Momus, I thought you said this was an intelligent community.

http://home.earthlink.net/~aaronhz/deusinc.html

The young people are crying
Because the older ones are frightening them
That's what makes me sad
They are crying because
They have no hope

yeah mandee i'm just saying it would be funny.

well here's this anyway

http://www.cheezey.com/thundercats/fanfic/fanart/murdock.jpg

-- Aaron Zanders (aaronh...), May 1st, 2005 2:45 PM. (AaronHz) (link)

this was my last post. sort it, mods.

Oh, so we shouldn't be mad about you being a total dick to caitlin for no reason? douche.

Hitler was a sensitive man.

xpost

(IOW, I dont get it, and it isnt funny)

Yeah I had one when I was 11 or 12 where I was onstage with Teenage Fanclub playing rhythm guitar and singing backup on "The Concept". Seriously. It was like some big outdoor concert and we got through the song, no problem.

-- AaronHz (aaronh...), May 7th, 2004 2:29 AM. (link)
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO ME.

Dude, I have had friends who were committed for months for psychotic episodes, and it was extremely upsetting, so I dont fucking find it funny, sorry. So sue me for being dumb and not getting it :(

hint: It's not one or five.

crosspost

And I say that with all respect for your condition, again. I understand totally. People won't tolerate this for much longer though Az - it isnt fair to use yr condition as a free rein to shit on us all :(

that of being a certified genius. fuck you.

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http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B0000035DC.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg

Dont ask us to punch you and then complain your nose hurts.

I'm talking about the being of pure crazotic energy stomping Godzilla-like around this thread.

Now I will vanish back to the woodwork, as only seems proper under the circumstances. Or perhaps I'll make use of one the many circumambient puffs of smoke to vanish into. Less work for me.

http://home.earthlink.net/~aaronhz/deusinc.html

ever notice how momus links to his website every other post? he totally fucking does.

I don't know you, I don't know what's wrong with you, but assuming you are actually ill, you really don't want to go about leaving a permanent record of it. Because one day, like, your future girlfriend might stumble across all this and its best to limit the damage while you can.

I see what you're aiming at here, I think: you don't believe that being diagnosed as manic means you're less functional, or intelligent; you believe (rightly so, too) that you should be able to express yourself the way you have been, and hey thats cool too. Clearly however, a lot of people dont know whats going on and all theyre seeing right now is a ranting arrogant angry dude telling us we're all condescending insulting wankers.

I have a history with this kind of thing, and I could tell you a story that might explain my personal attitde here (which isnt condescending, so fuck you for that), but I know you aren't listening.

Good luck, is all I think I can say now. I've been sincere and genuinely concerned/of understanding in everything Ive posted so far. If you don't want that from people, eventually they will give up and tell you to fuck yourself. If you want that too, well, thats as is.

-- Aaron Zanders (aaronh...), May 2nd, 2005 10:39 PM.

no, there was also this, which hit the nail square on the head:

it isnt fair to use yr condition as a free rein to shit on us all

just don't associate aaron with us, thanks.

OMG INVOKE GOWDINS LAW, PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF JEEBUS.

Blount I have no idea what your point is.

Anyway this isnt about me, and I'm bored now.

no idea about the dishing out thing.

I respect the fact Az isn't well. I thnk anyone in that state should back off and not use the 'net. I'm not defending rudeness. From anyone. I dont think the noize guys are bad/silly/rude, I just thought (honestly) that it was the place for pissfarting around. A surface scan of it looks that way to me!

xpost haahah gear :D

I'm dropping this now, this is pointless, and I've added to it. I should not have. Sorry.

....presumably.)

EXTREME ANIMALS?

i am safe and sane.
here's another tidbit:
at the hospital i contested the two week hold and won. do you have any idea how rarely that happens? it basically means i was committed on false pretenses.

I'm sure everyone can guess my problems.

that would be my guess. there are like two or three jws in there, haha.

this is the thread where you can try to fuck with aaron zanders and fail.
this is the link to the thread where you try to fuck with aaron zanders and fail.
CENSORSHIP ON ILX

GOOD BYE FOREVER. LISTEN TO DEUS INCHOATUS. I LOVE YOU ALL.

http://home.earthlink.net/~aaronhz/deusinc.html

again, what do all ilx "trolls" have in common

wait until aaron saves this thread to his website with the filename SATIRE.HTML! next to the one saving drew's email! red faces, everywhere.

