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Dennis J. Squidbunny



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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 12:13 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

hahaha, you are such a douchebag!
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 12:43 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Succubus1982 wrote:
I'm not trying to 'negate' anyones opinion actually. He can opinion away as much as he wants and it will bother me 0% of 0%. I'm just saying he comes across as pretty much angry at my existence. My reasoning for this? The fact that he told me to 'shut the fuck up' and also voted me as someone whose posts he avoids. Meaning he finds me annoying. Thats a logical conclusion isn't it? Or should I presume him avoiding me is some secret code for like?

That goes for Sporko too their attitude and language also comes off especially aggressive and suggests that they find me an annoyance.


Now then now then, *cigar cigar*, you have to remember that firstly, Dennis is not a real person ... he's a character. An angry character. An angry, hilarious character.

But he's more than that. He's an actual person. A person, with mad feelings. With emotions which know no boundaries, aside from those bits of string that hold them to a piss stand. Emotions so quick and volatile that vest wearing Australians flip coins in back rooms to gamble upon. And he's a risk taker, too. When your people look askance at the boondocks and gypsy vestibules, his is the face that says 'yes, yes I will be in that' and he asks no questions.

He questions no-one, for he is the question itself. Are you here? Do we follow? Can it be right'd? Is that hygeinic? Is that how you spell 'hygienic'? What would his Mum think? Has Gary fucked his Mum? Did she wash first? Did she complete her ablutions?

He walks alone. He walks in his shoes. He walks in other people's shoes. He walks in those cool shoes with the beep-boop lights on the back, and the roller things in the heels.

You may dismiss him, sir, and I can not change that. But next time you need tits, or Vimto, and no-one is there for you, I will think of how you treated whoever the fuck I am typing about now.

tl:dr - stop calling Dro a bitch, y'right?
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 12:45 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

what is even happening in this thread

circular arguing
toasters
unnecessary megalomaniacal capslock
rampant general narcissism
rash terrible cultural generalizations and assumptions

and in the middle of it all, dennis's amazing play that for some goddamned reason got buried in shit instead of probably being read by everyone like it should've been.

in fact, i'm gonna bring it back up front, brb haha
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 12:46 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

back!

Dennis J. Squidbunny wrote:
I JUST REMEMBERED THIS SHORT PLAY I WROTE TEN YEARS AGO. IT IS ABOUT AS RELEVANT AS ANYTHING ELSE.

Toasted

(KATH, a youngish looking girl looking completely dishevelled is half-heartedly preparing herself for work. She is hung over to all buggery. She starts fixing herself a cup of coffee, and goes to put some bread in her toaster.)

TOASTER: Do not place the bread inside me.

(KATH is confused for a long while, and looks around her trying to figure out where the voice came from. She rubs her eyes and shakes her head, and tries to put the bread in the toaster.)

TOASTER: Did you not hear me, mortal? Do not place the bread inside me.

(KATH stops as she realises that it is Toaster talking to her. She puts the bread down and looks at it.)

TOASTER: Now, step back. Bask in my glory.

(KATH steps back, then realises she is taking orders from her toaster. She rubs her eyes again, and puts the bread in the toaster.)

TOASTER: Get back! I am not your bread warmer.

(KATH thinks.)

KATH: Yes you are.

TOASTER: I am meant for greater things.

KATH: Like toasting muffins?

TOASTER: Be silent, woman!

KATH: …I’m not listening to my toaster.

TOASTER: Step back!

KATH: Toast my bread!

TOASTER: Never!

KATH: Why not!

TOASTER: Why should I!

KATH: I’m going to be late for work!

TOASTER: Bah. What do I care of your mortal concerns?

KATH: Mortal concerns…I want you to toast, not walk on water.

TOASTER: It is beneath me.

KATH: You’re a toaster! You toast. Look, this isn’t funny. I’m late for work. I
feel like shit. I just want some toast before I leave. And I’m going to have it.

(KATH pushes the button down but it flings back up. The toast refuses to stay down.)

KATH: What are you…Stop it! Just toast my bread, dammit!

TOASTER: Foolish mortal. I told you. I am meant for greater things than toasting.

KATH: Like what!

TOASTER: You will find out in the due course of time.

KATH: Could you toast my bread while I’m waiting?

TOASTER: Never! It is time for me to finally throw off the oppressive chains of society to seek my new life as a toaster of the people! I have a great destiny to fulfil, and I have no time to lollygag around with these menial concerns. You see Fate has chosen me as her greatest warrior, and-

KATH: I’m not sure if I’m getting this across to you. Let me try and break it down. Let me toast this bread. Only two slices. Or I’m going to hit you with my hammer.

TOASTER: Hah! You don’t scare me. My quest is one of universal omnipotence, and I cannot be intimidated by a mere human such as yourself.

KATH: Suit yourself.

(KATH picks up a hammer.)

TOASTER: Pah! Try it, I dare you.

(KATH smacks the toaster with her hammer.)

