theangryseal @ theangryseal @lemmy.world

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Same as it ever was.

I had a friend when I was younger who had this giant orange cat. I’ve never seen one that big anywhere else in my life.

It would sit at your feet and when you opened a bottle you had to toss the lid to the cat. There were hundreds of lids behind her couch.

That cat fucking loved lids.

I just seen my old friend today actually. First time in years, so it’s funny to see this post.

I’m behind you there. I’ve never even heard the term “GRID”. I was born in 1985 though.

What a bummer that people can be so ugly. :(

Edit:

Just looked it up. Man. What a way to put stigma on everything all around. Jesus.

Ya gawt ta reed yer bi-bull!

It tha werd uh tha lorduh!

Remember the AIDS PSAs we watched as kids?

“Billy has aids. You cannot get AIDS from being in the room with Billy. The only way to get AIDS from Billy is to come into contact with his blood or other bodily fluids. If you see someone bleeding on the playground, don’t approach them. Get a teacher as quickly as possible. Safety equipment like gloves will prevent an HIV infection.”

See, ever now a than, thangs is cold. And thangs is hot.

It’s in yer bi-buhl buddy. Reed it.

:p

Could be it honestly. :)

I live deep in the Appalachian mountains and I haven’t met a single person interested in the things that I am since I was a kid.

I’m so bad and hate socializing so much that I recently got the Mortal Kombat II deluxe arcade cabinet, the same dude kept joining my match every single time I played so I just stopped going online haha.

He contacted me and we talked once, and that was that.

I really like him too, I just can’t handle it. Even that tiny little bit of it.

I don’t know why I’m like that. I’m not bad at talking to people. I’ve been told I’m damn good at it. I’ve been told I’m charismatic and all that. There’s just something broken in me.

Probably comes from the abuse I suffered as a kid if I’m being honest. It was rough, and it trained me I guess.

But then again, my whole family is like me. I don’t even know 90% of them, but I can tell you that 90% of them do not have Facebook. The ones that do, they don’t ever post, they don’t ever like, nothing. It’s like it’s just who we are or something.

I have brothers who grew up in different households. Two of them never experienced any abuse as children, they were spoiled. They are just like me. They talk to no one.

I knew a girl a long time ago whose mother had her convinced that she could tell by her urine if she ever had sex.

She was a good mom for the most part, just backwards in a lot of ways (mostly having to do with religion).

When that girl went wild, oh boy she went wild.

When she found out her mom had lied to her, she went to a party and begged people to have sex with her. She was beautiful but it freaked everyone out so the only person interested was a creep.

Fortunately she didn’t get pregnant and end up stuck with him or something.

You can mess kids up doing crap like that.

I’ve done the whole therapy thing, I just do not have it in me to have friends.

I haven’t had a desire to make a friend since I was a kid.

I do get lonely. I’ll have a thought that I’d like to share and I know I drive my wife crazy.

I wouldn’t even care if I could find a way to make some money. Right now I’m a stay at home dad. That’s what my wife wanted me to do. I was making money on the stock market, not taking big risks, just making above minimum wage. Then the election happened and now that’s over.

Thank you for caring.

Heeeey it’s me. Totally socially crippled.

I don’t even know how to maintain relationships, don’t have an interest in trying. There’s something wrong with me.

My only friend on this planet is my uncle.

You can’t just say that and not lay any dirt down at all.

Man, I should have became an authoritarian ruler.

Instead I became isolated and I haven’t had a visitor in over a decade.

Fuck it. Vote for theangryseal!

For real though, maybe if I hadn’t ever used drugs haha. I had a lot of “friends” when I was living in that world. Might have stopped me. :p

And the damn movie was already made too! Bastards!

Nay. Saved by the world!

I will say, I rarely listen to Elvis now. If I do it’s just a way to connect with little kid me.

The Beatles though, I listen to them every day and I have my whole life.

Meanwhile, my goofy ass was born five years after you. I spent a huge chunk of my childhood sitting at the foot of my bed with an old Caliphone record player listening to the Elvis readers digest collection.

My grandmother was obsessed to a level that was quite insane.

My poor grandpa had to make love to his wife under a giant picture of Elvis Presley, and he knew good and well where she was pretending to be. Her cars all had a huge silhouette of Elvis on the back glass and one on the hood with the text reading something like “#1 Elvis Fan”. “‘at was ‘uh perdiest man who ever lived right ‘tar.” Said Grandma.

You would think her obsession would have made me feel the way you felt about it. Something is wrong with me though haha.

It only happens when I have people over. She hides behind the couch and refuses to come out so she gets constipated. I’m actually going to start putting a water bowl back there if we’re going to have people over.

At least she’s not shitting back there haha.

It appears to be made of foam because she has spent 7 years wearing it down.

I have sprayed her with water, ran her off, put up scratching posts right in front of it, only to look over and see her scratching around it.