-- Andre Dawson (power.strik...), May 2nd, 2005.

http://home.earthlink.net/~aaronhz/MOMUS.html

the dust of the grand wazoo...

Let's DANCE THE BLUES AGAIN.

fucking computers

Answer: He would wee all over it.

OMG ROFFLEZZZZZZ

Sorry guys, I'm just now realizing how incredibly lame all this AZ-related shit is.

LEARN TO SWIM!

frank zappa made the ugliest music on the planet. primus sucks.

i wake up at 6:30 am. i walk to the corner store for coffee and cigarettes. i come home, maybe do a little yoga to help wake up. i then put on music. i own around 700 cds and i just dj for myself all day. i sing and play along when i feel like it. if i think up an idea for something original i record it immediately. my music will all be self released in limited edition a la sun ra. i plan to release around 5 CDs a year just to amuse myself. if david geffen himself were to contact me i would consider making some commercial music for his company but that would be the only way i would ever do that. i would need a beck style contract that allowed continuous indie releases as well. i'm meeting les claypool of primus etc soon, he lives 20 or so miles away and my friend shyl@ knows him personally, used to feed his dogs or something. les can introduce me to brian "brain" mantia and tom waits, who also lives real close. i'd like to make some stuff with them if they're game.
this is what i do.
this is what i will do every single day for the rest of my life.
I never went to high school or college.
I've never had a job.
I've never owned a car.
I've never had a serious girlfriend or had actual sexual intercourse and am really not interested in either.
i am a free man.
you can like it, or you can lump it.
thanks.

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i love that one!

It probably isn't a good move to piss off your fans before you've ever put out a record. Good luck with whatever you're getting up to. Try not to get banned.

otm

i dont really see the point of alienating people that stood up for you. but whatevs. i guess i just dont understand "mental illness."

chaki,keep talking shit. i bet your band fucking sucks. we are no longer friends. fuck off.

http://www.fefbadges.com/scooby_doo/scooby_doo.jpg

I know he reads this board sometimes and only posts when people talk enough shit about him, which is a good enough time to do it as any. I saw Dig and he totally made the Dandys look like the sellout dickless assholes they are, and I like the Dandys music. Courtney TT seems like a bit of a dink, though. AN is not the least bit crazy, he's a fucking genius. If you think he's crazy, you are probably a big fat loser. And no, I am not a BJM fan and have never listened to any of their CDs. I should start though, AN is a funny motherfucker.
AN if you read this, email me. We can hook up and pwn Their Satanic Majesties Request together. Fun.

Chaki don't you have band practice or something productive to do? You're a small penis having wankfest sitting in limbo, loser.

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How's your internet girlfriend, Aaron?

Soon after my return from Leyden, I was recommended by my good master, Mr. Bates, to be surgeon to the Swallow, Captain Abraham Pannel, commander; with whom I continued three years and a half, making a voyage or two into the Levant, and some other parts. When I came back I resolved to settle in London; to which Mr. Bates, my master, encouraged me, and by him I was recommended to several patients. I took part of a small house in the Old Jewry; and being advised to alter my condition, I married Mrs. Mary Burton, second daughter to Mr. Edmund Burton, hosier, in Newgate-street, with whom I received four hundred pounds for a portion.

But my good master Bates dying in two years after, and I having few friends, my business began to fail; for my conscience would not suffer me to imitate the bad practice of too many among my brethren. Having therefore consulted with my wife, and some of my acquaintance, I determined to go again to sea. I was surgeon successively in two ships, and made several voyages, for six years, to the East and West Indies, by which I got some addition to my fortune. My hours of leisure I spent in reading the best authors, ancient and modern, being always provided with a good number of books; and when I was ashore, in observing the manners and dispositions of the people, as well as learning their language; wherein I had a great facility, by the strength of my memory.

The last of these voyages not proving very fortunate, I grew weary of the sea, and intended to stay at home with my wife and family. I removed from the Old Jewry to Fetter Lane, and from thence to Wapping, hoping to get business among the sailors; but it would not turn to account. After three years expectation that things would mend, I accepted an advantageous offer from Captain William Prichard, master of the Antelope, who was making a voyage to the South Sea. We set sail from Bristol, May 4, 1699, and our voyage was at first very prosperous.

