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Post by sₚⲁᵣₖydₒg on Dec 17, 2020 16:48:36 GMT
By request: STeVE, please share some of your pencil-y writing or drawings with us!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2020 19:05:14 GMT
What the fuck? Are these Vicodin dreams STeVe is having?
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Post by daved on Dec 18, 2020 19:14:26 GMT
“Until your writing approves”.
Your writing did not approve, you fucking imbecile.
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Post by graucho on Dec 18, 2020 20:36:32 GMT
What the fuck? Are these Vicodin dreams STeVe is having? This has all the hallmarks of Boozin' Susan's Steve anecdote formula. His mum was his fucking chauffeur. Has it already been discussed whether Steve was an only child?
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Post by Deleted on Dec 18, 2020 21:21:38 GMT
“Until your writing approves”. Your writing did not approve, you fucking imbecile. This is an absolute bullshit story. I want to find where the origin of this came from and who he cut and pasted it from.
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Post by respiratoryproblems on Dec 18, 2020 22:48:33 GMT
Why the fuck would a pen salesman care about a first pen for a barely interested child?
That sickening schtick of the whole magical childhood twinkle-eyed wise man who recognises Steve’s importance as a member of the human race even at such a young age that really makes me want to barf.
Also, if his shitty school friends were impressed by a pen, my guess is that they all received regular wedgies at the very least.
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Post by graucho on Dec 18, 2020 23:37:43 GMT
'Flash forward a few years, and me,John O, and Mark Yandle - the groovy cat in class are cruising Hollywood (my mum is driving us around), and John said, hey let's drop off at the Troubadour - Rock On Magazine have asked me to cover the Monkees secret appearance!'.
So we get in there (exclusive VIP guest list), and there's Mickey Dolenz, Mike Nesmith and Davey Jones in front of us, along with a bunch of really hot looking girls. Of course, I'm too in awe of the lads to really take much notice, when I notice Mickey is asking one of them for her phone number.
He searches around his pockets for a pen, and I just happened to have come equipped. I offer my good old Parker 45! So Mickey takes her number down - the smooth nib gliding across the crumpled receipt Mickey has found, and hands it back, says 'thanks dude'(with a wink), and the girl is looking at me like, 'who is this guy?' The monkees get on stage and after she comes over and introduces herself. Well I won't tell you what happened later that night but all I can say it was NEAT! I guess some of us were there and some of us weren't, eh?!'
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Post by Sanjay Gupton on Dec 19, 2020 0:26:44 GMT
I think the friends Steve impressed the most were other pens.
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Post by Potsie Hoofman on Dec 19, 2020 0:51:07 GMT
Oh my God, I can't fucking take it anymore. This asshole is such a fucking chach it's unreal. He's not scraping the bottom of the barrel, he's moved it and it now digging the dirt under the barrel.
Thanks to daved for catching that "until your writing approves". This guy needs a fucking job.
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Post by Sounds.. ago on Dec 19, 2020 1:08:58 GMT
Kevin Gray - Gainfully employed mastering engineer, spends his days cutting classic jazz recordings.
Steve Hoffman - Unemployed EQ consultant, spends his days posting unsolicited reviews of pens and pencils to facebook.
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Post by Sanjay Gupton on Dec 19, 2020 14:28:06 GMT
I got a fountain pen in fourth grade or something. It was a Schaefer pen and it wasn’t expensive at all, I just thought it was cool. My teacher was fine with it until I spilled ink a second time trying to reload it, or had a pen blowout or something. No one was allowed to use them anymore. I didn’t want to use it anymore. People quit using them because they’re messy. Steve doesn’t use any of that stuff. He just collects things and keeps them minty. I knew a guy like that. He had three drag bikes, all mint, never raced. He had a 76 Dodge conversion van, 31,000 miles, looked just like 1976 and sat in a storage unit. Had three drum kits and only played one that was pieced together because he didn’t want nicks on his Ludwig or Gretsch. He bought a computer eventually. It was to top of the line Mac. He probably never learned how to even check email, but I bet it sits on a desk, 12 years later minty as the day he brought it home. He’s got a ton of stuff like that but he never stole any tapes from MCA.
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Post by sₚⲁᵣₖydₒg on Dec 19, 2020 18:16:05 GMT
Why the fuck would a pen salesman care about a first pen for a barely interested child? That sickening schtick of the whole magical childhood twinkle-eyed wise man who recognises Steve’s importance as a member of the human race even at such a young age that really makes me want to barf. Look, pal, don't doubt STeVE. Here's an actual photo of the pen salesman.
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Post by overrated on Dec 21, 2020 14:41:05 GMT
In grade school I used Bic ballpoints, 10 for 59 cents.
Sometimes you would have to take the ink thingy out and blow into the open end to get it to write.
You could use the clear plastic container thingy to shoot spitballs.
The end.
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Post by Boozin' Susan on Dec 21, 2020 23:04:18 GMT
About 20 years ago, a very nice Mont Blanc fountain pen was found at the school I worked at. The manager kept it visible in the reception area (but safely behind the counter) in case its owner ever noticed it and asked for its return.
Anyway, after at least six months (it might have even been more than a year) the manager realized the pen had been sitting untouched where she’d left it, handed it to me, and said I could have it.
So, I took the pen home, spent about an hour or so cleaning the dried ink out of it, then refilled it from a new bottle I’d just splurged for.
After about 15 minutes of playing around with the pen (trying not smear everything with the side of my hand), I realized that fountain pens were a complete PITA. Everything was then put into a dresser drawer where I’d imagine it still sits today. (Sadly, I can’t remember the manager’s name, what she was wearing, the name of the store where the ink was purchased, nor what exactly I was doodling.)
It must be easy to find minty fountain pens – they are never used enough to get worn.
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Post by graucho on Dec 21, 2020 23:43:20 GMT
I was forced to write with a fountain pen at school. Being left-handed, it was a real bummer. Was always smudging what i had written, unless I wrote uncomfortably so that my wrist was bent and hand was above the part I was writing. Adding to that how you were supposed to slope writing forwards, and it was seen as bad to have it going the other way, it made essay writing really challenging.
Today I'd probably be awarded extra time in exams.
The nib would also often get something stuck in it. Also, pens when kept in the pocket could leak stain your clothing.
All in all, I'm over fountain pens and quite content with using either a pencil or a modern digital device.
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