ZaphodBurner wrote:
The difference between buying a ticket from a scalper and prostituting yourself for one is, if you suck dick for a ticket and brag about it, burners will still respect you.
wh..sh wrote:Jester, I really LOVE it how 1+5+2+0+1+1+1+2+1+1 = 12. Nice trick there!
Some of us would have totally been slow and thought it was 1+5+2+0+1+1+1+2+1+1 = 15. Duh!
ZaphodBurner wrote:
The difference between buying a ticket from a scalper and prostituting yourself for one is, if you suck dick for a ticket and brag about it, burners will still respect you.
A Jester wrote:wh..sh wrote:Jester, I really LOVE it how 1+5+2+0+1+1+1+2+1+1 = 12. Nice trick there!
Some of us would have totally been slow and thought it was 1+5+2+0+1+1+1+2+1+1 = 15. Duh!
Are you accusing me of being a troll?
wh..sh wrote:A Jester wrote:wh..sh wrote:Jester, I really LOVE it how 1+5+2+0+1+1+1+2+1+1 = 12. Nice trick there!
Some of us would have totally been slow and thought it was 1+5+2+0+1+1+1+2+1+1 = 15. Duh!
Are you accusing me of being a troll?
On the contrary... I am singing trolls about you
Eric wrote:Jester, I love you.
AntiM wrote:(I rolled an eight. I think, math is hard. I don't know if I can do wall of text, my inner grammarian is screaming.)
I've been going for 11 years, eleven with two ones, which is a cosmically balanced number and I've always gotten two tickets usually at tier two and this lottery will change my balance. I can't make art if I am not balanced between chaos and light the light of the Man the man in glorious flame and the choas of the night and the music and all the art cars roaming around with their lights deceiving your eyes in the dark. I come from a western state, but I must have a ticket for the love of my life because I can't drive and the beautiful burn is just not the same without my loving Larry, I mean, I can't go without him and he could never love the burn without me, we are two, two as one, two as our eleven years have made us so. And my art must go, I work so hard collecting it all year, I paint and paint and feel my soul on the canvas, my fingers dancing in the colors, the hues of my mind, the shades of my heart, and I bring the light and the chaos forth in that art, the art I give to all who want art. And I make it possible for all others to share their art too, whatever art please them, please me, please us, please the Man. So I have to go, but with this lottery, it will be all scalpers and tourists will buy the scalped tickets, because they do not understand the balance. They will not bring art, they will just stand and look at my art instead of taking it into their hearts, loving it, touching it, feeling it, tasting it in their souls, their dancing souls. Spectators will spectate and not participate and my art cannot survive a hoarde of tourists in their big RVs, and their fake costumes and their lack of love of the event, they don't know, they don't get it, they do not dance in their eyes, their art is nothing, less than nothing, they think Disney is art and it is not. The balance is ruined and fire is lacking and this lottery will not bring out any good camps or art or joy or just plain good old weirdness, it is all drugs and puke and sparkle ponies who do not sparkle. I can't haul unloved art all the way across the west, or ask Larry to do that for me, if we don't know who will be there, and if we can't even get tickets, or only one of us can get a ticket, and this sucks because the chaos is not beautifully balanced with the light. The fucking tourists have won, I'm going to Scotland instead.
Savannah wrote:It sounds freaky & wrong, so you need to do it.
because the chaos is not beautifully balanced with the light. The fucking tourists have won, I'm going to Scotland instead.
ZaphodBurner wrote:
The difference between buying a ticket from a scalper and prostituting yourself for one is, if you suck dick for a ticket and brag about it, burners will still respect you.
AntiM wrote:(I rolled an eight. I think, math is hard. I don't know if I can do wall of text, my inner grammarian is screaming.)
I've been going for 11 years, eleven with two ones, which is a cosmically balanced number and I've always gotten two tickets usually at tier two and this lottery will change my balance. I can't make art if I am not balanced between chaos and light the light of the Man the man in glorious flame and the choas of the night and the music and all the art cars roaming around with their lights deceiving your eyes in the dark. I come from a western state, but I must have a ticket for the love of my life because I can't drive and the beautiful burn is just not the same without my loving Larry, I mean, I can't go without him and he could never love the burn without me, we are two, two as one, two as our eleven years have made us so. And my art must go, I work so hard collecting it all year, I paint and paint and feel my soul on the canvas, my fingers dancing in the colors, the hues of my mind, the shades of my heart, and I bring the light and the chaos forth in that art, the art I give to all who want art. And I make it possible for all others to share their art too, whatever art please them, please me, please us, please the Man. So I have to go, but with this lottery, it will be all scalpers and tourists will buy the scalped tickets, because they do not understand the balance. They will not bring art, they will just stand and look at my art instead of taking it into their hearts, loving it, touching it, feeling it, tasting it in their souls, their dancing souls. Spectators will spectate and not participate and my art cannot survive a hoarde of tourists in their big RVs, and their fake costumes and their lack of love of the event, they don't know, they don't get it, they do not dance in their eyes, their art is nothing, less than nothing, they think Disney is art and it is not. The balance is ruined and fire is lacking and this lottery will not bring out any good camps or art or joy or just plain good old weirdness, it is all drugs and puke and sparkle ponies who do not sparkle. I can't haul unloved art all the way across the west, or ask Larry to do that for me, if we don't know who will be there, and if we can't even get tickets, or only one of us can get a ticket, and this sucks because the chaos is not beautifully balanced with the light. The fucking tourists have won, I'm going to Scotland instead.

tamarakay wrote:Kendoll was reading and he says "oh my, antim is going to Scotland instead of Black Rock!"![]()
Made me all scared and everything.![]()
Then he asked me when Trilo ever sleeps.
theCryptofishist wrote:Eric wrote:Jester, I love you.
Me too. Think he's open to some sort of triad arrangement?
sandgoddess wrote:theCryptofishist wrote:Eric wrote:Jester, I love you.
Me too. Think he's open to some sort of triad arrangement?
I want to marry Jester. I hear Polygamist's make good partner's.
AntiM wrote:I actually have polygamists in my ancestry.
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