It would not be proper, for some reasons, to trouble the reader with the particulars of our adventures in those seas; let it suffice to inform him, that in our passage from thence to the East Indies, we were driven by a violent storm to the north-west of Van Diemen's Land. By an observation, we found ourselves in the latitude of 30 degrees 2 minutes south. Twelve of our crew were dead by immoderate labour and ill food; the rest were in a very weak condition. On the 5th of November, which was the beginning of summer in those parts, the weather being very hazy, the seamen spied a rock within half a cable's length of the ship; but the wind was so strong, that we were driven directly upon it, and immediately split. Six of the crew, of whom I was one, having let down the boat into the sea, made a shift to get clear of the ship and the rock. We rowed, by my computation, about three leagues, till we were able to work no longer, being already spent with labour while we were in the ship. We therefore trusted ourselves to the mercy of the waves, and in about half an hour the boat was overset by a sudden flurry from the north. What became of my companions in the boat, as well as of those who escaped on the rock, or were left in the vessel, I cannot tell; but conclude they were all lost. For my own part, I swam as fortune directed me, and was pushed forward by wind and tide. I often let my legs drop, and could feel no bottom; but when I was almost gone, and able to struggle no longer, I found myself within my depth; and by this time the storm was much abated. The declivity was so small, that I walked near a mile before I got to the shore, which I conjectured was about eight o'clock in the evening. I then advanced forward near half a mile, but could not discover any sign of houses or inhabitants; at least I was in so weak a condition, that I did not observe them. I was extremely tired, and with that, and the heat of the weather, and about half a pint of brandy that I drank as I left the ship, I found myself much inclined to sleep. I lay down on the grass, which was very short and soft, where I slept sounder than ever I remembered to have done in my life, and, as I reckoned, about nine hours; for when I awaked, it was just day-light. I attempted to rise, but was not able to stir: for, as I happened to lie on my back, I found my arms and legs were strongly fastened on each side to the ground; and my hair, which was long and thick, tied down in the same manner. I likewise felt several slender ligatures across my body, from my arm-pits to my thighs. I could only look upwards; the sun began to grow hot, and the light offended my eyes. I heard a confused noise about me; but in the posture I lay, could see nothing except the sky. In a little time I felt something alive moving on my left leg, which advancing gently forward over my breast, came almost up to my chin; when, bending my eyes downwards as much as I could, I perceived it to be a human creature not six inches high, with a bow and arrow in his hands, and a quiver at his back. In the mean time, I felt at least forty more of the same kind (as I conjectured) following the first. I was in the utmost astonishment, and roared so loud, that they all ran back in a fright; and some of them, as I was afterwards told, were hurt with the falls they got by leaping from my sides upon the ground. However, they soon returned, and one of them, who ventured so far as to get a full sight of my face, lifting up his hands and eyes by way of admiration, cried out in a shrill but distinct voice, HEKINAH DEGUL: the others repeated the same words several times, but then I knew not what they meant. I lay all this while, as the reader may believe, in great uneasiness. At length, struggling to get loose, I had the fortune to break the strings, and wrench out the pegs that fastened my left arm to the ground; for, by lifting it up to my face, I discovered the methods they had taken to bind me, and at the same time with a violent pull, which gave me excessive pain, I a little loosened the strings that tied down my hair on the left side, so that I was just able to turn my head about two inches. But the creatures ran off a second time, before I could seize them; whereupon there was a great shout in a very shrill accent, and after it ceased I heard one of them cry aloud TOLGO PHONAC; when in an instant I felt above a hundred arrows discharged on my left hand, which, pricked me like so many needles; and besides, they shot another flight into the air, as we do bombs in Europe, whereof many, I suppose, fell on my body, (though I felt them not), and some on my face, which I immediately covered with my left hand. When this shower of arrows was over, I fell a groaning with grief and pain; and then striving again to get loose, they discharged another volley larger than the first, and some of them attempted with spears to stick me in the sides; but by good luck I had on a buff jerkin, which they could not pierce. I thought it the most prudent method to lie still, and my design was to continue so till night, when, my left hand being already loose, I could easily free myself: and as for the inhabitants, I had reason to believe I might be a match for the greatest army they could bring against me, if they were all of the same size with him that I saw. But fortune disposed otherwise of me. When the people observed I was quiet, they discharged no more arrows; but, by the noise I heard, I knew their numbers increased; and about four yards from me, over against my right ear, I heard a knocking for above an hour, like that of people at work; when turning my head that way, as well as the pegs and strings would permit me, I saw a stage erected about a foot and a half from the ground, capable of holding four of the inhabitants, with two or three ladders to mount it: from whence one of them, who seemed to be a person of quality, made me a long speech, whereof I understood not one syllable. But I should have mentioned, that before the principal person began his oration, he cried out three times, LANGRO DEHUL SAN (these words and the former were afterwards repeated and explained to me); whereupon, immediately, about fifty of the inhabitants came and cut the strings that fastened the left side of my head, which gave me the liberty of turning it to the right, and of observing the person and gesture of him that was to speak.

