I could watch the films and all the interviews of the people who were actually there a hundred thousand times. Listen to the music until my ears bleed. Read all of the books in the library on the subject, but I'll never know exactly what it was like at Woodstock, because I wasn't there.

Poor nate/mpz/trapez, or whatever he'll call himself next week, is in the same boat here, he knows he came too late. He'll never really understand what this place actually was. He can go back and read all the old posts he wants, but he'll never truly understand the jokes or the banter or the rich tapestry of hatred that was XXX Porn Talk. The perpetual outsider always looking in. It's sad and more than just a little pathetic.

Nate I can honestly say you never would have lasted a single day here and somewhere, deep down in that OCD addled brain, you know I speak the truth. So why don't you go back to doing the only thing you're actually good at, scouring the net, night and day, for hooker ads to post here. Leave the humor and the hatred to your betters.