Hi, I'm SD Zannon...

[SD Zannon]

Hi, my name's SD Zannon, and, uh, something you might not know about me is that .. I have a good attitude towards menstruation. That's right, I'm the guy! The guy with a good attitude towards menstruation!

Oh, I know a lot of men are made uncomfortable by this monthly miracle. But not me. No, I embrace it. Embrace it the way the way some men embrace the weekend! Why I anticipate it the way a child anticipates Christmas!

Did you know that, uh, in alot of native Indian cultures, menstruating woman were forced to leave the village, less they're *powerful* magic should overwhelm the Shaman? If I were Shaman, I wouldn't be so competitive. I'd be more open and giving. I'd be a shaman with... a good attitude towards menstruation!

'Cause after all, what is it? a cluster of blood vessels, awaiting a fertilized egg. Providing a safe warm place for that egg to grow. And if a life does not occur, the whole thing is flushed away, and the cycle begins again. Now is that anything to be ashamed of or disgusted by? No, this is the nesting stuff of humanity!

That's why the woman I shall love will be able to menstruate as fully and freely as she desires. Even if her monthly flow should build in intensity to a raging rust colored torrent! An unbridled river of life giving blood flowing from between her legs! An awesome cataract plunging off the edge of our couch. I wouldn't be fazed! No, no, even if coureur de bois would come up stream, battling the rapids, and singing a 'jaunty song'! I would take no offense, rather I would ford across that mighty womanly river, and fetch herbal tea and Pamprin. And then I would mop her brow and admire her fecundity. For I...Have A Good Attitude....Towards MENSTRUATION!

(This message shamelessly ripped off from Kids in the Hall's Dave Foley)

[TramelRaggs]

SD Zannon, I have a question for you. Where do broken hearts go? Can they find their way home?

[SD Zannon]

SD Zannon, I have a question for you. Where do broken hearts go? Can they find their way home?

Dear Broken Heart and a Broken Death Star,

Where do broken hearts go? Well, that's not a very easy question to answer...unless you've spent a lot of time researching the topic like I have. At first I thought that they ended up at used heart lots, which are kinda like used car lots, but with defibulators instead of battery chargers. Then I thought that they ended up in dumpsters behind supermarkets and left to the devices of dumpster divers and rodents. After much searching, I realized that neither of these was the case.

Apparently, all broken hearts end up at the same place...Tri-State Swap-A-Rama Flea Market in Alsip, Illinois!!! The place has everything!! Velvet paintings of Elvis! Betamax movies, still in shrinkwrap!! Chili peppers by the bucket!!! Iguana skin cowboy boots!!!! Cheap porn on DVD!!!! And, of course, all the hearts that have ever been broken. Sure, they don't always work, and, yes, they may have some dirt on them...but they're cheap and they're eager to please.

Can they find their way home? Well, not with the original owner, but for $3 at Tri-State Swap-A-Rama Flea Market you can pick up a baker's dozen!! Who knows, maybe you may even pick up your old one by accident!!

Keeping Hope Alive,

SD Zannon

[Dwilah]

SD Zannon, where are the keys to the structure factory? After the "little" incident at Kaadara I need to uh....talk to the big Zannon. *cough*

[SD Zannon]

SD Zannon, where are the keys to the structure factory? After the "little" incident at Kaadara I need to uh....talk to the big Zannon. *cough*

Aww...come on baby...give me a second chance. I was really stressed out and...you know...these things happen. Big Zannon doesn't have anything on me..the guy's a total let down. I hear he doesn't even have the goods to get the job done...if you get my drift. And the gas...GOOD GOD, THE GAS!!! I don't know what that guy eats, but he needs to re-think his diet. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about. Give a real Rodian a chance...I'll keep ya coming back for more. I was just having a bad night.

[Ekade]

...talk to the big Zannon. *cough*

/raiseeyebrow

Is that a euphemism for something? :P

[Dwilah]

...talk to the big Zannon. *cough*

/raiseeyebrow

Is that a euphemism for something? :P

Of COURSE....not.

[TramelRaggs]

SD Zannon, do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?

[SD Zannon]

SD Zannon, do you really want to hurt me? Do you really want to make me cry?

Boy Raggs,

Quote that hack again and I'll drop a disco ball on you. Just like I did to him in London last year!! So I guess the answer to your question is, yes...I DO want to hurt you and I DO want to make you cry.

