You are very definitely 20 something and it shows.

TMB:
True, they haven't started to sag, and I don't have any gray hair or wrinkles. But how can you see all that through a computer monitor?

When you've lived a little and experienced a lot and not from the top floor of some foppish dump. Come back and really do and say something of value.

TMB:
No matter how many babies I push out, no matter how many stamps I have in my passport, no matter how much debt I amass, it'll never be enough to suit someone who thinks maturity comes only when one agrees with everything she believes.

Mom, woman, daughter-Human being!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TMB:
Not a wife? Slut.

I received this web site from a friend of mine. Do you write this stuff? Or does some one else?

TMB:
At one time, I wrote all of the articles on this site, but it became too much. People expect the world. I opened the site to contributors, and what you see now is the hard work of 20 dedicated writers churning out one article every few months.

I have only read the "Baby, I got your money" or was something like that. I work in a day care and I was also a waitress for a while. Have you ever worked in that kind of business?? (Child care or in a restaurant?)

TMB:
No. I'm capable of searching print and online job ads for positions that require more than functioning appendages and the ability to breathe. People who choose to work in the child care or restaurant industry know what they're getting into. It's unskilled labor, no matter how many days Chili's trains you, and while I'm sure we're all grateful to the men and women who bring us our watered-down rum and coke, we recognize that we're not in the presence of greatness.

If not you should NOT write about it!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HARD IT IS AND NOT GET PAID ENOUGH FOR IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TMB:
Summer, I feel for you. Parents don't always explain the facts of life to their children, and it's a crime that no one informed you that we live in a capitalist society. That means people who believe they're underpaid can search for job opportunities that offer sufficient income and respect for one's hard work. If no such opportunities exist, there are buildings that house books and aging hippies with doctorates, and within those walls, you will learn to play the game and increase your chances of finding a job that you find suitable. Use this information wisely.

Why?

TMB:
A traumatic blow to the psyche.

Upon a few seconds of refection (I'm a little slow, what can I say?), I think that's a bit vague. What happened that you feel the need to be so seemingly abrasive? Of course the world isn't going to get any better, but does that really justify what you say?

TMB:
No, but my supple breasts do.

Someone once said, "I don't agree with what you're saying, but I'll fight to the death for your right to say it."

TMB:
And people can't stop saying it. You're the better person, Adam. So open-minded and accepting of those whose views repulse you. I bow to your superior sense of justice and fairness. Hail, Adam!

I'm not going to tell you to stop, or change your views, etc. I'm just curious as to why you try to stir up so much controversy, then claim not to want feedback.

TMB:
Pointing out the faults in society as I, a lesser person, see them is hardly an exercise in revolutionary behavior.

If this isn't too forward, tell me a bit about yourself, I like hearing about those sorts of things.

TMB:
Well, Adam, I'm in my early twenties. I don't want world peace because I'd be out of a job. I think literacy is a wonderful thing because it means more readers and gift certificates. I drive an SUV because it's a shame that there are so many starving children in Saudi Arabia who need our support. If I had a daughter, I'd name her Jane and buy her a microscope and teach her that women can do anything that men can do. I love to travel and belittle primitive foreign cultures that can't be bothered to keep their stores open all day and night.

What else would you like to know?

i just scan-read a couple of your designer left wing opinions.

TMB:
In the five years I've run this site, you're the first to accuse me of holding left-wing opinions. I'm moved by this momentous occasion. Hold me, lover.

well done

TMB:
I like to think so.

for an american*, i suppose they're not bad

TMB:
We're trying to get up to speed with the talent that oozes from the European continent.

lets see, you covered: 1. middle class conservative stereotypes (white picket fence, 2.4 kids, ensuite bathrooms)

TMB:
Not to mention lower-class liberal stereotypes (chain-link fence; 8.3 children, 7.2 of whom are in foster care; the world as a bathroom).

2. 'dumdass' 'icky' cheerleader types

TMB:
And silly, yucky goth types. Don't forget them.

