An Open Letter to Steve Pinhead...and his Confidant..Thebby

[my miss storm cat]

Mortimer.....

I once saw a kid in the parking lot outside a Toys R Us.

He must have been 6, maybe 7.

He was on the cold, hard ground having a tantrum..... kicking, crying, sceaming that he wanted to die.

His poor Mom stood there, so embarrassed, but she had other, younger kids to deal with. Quite a scene.

Some of the people walked by and kinda smirked, while others, a couple anyway, obviously felt bad for her.

"Come on Johnny, get in the ca...."

IIIIII WANNNNNNNNNNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE."

One guess who you're reminding me of.....

Why don't you stop pounding your fists on the DT floor, stop acting like a little brat who didn't get his way and, instead, think of a positive way to convert your energy / anger / anguish?

How about an Esoteric Renaissance?????

Whhaaahhh whhaaahhh they won't allow you in the "smart threads"?

Guess what Morte? I don't see anyone stopping you from making your own "smart threads' down here.

Just a thought.

Okay, going back to being very annoyed with you now.....