From: iDRMRSR <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Date: Mon, Jul 9, 2001 10:07 PM
Well, while I enjoyed the most Slack ever attending
XXXX Day briefly,
the next evening I experienced the exact OPPOSITE of Slack.
Tired from my drive home through the PA woods, I sat
in my favorite
recliner with a favorite beverage and a favorite smoking material. I
popped a copy of Mario Bava's "KILL BABY KILL!" into my DVD player, put
on the headphones, and before the first victim appeared on the screen,
A black, immobile, mind halting, dreamless sleep. The
veil of Morpheus
smothered me, as it were.
Then I awoke suddenly. The clock on my cable TV box
read 2:23. I had
been out about 4 hours total.
It was then that the Instrument of Obedience kicked
in. I could not
recall what day it was. I absolutely panicked! If this was Sunday,
then I'd have to get up in 4 hours and join the lemur chase of Pinks on
Monday. If this was Saturday, I could say fuck it, and go back to
sleep. I also began to wonder, could it be 2:30 PM (dark as Cleveland
gets during summer storms) instead?
When you wake up like that, though, there is absolutely
of accessing the memory circuits or on board chronometer. What happens
is, your adrenal gland goes Medieval on your limbic system, and the
Tingler of Time Control seizes you by the spinal column. The feeling of
impending doom, terror, and loss at not knowing whether it was Saturday
or Sunday was soul chilling.
But...I believe it was a moment of PURE ANTI-SLACK!
Sometimes, we can
understand things only by experiencing their OPPOSITE. I began to
think, by Dobbs, what would it be like to wake up and just say, FUCK IT,
I DON'T NEED TO KNOW WHAT DAY IT IS. In that moment, for once and for
all, I learned what SLACK would REALLY be like.
As Dracula said "[Slack] would be GLORIOUS" [insertion mine].
PS Mr. Dobbs, please send some right away...
From: Ned Wreck <nedREMOVEwreck@bellsouth.net>
I believe it's called campers coma.
Eternal Salvation or Triple Your Money Back!
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