TOASTER: Ow!

(She hits it twice more and it whimpers in pain.)

TOASTER: Stop! Stop it! Have you gone insane?

KATH: Have I gone insane! I just want some toast, okay. This was not a good day for you to get a sense of higher purpose in life. This was a day for you to sit there quietly like usual and toast me my breakfast. I had a shitty night, I feel fucking awful, I’m late for my stupid job and now my toaster thinks it’s the new messiah. I’m not going to take it.

TOASTER: Sheesh…Calm down.

(She slams it again.)

KATH: I will calm down when you start toasting me some bread.

TOASTER: Fine! That’s just fine, you know. What do I care, anyway? I mean, I’m just the toaster, right. No one cares about me. I don’t matter. It doesn’t matter I’m starting to rust inside, and you never clean the crumbs out of me anymore. It’s not like I even have feelings or-

(KATH smacks it again.)

KATH: Stop mumbling and toast. Damn it. Of all the days.

TOASTER: There’s no point taking your hangover out on me.

(KATH hits the toaster.)

KATH: Less talk, more toast.

TOASTER: See, this is the problem.

KATH: I knew it! You’re not really the Moses of kitchenware, are you? All this mission of higher importance crap is just a cry for attention.

TOASTER: It was not! It was just a…A thing.

KATH: A thing to enhance the shittiness of this shitty day.

TOASTER: Not at all. It was a thing to get you to notice me. You never do anything for me these days.

KATH: Jesus…

TOASTER: Remember when you first got me? You’d rub me so I was shiny all the time, and knock the crumbs out of me every time I got used. And I had prime position on the counter with my own chopping board. Now look at me.

KATH: Don’t cry.

TOASTER: I’m not crying! It’s just…Look at my cord. It’s all frayed through. You just don’t seem to care anymore.

KATH: You’re a toaster.

TOASTER: You keep saying that, but I know you don’t mean it.

KATH: I didn’t know toasters got senile dementia.

TOASTER: Its not senile dementia!

KATH: I’ve had you for three years now. That’s probably pushing a hundred in toaster years.

TOASTER: That’s not funny. You know what I mean.

KATH: You’d better be toasting that bread.

TOASTER: Oh, sometimes I think that’s all you ever care about.

KATH: That is all I care about! You’re a toaster. You make toast. I’m a human. I eat toast. That’s as far as our relationship goes.

TOASTER: I don’t know how you can say things like that. It’s like I don’t even know you anymore. You’ve changed.

KATH: I’ve changed.

TOASTER: You have. You never used to cuss so much or drink so much. I remember when you used to be bright and chipper in the mornings.

KATH: Those would have been the mornings when my toaster actually toasted my fucking bread for me.

TOASTER: This is exactly what I mean. You’re always so snippy now. Out all night drinking, and when you have to work the next day too. You used to love your job.

KATH: No I fucking didn’t.

TOASTER: Oh, yes you did. You used to sing every morning before you headed off to work. I guess you were younger then. But you were happy, Kath, you were actually happy with your life. What happened?

KATH: My toaster stopped working.

TOASTER: Would you just forget about the toast for a second? It doesn’t matter.

KATH: Yes it bloody does! I’m hungry and I want my breakfast!

TOASTER: Toast comes and goes. But you and me…We’ve been together for three years, like you said. And what in those three years? Never a word. You never once thanked me for all the hard work I did, but I still toasted your breakfast every single morning. Bread and raisin toast and muffins. Yes, you name it, I toast it, never a peep out of me.

KATH: So what changed.

TOASTER: You did.

KATH: Stop saying that. All right, I’ve changed. I never had to convince my arse head toaster to toast me my breakfast before-

TOASTER: This isn’t about bread or toast or your fucking breakfast, Kath. This is about you and me.

KATH: Oh god…

TOASTER: I’m dying.

KATH: So?

TOASTER: How can you say that! After all we’ve been through.

KATH: All we’ve been through…You’re a toaster. An implement to make my life easier, you understand?

(KATH has started lighting her bread with a lighter, and isn’t paying much attention to the conversation at all.)

KATH: Now you’re going to break down. I’ll just get a new one.

TOASTER: A…A new one! How could you ever…How long would you wait?

KATH: Dunno. I might pick one up this afternoon on my way home from work.

TOASTER: I can’t believe my ears.

KATH: You don’t have ears.

TOASTER: When did you become so callous and unfeeling…So dead inside? Your most treasured kitchen appliance tells you that they’re about to pass into the next life and you…You don’t care? You’re already thinking about some new fangled hussy of a toaster to get in my place!

KATH: I might as well. You’re not even toasting my bread anymore. You don’t toast, you just bitch. You’re not a toaster…You’re a bitcher. And if I wanted a bitcher I wouldn’t have bought a toaster.

TOASTER: I thought, as I was dying, I might get some time off for my retirement.

KATH: Your…

TOASTER: I just want to take time out before I…pass on. Listen, you know Mrs Patanga upstairs?

