BADMITTEN RULES!! (I’ll beat you HungHigh)

Baad xanga kharma is eating up my pictures!

Let’s back up. I’m in Tuscon. HH and I are, for forever, on the run from each other. We both desire to get the other one first. There is bad, bad karma here folks. Of course Gunslinger and HH are purely fictional characters. As much as Gunslinger wants to get his nemisis hunghigh, he also wants to find a suitable elm tree to hang him in. The only problem is that almost all of the grand old elm trees are gone - even the dead ones. The ones that remain are sucky examples of hanging trees, by any means. As I have stated before, they are not even big enough to whip Hunghigh’s ass with. Check previous entry for the embarrassing examples. Recently, I, Gunslinger took time from his pilgrimage to make contacts with people from the past. He contacted the people he had lived with in Virginia for awhile. About two years ago – (the “Live”rights). He let people on that he had kids from free lifestyle associations he had made. However, a couple of his past aquaintances, The ones he had met from the “Parchesi (The board game – like Aggravation) tournaments” at the nudist camp, were mad as hell at him (CremedelaFemme and MidouriSour). He had fond memories of them and couldn’t (for the life of him) figure out the reason. Angelof the odd “Live”right however was extremely happy to hear from ol Gunslinger. He was glad of it, but disappointed when she all of a sudden, deleted a post. Then he remembered why the other two had been so sore with him. He had read all of Angel’s books and turned back the corners on pages in every book. He had even taped one that had become worn. Well, now that he remembered, he understood. That’s a pretty greivious ass sin to some people, and they tend not to forget that shit very fast. Angel got over it though, and said that his latest endeavors were fricking awesome shit. He thinks soon he’ll be on excellant terms with the other two as well. He just has to say he’s sorry. (He thinks – we hope.) Gunslinger though, gets mightily distracted by his feud with his age old foe. If you read Stephen King’s “The Gunslinger” from his “Dark Tower” series you would find quite a few similarities. This guy  came into the picture while Gunslinger was living with the “Live”rights”. The preceeding post recounts the details of what happened. In short, he was Hunghigh’s demon. Though he was tied to a killer bee hive by those sublime assassin’s, Spyderette and the girls , he managed to slip away by throwing half of his jelly sandwich, a few feet away. Of course the bees went for the jelly instead of him. Well, Hunghigh got away, but not before Angel_of_the_odd, and her aunt, got some good yoga kicks in. Then Angel felt bad because she saw that she had kicked “just an odd little fat kid”. Gunslinger was speeding on his way home from the nudist camp, where he had been looking over elm trees, and got delayed by this hummer. (Of course we understand bad kharma – in this case it was inevitably from Hunghigh.) By the time he got to the scene, HH was long long gone.(The last anybody had seen, the kid was eating the other half of his jelly sandwich.) Our antihero was quite angry, but he kept it in. He knew that hh had sent demons to do his bidding and that he had to go on the lamm for awhile. He managed to snag this fake ID for awhile . While this also backfired at first, he managed to retain an ally here Seigi_Jet, along with two other henchmen: Theorist, and  GypsyPM5. Without a question, these guys were antihero’s all. (Gypsy gave everybody the finger; Theorist filled everyone’s mind with permissive thoughts and was a French Foreign Legioneer; Seige_Jet scalped Red Sox tickets. But they also were of outstanding quality, and dedicated to the mission. “HH is dead meat” said theorist.

First things first however. After hiding out in Tuscon for awhile, and feeling the need to once more feel invisible, Gunslinger contacted Fruitopia_24 in Perth, after discovering that she somehow had a picture of his old friend Grace. He discovered that Fruitopia_24 had the perfect crowd for him to blend into.

