I had to laugh at the young man commenting on the Observer article, saying that you should get tested if you knew and slept with this person... because he did and now has herpes. Hmmmmm... I think there's something out there that can help prevent STD's. Hmmm... Well, nevermind, I just can't think of what that might be. Nope, no clue.
@hesperid: See, I had to laugh at the comment on the Observer website that was like wait, the person came into Vice and asked if her boss was downstairs? Vice is big enough to have two floors?!?
I've been battling it off, and on, for the past 5 years. When it is in remission, I have a normal life. When it flares back up, I am effing miserable.
I have a great employer who understands that when I'm healthy, that I will give my all, and when I'm sick, I give what I can. I've survived a few rounds of layoffs, and I'm generally well accepted within my peers.
I've refused to let my wife, or anyone else take pictures of me when I'm in the hospital. I don't mind it if people come and visit me, but, I don't want their sympathy -- I want their well-wishes.
People who abuse, and scam the system like that make me sick.
@SushmitaCaepio: I'm sorry to hear about your illiness. And I think the thing that pisses me off the most (putting aside the whole grifter antics) is that she lied about having a horrible, horrible disease. Sigh.
And if I may add a servicey/snotty note, maybe this will teach people to check references (and not leave it up to an employee to Google someone after they're hired?
I want you to throw your hotdog down my hallway? Nothing is a bigger turn on than a girl telling you she has an enormous vagina. I am not sure she thought that one out. That's like a guy saying, I want my to thread my needle in your fishnet.
I love how guys never see it coming that a girl is trouble when she sends sexually aggressive messages. Like, seriously? Do you think mentally balanced women send messages about hot dogs and all? Whatever she did to them, they had it coming.
@DenOfEvil: The important lesson being that men should be wise enough to see through the lies, and then engage in counter-lies in order to get the (consensual) sex without paying the money. The only guys who deserve it are the ones who don't know how to reverse the grift.
@punkthis: Do you send very sexually aggressive notes to complete strangers? There's a huge difference between that & sending your boy-toy a naughty text.
@DenOfEvil: Yes, it's totally the guys fault. Also, women should know that when they go to the bathroom, guys will put roofies in their drinks, so it's the woman's fault if she's raped.
@formerly it takes a lot to laugh: i think this goes a little further than "incredible sexual appetite"....no? or is this my "madonna/whore" complex? i must be confused
@DenOfEvil: Or maybe we do "see it coming," but figure that a woman who thinks about sex in a way that we can recognize might be worth the trouble anyway.
Not saying this is a wise way to go through life. Just suggesting that an inability to "see it coming" might not be the precise problem, here.
Richard, you now have material for a Law & Order script. Here's the twist: She says she has cancer but doesn't, turns up dead, they think someone got mad at her and killed her, turns out she didn't have cancer but she did have [insert some other fatal disease here]. Imagine McCoy's face when the defense cross-examines the pathology expert!
@Dr. Nick: Nah. I think Nicole will show up again with a transplanted heart (acquired from another victim, of course). Can't wait to hear her say "Hello, Bobby" again.
This girl is a bona fide sociopath. I've had the misfortune of knowing her on and off for 5 years (Salt Lake City is an incestuously small place that consists of 10 people shaking hands over and over like an elementary school story problem). The first 2 weeks of knowing her went as follows:
Came on strong. I requited, sort of. In the first week of knowing her, she told me the following:
-She was accepted to RISD with a scholarship in New Media
-She suffered from a congenital heart defect
-She was date-raped by a boy who used the line (a personal favorite that I have used far too many times) "the pants come off now"
-She had diabetes AND pancreatic cancer
This was all in the first week, as in, oh I don't know, 40 hours of conscious, lucid experience.
In reality, Kari was flunking high school, burning bridges at the slash and burn rate of retreating Nazis and running a similar scam with every human being that cared to listen. I was amused for a minute, but after having to endure yarns more noxious and ridiculous than those before it, I finally cut her off.
But, despite this, every couple of years homegirl would invade the lives of a new group of friends, generally going for the weakest of the bunch. The last time was by far the worst. She had convinced several friends (against my in-your-face "don't do it" advice) that she worked for Ticketmaster and had scored them free backstage passes to PitchFork Festival in Chicago. Of course, as it turned out, it was a complete (albeit obvious) lie. Despite this, one friend (sorry Brian) remained...loyally retarded?
After a check fraud scam went awry, honest, likable Brian bailed out Kari (again), posting bail to the tune of $6000. A month later, Kari was off to Brooklyn despite being on that little, totally un-debilitating, geographically-anchoring obstacle known as Parole. She broke parole, missed court dates etc. and left Brian in a lurch for the whole pie. He had to take a semester off school to get money together. Kind of a tragedy, actually.