3. anything else vaguely mainstream that you could disagree with to make yourself appear more alternative to those who happened to stumble across your website whilst looking for something more interesting via their respective search engines

TMB:
I'm so out of the mainstream, it's insane! But I'm not so out of the mainstream that I've forgotten my manners. I apologize for interrupting your search for shaved young Indonesian transvestites. It won't happen again.

you're really quite fake, aren't you? pretentious as fuck, dahling! either that, or anally retentive with no sense of self-depreciation

TMB:
Yes, dahling! Much love to my pretentious peeps, keepin' it real in a $2000/month studio apartment! East Village in the hizzouse!

you write under the guise of dealing with issues that predominate within society, whereas the sad truth is that you are trying to be contraversial in order to provoke a response from complete strangers, thus feeding your own superficial ego. so you managed to piss off a couple of single mothers. Feel importaant cos they took the time out to answer?

TMB:
Contraversy is my middle name. Really. My parents didn't spell very well, either.

don't- chances are, they're only passing the timje whilst waiting for their microwave pizza to cook (which is what i'm doing)

TMB:
Does anyone send e-mail to strangers without attempting to justify the response? I'm bored. The baby is sleeping. I'm making a microwavable pizza. I'm not a loser. I swear. I didn't really want to write to you, but I couldn't think of anything better to do to kill a few minutes.

*you may consider me prejudiced for condemning your country. however, america is one of my worst fears - a society where there is, essentially, no society: a hybrid where no cultures actually mix or come together. (but thanks for macdonalds anyway)

TMB:
Bravo for taking such a courageous stand. Why not go a step further and use a service other than America Online?

When you start out with a text, without a context, all you end up with is a pretext.

TMB:
Did you steal that from Eminem?

Which is what I think your speech is. Pretext and the assumptions of someone who hasn't taken the time to read and study it.

TMB:
I know the feeling.

Oh! But you have! Right? Perhaps using other books to help you understand? Let the Bible explain itself. Read for yourself.

TMB:
I'm quite sure "Biblical Studies for Dummies" is sufficient.

You'll understand soon.

TMB:
Too much of the dramatic stylings of Kirk Cameron in "Left Behind" isn't good for anyone.

You know, intelligence is wasted on people like you. 

TMB:
Intelligence isn't finite. There's more than enough to go around, if one cares enough to grab a piece of it.

It's obvious that you are well-read, and you feel very strongly about the issues you discuss. But I simply must ask you, is there any reason that you say the things you say besides the childish urge to call attention to yourself by saying "Look at me! Look at me! I'm being bad! I'm rebelling against authority!"

TMB:
I guess it doesn't take much to be a rebel these days. I haven't even pierced anything yet. Wait until I get a ring through the clit. I'll be unstoppable.

Well it worked, you have my attention, but I think you will find that my comments will make sense. Nevermind, scratch that, what am I thinking? You are so ignorant and one-track minded that there is no way anyone else's words could ever penetrate that thick skull of yours.

TMB:
If my words didn't penetrate that thick skull of yours, why should the reverse be true?

Let me ask you something...does saying these kinds of things really make you happy?

TMB:
Not in the least. Rumballs from Mazur's Bakery? That makes me happy.

By saying the things you say, do you really make this world a better place, or make yourself any happier in the long run?

TMB:
This world will never be a better place. This is as good as it gets. Starvation, warfare, rape, oppression -- they're not going anywhere. Anyone who thinks he's working toward that noble goal of making the world a better place is deluding himself. Sit back, open a beer and enjoy the show.

Sure, you may feel that momentary childish pleasure of defiance and rebellion, but you are not truly accomplishing anything.

TMB:
And you've devised something that will end suffering and bring the world together?

When you are willing to change that pathetic waste of time you call your life, you come talk to me. If you have any degree of a backbone, go ahead and post this somewhere on your website, and let me know what you think.

TMB:
Well, I think you tried too hard. A few misspelled words and a condemnation to Hell would have given this a more "real" feel. It sounds forced.

The writer is becoming shrill,whiney and boring.

TMB:
Becoming? Becoming? Becoming? I was shrill, whiny and boring when you were still in diapers, mister.

And using alot of words to accomplish it.

TMB:
I didn't pay for an English degree just to use two-syllable words.

Victoria LeBlanc wrote:

I'm a 16 year old deaf girl writing to you yet again to say: What fucking uterus from hell did you spring from?

TMB:
Hello? My mom's. No wonder you Deaf people breed so much: no one taught you where babies come from.

Something *really* horrible must have happened to you for you to turn out so bitter.