Highhung could look directly at this crowd and never see him. Before going there however, Gunslinger needs to take care of a few things. He contacts VeryModern because he has heard of her widely acclaimed abilities. They plot a plan to get Hunghigh into a spell. Someone, however, has been to VM’s neighborhood and crawled into bedroom windows.(I’m not making this up – check her site.) Of course it’s HH. Surely she will want to help now. (Of course VM hates violence with passion. She writes about it too. Gunslinger dosen’t know it though.) In fact she has an odd affinity for the guy who crawled into her room. She reverses the table. She has found somebody to put a spell on HH. But she dislikes Gunslinger’s proclivity for hatred. “She’s got nice legs”, Gunslinger keeps thinking. He almost forgot why he came. I wouldn’t mind staying here. I feel like I want to play badmitten. Ah, yes, That Highhung (also known as www.2003stockpicks.com). I’d like to get him up in a tree… Gunslinger mused…. so he could return my birdie. I’ll beat his ass at badmitten. That’s what I’ll do. Gunslinger’s guy’s are bewildered. Sure they still wanted to help out Gunslinger. Sure… but they were getting weary of all this badmitten stuff. They brought towells, went to retrieve errant birdies, got extra raquets whenever they were needed. Oh, shit…. But they went along thinking that the antihero was working on a master plan. Well, you’ll see. But first, I missed some of the story. Before VeryModern, Gunslinger writes to his mother (it’s mother’s day after all.) Gunslinger is almost half Japanese. His mother had a bar in Hermosa Beach … or was it Long Beach? It had been such a long time. He had been so preoccupied that he had neglected contact for millenia (or so it seemed to Gunslinger now as he thought of it.) Cerveza’s Bar – that was it…

 I stole picture from “reef”. Of course it’s a public domain item anyway.

Well we finally really nailed hunghigh (hang him high was exactly what I intended). (To bad he got away.) We lured that fat kid with the assheaded t-shirt. Angel was waiting for him with a gun, but her great aunt, depicted here, got to him first. She was waiting outside the cabin behind a can when he showed up. She kicked him a good one in the chin. (Of course I had been detained by getting run over by this hummer.) Spyderette, and her assassin girlfriends dragged a partially unconcious HH over to the Killer bees boxes and proceeded to tie him there. However they began to get stung so didn’t tie him securely. Hunghigh, still had his lunchbox with him of course. He snapped out of his stupor and threw a jelly sandwich 20 feet away and the bees all went for the jelly. By the time I got there, Hunghigh was nowhere to be found. Angel wasn’t convinced it was hunghigh anyway. He’s just a little fat kid with a corny t-shirt. That kid has never had sex in his life. Well, I’ve chased HH over the millenia and I couldn’t believe they had let him get away. I’ve since heard that he was going to see Verymodern. “Ha, HungHigh – I’ve already been there.” I thought of everything. I heard that this guy Phil has been climbing into women’s bedrooms in the area. It’s surely that scum hunghigh. We’ll get him for sure now. (VeryModern and Gunslinger had worked out a plan to get a spell on Hunghigh.) Of course if you’ve read anything up to this point, you know that VM has no plan at all to do anything to HH. She knows somebody all right who will do the dirty work – but on who, remains to be seen.

looks like the time is really up for HungHigh, known otherwise as www.2003stockpicks.com (This death is stolen from MadCrayolaBox)

Death seems inevitable for Gunslinger’s nemisis, Highhung. At long last. It seemed like millenia to our anti-hero. Finally, there would be no escaping. HH would get his just punishment.  (Or would he… Gunslinger had appealed to VeryModern to get someone to put a spell on the rat. Little did he know how little VeryModern or her friends appreciate violence. Who did she get the spell put on??? STAY TUNED - No, not Seige_Jet. This is the fake ID I used at first. Just wanted to make sure he got credit. He sure went through a lot from everyone at first, thinking it was he not I who was stealing everybody blind. Now contact him and buy some $100 dollar Red Sox tickets from him. Help him pay his rent. (Just trying to help, like always friend).possibilities with this French Foreign Legionaire. If he dosen’t work, I wonder who will.

 ’Gypsy’, my future ID!  Cheers, HungHigh! (otherwise known as: www.2003stockpicks.com.

 Subscribe there $1 for 90 days. Excellant connection, you’ll keep hunghigh distracted and get a diversified income source to boot.

