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	<title>Comments on: Hunted Down by the Drunk &amp; the Criminally Insane</title>
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		<title>By: stolie &#124; The Funky Brown Chick</title>
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		<dc:creator>stolie &#124; The Funky Brown Chick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Aug 2006 00:43:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yeah, the live sex show was in Amsterdam. I&#039;ll write a full post about it, but I&#039;ll give everything &quot;code words&quot; so that it will be safe for work.

About this &quot;/*&quot; stuff, I honestly have no clue what you mean. Did I write or post that somewhere? It was probably just a typo ...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Yeah, the live sex show was in Amsterdam. I&#8217;ll write a full post about it, but I&#8217;ll give everything &#8220;code words&#8221; so that it will be safe for work.</p>
<p>About this &#8220;/*&#8221; stuff, I honestly have no clue what you mean. Did I write or post that somewhere? It was probably just a typo &#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: stolie &#124; The Funky Brown Chick</title>
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		<dc:creator>stolie &#124; The Funky Brown Chick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Aug 2006 00:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay. I&#039;ll do a full post about it. For now, the quick and dirty version is: it happened in &quot;everything goes&quot; Amsterdam.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay. I&#8217;ll do a full post about it. For now, the quick and dirty version is: it happened in &#8220;everything goes&#8221; Amsterdam.</p>
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		<title>By: momok</title>
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		<dc:creator>momok</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Aug 2006 00:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nothing wrong with watching strip shows... but never seen a live sex show!!!

But travelling almost 200km just so you can go to a strip show is even beyind me!!!

And yes, the ice glasses rock... hehe... guess in more than one way :-) (Ice/ Glass/ Rock.. get it?)

OK.. you have to open a new post and tell me what &quot;/*&quot; means... PULEEEZZZZZ</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nothing wrong with watching strip shows&#8230; but never seen a live sex show!!!</p>
<p>But travelling almost 200km just so you can go to a strip show is even beyind me!!!</p>
<p>And yes, the ice glasses rock&#8230; hehe&#8230; guess in more than one way :-) (Ice/ Glass/ Rock.. get it?)</p>
<p>OK.. you have to open a new post and tell me what &#8220;/*&#8221; means&#8230; PULEEEZZZZZ</p>
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		<title>By: MamaChristy</title>
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		<dc:creator>MamaChristy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 21:33:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay, you have GOT to blog about the live sex show.  I must know about this.  Was it creepy?  Was it just fun?  Was it titillating?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay, you have GOT to blog about the live sex show.  I must know about this.  Was it creepy?  Was it just fun?  Was it titillating?</p>
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		<title>By: stolie &#124; The Funky Brown Chick</title>
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		<dc:creator>stolie &#124; The Funky Brown Chick</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 15:41:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;B&gt;AWE&lt;/B&gt;: Maybe you have that “open” look; people feel aren’t afraid to approach you. Or, maybe that woman was hitting on you?

&lt;B&gt;Howard&lt;/B&gt;: No, no, no, all that happened the day after I gave him my number ... 

&lt;B&gt;AmyD&lt;/B&gt;: That guy sounds like a total freak. And, by the way— yes, it’s true – in general, if you can’t think of any freak stories, it’s because you’re the freak in everyone else’s story.

&lt;B&gt;Laurie&lt;/B&gt;: GREAT story!!!! I can’t believe that hasn’t happened to me yet. So far, I’ve never had anyone whisper sweet insanity in my ear.

&lt;B&gt;Nerd Girl&lt;/B&gt;: I’m not sooo not a fan of toe-sucking. I dated a guy from Florida who LOVED to suck my toes. I let him do it because I figured, you know, why not. He got off of it, but it did absolutely nothing for me.

&lt;B&gt;Wall Flower&lt;/B&gt;: When he asked, “what your man got to do with me?” you should have done a little dance and sang the entire &lt;a HREF=&quot;http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;q=%22just+a+friend%22+%22biz+markie%22&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Biz Markie&lt;/A&gt; song. He would have thought that YOU were the crazy one and he would have left you alone.