He appeared to be of a middle age, and taller than any of the other three who attended him, whereof one was a page that held up his train, and seemed to be somewhat longer than my middle finger; the other two stood one on each side to support him. He acted every part of an orator, and I could observe many periods of threatenings, and others of promises, pity, and kindness. I answered in a few words, but in the most submissive manner, lifting up my left hand, and both my eyes to the sun, as calling him for a witness; and being almost famished with hunger, having not eaten a morsel for some hours before I left the ship, I found the demands of nature so strong upon me, that I could not forbear showing my impatience (perhaps against the strict rules of decency) by putting my finger frequently to my mouth, to signify that I wanted food. The HURGO (for so they call a great lord, as I afterwards learnt) understood me very well. He descended from the stage, and commanded that several ladders should be applied to my sides, on which above a hundred of the inhabitants mounted and walked towards my mouth, laden with baskets full of meat, which had been provided and sent thither by the king's orders, upon the first intelligence he received of me. I observed there was the flesh of several animals, but could not distinguish them by the taste. There were shoulders, legs, and loins, shaped like those of mutton, and very well dressed, but smaller than the wings of a lark. I ate them by two or three at a mouthful, and took three loaves at a time, about the bigness of musket bullets.

They supplied me as fast as they could, showing a thousand marks of wonder and astonishment at my bulk and appetite. I then made another sign, that I wanted drink. They found by my eating that a small quantity would not suffice me; and being a most ingenious people, they slung up, with great dexterity, one of their largest hogsheads, then rolled it towards my hand, and beat out the top; I drank it off at a draught, which I might well do, for it did not hold half a pint, and tasted like a small wine of Burgundy, but much more delicious. They brought me a second hogshead, which I drank in the same manner, and made signs for more; but they had none to give me. When I had performed these wonders, they shouted for joy, and danced upon my breast, repeating several times as they did at first, HEKINAH DEGUL. They made me a sign that I should throw down the two hogsheads, but first warning the people below to stand out of the way, crying aloud, BORACH MEVOLAH; and when they saw the vessels in the air, there was a universal shout of HEKINAH DEGUL. I confess I was often tempted, while they were passing backwards and forwards on my body, to seize forty or fifty of the first that came in my reach, and dash them against the ground. But the remembrance of what I had felt, which probably might not be the worst they could do, and the promise of honour I made them--for so I interpreted my submissive behaviour--soon drove out these imaginations. Besides, I now considered myself as bound by the laws of hospitality, to a people who had treated me with so much expense and magnificence. However, in my thoughts I could not sufficiently wonder at the intrepidity of these diminutive mortals, who durst venture to mount and walk upon my body, while one of my hands was at liberty, without trembling at the very sight of so prodigious a creature as I must appear to them. After some time, when they observed that I made no more demands for meat, there appeared before me a person of high rank from his imperial majesty. His excellency, having mounted on the small of my right leg, advanced forwards up to my face, with about a dozen of his retinue; and producing his credentials under the signet royal, which he applied close to my eyes, spoke about ten minutes without any signs of anger, but with a kind of determinate resolution, often pointing forwards, which, as I afterwards found, was towards the capital city, about half a mile distant; whither it was agreed by his majesty in council that I must be conveyed. I answered in few words, but to no purpose, and made a sign with my hand that was loose, putting it to the other (but over his excellency's head for fear of hurting him or his train) and then to my own head and body, to signify that I desired my liberty. It appeared that he understood me well enough, for he shook his head by way of disapprobation, and held his hand in a posture to show that I must be carried as a prisoner. However, he made other signs to let me understand that I should have meat and drink enough, and very good treatment. Whereupon I once more thought of attempting to break my bonds; but again, when I felt the smart of their arrows upon my face and hands, which were all in blisters, and many of the darts still sticking in them, and observing likewise that the number of my enemies increased, I gave tokens to let them know that they might do with me what they pleased. Upon this, the HURGO and his train withdrew, with much civility and cheerful countenances. Soon after I heard a general shout, with frequent repetitions of the words PEPLOM SELAN; and I felt great numbers of people on my left side relaxing the cords to such a degree, that I was able to turn upon my right, and to ease myself with making water; which I very plentifully did, to the great astonishment of the people; who, conjecturing by my motion what I was going to do, immediately opened to the right and left on that side, to avoid the torrent, which fell with such noise and violence from me. But before this, they had daubed my face and both my hands with a sort of ointment, very pleasant to the smell, which, in a few minutes, removed all the smart of their arrows. These circumstances, added to the refreshment I had received by their victuals and drink, which were very nourishing, disposed me to sleep. I slept about eight hours, as I was afterwards assured; and it was no wonder, for the physicians, by the emperor's order, had mingled a sleepy potion in the hogsheads of wine.

