Nice.
Hey, those ads in the back are loads of fun. Sometimes my friends and I like to alter the ad copy. It's loads (hehe) of fun.
LOADS!
last dayz
party crasher
drunk of week
It seems like the personals used to be more fun a few years ago; lots of the Margaret Cho "I'm the ass bandit who's gonna rob your caboose!" style. Maybe the more creative ones are online.
You were sitting at a table near Charles Mudede and didn't recognize him?
what? he wasn't scoping the trannies? so sexist... my gf likes reading that section, too. she likes the weird trends in false advertising. like for a while every tranny will claim a totally phony penis length. then, i dunno, big dicks will go out of style, and they'll scale it back. but they always gotta say "ff"...
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Have to agree with @4 - the personals are way more boring nowadays.
Aww, I miss the print version of The Stranger since I moved. Look, there's Mistress Matisse!
I applaud the book section. It's the first page I turn to when I use the Stranger for toilet paper, composting it afterwards. Remember that the earth is your mother, and you wouldn't tear open your mother with bulldozer an put your unread Stranger book section in her.
You haven't met my mother . . .
In April, Lt. Phillip Neel's photograph appeared in the Austin American-Statesman. A West Pointer who graduated from Fredericksburg High School in 1998 and was stationed at Fort Hood with the 1st Calvary Division, Neel, 27, was killed in a grenade attack in Iraq's Diyala province on Easter Sunday. A month before, he had come home to the Hill Country on a two-week leave. His obituary in the Statesman hinted at the trepidation many soldiers have felt about returning to Iraq, saying that Neel "had prayed for his enemies and cried at the dinner table for the souls of his soldiers" on his last night before returning to duty.
The escort section makes for fine wrapping paper.
...I'm just sayin'.
I'm angry at The Stranger for lumping all the tranny ads together. It used to bring me such joy to play "Spot the Tranny" in the midst of all the other hooker ads. It was more fun than finding Waldo. That pleasure is gone, now.
He was probably trying to figure out which ones are cops.
He probably WAS a cop, trying to figure out which one to book as, um, "research" for SPD's latest vice sting.
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