Gojo’s Fishing Expedition…

Get Yer Foot Out

Where is my Surfside6 when I need her? Confound it, girl, you need to jump on the other channel and help your buds. Maybe they’re not beyond help. Try, anyway. Your buds are off on a tangent today about Jason’s ‘anger issues’, his need for ‘anger management’, his ‘hot temper,’ etc. When they’re asked where that info came from, they just say, “We just know it.” Idiots. Then my Surfside6 came on and provided a link! It’s not nice to fool people, Surfside. You linked to that student’s autopsy report. And yet you and your buds are still allowed to post on a public message board. Amazing. Fortunately, we don’t have those idiots over here. Maybe they are beyond help. Let’s stay hidden. ——————– gojo ~~~~~~~~~~~ Several people who knew Jason and Michelle have mentioned anger issues.  Too bad all those posts were deleted, huh, Gojo (pardon me–Mr Bozo)! “My Surfside6?”  Do you claim ownership of every person you come into any sort of contact with?  Get over it, Gojo.  Surfie is not yours to command or control. You are still stuck on the idea that everyone who disagrees with you is an idiot.  You’d be a lot more interesting if you would get over that, too. And “hidden?”  You can’t possibly say that with any sort of conviction when you are on an open message board.  You and your candy cane and your red bitch are very well known.  And monitored. You might as well get over that, too.

“Everyday Gojo”

Sung to the “Dreams of the Everyday housewife” song

He looks at the computer screen
and stares at the words that weren’t there yesterday
And thinks of the young man that his daughter could have married
What was he thinking when he married Michelle anyway

He clicks his mouse in little boy fashion as something comes into his mind
Slowly starts typing remembering the high hopes he once had for his life

Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday gojo
He sits alone typing anything that comes to mind
An everyday gojo who lost his moment to shine

The yearbook he takes from the closet and slowly remembers his dreams
Remembers his hope to be journalist and make it big on the literary scene

He closes his eyes and touches the computer screen that suddenly disappears
And just for the moment he’s at book signing
that would have made him much more than he is

Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday gojo
He sits alone typing anything that comes to mind
And everday gojo who lost his moment to shine

Maybe if he corrects people’s postings
They’ll think he’s more than just what he really is
Call them some names and hide his real fears

Oh, such are the dreams of the everyday gojo
He sts alone typing anything that comes to mind
And everyday gojo who lost his moment to shine

Candy Cane is Captain Joe

Her mother, the lizard, is another winner. She likes to sun herself in the nude, I’m told, shocking those who are unfortunate enough to see her. ——————–

Only a mother can love a murderer.

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Who told you that stuff, Joe?

You love throwing out this garbage with nothing to back it up.

Roxboro Gas?

Road Hazard…

Gojo says,

Young women talk and talk and talk…. but they don’t think.

Naw, I had a youth council meeting. That’s how I stay young, hanging around teenagers.

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Does this sign hang in Gojo’s car?