poopsoup said...
Loser of the Day: The driver of this garbage truck. He hit and killed someone while on his route. She is connected to politics so she is well-known. Read this.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Response to poopsoup, what I'm Thankful for, Cement Butt, and garbage trucks
Good morning to the lovely readers of David's Brain, the V.I.P. Section. Today is Thanksgiving Eve. I've already done some of the things I'm Thankful for but today I will do a few more...but first I must respond to this comment left by a regular reader yesterday...
poopsoup said...
You put your family on blast with the hairy soap talk. Also, this blog makes me realize that deep down you probably really hate me. November 22, 2011 8:50 PM 
To respond to this I first must say this: I was taught never to hate anyone. If you ever need someone to talk to I'm here but it's hard with the little information you give me about yourself in the blogs. If you know me, I'm willing to talk to anyone if need be, but hiding behind a mask doesn't help. I don't judge. I joke about people but I do not judge. Also if you know me, you'd know that I don't believe in pity. Deep down I hate no one. You can ask anyone I talk to. I hate no soul on this Earth and I've repeated it to people several times. I have no reason to hate anyone and even if I did have reason I am a forgiving person. I'm not going to hate on anyone for any reason. If people choose not to like me, that's on them. I change for no one. I am who I am and I'm sticking to it. Also, I do not pity. Don't take this the wrong way poopsoup, but I don't feel sorry for people when they are looking for pity. Saying I probably hate you is putting words into my mouth that I guarantee I've never said about you so that hurts a little and I won't feel bad for someone because of the no one loves them attitude. My mother always says, "Life is what you make it." If you sit at home and feel pity for yourself that's cool. It's what you choose to do and it's your business. I don't question why people do things, it's their life, but I'm not going to feel sorry for someone who fails to try and do anything about it. I wish I knew who you were so we can legitimately talk about this. I do know you are most likely female and you knew of Ron, meaning you've been to my house or you've talked to me or someone in my family about him. You are intelligent and also out there with many of your thoughts. You are unique and very good at not giving up who you are. I most likely know you from Bellevue or NKU and you have low self confidence which is a shame because you have very fun thoughts. That's all I know because you haven't given much else. I have responded to every person who comments whether I know their name or not so whatever makes you think I'd stop after I know who you are is ridiculous. Please help me out, because I truly have no idea who you are, but I do know that I don't hate you. Anyway now that poopsoup has their own personal segment here is my Thankful section of the blog. I am thankful for David McDaniel for being my first best friend. I met you at a very young age and we clicked because of our first names. We both had sisters we loved to pick on and of course we bonded over video games. I remember I borrowed Madden '95 from you and of course overnight it was stolen from my house. You were very upset but thankfully you were a good enough friend to forgive and my parents bought you a new one. I am thankful for for the guy at Discovery Zone years ago. If it weren't for you getting the bases loaded in that baseball quarter game, I wouldn't have hit the jackpot which was so large, DZ ran out of tickets for me to take and gave me anything that I wanted which for some reason all I took was a DZ baseball. I still own it to this day. I am thankful for living in the Greater Cincinnati area. I don't know where I'd be without tasting Skyline, Gold Star, Dixie Chili, and goetta.
I live in the land where pigs fly and we name our baseball team after a color. I live where we bleed blue which is the color of our grass and 15 minutes south is the country and 10 minutes north is the city. You can't get any better than that.
I am thankful for The Marianne. I miss those days. Three dollars would get you this massive bucket of popcorn and $1 would get you into a movie so what if it was out for two months. Everyone who is anyone from Bellevue was there on a Friday. I remember getting that popcorn one time watching Anaconda. My mouth was watering from getting ready to eat it (the popcorn not the Anaconda...no that's what she said please) and the salt shaker fell in. It was the saltiest popcorn I've ever eaten. I was with Earl Willis he can confirm that we ate the entire thing anyway.
