Admit Something

[Sgt. Crackpot]

I'm not upset about the old GD being lost.

[Bammer]

I’ve watched as much baseball in my life as the next guy, but I still don’t fully understand the balk rule.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[tree_]

I've never been sleepless in seattle, nor have gotten mail

[dad]

i've never been to Seattle.

i've never read True Grit.

[tree_]

i must admit that I've never masturbated on the roof of a skyscraper

[Higgs]

boppin' little tree-eee-eee
skyscrapers matter not to mee-eee-eee

[bodysnatcher]

i've never seen Ted Lasso, and i have no desire to get Apple Plus TV or whatever it's called, so i'll probably never see it

[Dev]

I feel like this is a dirty secret but I love listening to Mike Tyson speak. His philosophy totally speaks to me.

[epilogue]

I feel like this is a dirty secret but I love listening to Mike Tyson speak. His philosophy totally speaks to me.

what's his philosophy?

[Jorge]

Rationalithm

[tree_]

ouch!

[Dev]

I feel like this is a dirty secret but I love listening to Mike Tyson speak. His philosophy totally speaks to me.

what's his philosophy?

no way to sum it up. you must watch all the 7 hour Joe Rogan podcasts with him.

[Ello Sailor]

[Dev]

I love this shit. I don't care if it's not woke. I'm a bad boy.

[Ello Sailor]

Yeah, I love Mike Tyson. Apart from the whole rape thing.

[macphisto]

Dev is aligned with the alt-right again!

[spike]

Because of the rapey stuff, right?

[Dev]

I thought Tyson had kind of been absolved of those charges?

[Dev]

ehh the latest episode is kinda disappointing