It seems, that upon the first moment I was discovered sleeping on the ground, after my landing, the emperor had early notice of it by an express; and determined in council, that I should be tied in the manner I have related, (which was done in the night while I slept;) that plenty of meat and drink should be sent to me, and a machine prepared to carry me to the capital city.

This resolution perhaps may appear very bold and dangerous, and I am confident would not be imitated by any prince in Europe on the like occasion. However, in my opinion, it was extremely prudent, as well as generous: for, supposing these people had endeavoured to kill me with their spears and arrows, while I was asleep, I should certainly have awaked with the first sense of smart, which might so far have roused my rage and strength, as to have enabled me to break the strings wherewith I was tied; after which, as they were not able to make resistance, so they could expect no mercy.

These people are most excellent mathematicians, and arrived to a great perfection in mechanics, by the countenance and encouragement of the emperor, who is a renowned patron of learning. This prince has several machines fixed on wheels, for the carriage of trees and other great weights. He often builds his largest men of war, whereof some are nine feet long, in the woods where the timber grows, and has them carried on these engines three or four hundred yards to the sea. Five hundred carpenters and engineers were immediately set at work to prepare the greatest engine they had. It was a frame of wood raised three inches from the ground, about seven feet long, and four wide, moving upon twenty-two wheels. The shout I heard was upon the arrival of this engine, which, it seems, set out in four hours after my landing. It was brought parallel to me, as I lay. But the principal difficulty was to raise and place me in this vehicle. Eighty poles, each of one foot high, were erected for this purpose, and very strong cords, of the bigness of packthread, were fastened by hooks to many bandages, which the workmen had girt round my neck, my hands, my body, and my legs. Nine hundred of the strongest men were employed to draw up these cords, by many pulleys fastened on the poles; and thus, in less than three hours, I was raised and slung into the engine, and there tied fast. All this I was told; for, while the operation was performing, I lay in a profound sleep, by the force of that soporiferous medicine infused into my liquor. Fifteen hundred of the emperor's largest horses, each about four inches and a half high, were employed to draw me towards the metropolis, which, as I said, was half a mile distant.

About four hours after we began our journey, I awaked by a very ridiculous accident; for the carriage being stopped a while, to adjust something that was out of order, two or three of the young natives had the curiosity to see how I looked when I was asleep; they climbed up into the engine, and advancing very softly to my face, one of them, an officer in the guards, put the sharp end of his half-pike a good way up into my left nostril, which tickled my nose like a straw, and made me sneeze violently; whereupon they stole off unperceived, and it was three weeks before I knew the cause of my waking so suddenly. We made a long march the remaining part of the day, and, rested at night with five hundred guards on each side of me, half with torches, and half with bows and arrows, ready to shoot me if I should offer to stir. The next morning at sunrise we continued our march, and arrived within two hundred yards of the city gates about noon. The emperor, and all his court, came out to meet us; but his great officers would by no means suffer his majesty to endanger his person by mounting on my body.

