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[Winthorpe]

Hoy-hoy Emos.

Hoy hoy was employed by Mr. Bell as a greeting over the phone rather than the common "hello" proposed by Mr. Edison. Since I am disgusted with Mr Edison and his black balling of Mr. Tesla I refuse to his his world as a greeting instead as an insult. But on the button- I came across your forum awhile back when I was looking for emu hunting methods. You see some of the emus we were keeping for traversing some rough terrain instead of common pack horses got loose and began to lark about! I tell you it was a sight. However I found your delightful little website and decided I would do some Ethnographic research on your kind by simply watching and reading. You see when it gets dark here and I am not allowed to leave my base camp. I cannot moniter the tribe we are studying except through the night vision goggles which give me a splitting migrane. So I wish to make my prescence know and I present the facts about your kind that I have been gathering for my anthropological book on the "The Emo Movement."

So first of all this is what I have gathered by simply watching your lovely community thrive.

You like the colour black. Which is good as it doesn't show soot and coal dust as easily.

You enjoy Shakespeare. Which is jolly good because so do I! Especially the tragedies which are funnier than the comedies may I add.

You enjoy music that evokes heart ache or other emotions much like the expressionist period of art.

Self mutilation and body modification is common as seen in many warrior castes including the Zulu warrior class.

Existential Deprssion and Suicide is a prevalent issue also seen within the Mayan empire and their deity Ixtab.

Drug use is prevalent in the underground as with all civilizations and communities.

Rebellion against the ruling class and ideals of beauty and conformity as seen in england during the "Punk" age.

I apologize for not allowing you to realize I was watching sooner however it is best to observe from afar then actually meet up with the subjects when performing an ethnological report on a community.

Tell me then, what do you as Emos think of your selves as.

[Feiticeira]

Sweet vest.

Apparently you've lurked a while. Please continue to do so. You will find that you have made a broad generalization of the forum's members. Many of us do not take part in or adhere to the things you have just mentioned.

Someone's probably going to call you an idiot for implying that a human being can be 'emo'. Just a head's up.

And I'm sorry to let you know that in just the few weeks that I've been here, several introductory post similar to yours have been posted.

Have fun lurking, and I hope your questions will be answered within the near future.

[Enemy]

Ah, who is this fine gentleman?

If you wear no mask, this would be genuinely amusing.

I sail the seas of the internet, and nowhere near this "emo" you speak of.

I believe this "emo" is a mode of sound, but information false has crept into the minds of many.

I urge you to combat this "emo", they celebrate despair and self-destruction, an insult to life itself!

Well played, anonymous...

[Winthorpe]

Gracious me!
I see you folks are not shy as the Discordians or the Furrietes. Most lovely your little forum. Are there many of you out there? Or have your numbers dwindled with time like so many other movements like the "hippies" and the "beatniks." This picture yes. This snap was taken by my nephew Edgar although he demands to be called "Edward" like that depressing movie he made me sit through about the man with knives for fingers? with his "phonecamera" or some rot like that. We were vacationing with my Grandson in after a tour of Helsinki. Lovely little chap. He reminds me of you. Dresses all in black and moans about his parents. For some reason he wanted to come with me to Amsterdam when he heard I was going to the museum of Rembrandt there. I couldn't imagine why. I mean he doesn't own so much of a print. So I took him along and asked if I could spare a few bills so he could go play pinball or some rubbish at the local arcade. More expensive than I remember in my day. He was so particular that we go to Amsterdam though. Really puzzled me why he would suddenly take a shine to traveling with me. I mean at first when I told him I was going to Helsinki he simply shrugged. Then I mentioned that we were going to the museum of Rembrandt in Amsterdam on the way back through france and his eyes lit up like a child on Christmas. He begged his parents so they let him go with his good uncle Winthorpe. There was so many young people there. I can't fathom why anyone would want to spend time in the Netherlands other than to see the art galleries or the "Neitherworld" As we used to call it. Full of irrigation dykes and tulips. Regardless, I am glad you liked my vest. I have since lost my cane and am confined to a wheel chair. Not to worry though. I have good help down here! They don't look like they plan on killing me any time soon.

[Feiticeira]

I LOL'd.
You should stay a while.

[Enemy]

Do you have a forward base, good sir?

[Winthorpe]

Ah! You know something about this?

Then nevermind the bullocks about all that. I was going to complain about my legs not working and how I miss frolicking in the jungle running away from angry locals and all that. However I think I have come upon something interesting. You know? I have found a tribe that claims to have found a passage way into an "iru-naku" or old land. So we have been building their trust and trying to get them to escourt us to this old land but they still call us soul stealers and white devils because of our equipment. That bugger Francisco Pizarro really buggered up my chances with them they keep on asking when the shelled men on beasts will come with thunder of the gods. I keep telling them the spanish are long gone but they don't seem interested in listening. They keep on banging their drum that they killed the invaders once and they will not let them come into their lands again because they have the secret of some pagan god or some rot like that. Regardless they are superstitious and I believe I have coerced them into believing I am a king of some kind since I am always carried about on a litter or in my wheel chair that they don't seem to like much either.

This website has become like a home away from the nightmares down here. Spiders, Disease, Parasites. The locals are friendly so long as you have something they want. Otherwise they tend to disappear during the night. Following this tribe has taken its toll on my withered body. I have to be carried about on a litter like some ancient king. Which is flattering. However I only long to finish my work and then be able to die somewhere that is protected by my God and Oliver Cromwell.

[punked_up]

I dont get it XD

Shakespeare................ sure... whatever you say... 0.o

Errr... well 'emo' Is short for emotional Hardcore.... which is a music genre...

you should do your homework

[Feiticeira]

Brecht and I should go make babies already.

[Lotskibob.]

Back off. Hes mine.

[Feiticeira]

You're 14.

[Lotskibob.]

So? hes still MINE

[Feiticeira]

Means nothing. Also, I claimed him first.

[Lotskibob.]

Damnit

You own me anyway so lol

[Lotskibob.]

Im not a bike, just to clarify

[Lotskibob.]

Im an evil Bitch

And a bad person.


But if im a dog can i be schnappy? I made it up on the bus this morning, because of the sponcer a dog advert (which is more expencive than sponcering a child in africa). The dog was too cute, and i asked mum why they didnt put an advertisement up about adopting the rotweiler schnappy, shes only bitten 3 tiems, and only 1 of them ended in an amputaation.

[Feiticeira]

icy blue smile, on Feb 5 2008, 12:44 PM, said:

Sorry no. Schnappy is a German crocodile.

NO! Why would you post such heathenry on this forum?! THINK OF THE CHILDREN! That song was stuck in my head for a month straight, 4 years ago.

[Feiticeira]

icy blue smile, on Feb 5 2008, 12:51 PM, said:

That song is known in america?

I have no idea. It ruled the junior high schools when I lived in Sweden.

[Lotskibob.]

Well that explains alot. The first name i could think of schnappy and i sat there going schnappy schnappy shcnappy, schnappy is my friend

[Feiticeira]

icy blue smile, on Feb 5 2008, 12:57 PM, said:

Oh I see, sorry in that case. Ever since that song came out, our country was even more spoilt with crappy songs like that.

Ewww. I feel your pain.