I am thankful for Ashleigh Linnemann. Yeah she's my ex but she helped me learn how to love, and how to be in a relationship. I am thankful for Bob McCoy for naming a wiffleball trophy after me. I am thankful for the family I was born into and living near a White Castle. I am thankful for the gift of humor God gave me and the ability to make people smile. I am thankful for the loyalty I was born with and my volleyball team (two time champs). I am thankful for my lack of ability to tan. I have no reason to let harmful rays enter my skin. I'm thankful for Mindy Merritt and Mitch Hammond for teaching me this job. I am thankful I get to share my thoughts every day. I am thankful you are reading this. Winner of the Day: This dude named Oneal Ron Morris. He's a fake plastic surgeon who is in trouble for injecting some man who lives as a woman with cement to make his/her butt bigger. Now the it is having all kinds of health problems with it's mammoth behind. The thing is people hate sitting on cement anyway. This thing has to do it every day. Brings new meaning to the term "hard ass." Why does he win the winner of the day...because of his innovative thinking of course. I believe he also used tire inflation. Read this creepy article.
Quote of the Day: "Thanksgiving, man. Not a good day to be my pants."-Kevin James
Song of the Day: What makes the Red Man Red? from Disney's Peter Pan
Survivor thought of the day: Last year, we were going to try to have our third backyard Survivor, titled Pilgrims and Indians. It didn't happen but here is the logo I made for it.
***note***Due to the holiday tomorrow, I will unfortunately not be blogging tomorrow or Friday. Look forward to writing Monday.
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Poopsoup: he didn't put us on blast yesterday. It is the simple truth that our hair gets on the soap, it is annoying that there can be hair on the soap. Good blog today, David. I'm surprised that you didn't say that you were thankful for the mini-market though.
ReplyDeleteWell, its certainly true that you lose the ability to portray sarcasm and jokes through written word. I said that about the soap because it was hilarious that you wrote it like it was a mystery considering it had to be one of the three women living in your house... unless... well, Ill leave it at that. Also, you misunderstood me when I said you'd hate me. I said that because while reading your pet peeves, I was like oh that's me, oh I do that, yep that too. I know you couldn't hate almost anyone, but especially not me. Sorry it came across that way, I wasn't looking for attention I was just making an attempt to be funny. FAIL. I can tell it struck a nerve with you. Apologies!!
ReplyDeleteYou struck no nerve. I just wanted you to know I don't hate you no matter what. And if you do some of my pet peeves that's okay because a lot of people do something that busts my balls, but it's okay it makes them, them. and you didn't fail you've had me laughing at your comments before keep them coming!
ReplyDeleteI've decided my commenting days are over. I don't want to seem like a stalker, or an x, and I didn't realize this would seem weird to others. (I might just be a Facebook friend, no I didn't see this by hacking/stalking) I think what you have to say is interesting and I admire your honesty. This all started because I read a blog and realized I could make up a name, so the first funny thing I thought was poopsoup. I wish I could say there's some meaning behind it but there's not. I assure you, and others I'm totally sane. I just like harmlessly messing with people, I will say that everything I said in the blogs were my own opinion. Yeah, I have some strange opinions but I was never one to be ashamed of what I thought. I am a girl, I am a friend, and I know you least suspect me. I'm not a creep at all, and yes I know your family well. You probably assumed I was someone you met a few times but never really got to know, but you know more about me than almost anyone else. You did however hit the nail on the head with the low self confidence statement in your post. Not many people make you turn around completely before they jump in the pool. Hmm, hints hints. I did drop a big hint in a post that you didn't catch, I said blue eyes are overrated as are brown. Mine are green. Sometimes I blink. I wish I could count how many times I blink in a day. Probably somewhere between 181 and 183. Who knows. Oh, we have the whole family thing in common too especially the love for our sibling(s). Your mom might be able to tell you how awesome mine is. Well let's see, I know that when someone is sad you and your sidekick aka the Nemesis try to cheer others up by singing don't stop believin as loud as you possibly can. And one more thing, I've never eaten at the loyal, nor have I watched someone eat there. Well, I think I am unmasked now. It was a good run... ill end it the ole' poopsoup way. GOOD DAY SIR! (Willy wonka)
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