At the place where the carriage stopped there stood an ancient temple, esteemed to be the largest in the whole kingdom; which, having been polluted some years before by an unnatural murder, was, according to the zeal of those people, looked upon as profane, and therefore had been applied to common use, and all the ornaments and furniture carried away. In this edifice it was determined I should lodge. The great gate fronting to the north was about four feet high, and almost two feet wide, through which I could easily creep. On each side of the gate was a small window, not above six inches from the ground: into that on the left side, the king's smith conveyed four-score and eleven chains, like those that hang to a lady's watch in Europe, and almost as large, which were locked to my left leg with six-and-thirty padlocks. Over against this temple, on the other side of the great highway, at twenty feet distance, there was a turret at least five feet high. Here the emperor ascended, with many principal lords of his court, to have an opportunity of viewing me, as I was told, for I could not see them. It was reckoned that above a hundred thousand inhabitants came out of the town upon the same errand; and, in spite of my guards, I believe there could not be fewer than ten thousand at several times, who mounted my body by the help of ladders. But a proclamation was soon issued, to forbid it upon pain of death. When the workmen found it was impossible for me to break loose, they cut all the strings that bound me; whereupon I rose up, with as melancholy a disposition as ever I had in my life. But the noise and astonishment of the people, at seeing me rise and walk, are not to be expressed. The chains that held my left leg were about two yards long, and gave me not only the liberty of walking backwards and forwards in a semicircle, but, being fixed within four inches of the gate, allowed me to creep in, and lie at my full length in the temple.

Dean, you're trolling my thread. Please delete that, mods. This is now a serious discussion.

calling tombot a government agant is the truth jon. wit has nothing to do with it.

Jon, you reap what you sow.

"Chaki" likes to have sex with lots of women that he doesn't really care about. Any intelligent woman sees right through it and doesn't give him the pussy.

oh wrong thread

http://www.ballade.no/nmi.nsf/pic/merzkammer/$file/merzkammer.jpg

alex, do you want out of wild stallions as producer? if so, I'll just do it myself...

KEN U R TEH CUET

These are not mutually exclusive. And, no, I don't doubt you are enjoying yourself immensely, lavishly.

Nor is "crazy" an all-or-nothing proposition. It is enough to say you appear to be wholly detached from any feelings other than your sense of supremacy and the delight you take in it. That may not be your idea of "crazy", since it apparently feels so right, so convincing, so true to you. Couldn't possibly be wrong about that. Not a chance. No way. We're all just jealous, or insignificant, or meddlesome, or some other unworthy amalgam of puny thoughts, beneath your probing thumb.

Before too long, you might be King of Infinite Space. Hotcha!

best threads ever poll is really missing a gem here

how many "ilxors gone crazy online" threads have we had? 3? 5?

and a few pending no doubt!

taking sides: "You ridiculous little come sock" vs "You clueless cum bubble"

MY KUNG FU PWNS YOURS

yes, these were good times

uh, if you consider mental breakdowns "good times"

(sarcasm)

Yeah, I didn't find this funny at all, especially since Aaron seemed like a nice guy before the breakdown.

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Wow, I had completely forgotten I had some kind of AIM/email friendship with this guy til rereading this thread. It barely even makes sense any more out of context.

Also Jim OTM, Tep's always great with the insults.

I flipped out because I had an IRL friend who got schizophrenia and turned into a complete asshole.

Didn't Aaron actually write a song where he dissed Tombot (and maybe some other ILXors?) and put it online? Or do I remember wrong?

man

1. that story I told about my bipolar friend is totally the facts except where I put him up against the wall. I actually just stood there and stared at the guy. I suspect I added the neck hold bit because I am hardman and had a persona to preserve.

2. jesus christ, grass greener etc. at least THIS fool didn't turn out to be the bastard that stole my wife.

Tuomas Aaron also wrote me a song, that consisted of him singing "Ivo" by the cocteau twins in a screechy acapella.

...which in retrospect is kind of hilarious and I regret deleting it now.

at least THIS fool didn't turn out to be the bastard that stole my wife.

:-(

Tuomas Aaron also wrote me a song, that consisted of him singing "Ivo" by the cocteau twins in a screechy acapella.

-- Trayce, Friday, October 5, 2007 7:23 AM (29 minutes ago) Bookmark Link

!!!

i kinda regret aaron and i didn't complete that judas priest covers project we were planning before he went bonkers:-/

Did he ever return? I can't remember but I think he did, no? I hope he's fine.

huh hur

"You don't her"

there's a little Marchant
in you
in me
in everybody

-- Confounded

i plan to release around 5 CDs a year just to amuse myself. if david geffen himself were to contact me i would consider making some commercial music for his company but that would be the only way i would ever do that

and:

You don't her

hmm

ha xpost

so, i haven't been up to date- did bill hicks save the world yet?

http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y296/imomus/more/jerryc.jpg

what's eating his floating head?

om nom nom nom

Yeah, Aaron *is* back, with a different name, obv.

