my buddy whom i made a big PJ fan over the years... just sent me this email in regards of my luck going to storytellers... i was laughing my ass off, i though you'd guys enjoy it too


Stop being such a dissident when I talk to you! Don’t gimme no lip! And wipe that stupid smile off your face. I will give you a black eye, and then a whipping with a leash, more than once. No one will save you! That will teach you to be more faithful! I will cut you into so many pieces it will be light years before anyone will figure out who you are. It will be like you disappeared into thin air. You will be a ghost. Help help, you will yell, but no one will hear you, no last kiss for you. You should be happy I keep you alive for any time at all and don’t just strike a fatal blow right away. Then I will bury you deep in my garden near my porch, wrapped in your favorite corduroy jacket, where even the rats or bugs won’t get to your blood…and I won’t release you until I just can’t keep your rotting carcass anymore. I’ll do it with total indifference…and then wash my hands when you’re good and buried as if there’s nothing wrong. You think there’s something good waiting on the other side, in immortality? NOT FOR YOU, NO WAY! At this point, you’re already a dead man walking. There will be no marker in the sand for you.



You know, I’m sorry—this rambling on is a bad habit of mine, I get it from my uncle Jeremy, he’s responsible for most of my education. When you get right down to it, mostly I'm just saying all this because on occasion I feel you're my rival and I'm feeling like a caged animal and just really sad and down because you're going to Storytellers and I'm not. It’s jealousy, really…as they say, the green disease. If I had a daughter, I’d sell her to you for those tickets. Seriously, I’m open to the idea of some kind of trade. I thought about it all night, sitting outside in the moonlight. The thought wouldn’t let me sleep. Why go? I will have such a better time than you. And I am a better man…I DESERVE those tickets! It’s hard to imagine that you’re the one to go and I’m not. A tragedy for mankind, really. Seriously, I would swim all of the oceans for a ticket! I would be comatose for a month!



Ok, that’s not all of it, brother. Worst of all, I am upset that you're drifting away from me and you will probably just soon forget me after leaving here and us parting ways. Sometimes I feel like you are gone already! The truth is, I’d feel very alone without U. Please don’t file a grievance with the police because of this email. If you do, I’ll definitely become unemployable and live a life wasted. Everything I’ve worked so hard for will come undone, and there will be nothing I can do to hold on to it! If I had a wishlist, my first wish would be that I could see the glass as ½ full, that you’d come back to me…but I can hear your footsteps at the door already…

wow...and you need to bold ALL NIGHT..but wow...that had to take some thought

I thought this thread was going to be about something else.

I'm a film major and I've been throwing around the idea of making a movie that exclusively uses PJ songs for the soundtrack. My plan is to use very little (if any) dialogue and string together PJ songs so that they form a coherent plot based on my personal interpretations of the songs. I'm thinking of a film somewhat in the style of Pink Floyd's The Wall. I actually hadn't thought about it in a while. I think I'll go take a look at my notes.

Maybe if I'm lucky, I could make this some day and they would let me use their songs for free! Other than that, someone better be willing to give me money for it after looking at my script.

meh... if someone could include heyfoxymophandlemama, that's me into a story.. then maybe i'd be impressed

In a few hours I plan on starting the Kostek sucks fan club. Who wants to join me?

can i be the honorary member?

i didnt mean to rub it in at all, sorry, i though it was just a good piece of work!

No one took it like that (I don't think). No worries The club is directed at your general storytellers presence.