has just sort evolved into a permanent joke?

Seeing as it's now January 10th and all.

EDIT: I take no stance either way on whether she should be allowed to post on the board. I was just wondering.

shhhhhh......it's been nice around here

i'm sure its simply a case of semi-absentee landlords not having it on their minds. I'm sure they didn't mark their calendar "log on and unban darrah".

It only specifies January 8th release date. The year isn't mentioned. Maybe next year?

Correct, plus Malice usually doesn't work weekends around here.

I was guessing there isn't anyone to free her due to AEE going on ....

im digging her extended absence

I guessing nobody who matters gives two shits about unlocking the Phlog box.

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I flew that kite two years ago. Shot down. Plus, I don't think he's interested in coming back.

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I was talking about letting out not Darrah from the Phlog box "on time", not unbanning Phlog. No one cares she's there, and it doesn't hurt anything if she stays in after "expiration".

But, it wouldn't bother me if you guys did unban Phlog. I'm not one big on bans anyway, but I fully understand and accept the reasons behind his continued ban.

now I was wondering what excatly was the Darrah doing during in her extended absence from here at XPT????

so inquiring minds want to know....

In other words, you were begging daddy to touch you inappropriately like old times, but were mad when he told you that the 300 lbs. you have put on since age 8 have made him more likely to roast your fat ass then fuck it.

I do believe he is, and I do believe he's correct in his presumption.

Would you like to be further broken down into the category of "feminist whore"?

Jeff, were you always an ass and always hated women or did porn make you into this woman-hating perv? Or should I blame your mother?

If you can honestly find a way to blame dear Ms. Steward for Jeff's alleged hatred of women, then you need to look deep within the lifeless abyss that is your own worthless life & realize what the male figures in it have done to you.

Darrah, why do you hate men so? Is it because you only date little boys you can push around? Perhaps you should try getting a real man that takes charge and will fuck you real proper like. Not all guys are sniveling pussies.

oh cmon

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If you can honestly find a way to blame dear Ms. Steward for Jeff's alleged hatred of women, then you need to look deep within the lifeless abyss that is your own worthless life & realize what the male figures in it have done to you.

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I mentioned his mother because they usually say you can tell what a man thinks of other women by the way he treats his mother.

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Pretty, are you suddenly my shadow and have to say something against me in every thread I post in?

i just post where i post
i donteven remember the last thing i posted on
im on bedrest im kind of in xpt all day right now

I think it would be really funny if Darrah turned out to be monkey.

We may very well be witnessing a work of art among DT Danza's.

because he enjoys being hated

Yeah, that would be pretty messed up, for sure.

uh oh.

^ That, and also focus on getting the lithium up to therapeutic levels quickly. Look how softly she sleeps now (pic).

Come to think of it, a stint in the real world penalty box of a psych ward would probably do her some good, and give her something real to blog about too- actual original content, rather than just copying and pasting everything from somewhere else as she does now.



"They chained my body, but not my heart - my week in the psych ward", by Darrah Ford
Day 1: Mostly a blur. I remember being strapped down on some rolling thingy and being moved somewhere. I remember trees in the sky seeming to pass by.

Day 2: I'd already made several friends, joining a group of four other women at meals. We risked being given extra days if we complained. Points were gained for going to group therapy, chatting with nurses, laughing. You lost points for crying, being angry, or being negative- I lost a few points. The goal was to tell and show them what they wanted to hear. One day I started to hear an echo that no one else did, and in the group meeting everyone's voices were out of synch with their mouths, like a soundtrack a few seconds behind a movie. I figured it was just a side effect of the new drugs they had me on, but I had no intention of telling anyone about it.

Day 3: I woke in a panic about being there. My racing thoughts were beginning to ease, but the confinement had caused a whole new agony. Almost every day I played a game in my head, imagining that I could convince them to let me go home early, but knowing that it wouldn't happen. When the game was over, I went to my room in frustration where I would close the door and cry. My roommate asked what was wrong to which I could only say, over and over, "I want to go home."

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Day 7: Leaving. Finally. Did my week in the psych ward help me? My usual overflow of thoughts dissipated within a few days but it's still a daily battle. I met some wonderful people and learned that I was not alone in my illness. The comfort we gave each other by our mere presence was more effective than all the pills we swallowed. But I am still reeling from the experience. The isolation and removal from the "real world" certainly contributed to my recovery, but that and the loss of control were terribly difficult to bear. It was an experience I hope never to relive. Given the nature of my illness, however, I can't be sure of it.

To be continued...