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The Modern Day Caveman: The Craigslist Do
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The Modern Day Caveman. Wednesday, March 21, 2007. Late September, 2005. Gark had begun to show up at our place in Miami the second year we were living there. It was back then that I learned not to ask Gark questions like "How did you get here? When are you leaving? Or "Did you take that out of my room? I queried. As Gark began to respond, I realized something shocking- this man was sober! I interrupted to ask if this was indeed the case, and Gark responded in the most coherent manner I'd ever heard....
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The Modern Day Caveman: A Better One That Got Away: Jessie
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The Modern Day Caveman. Thursday, March 15, 2007. A Better One That Got Away: Jessie. This story takes place around the same time that Striker and I were decimating the Neighborhood Girls. That I referred to in yesterday's post. She was a gorgeous sophomore named Jessie. Striker and I actually had a fair bit of history with her. Jessie. There was sexy black lace lingerie casually hanging off the edge of the bed, cool band posters on the wall, a Pomeranian, and a ROOR bong. Striker was able to build upon ...
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The Modern Day Caveman: On Hiatus
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The Modern Day Caveman. Thursday, April 05, 2007. Thanks for the loyalty, and sorry for the break, but a (Egg)man's gotta do what he's gotta do. Fuck ewe Ed Man. You get us hookd on your websight and then you do knot poast four the month of ape-real. This is bowlshit. Ed Man speeks! Im gonna miss this blog. Oh mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, no more blog. What's with the no blog, chief? Slinkies are my favorite. Especially slinky boners that wrap around legs and look like tapeworms. Is this blog dead?
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The Modern Day Caveman: January 2007
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The Modern Day Caveman. Tuesday, January 30, 2007. The Neighborhood Girls: The Sacking of Little Jerk. Where Joey and Chandler were mysogynist alcoholics and Monica, Rachel and Phoebe were way ugly and extremely horny. In terms of flirting, Striker usually wound up with the nuggets while I tended towards the human looking ones. As the end of the semester edged closer, Striker began secretly banging Little Bumpy Jerk. Unlike her maladroit friend, Little Bumpy knew her way around a cock, and apparently...
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The Modern Day Caveman: The Whore of Fortune
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The Modern Day Caveman. Sunday, March 18, 2007. The Whore of Fortune. Without the promise of seeing her nipples or smooth hiney, I began to pay less attention to WoF. I had other, more pressing matters to deal with, such as ejecting the small girl who could no longer stand or the Mexican fellow who fell asleep on the pool table on two separate occasions. Eggman, my comment doesn't have anything to with your keen field notes on the Whore of Fortune, but you should be made aware of the latest Dawkins book:.
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The Modern Day Caveman: Why I Use Drugs
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The Modern Day Caveman. Tuesday, March 20, 2007. Why I Use Drugs. I believe my behavior is quite reasonable. Or should I snort the coke, which is free* *, more effective, more fun, and sitting right in front of me on the table? To me, the answer is obvious. For me, marijuana is a daily vitamin, my tonic for the mind. It mellows my anxiety and allows my wind to wander, to think about things from a different perspective. Consider the following. But I'm not so naive as to claim pot can save the world. M...
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The Modern Day Caveman: Yuma Wedding
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The Modern Day Caveman. Monday, March 26, 2007. Friday: Apparently there was some sort of breakfast/brunch event on Friday morning, which is why we arrived on Thursday night. From the beginning, GF told me that I didn't have to attend this event. I held fast to this, continuing to slumber until I had gotten my fill. I rose to meet the day around noon or maybe 1 pm, commencing with my marijuana high before my feet even touched the ground. I felt satisfaction wash over me. Not only did the cheeseburger...
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The Modern Day Caveman: September 2006
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The Modern Day Caveman. Monday, September 25, 2006. Farewell, East Coast. Inner caveman. Do not shun or ignore him as he is likely to burst out of your humanoid shell at the most inopportune time- or more likely, the next time you are drinking. Eggman also invites you to come forth with questions. If you have a problem or situation and you'd like a caveman's advice, please email me at raynokeggman@gmail.com. Thursday, September 21, 2006. High's Mike Damone, "75 dollars and a ride? A peacefullness i envy.
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The Modern Day Caveman: February 2007
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The Modern Day Caveman. Wednesday, February 28, 2007. Prelude to Scottsdale Stories. I was living in NYC at the time, and was just beginning to crest the top of the rollercoaster, awaiting the imminent freefall that has punctuated the end of my stay in every city in which I've resided. I was never suited to sell mortgages, I never really worked hard at it, and a mere 6 months after moving to this luxury apartment building. That is why, Chris S., Quazar allows his apartment to get destroyed. He do...A Wee...
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The Modern Day Caveman: March 2007
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The Modern Day Caveman. Monday, March 26, 2007. Friday: Apparently there was some sort of breakfast/brunch event on Friday morning, which is why we arrived on Thursday night. From the beginning, GF told me that I didn't have to attend this event. I held fast to this, continuing to slumber until I had gotten my fill. I rose to meet the day around noon or maybe 1 pm, commencing with my marijuana high before my feet even touched the ground. I felt satisfaction wash over me. Not only did the cheeseburger...
