Originally
posted by
archaic:
Trife is what we like to call tri-sexual. If it moves, he'll try it. If it does not move, he'll try to convince it to move so he can try it.
For most people /me humps you is a colloquial statement of friendly bonding, for Trife it is a manifesto.
Hey, I just realized Trife - tri-sexual = Tri-fe, damn I'm good
- Brilliant.
Originally
posted by
Deerhunter:
When i saw this i thought Trife was finally coming out fo the closet. I was all set to applaud him for being so brave after hiding his little secret all these years. Trife, i am not gay but if i was i would be proud of it. Own up to your true self. Confess all. It is the path to enlightenment.
- Weird. Even for him. Also, quite wrong. This is the path to enlightenment.
"1. Right View. The right way to think about life is to see the world through the eyes of the Buddha--with wisdom and compassion.
2. Right Thought. We are what we think. Clear and kind thoughts build good, strong characters.
3. Right Speech. By speaking kind and helpful words, we are respected and trusted by everyone.
4. Right Conduct. No matter what we say, others know us from the way we behave. Before we criticize others, we should first see what we do ourselves.
5. Right Livelihood. This means choosing a job that does not hurt others. The Buddha said, "Do not earn your living by harming others. Do not seek happiness by making others unhappy."
6. Right Effort. A worthwhile life means doing our best at all times and having good will toward others. This also means not wasting effort on things that harm ourselves and others.
7. Right Mindfulness. This means being aware of our thoughts, words, and deeds.
8. Right Concentration. Focus on one thought or object at a time. By doing this, we can be quiet and attain true peace of mind."
Originally
posted by
Mr. Iris:
They stopped selling Zima in 2008, I have yet to find a suitable replacement for my significantly large stockpile of LifeSavers =(
- Lifesavers - Rufies?
Originally
posted by
Trife:
I once trusted a person who I thought was a model citizen. He was brave, rico suave, and even though he smelled funny he was fun to hang out with. But then one day, he started drinking. After a night of heavy drinking and playing Lion King for the Super Nintendo... he... well.. he touched me in naughty places. This person was ZEN.
Why am I telling you this, when it just re-opens an already healed wound of mind? I'd like to see if there were any more victims of ZEN's inappropriate touches. Perhaps we could all join a support group and lean on each other for support while we try to get over the dark moments in our pasts.
Sincerely,
Trife
P.S. Zen, if you'll run by the store and get some Malibu Rum and some Zimas I've got Skyrim and we can play videogames again.
- I still love you.