Signed,

Bad Boy SDZ

[TramelRaggs]

SD Zannon, what's love got to do with it? What's love, but a second hand emotion?

[Seret Sajet]

Dear SD Zannon,

Why is it Big Zannon never talks about you? He never mentions you to friends, he never puts pictures of you on his mantle, he never even comes to your birthday parties and cyberball games. The only time I heard him mention you was under his breath when he found his "Rodian Girls Gone Wild" holo-vid disk shattered on his floor.

Where's the love, SD?

Sincerely,
Concerned about the SDizzle

[SD Zannon]

SD Zannon, what's love got to do with it? What's love, but a second hand emotion?

Tramel Turner,

Let me play ya some music to go with your song lyrics there...

http://www.farts.com/discussions/UpLoads/1095451086.wav

I'm done with your "lyrical" questions.

-SDZ

[SD Zannon]

Dear SD Zannon,

Why is it Big Zannon never talks about you? He never mentions you to friends, he never puts pictures of you on his mantle, he never even comes to your birthday parties and cyberball games. The only time I heard him mention you was under his breath when he found his "Rodian Girls Gone Wild" holo-vid disk shattered on his floor.

Where's the love, SD?

Sincerely,
Concerned about the SDizzle

Wezzle Mah Nezzel,

Why doesn't he talk about me? The answer is plain and simple. Shame. Pure, unadulterated shame. The blue boy just does not have the prowess with the ladies that I do...and he hates me for it. Now I don't blame him. I'm always taking his ladies out, showing them a good time, taking them to Kadaaara for a little day spa pampering, dancing, and then the Coup-day-Gracie...I take them to bed and HE loses them forever. Just ask Dwilah..she'll tell ya. She's looking for he keys to the structure factory I locked him in right now, just so she can kick his ass to the curb. He thinks he can just ignore me and I'll go away, but I'm here to stay. Every time that puss of a Rodian gets a new girl, I'll be there to sweep them off their feet...then I'll use them, abuse them, and then toss them on the trash heap like an old t-shirt that's got yellow stains in the armpits. I can't wait 'till Dwilah figures that one out...I love the way Bothans look when they cry. When I'm done with them...they're man haters, thus ensuring that they'll never, EVER want to look at him when I get done.

There's no love between us...just a little something that resembles a big steaming pile of Faamba PooDoo.

It's best this way,

-SDZ

[SD Zannon]

There's no love between us...just a little something that resembles a big steaming pile of Faamba PooDoo.

And no, it's NOT Jabe's body either!

[Dwilah]

Dear SD Zannon,

Why is it Big Zannon never talks about you? He never mentions you to friends, he never puts pictures of you on his mantle, he never even comes to your birthday parties and cyberball games. The only time I heard him mention you was under his breath when he found his "Rodian Girls Gone Wild" holo-vid disk shattered on his floor.

Where's the love, SD?

Sincerely,
Concerned about the SDizzle

Wezzle Mah Nezzel,

Why doesn't he talk about me? The answer is plain and simple. Shame. Pure, unadulterated shame. The blue boy just does not have the prowess with the ladies that I do...and he hates me for it. Now I don't blame him. I'm always taking his ladies out, showing them a good time, taking them to Kadaaara for a little day spa pampering, dancing, and then the Coup-day-Gracie...I take them to bed and HE loses them forever. Just ask Dwilah..she'll tell ya. She's looking for he keys to the structure factory I locked him in right now, just so she can kick his ass to the curb. He thinks he can just ignore me and I'll go away, but I'm here to stay. Every time that puss of a Rodian gets a new girl, I'll be there to sweep them off their feet...then I'll use them, abuse them, and then toss them on the trash heap like an old t-shirt that's got yellow stains in the armpits. I can't wait 'till Dwilah figures that one out...I love the way Bothans look when they cry. When I'm done with them...they're man haters, thus ensuring that they'll never, EVER want to look at him when I get done.

There's no love between us...just a little something that resembles a big steaming pile of Faamba PooDoo.

It's best this way,

-SDZ

What, you're talking about me like I'm not even here? I CAN read this, you idiot. What he doesn't want everyone to know is that his [CENSORED] is the size of my little toe, and he can't even get it up! I'm looking for the keys to the factory because I want my real man back!