tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13829004.post2766825115948837028..comments2023-10-22T06:26:15.038-07:00Comments on No Name for a Blog: The Midnight Pisser, Who Pisses at Midnightkarmaking1111http://www.blogger.com/profile/15245747794402955876noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13829004.post-68455129887312924712012-05-17T07:14:04.375-07:002012-05-17T07:14:04.375-07:00I think the dude is probably still wandering aroun...I think the dude is probably still wandering around, trying to find his apartment, and pissing on other people's doorsteps-- he was that drunk. <br /><br />Also, we don't need polite markers. We just act polite. Did I go to far?karmaking1111https://www.blogger.com/profile/15245747794402955876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13829004.post-56138055548340787312012-05-13T00:06:48.938-07:002012-05-13T00:06:48.938-07:00I see Buddha is really getting to your there in Ko...I see Buddha is really getting to your there in Korea.<br /><br />Aside from that, I like the idea of polite markers in language. What are our polite markers in English? Upturned vocalizations at the end? <br /><br />I wonder whatever happened to the dude who pissed all over your doorstep. <br /><br />Now that's a great first line of a novel if I've ever heard one.Clint Gardnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13534333959460032669noreply@blogger.com