I wish good things for you too.
Humiliation can be a good teacher.
Signing off… time to study.
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I drink a lot too. I wonder how you got an opportunity such as this? From Oklahoma? I plan on traveling the world. If I have my sanity and doctor’s approval, I’m gonna go on a lot of volunteering trips too.
Do you have any pic in your army costume? Sorry for being so straightforward, I’m just amazed at all this/// My family is of armenian origin and most of the pictures of reality taken were by german soldiers of the genocide… during 1918-1920.
I had erotomania too but the woman I loved never knew it. I thought she knew I was back in love with her because my belief system at the time told me she was waiting next to my bedside holding my hand and crying for me to come out of " a coma". virtual world stuff going on. I thought scientists were trying to let me live inside a computer generated world. kind of like Humpty Dumpty but with a whole lot more details.
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cheers to this… life is short, laugh and let it go…
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I’m sorry about your family. Though it’s painful to see, things like that must not be forgotten. When I was in the army they made it very easy to become an alcoholic. A forty ounce bottle of Bacardi rum cost $2.90. Every Friday there would be an unbroken trail of soldiers walking to the package store and back. I wish I had gotten some psychiatric treatment while I was in the army, because then I could have gotten a military disability pension, which is a lot more that the disability I get now. It was in the army where I first started to succumb to schizophrenia. I’m sorry I don’t have any photos of myself back then. I probably would have been drunk when they took it.
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In track people cheered, “Lance Corporal Max Fight Master!!!”
We also named one of my freinds “Rambo Del Fuego”
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hmmm… B Rye… hmmm… King Prium surprisingly… I don’t know I don’t think it get’s any weirder than that… as far nonsensical nicknames go.
Bryan the lion was one for a while.
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Bryan the lion sounds good enough, 
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hah I don’t know what’s with the animal names… but was once called octo-bry
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hahaha I have a thing with animal names too… lion is good.
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My gf calls me wolf 
I like it hehe
she just started calling me it one day and it stuck 
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I was gonna flag your post but what the hell are you talking about dude?
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I get mork quite a lot. That or jombus.
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Skunk the one eyed pill popping animal…i was at a friends during a bad time i was eating loratabs like candy… i had a black thong over my left eye as an eye patch…and i reached into my pocket to grab another loratab and pulled out the sleeping baby skunk i found on the drive over i forgotten about…everyone was impressed and amused at my turmoil and strife…
I never wished mental illness upon my worst enemies, that’s a little sick of you to be honest.
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Two of my coworkers called me Jojo Starbuck.
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I was sick when i was younger sorrysorry. I was relating to another post. I don’t relate here because life is always roses. I don’t regard your judgment as something to look to. But im sorry to upset anyone.
When I was a park ranger one of my co-workers used to call me “Hoss”. I don’t know if anyone remembers the old TV show Bonanza, but it was a show about a father and his three sons who operated a cattle ranch in the old west in the 1800’s. One of the sons was a big guy named “Hoss”. The nickname kind of bothered me but I just played along. I guess the nickname wasn’t really that weird.
From 1990-95 I lived in a board & care home in a drug infested neighborhood. It was all guys of all ages, about 15 of us. When I moved in I had a job that was an hour and a half bus ride to get there, and an hour and a half to get back.
On my days off I was taking two college classes which was a forty-five minute bus ride away and then another forty-five minutes back. I was the most productive tenant there and some of the other guys kind of resented it because it kinda made them look bad. It wasn’t my fault, I couldn’t help it. Only one or two other guys worked and none of them went to school.
They spent their days stealing and doing drugs and drinking. I had just gotten clean and sober a few months before so I was kind of an outcast for 5 years at this place and I wasn’t included when they all sat together on the porch drinking soda and smoking cigarettes every day. It didn’t really bother me too much, in addition to work I was going to AA meetings 4 or 5 nights a week and spending my week-ends visiting my family so I wasn’t lonely.
A husband and wife ran this place and the husband was an ex-judo champion, he competed at the national level when he lived in Japan and won a bunch of titles. So at this house he was a strong arm enforcer and kept everybody in line (he suspected everybody was doing drugs but it was hard to catch them in the act).
Anyway, he saw I wasn’t causing any trouble and he also saw the other guys delibtrately snubbing me and ignoring me. In the living room of the house there was a TV and the owner also had a VCR and book case of the coolest videos (this was before DVD’s were invented). he had a bunch of action flicks with Clint Eastwood, Arnold, Stallone etc. He also had "Top Gun’ with Tom Cruise.
It was the first time I ever saw it and I liked it so much that I used play it over and over over again. So the husband started calling me his 'Top Gun" of the house after the character of Maverick in the movie played by Tom Cruise in front of all the other guys to because I was usually alone and to teach the other guys a lesson and make me look good. So for almost 5 years, I was “Top Gun”.
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I think I’m going to call you Mav, if you have no strong objections 
“Mav” will be fine.
OK Goose, I’m going in. I’'ll hit the brakes and he’ll fly right by us.
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