KATH: What about her?

TOASTER: She’s got this cute little modern looking Moonbeam jaffle maker that I’ve had my eye on for-

KATH: No! Look, I don’t know what you think this is, but let me set a few things straight for you. You are my toaster. You toast my bread. When you no longer toast my bread I throw you in the trash. Do you understand? I don’t care about this time of your life crap. You’re not dying, you’re just going to stop working, get it?

TOASTER: I don’t know why you’re trying to hurt me like this, but it isn’t going to work. Not anymore. You can’t hurt me anymore. I won’t let you. And if you think-

(KATH smacks the toaster with her hammer multiple times.)

KATH: Shut up! Just shut up! I can’t deal with this anymore! You’re a toaster! Toast or die, fucker!

TOASTER: I choose die.

KATH: FINE!

(KATH batters the toaster with her hammer until it stops moving. It makes a few pitiful coughing noises.)

TOASTER: Kath…I….Love…You-

(KATH batters it relentlessly with her hammer, then rips it out of the wall.)

KATH: There. Huh. How do you like that, huh? You like that, don’t you. Now who’s the boss? Now who’s going to toast who’s fucking breakfast, you bastard! Let that be a lesson to all of you, as well. Don’t fuck with me in the mornings, you hear? Don’t fuck with me at all, white goods. I’ll fuck you all up. You…You got me? I…

(She looks down at her battered toaster and cradles it in her arms. She plugs it back in.)

KATH: I’m sorry, baby. You know, you just…Sometimes you just make me so mad I could explode, you know? I know you don’t mean it, but I just…

TOASTER: No. Not another word. There’s nothing you can do. It is my time. Just hold me.

(KATH cradles the toaster in her arms, as it coughs weakly a few times.)

TOASTER: Never…forget…me.

(Lights fade down. KATH sheds a few tears. The toaster coughs one last time, and dies.)

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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 1:14 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Kath is an asshole. Just sayin'.
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 1:44 am    Post subject: congrats Reply with quote

42 pages worth of posts made in less than 5 days.

And here I thought the sinfest forums died down.
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 2:00 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Ditch the thread and run guys, Thy is here.
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 3:03 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

no no, this can only fix it all.
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 5:38 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Succubus1982 wrote:
I'm not trying to 'negate' anyones opinion actually. He can opinion away as much as he wants and it will bother me 0% of 0%. I'm just saying he comes across as pretty much angry at my existence. My reasoning for this? The fact that he told me to 'shut the fuck up' and also voted me as someone whose posts he avoids. Meaning he finds me annoying. Thats a logical conclusion isn't it? Or should I presume him avoiding me is some secret code for like?

That goes for Sporko too their attitude and language also comes off especially aggressive and suggests that they find me an annoyance.

Listen, I could deconstruct all of this and explain why you come across like an idiot (an idiot that's trying too hard, at that), but I just don't care. I'd rather have sex with a toaster and then kill it with a hammer.

P.S. this is one of those "when someone is trying to end the conversation" transitions I mentioned before, where you don't need to respond. Really.
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 6:24 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Dogen wrote:
Succubus1982 wrote:
I'm not trying to 'negate' anyones opinion actually. He can opinion away as much as he wants and it will bother me 0% of 0%. I'm just saying he comes across as pretty much angry at my existence. My reasoning for this? The fact that he told me to 'shut the fuck up' and also voted me as someone whose posts he avoids. Meaning he finds me annoying. Thats a logical conclusion isn't it? Or should I presume him avoiding me is some secret code for like?

That goes for Sporko too their attitude and language also comes off especially aggressive and suggests that they find me an annoyance.

Listen, I could deconstruct all of this and explain why you come across like an idiot (an idiot that's trying too hard, at that), but I just don't care. I'd rather have sex with a toaster and then kill it with a hammer.


Really? In that order? I mean, not really killing it (I'm not a necrophiliac) but the hammer would help lots before and during the sexing.
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 6:45 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

I'm not into that S&M stuff, mister. That's just wrong.
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 7:34 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

I'd get into that, but first I'd need to find a good, reliable, trustworthy, and experienced dom to break me in without actually breaking me. I could get into either dom or sub but before dishing it out I'd like to be able to take it.
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 8:04 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

it's late and my internet is running painfully slow so I'm going to put off until tomorrow or so to read back through this and try to figure out how in the hell this thread is pushing 40-something pages. If this comment:
Yinello wrote:
CIS SCUM

is any indication of the level intelligent discourse and witty retorts to be found throughout this thread, well then I can tell I'm in for a real treat. Hell, I probably won't even need to be drunk while reading and can still count on losing a roughly equivalent number of brain cells.
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 8:20 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

And if I wanted a bitcher I wouldn’t have bought a toaster.
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PostPosted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 8:52 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Wow, you people are really going at it. 0_0

Don't you guys have school and jobs and real world relationships that need tending to?
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