Anyway,I'm glad I now have a permanent inside joke with half of the world's population. Hope you enjoy prison, Kari (again), and please, for the love of gawd, learn how to tell believable lies.
@RonMwangaguhunga: Yeah, I was just about to mention how only a dumb grifter would get an enormous, identifying chest tattoo. Didn't this chick ever see America's Most Wanted?
@depardoo: Oh, no. Hah. I wasn't trying to be bitchy about a typo. I was trying to make a lame joke that I am in fact a serial killer. Didn't even notice the typo. Blargh.
I got your joke. I just thought BMC's formulation sort of captured it all. By the way, why on earth were you wearing that jacket? Weren't you schvitzing like a mental patient?
@misslinda: But if he in Brooklyn ironically already, wouldn't wearing something ironically cancel it out like an equation, and he's left dead serious about wearing a peekaru in brooklyn?
@Richard Lawson: I so imagined you a blondish, beach comber type dude, wearing floral print shirts, floppy hair, a penchant for khaki shorts and flip-flops, a goatee and one diamond stud in your left ear. So happy you've ruined that menagerie of wrongness.
Also, are you doing the Molly Ringwald spastic limb dance?
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I do have cancer.
I've been battling it off, and on, for the past 5 years. When it is in remission, I have a normal life. When it flares back up, I am effing miserable.
I have a great employer who understands that when I'm healthy, that I will give my all, and when I'm sick, I give what I can. I've survived a few rounds of layoffs, and I'm generally well accepted within my peers.
I've refused to let my wife, or anyone else take pictures of me when I'm in the hospital. I don't mind it if people come and visit me, but, I don't want their sympathy -- I want their well-wishes.
People who abuse, and scam the system like that make me sick.
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Ah, the good ol' days.
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Yes, a lost, innocent time before we became aware that Richard was trading on inside information.
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This may be for another time, on another thread, but I think the current locution is Madonna/Madonna complex.
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Not saying this is a wise way to go through life. Just suggesting that an inability to "see it coming" might not be the precise problem, here.
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Clue: not even remotely emaciated.
The treatments for lung cancer are nasty and have left her with difficulty swallowing.
Clue: she goes out drinking.
Where does she have the energy, what with the radiation and chemo?
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This girl is a bona fide sociopath. I've had the misfortune of knowing her on and off for 5 years (Salt Lake City is an incestuously small place that consists of 10 people shaking hands over and over like an elementary school story problem). The first 2 weeks of knowing her went as follows:
Came on strong. I requited, sort of. In the first week of knowing her, she told me the following:
-She was accepted to RISD with a scholarship in New Media
-She suffered from a congenital heart defect
-She was date-raped by a boy who used the line (a personal favorite that I have used far too many times) "the pants come off now"
-She had diabetes AND pancreatic cancer
This was all in the first week, as in, oh I don't know, 40 hours of conscious, lucid experience.
In reality, Kari was flunking high school, burning bridges at the slash and burn rate of retreating Nazis and running a similar scam with every human being that cared to listen. I was amused for a minute, but after having to endure yarns more noxious and ridiculous than those before it, I finally cut her off.
But, despite this, every couple of years homegirl would invade the lives of a new group of friends, generally going for the weakest of the bunch. The last time was by far the worst. She had convinced several friends (against my in-your-face "don't do it" advice) that she worked for Ticketmaster and had scored them free backstage passes to PitchFork Festival in Chicago. Of course, as it turned out, it was a complete (albeit obvious) lie. Despite this, one friend (sorry Brian) remained...loyally retarded?
After a check fraud scam went awry, honest, likable Brian bailed out Kari (again), posting bail to the tune of $6000. A month later, Kari was off to Brooklyn despite being on that little, totally un-debilitating, geographically-anchoring obstacle known as Parole. She broke parole, missed court dates etc. and left Brian in a lurch for the whole pie. He had to take a semester off school to get money together. Kind of a tragedy, actually.
Anyway,I'm glad I now have a permanent inside joke with half of the world's population. Hope you enjoy prison, Kari (again), and please, for the love of gawd, learn how to tell believable lies.
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Richard, I think we know what this says about you.
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You know what's funny? Chris Rovzar has the exact same jacket.
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He looks a serial killer.
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I dunno, I think BMC's formulation sounds so much more literary.
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I got your joke. I just thought BMC's formulation sort of captured it all. By the way, why on earth were you wearing that jacket? Weren't you schvitzing like a mental patient?
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Ha. Neither did I.
"He looks a serial killer" makes me sound like a genteel Southern raconteur, so I'm sticking with it.
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math is hard.
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Also, are you doing the Molly Ringwald spastic limb dance?
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