These girls (spyderette and her friends), are really assassins. I have contracted them to help me get HungHigh. Their mode is to use killer bees. Now if we can find some way to lure him—-       Here he comes, smirk and all…. he’s carrying a sandwich bomb. Good! Angel_of_the_odd is waiting for him with a gun.

 what a find this was, eh? (again/stolen)X2  fr: suicidalreptile he also stole it so he shouldn’t complain much.   I bet you don’t think this has much to do with my story….      manda8199 likes stuff like women with guns. This has everything.

This is a girl I met at Cerveza’s Bar last time I was there. Of course it’s been awhile. Tell mom I said hello.

The character Gunslinger was planning to see VeryModern to see if she knew anyone who could put a spell on his nemisis, Hunghigh. You cannot imagine the hatred between those two. Gunslinger was looking for a big elm tree to hang Hunghigh’s ass in. The trouble is, there’s hardly any towering elm trees left anywhere. Even the dead ones are gone. While at VeryModern’s place he was sidetracked by her sexy legs, and desired to have a trist with her (very unusual for single-minded gunslinger). He dosen’t really have any kids from that nudist camp he was near while in Charlottesville. It was a smokescreen to throw Highhung off his trail. It apparantly didn’t work though. That guy seems to be everywhere. (He dosen’t post though, figure that out). VeryModern tricked him, and he dosen’t even know it yet. Stay tuned. Gunslinger wants to hang Hunghigh 200 ft high in an elm tree (of course there aren’t any) where the crows can pick out his eyes, and vultures can get whatever drops. Or, he hopes Mongolian horses will trample him on a fire ant hill. VeryModern will have big things to say about this violent tendancy. Just wait!!! For a look at piddly-ass elm trees that are left – check the previous entry. It’s embarrassing as hell!

 Look at this sick bastard example of an internet elm tree. The ones I knew were 6 feet across at minimum. Fuck hanging Hunghigh in a tree like this. You can barely whip his ass with it.

 Even this supposed national champion American Elm is embarassing. The trees I knew were twice as tall, at least.

  Thankfully, I found this crowd I can blend into. It’s in Perth. It came from Fruitopia_24. Don’t tell Hunghigh I’m going there. (I want to skin him!)

I’m probably going to see a psychic. Someone said VeryModern might work. I was in Va. awhile back with the “Live”right couple, in the mtns. You can see the cabin we all stayed in on a previous post. Get this: It was near a nudist camp. But the place they lived was by a YMCA camp. Some of those kids at Angel of the odd’s page were probably mine. I’m not into the alternative stuff, but it just happened with so many people practicing open lifestyles. Who cares? Right now, I’m laying low. With Hunghigh, it’s either trap or be trapped. If you see Mom tell her I said I was okay. For now, I’m still in Tuscon. Not for long!

Ok here’s the deal. I steal. But unless God or expiration of premium Intervenes, being a man of reasonable intention, I will post my thefts in a sidebox or on a post so that you can recieve noble recognition. I am Virgil, and I am searching beyond the boundaries of space and time for my nemesis, HungHigh (may he rot). HungHigh and I know what we are accused of, but as for you-ha, that is for us to know and for you to find out. I will stop at nothing to get that bastard what he deserves. I will unturn every stone. For those familiar with the gunslinger of Stephen King’s Dark Tower series, you will recognize the similiarities. We are ever searching for each other. Will we meet in this quadrant? I, Virgil, have been referred to as surly and sullen. Usually a man of sparse words. I may take things, but I am not unkind. I believe it is written into the script to always be gracious to a lady. So far I have transgressed against Angel_of_the_odd, by taking her post (and cabin in the mtns.; Jesus, by expanding on sub-ideas (for instance, I implemented gunslinger after he already had gotten it from Stephen King.), Seige_jet, profile picture. I needed annonymity to keep my whereabouts unknown to the scoundrel HungHigh. I also attempted, but was not successful in getting skin from cerv. I had posted these things in two places at this site, however, they were inadvertatly deleted. (some things are just written into this character.)