I chatted with him very briefly last year, and he seemed fine.

i missed this. must've happened during my ilx sabbatical. aaron always seemed grounded to me. i can't say i blame him for flipping out - there's can be some real persistent douche-backs here at times.

ew, douche-backs!?

like greenbacks, but haven't got quite the same exchange rate right now.

douche-backwash, c/d?

anyway, that wasn't really the issue with him, I don't think

it clearly wasn't

Oh my lord in heaven, I certainly should not watch/read/etc people with my condition at their worst. No offense to Aaron; shit makes me trrified for myself though. gah oh fuck I don't need teh ph34r now.

no. but it's what seemed to have set him off.

That's a sensible and well-founded view to have.

"TOMBOT":
Everyone knows that you are a government again in real life. Stop trying to influence artists. YOU WORK FOR THE MAN. YOU TRY TO FIND "TERRORISTS" ON THE INTERNET. MY KUNG FU PWNS YOURS, DON'T FUCK WITH ME. YOU ARE A LOYAL PLASTIC ROBOT FOR A WORLD THAT DOESN'T CARE.
Ally K. is a dreamboat. We speak on AIM often and we have a lot in common. I'm going to come to New York and steal her away from you if you don't wise the fuck up, comformist. I'd advise her to break the fuck up with you, stay off the meds and get her own life going again ASAP if she has any guts left. The fact that you're engaged to her doesn't mean dick. It means that you're a fucking idiot and very little else. Social contracts, eat my shorts. You don't her, you don't own diddley squat. Good day to you, "sir".

Dean, you're trolling my thread. Please delete that, mods. This is now a serious discussion.

-- Aaron Zanders (AaronHz), Tuesday, May 3, 2005 1:16 PM (2 years ago) Bookmark Link

you don't OWN her.