&lt;B&gt;Raymond&lt;/B&gt;:  I could never reduce Kay to an acquaintance. My ex-friend Esther? Yes. Kay? No.

&lt;B&gt;kypris&lt;/B&gt;: Okay, sounds like you’re definitely a bona fide freak magnet like I am. Welcome to the club. Someone recently forwarded me &lt;a HREF=&quot;http://msnbc.msn.com/id/14124484/&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;this article&lt;/A&gt; (“Why Nutjobs Choose You”). They give good tips on how to freak-proof your life.

&lt;B&gt;wintergreen&lt;/B&gt;: EXACTLY. I’m glad that I found out that he was/is a freak before I actually ended up on a date with him.

&lt;B&gt;Nat&lt;/B&gt;: Maybe he was trying to hit on you?

&lt;B&gt;Raymond&lt;/B&gt;: Hey, hey, now. It’s not a competition. Everyone can post whatever they’d like and there’s no need to out-wit, out-funny or out-comment anyone. Everyone is equal in the eyes of Stolie. :) Besides, to borrow &lt;a HREF=&quot;http://isorule.blogspot.com&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Jay’s&lt;/A&gt; tagline: “You don’t have to be fabulous, that’s *my* job.”

&lt;B&gt;MamaChristy&lt;/B&gt;: Thanks for all of the kind words.  :)  And, yeah, that old guy sounds like freak.

&lt;B&gt;momok&lt;/B&gt;: Wait a minute, they serve the drinks in glasses made of ice? That’s really really cool! I don’t think I’ve ever seen that before. Oh, and, I love it: &lt;I&gt;“If you can’t get a girl to strip for you without having to pay her to do so ... you probably are not worth the effort in the first place!!!”&lt;/I&gt; Having said that, I’ll freely admit that I’ve paid to see men (and women) strip. And, I’ve also seen a life sex show.

&lt;B&gt;The Genius&lt;/B&gt;:  OH. MY. GAWD!!!! That totally reminds me of a story from this chick that I used to know in California. I asked a similar question, “What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done.” Here answer, “Well, you know that I used to be a Devil worshipper, right?” I should have left the conversation there, but I’m like, “Um, well, no, I didn’t know that. Like, what does that even mean? HOW did you worship the Devil?” She went on and on about “sacrificing rabbits and shit in the graveyards.” It was all really really really really really odd.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>AWE</b>: Maybe you have that “open” look; people feel aren’t afraid to approach you. Or, maybe that woman was hitting on you?</p>
<p><b>Howard</b>: No, no, no, all that happened the day after I gave him my number &#8230; </p>
<p><b>AmyD</b>: That guy sounds like a total freak. And, by the way— yes, it’s true – in general, if you can’t think of any freak stories, it’s because you’re the freak in everyone else’s story.</p>
<p><b>Laurie</b>: GREAT story!!!! I can’t believe that hasn’t happened to me yet. So far, I’ve never had anyone whisper sweet insanity in my ear.</p>
<p><b>Nerd Girl</b>: I’m not sooo not a fan of toe-sucking. I dated a guy from Florida who LOVED to suck my toes. I let him do it because I figured, you know, why not. He got off of it, but it did absolutely nothing for me.</p>
<p><b>Wall Flower</b>: When he asked, “what your man got to do with me?” you should have done a little dance and sang the entire <a HREF="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;lr=&amp;q=%22just+a+friend%22+%22biz+markie%22" rel="nofollow">Biz Markie</a> song. He would have thought that YOU were the crazy one and he would have left you alone.</p>
<p><b>Raymond</b>:  I could never reduce Kay to an acquaintance. My ex-friend Esther? Yes. Kay? No.</p>
<p><b>kypris</b>: Okay, sounds like you’re definitely a bona fide freak magnet like I am. Welcome to the club. Someone recently forwarded me <a HREF="http://msnbc.msn.com/id/14124484/" rel="nofollow">this article</a> (“Why Nutjobs Choose You”). They give good tips on how to freak-proof your life.</p>
<p><b>wintergreen</b>: EXACTLY. I’m glad that I found out that he was/is a freak before I actually ended up on a date with him.</p>
<p><b>Nat</b>: Maybe he was trying to hit on you?</p>
<p><b>Raymond</b>: Hey, hey, now. It’s not a competition. Everyone can post whatever they’d like and there’s no need to out-wit, out-funny or out-comment anyone. Everyone is equal in the eyes of Stolie. :) Besides, to borrow <a HREF="http://isorule.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">Jay’s</a> tagline: “You don’t have to be fabulous, that’s *my* job.”</p>
<p><b>MamaChristy</b>: Thanks for all of the kind words.  :)  And, yeah, that old guy sounds like freak.</p>
<p><b>momok</b>: Wait a minute, they serve the drinks in glasses made of ice? That’s really really cool! I don’t think I’ve ever seen that before. Oh, and, I love it: <i>“If you can’t get a girl to strip for you without having to pay her to do so &#8230; you probably are not worth the effort in the first place!!!”</i> Having said that, I’ll freely admit that I’ve paid to see men (and women) strip. And, I’ve also seen a life sex show.</p>
<p><b>The Genius</b>:  OH. MY. GAWD!!!! That totally reminds me of a story from this chick that I used to know in California. I asked a similar question, “What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done.” Here answer, “Well, you know that I used to be a Devil worshipper, right?” I should have left the conversation there, but I’m like, “Um, well, no, I didn’t know that. Like, what does that even mean? HOW did you worship the Devil?” She went on and on about “sacrificing rabbits and shit in the graveyards.” It was all really really really really really odd.</p>
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		<title>By: The Genius</title>
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		<dc:creator>The Genius</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 11:03:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ok here&#039;s a story of the criminally insane story... And Stolie - it should probably make you feel better.