TMB:
It did. Twenty bucks for the pictures. Forty for the videos. Eighty for the latex pussy mold.

I *can* name waaaaay more than five Deaf people who don't depend on SSI for survival; and don't "manufacture" children as you imply.

TMB:
Well, aren't you the little Deaf elitist?

I am shocked that you based all of your opinions on just one family.

TMB:
One family that has invited over every member of the Deaf community. I think I even met the king once, but I'm not sure. Is one's index finger scratching one's ass the sign for royalty?

That is called DISCRIMINATION -- or does that word hold no meaning for you?

TMB:
Actually, it's called PREJUDICE -- or do they not teach you how to discover the meanings of words in your special Deaf schools?

I went back to your site and noticed that you didn't put up my first e-mail on your list of "hate mail". Why is that?

TMB:
You wrote to me before? I hadn't noticed. Are you sure you hit send? Because this is the only e-mail of yours in my mailbox. And I don't delete anything because I like to go back and read the thousands of e-mails that prove how adored I am.

Are you too threatened by a mere 16 year old?

TMB:
Yes. I'm scared to death of the barbed witticisms of a girl whose voice sounds like that of a retarded walrus.

Or maybe you just can't think of anything to say about what I wrote? C'mon I challenge you to reply.

TMB:
These things practically write themselves.

I slap your face with the proverbial glove.

TMB:
And I proverbially spit in your proverbial direction. P-roverbially-tooey.

You know I do get where you are coming from when you say that people are being prosecuted for the thoughts in their heads. But what I am upset about is the callous way you use phrases such as F*** the children.

TMB:
Cursing upsets you so much that you have to use asterisks? You're so dainty. Do you take a tinkle and make love? Big people use big people words. There's nothing to be afraid of. Try it. FUCK. Fuck. fuck. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Doesn't that feel better?

I know that you don't have any children but do you have any nieces or nephews or any child in your life that you have watched grow up and that you love?

TMB:
There is the Guatemalan kid in a cage in the basement, but I wouldn't say I love him.

I have a 8 year old niece that I love more then anything in the world so when I hear of another child being victimized or even someone fantasizing about victimizing children it makes me think of how devastating it would be if something like that happened to my niece. It's is overwhelming to even contemplate.

TMB:
You're surrounded by adults. Some of whom, I assume, you love as much as your eight-year-old niece. When you hear of an adult being victimized or someone fantasizing about victimizing adults, do you dwell on how devastating it would be if something like that happened to an older person in your life? It must be crippling for you.

You casually say things such as " Prosecute those who exploit the precious, little kiddie-widdies" which makes you sound sarcastic, like someone who really doesn't give a damn what happens to kids and that you don't understand why children are precious.

TMB:
Children are a commodity. They're a luxury. They're home-grown nursing assistants. They're an accessory. They're soldiers. They're an ode to one's functioning reproductive organs. They're future taxpayers. They're future leeches. They're future crackwhores, drug dealers and operations managers. They're tiny people who grow up to be adults.

We seem to forget that. Childhood is a snapshot. It's a very brief period in one's life, during which one prepares for 60 or 70 years of being a tossed-aside grown-up, pining for the innocence one believes existed in one's own childhood. They might as well get used to it.

I hope that one day you are lucky enough to be able to watch a child grow up and change and learn then you won't use such phrases.

TMB:
What if that child grows up, changes and learns to be like me? I was a child, you know. Look how I turned out.

Despite all the posing, you're guilty of the worst sin of all: You're just not very funny. Didn't this shit wear thin years ago?

TMB:
I've been insulted by a woman who loves unicorns. If you need me, I'll be hanging from the rafters.

First of all you're ignorant beyond any comprehension. I've read your misinformed and insensitive opinions about teen mothers and you're just crazy... you're probably just a miserable b*tch with no kids of her own so she'd figure she'd criticize all of us happy mothers!!

TMB:
Miserable? Check. Bitch? Check. No kids of her own? Check. Those psychology classes at the local community college are paying off.

We have it all; we've got our youth, our child (or children) who we love dearly, we've got or whole lives to look forward to & we can accomplish anything while raising children who can respect their mothers for being so brave as to take on motherhood as teenagers.

TMB:
If it gets you through the day, honey, run with it.