-- Aaron Zanders (AaronHz), Tuesday, May 3, 2005 1:19 PM (2 years ago) Bookmark Link

~~~wow~~~

:/

xpost

ok maybe not

damn

YOU ARE A LOYAL PLASTIC ROBOT FOR A WORLD THAT DOESN'T CARE.

"Oh ah wish ah was a punk rocker with flowers in mah hair..."

waux2

suddenly multitudes of posts that made zero sense to me are brought into light.
i hope aaron's doing better.

The fact that you're engaged to her doesn't mean dick. It means that you're a fucking idiot and very little else.

uh

.jpg?

didnt u send him tits.jpg?

"Chaki" likes to have sex with lots of women that he doesn't really care about. Any intelligent woman sees right through it and doesn't give him the pussy.

-- Aaron Zanders (AaronHz), Tuesday, May 3, 2005 10:32 AM (2 years ago) Bookmark Link

oh if only this were true

which part

that i have sex

MMMM HOMELESS PUSSY

-- cutty (mcutt), Sunday, May 1, 2005 8:07 AM (2 years ago) Bookmark Link
NOTHING LIKE A CAN OF TUNA IN THE MORNIN

-- cutty (mcutt), Sunday, May 1, 2005 8:07 AM (2 years ago) Bookmark Link

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It's this thread, of course. How appropriate.

"which part that i have sex" is a good question

he totally called it re rjg though.

i hope tombot is kidding about wife-stealing

and aaron is pretty normal now, he IMs me once in a while on AIM... its a shame he had to post this... which will live on forever... and ever. until the apocalypse. kind of like the thread wherein i admit i had sex on my former roommate's bed once and then she found the thread sometime later.

whatever. this guy was a dickface.

Hi Mandee!

It's nice to hear he's better. Having dated someone who (I assume) has a similar disorder I sympathized with Aaron, though I can't blame anyone for reacting negatively to all this, especially since he was constantly implying he was just fucking with us and didn't really have a problem. Being on the Internet just makes it worse, I think, because mere words on the screen can seem more rational if you can't see or know in what condition the person writing them is.

tuomas is this you on the right?

http://www.levyvirasto.net/catalog/images/signmark-w170px-72dpi.jpg

http://www.last.fm/user/AaronHz/charts/?charttype=overall&subtype=track

No, but the dude in the middle is a local deaf rapper, who actually raps in sign language. I think that's pretty cool!

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everybody Hz sometimes

1 Deus Inchoatus – James Blount Sucks 1,611

lollolollllololol

i am inspired by signmark

Blount never finished the 80's album poll before he went away, btw. Maybe the result was too fearsome to be revealed, and he had to go underground?

everybody Hz sometimes

A++++++++++++

i am inspired by signmark

I don't know much about sign language, but I read an interview where he said that while he's currently using words that rhyme in ordinary Finnish, he's actually trying to develop a style where sign language words with similar-looking hand movements would make the "rhymes", therefore making those rhymes unique to sign language. Sounds like a dedicated fellow.

"sounds" like indeed!

http://www.commentscorner.com/Comments/Welcome-back/images/Graphics_005.gif

Grady quit being lame.

. . .

aaron, what have you got on me? i wanna know!

― jaymc (jaymc), Wednesday, 4 May 2005 03:48 (6 years ago)

:D

I don't know you, I don't know what's wrong with you, but assuming you are actually ill, you really don't want to go about leaving a permanent record of it. Because one day, like, your future girlfriend might stumble across all this and its best to limit the damage while you can.

This is STILL, like, one of the funniest things I've ever read. No one has ever brought this thread up to me in real life, and it has been 6 years of this turning up on the first or second page if you google my name. Anyone who knows my personality in real life would bust a gut reading this. I'm one of the nicest guys you'll ever meet, go out of my way to help people, don't fuck anyone over who doesn't majorly deserve it (e.g. doing something violent to me or one of my loved ones) and am a credit to the community I am currently a part of. Any woman who could possibly keep up with me would not have the slightest problem with my mental history. That's probably the funniest part.

In closing, in real life people have real lives. Thank god for mental illness. Some people on this forum still need to wake up and smell what they're shoveling. That's all.

dude i'm with you to a large extent and it's cool that you're back but maybe you should let the past stay where it's mouldering?

Dude, I didn't revive the thread dude.

k

There are a few more things I would like to explain as they may have seemed way out of line at the time. Everything I said in this thread was real and true and I would read the entire thing in a court of law. It seems to me that people who had a problem with it are people who like to play games on the internet. Like, for instance, girls who tell you they love you and would marry you and then freak the fuck out when you leave them a nice message on their home answering machine. I'm saying this because roxymuzak apparently deleted me from her Facebook recently. Bad idea.

1. I posted a pic of someone's boobies, that was pretty mean of me. However, she sent a pic of said boobies to a person she never met in real life or even spoke to on the phone. Ladies might want to show a little more discretion, and that was my way of telling her she shouldn't be doing such things if she is that modest in reality.

2. Telling someone he might have STDs was a way of warning him to be more fucking careful fucking, if he was really doing all that he had claimed. For a while there he was making himself sound like Wilt Chamberlain on here.

3. I am, in fact, transgendered. I find it mildly offensive that some others on here who are would like that fact kept a secret. To me that falls under the category of playing games on the internet. This is also the sort of person who would get the surgery and attempt to "trap" straight men. Not acceptable, and trust me, you will have a lot more fun if you keep it intact.

Wait, is brodie Momus?

That would be extremely depressing tbh

Hahaha, I totally forgot about the RJG is Stuart Murdoch thing. I'm such a bitch.
Anyway, no hard feelings to rox calling me a stalker or whatever on the noise board and deleting me from FB and all that. I didn't even notice she had until I went to send her a pic of me pulling the face she pulls in most of her online pics. I'm skilled in acting and mimicry (my very strange mother enrolled me in a drama class when I was around 6 years old) and was going to send this to her as a present. Here you go, ILX, the man that you fear lol:
http://i53.tinypic.com/igj12v.jpg

pictures of people who are not Roxy

Lol shitstirring.

Yeah, sorry. Anyway, I swear to you all that I am a total sweetheart and completely harmless to anyone not trying to get away with something dishonest. Are we cool?

So lemme get this right, youre a F-M tran?

who knew that this thread had more to go? exciting!

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oooooops meant to post this:
http://i.imgur.com/MJmnq.png

lol

Sorry guys, I really don't think this needs to be raked back over again. Apologies to anyone about to get the popcorn.gif out again.