This story probably works with one of your previous posts as well (questions to ask a date).  

I was on my second date with this guy and we were asking those silly getting to know you questions.  WELL....I innocently asked what is one of the stupidist/baddest things you did as a kid?  I&#039;m expecting something like snuck out of the house, some five finger discounts, a crazy fight - anyways something like that.  The guy goes oh no no I really shouldn&#039;t say.. and of course this peaks my curiousity so I say, &quot;how bad could it be?&quot; His response, &quot;I used to skin animals!!!&quot;  Needless to say the date ended soon after and I never spoke to, and thankfully, have never seen the guy since.  AHHHH!  I&#039;m pretty sure that&#039;s a sign of serial killers.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ok here&#8217;s a story of the criminally insane story&#8230; And Stolie &#8211; it should probably make you feel better.</p>
<p>This story probably works with one of your previous posts as well (questions to ask a date).  </p>
<p>I was on my second date with this guy and we were asking those silly getting to know you questions.  WELL&#8230;.I innocently asked what is one of the stupidist/baddest things you did as a kid?  I&#8217;m expecting something like snuck out of the house, some five finger discounts, a crazy fight &#8211; anyways something like that.  The guy goes oh no no I really shouldn&#8217;t say.. and of course this peaks my curiousity so I say, &#8220;how bad could it be?&#8221; His response, &#8220;I used to skin animals!!!&#8221;  Needless to say the date ended soon after and I never spoke to, and thankfully, have never seen the guy since.  AHHHH!  I&#8217;m pretty sure that&#8217;s a sign of serial killers.</p>
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		<title>By: momok</title>
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		<dc:creator>momok</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 09:29:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Creeps are everywhere, I even know a few myself... and i&#039;m a guy!! &#124;straight&#124; had the great pleasure of having to deal with one for a whole 30 minz last Saturday evening... 

unfortunately, he was with a good friend of mine.. couldn&#039;t wait to loose the looser.

Went to a bar with a Russian theam, the whole ICE BAR thing with drinks served in glasses made of ICE.. wiked music.. (pretty much an Igloo with very nice sculptures) but the looser kept saying he wanted to go to a strip club!!!

If you can&#039;t get a girl to strip for you without having to pay her to do so.. you probably are not worth the effort in the first place!!!

It was more than just that.. it was the look in his eyes.. the seediest I have ever seen!!!

