want to knee you or rape you or ever ask for that kind of total degradation. That don't even know your name, that do this to you and don't even know your name, you don't even have a name. You don't automatically have a name, it's not something you just have, you know.
i tag uhhhh, protoclown, pneuros and errrrmmmmm, pacmansean :O
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Don’t you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
6. Tag three people.
"Brief Interviews with Hideous Men" - David Foster Wallace
Then it's show-time, believe you me baby, which believe me everybody that's never had that kind of total attack and violation happen where everything they thought they were just automatically born with that smugly lets them walk around assuming they're automatically more than a thing gets skinned off and folded up and put in a Jack Daniel's bottle and shoved up your ass by four drunk guys who your suffering and violation was just their idea of fun, a way to kill a couple hours, no big deal, none of them probably even remember it, that nobody that hasn't had that kind of thing really happen to them ever gets to be this broad afterwards, to always deep-down know it's always a choice, that it's you that is making yourself up second by second every second from now on, that the only one that thinks you're even a person every second is you and you could stop anytime you wanted and whenever you want go back to just beng a thing that eats fucks shits tries to sleep goes for dialysis and gets square bottles shoved so far up their ass it breaks by four guys that knee-jerked you in the balls to make you bend over that you didn't even know or ever saw before and never did anything to to make it make any sense for them to want to knee you or rape you or ever ask for that kind of total degradation. That don't even know your name, that do this to you and don't even know your name, you don't even have a name. You don't automatically have a name, it's not something you just have, you know.
i tag uhhhh, protoclown, pneuros and errrrmmmmm, pacmansean :O