And most importantly, i think u are extremely jealous that we have our genes in the "gene pool" while u are stuck rotting to ur death as a miserable hag (poor u)....

TMB:
I have a hard time imagining you lying there in the glow of your five-minute sex session, crossing your fingers and squeezing your eyes tightly, hoping that you and your partner will pass on a single sickle-cell anemia gene so that your offspring will be immune to malaria.

But I guess you would have been happier for all of us teen mothers to have aborted our children while we were still pregnant....

TMB:
Well, yeah. It's kind of illegal to abort them after you're no longer pregnant.

selfish b*tches, such as your self, can't see how hard we as teen mothers try to get through college while supporting or children,

TMB:
I just don't know what's wrong with us selfish, bitter bitches who'd prefer to see our money go into our own pockets rather than those of girls who made bad choices and expect us to pick up the pieces for them.

Before I found out I was pregnant at 16 I was smoking pot & drinking & skipping school and I was being the normal teenager...

TMB:
There's a difference between having a good time and being an illiterate, drunken hosebag. You may have crossed that line.

I had no direction in my life.

TMB:
You were 16. Sixteen year olds don't need to have direction in life.

When I found out that I was pregnant my life changed.

TMB:
Most kids just go to a therapist or dye their hair blue.

I got my GED, had my daughter and I am now 18 years old attending a local university.

TMB:
Congratulations, you're good enough.

I will be starting my Dental Hygiene program next fall after finishing 10 core classes, which I might add that I haven't made less than a C in any of my classes.

TMB:
When nuclear war is upon us and we're choosing the best and the brightest for the bunker, chances are there isn't going to be a spot for a chairside assistant who couldn't crack a 2.5 GPA. Unless you've got big tits. Do you?

Because I had my daughter as a teenager my future is now secure and directed.

TMB:
If you consider what you were doing to be "normal" teenager antics, it stands to reason that you would have grown out of that phase and reached the same level of maturity (such as it is) that you have now. Had you not had your daughter and had you become more responsible through the natural progression of aging, you'd probably have more opportunities in front of you than cleaning people's teeth.

Not to mention, I will have my degree before any of my class mates who attended a PRIVATE SCHOOL with me and my whole college tuition has been paid for by the government that you previously told a young woman doesn't give a s*it about teenage mothers.

TMB:
The government doesn't give a shit about young mothers. It doesn't even care about your kids. But it wants to try to ensure that your kids aren't as screwed up as you are because you're a drain on society, and the government doesn't need anyone else sucking the coffers dry. They have congressional pensions to pay.

Well, they care enough to pay my way through college!!!

TMB:
And such gratitude.

I'm sure you weren't so lucky as to have love, wealth and hope at 21 years old like I will. But good luck rude b*tch!

TMB:
You can fuck guys without using a condom, but you can't spell out curse words? It must be an epidemic. Have you met Karyn?

Your ramblings about 9/11 on Jenny's website were almost humorous. It makes me laugh to read the works of somebody who thinks they are smarter than what they are. It is amazing how you just want to "leave the country for a week" but hey when it suits you, you can just come back. Nice to enjoy that freedom isn't it? And to say "go to a country that does not wallow in self pity" This one statement shows me how ignorant you are. Anytime anywhere anything remotely bad happens the first thing another country does is ask us to help them out. Grow up and go back to what you do best: teasing on cam and talking about how mommy and daddy hate you and how your life is horrible. Better yet do us all a favor and take up a habit like smoking or if you already do smoke please smoke more. The quicker you go the better we all will be, or simply just do come back after 9/11.

TMB:
To ensure that we have a mutually enjoyable tete-a-tete, we should clear up a few items before engaging in debate. You appear confused.

First, I do not know who Jenny is. She surely is a fascinating woman -- a force of nature with which to be reckoned -- but we are not acquainted.

I do not have a Web cam. Not all women with Web sites bare their tits. At least not until someone offers to buy a DVD player. With progressive scan, please.

I like my parents. How could I not? They created me from their love, and their love was beautiful. So good, so pure, so innocent. It was the kind of love that nothing, except a six-pack of Michelob and a slut with caked-on make-up, could destroy.

My life is awesome. With God by my side, everything comes up roses.

In future correspondences, I suggest that you make an attempt to read a few pages of a Web site before composing an e-mail complaining about it.

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