That&#039;s when I apologised to my good friend and asked the looser to fuck off!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Creeps are everywhere, I even know a few myself&#8230; and i&#8217;m a guy!! |straight| had the great pleasure of having to deal with one for a whole 30 minz last Saturday evening&#8230; </p>
<p>unfortunately, he was with a good friend of mine.. couldn&#8217;t wait to loose the looser.</p>
<p>Went to a bar with a Russian theam, the whole ICE BAR thing with drinks served in glasses made of ICE.. wiked music.. (pretty much an Igloo with very nice sculptures) but the looser kept saying he wanted to go to a strip club!!!</p>
<p>If you can&#8217;t get a girl to strip for you without having to pay her to do so.. you probably are not worth the effort in the first place!!!</p>
<p>It was more than just that.. it was the look in his eyes.. the seediest I have ever seen!!!</p>
<p>That&#8217;s when I apologised to my good friend and asked the looser to fuck off!!!</p>
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		<title>By: MamaChristy</title>
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		<dc:creator>MamaChristy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Aug 2006 18:55:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, Stolie, you smart, funny, beautiful FREAK MAGNET!  I&#039;m so glad you at least know how to recognize them once they start acting psycho.

When I was young, I used to do and get a lot of car flirting.  Not so much anymore because of, you know, the CARSEAT in the back.

So I was about 17 and riding in the car with my parents.  My older parents who were, at the time, in their mid 50s.  This clean but still scruffy looking dude in an older but well-kept car smiles at me.  Since I&#039;m in the car with my parents and am therefore bored, I smile at the guy since he&#039;s about to burn a hole right through the window with his intense gaze.  Then he does it: the vulgar, um, &lt;I&gt;cunnilingus&lt;/I&gt; sign.  The worse part?  He couldn&#039;t have been five years younger than my dad.  Yuck.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, Stolie, you smart, funny, beautiful FREAK MAGNET!  I&#8217;m so glad you at least know how to recognize them once they start acting psycho.</p>
<p>When I was young, I used to do and get a lot of car flirting.  Not so much anymore because of, you know, the CARSEAT in the back.</p>
<p>So I was about 17 and riding in the car with my parents.  My older parents who were, at the time, in their mid 50s.  This clean but still scruffy looking dude in an older but well-kept car smiles at me.  Since I&#8217;m in the car with my parents and am therefore bored, I smile at the guy since he&#8217;s about to burn a hole right through the window with his intense gaze.  Then he does it: the vulgar, um, <i>cunnilingus</i> sign.  The worse part?  He couldn&#8217;t have been five years younger than my dad.  Yuck.</p>
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		<title>By: Raymond</title>
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		<dc:creator>Raymond</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Aug 2006 15:24:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay AmyD. Looks like you beat us.

Sheesh...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay AmyD. Looks like you beat us.</p>
<p>Sheesh&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Nat</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nat</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Aug 2006 06:05:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I remember a day I took the NJ transit train to penn stat and in Elizabeth (nice &quot;town&quot;, huh?) this weird guy from India sits next to me and started go talk and talk as if we were best friends (I&#039;d say by himself &#039;cuz I just wasn&#039;t paying any attention!) And spoke and spoke and told me to give him a call.. So I said that I had left my cell at home and he gave me a phone card so I wouldn&#039;t have to spend my quarters. Then he followed me to the subway and got in with me! Whatta stalker! I said I had to change lines and got off at the next stop... thanx goodness! Stay away from those freaks my friend!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I remember a day I took the NJ transit train to penn stat and in Elizabeth (nice &#8220;town&#8221;, huh?) this weird guy from India sits next to me and started go talk and talk as if we were best friends (I&#8217;d say by himself &#8216;cuz I just wasn&#8217;t paying any attention!) And spoke and spoke and told me to give him a call.. So I said that I had left my cell at home and he gave me a phone card so I wouldn&#8217;t have to spend my quarters. Then he followed me to the subway and got in with me! Whatta stalker! I said I had to change lines and got off at the next stop&#8230; thanx goodness! Stay away from those freaks my friend!!!</p>
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