THE INTERNET.......

When I was a kid I couldn’t wait to get out of the house. When you got punished it meant you had to be in the house all day, weekend, or in some of my cases….entire summers. And it was the worst thing ever, listening to your friends outside running around screaming, or watching them from the window as they played stickball in the street, or manhunt when the sun went down…. Im pretty sure when parents punish their children these days they have to make them go out and play in the fresh air…its very unnerving.

We rode our bikes and played in the woods, most of the time making up games or creating characters for battles or whatever. Even a good old rock fight behind some trees was mandatory if you wanted to be in “the gang”. And when we got old enough to be interested in girls you went to the mall or the skating rink and were forced to follow them around like a horny dog chasing a bone. Scenes were formed from going to shows and hanging out behind factories or burger king parking lots, You fought with other towns and football teams. And every day was a different adventure, based around the same old shit.

We didn’t have internet or cell phones. There was no texting each other in class or leaving the house whenever you wanted and getting a call later about the plan for the evening. You passed notes and hoped you didn’t get caught, and when you got home from school you waited by the phone until your friend called and told you where everyone was meeting. When you got a girls name and number there was no running home to look her up on facebook and then telling her what you really wanted to say.

There was no hoping to get a text a little later from her. You went home and waited to call her, and hope to god you weren’t so drunk that she was fat and ugly. I remember when I got my own phone in my room with my own actual number…I felt like a fucking kingpin. And then when answering machines came out, if you came home and that red light was blinking you knew some good shit was going down. you were already out all night with all your friends so it could only be a girl…sometimes it was grandma and it just fucked the whole mood up.

Please don’t get me wrong…I am grateful as fuck for the internet and cell phones. I have been a big fan since aol came out. like back in the day when instant messenger was all there was and I would sit in my moms office waiting for “beautyqueen666” to email me a picture…and then sit there for 45 minutes with a limp dick in my hand while it downloaded line….by…….line…..click……..click……..click. then you would wait 45 minutes to find out she only sent you a picture of her face, or her left boob with no face in it….or she was just fat and ugly. Then finding another chatroom, working on another girl, hoping it wasn’t a guy, and cybersex consisted of holding down the “M” key….”mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm”. there was no skype, ichat, or facetime. Now you can do that shit from your phone….…lucky little fucks. ….…we had it very rough back in the day….

So now I am completely sucked into the childrens world of text messaging and chatty internet sites. I could sit on this shit all day and night if I have nothing to do, usually doing nothing but creeping girls out and staring at the buddy list, like a fucking lion in a bush waiting for a wounded fawn to come limping into the open field. Now a days I really try to do more constructive things on here but I used to be just god awful.

I guess im just grateful that I didn’t grow up surrounded by this shit or I most likely would have grown up to be a serial rapist / murderer….or just a fat lazy piece of shit.