Carol Hartsell is Only a Man
On Faith and Fighting
Carol Hartsell
It has occurred to me that I am a bit like a Jack Russell Terrier. I’m small, weak and testy, but I bark like I can tear everyone else apart.
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Carol Hartsell
It has occurred to me that I am a bit like a Jack Russell Terrier. I’m small, weak and testy, but I bark like I can tear everyone else apart.
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10 Comments:
*purrs meekly*
Ah. Eeep. I am glad you are no longer dating Khrushchev.
Playful fights are an eternal problem, as few of our contemporaries seem to grok the idea of friendly horseplay. I play-punch some of my friends in the shoulder by way of greeting, and they complain. And not because they'd rather be hugged, but rather because they'd rather be as insulated as they are in front of computer monitors. Pah.
Speaking as an ardent sadomasochist, I have to say that fighting is good, clean, fun, and healthy. Mmm, motion, pressure, impression, sharing, touching, prodding, etc. Pure goodness.:)
Please tell me that your brother at least once kicked the crap out of your ex-boyfriend a la Sonny Corleone vs. Carlo Rizzi.
In other news, great column, but I think I laughed more at "Leaving Las Vegas".
Ha...yeah. I forgot to mention that my columns aren't funny. Oops.
"Remo Williams my way out of there."
I thought I was the only one on earth that had seen that movie. Or are you just a big fan of The Destroyer books?
"Who are you?"
"Remo Williams..."
Yeah...damn right, lady.
Fred Ward deserves better recognition, his appearance in Joe Dirt not withstanding.
Hey, Carol, just wanted to say this was funny and moving and great. Hopefully next time I will be prepared for your column to be not post-modern wackiness and won't be blind-sided and get all teary ...
jf
.. and you have a bit of a terrier-like mustache.
Carol,
no offense, but I see you more as a Jake Speed kinda girl... and I would be your H.A.R.V. anyday !
Mr Snid
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