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'Furry License' YCH! by Yellow-K9

All I said was that I thought putting "Pronouns" onto a furry ID card
made no sense seeing how a real ID card does not have that option. I also told her that I felt that it came off as a little SJWish to me.
I pointed out to her how every single reference sheet I've ever seen does not include "Pronouns". She disputed this claiming that they do indeed exist. They don't. She got mad and blocked me over it. Jesus Christ.
If you get upset over something like this you have problems.
People are allowed to express their opinions. They are allowed to disagree with you. Reacting in such a manner as this only shows others how immature you are. I was even going to apologize for upsetting her but thats not going to happen since I've been blocked. Stay classy.
I just finished watching it. Was really good. Not sure why its getting so much flack. Haters ganna hate. 
I have an old friend or rather I had a friend who I have known since childhood Jenny. Shes 6 years older than me. She was my babysitter when I was growing up. Her and her brother Tommy lived across the street from me. Her mother Bonnie is like a mother to me. She certainly was more of a mother to me than my adopted mom Connie was.
Anyways, I hadn't seen Jenny in like 30 years. We got back into contact with each other over Facebook. About 2-3 months ago she came over to my house to visit for a couple days. She has a 15 year old daughter Olivia and they've been struggling to survive for the last 4 years. They bounce from place to place and its hard for them to get rooted. Jen gave me a flat screen Roku television for letting her crash at my house for a couple nights and they went and stayed with another friend for a couple months. I set the television up in the bedroom and I used it all the time.
I've never had one of those before. You can connect it to the Internet and watch Youtube and Netflix and they have free channels where you can watch shows. One day Jen called me and told me her and Olivia needed a place to stay so I let them come back to my place. They stayed for 3 weeks. The entire time they were at my place Jen and her kid did what they wanted when they wanted with whatever they wanted. I tried to set boundaries but it just pissed them off and I was told to stop being an asshole. They made me feel like shit for standing up for myself and I started to wonder wtf I got myself into. One night I was talking to her mom Bonnie on the phone. I told her what was going on with Jen. She told me that Jen did this everywhere she went and that she wasn't going to change. She said Jen comes into peoples houses and she tries to take charge of the situation as if she lives there and when people tell her to stop she makes you feel guilty so you'll let her do what she wants. Bonnie then told me to kick Jen out and be done with her. Her own mother told me to throw her out. I'm a good person and I like helping people so I didn't want to listen to what Bonnie had to say. As it turns out she was right. One night Jen invited a friend over without asking me and they sat up until 5 am drinking and then her friend finally went home. When he left I tried to go to bed but she started getting emotional and cried saying that she didn't appreciate some of the things I said to her that I hurt her feelings. All I wanted was for them to act like a guest should act and show a little respect. I was spending $50 a week on them and on top of that they were eating what little food I had. I only get $66 a month in food stamps so its barely enough for me. I have to supplement it every week with cash to make it last through the month. So them being here was really not helping. They did eventually get food stamps for themselves but even after getting their own food stamps they continued to eat my food. Jen kept taking apart my measuring cups to use one as a coffee scoop and I asked her not to do that. She turned around and did it again and tried to hide the cup! I got pissed and I taped the damn things to the ring so she couldn't take them apart again. She told me I overacted about the measuring cups. I don't see it like that. If you're misusing someone else's property and they ask you to stop you should stop. Jen and her kid would stay up until 2-3 in the morning every single night and I couldn't get any sleep. Jen was smoking in my house even after I told her I didn't want her to. She smoked weed in my house and you guys know how I feel about drugs. One night Jen got drunk and started talking about Adam Sandler the comedian. Personally I cannot stand the guy but she just loves him. I was on my computer doing stuff and she kept pestering me about going to Youtube so I could play a live concert of his for her. I did put it on so she would stop bothering me about it. I let it run for about 10 minutes and then I had enough of his horrible singing. I turned it off and she threw a fuckin' fit. She accused me of not being able to compromise with other people and then she stormed into the bedroom slamming the door and then she blasted Metallica until 2:30 in the morning. But I just let it all slide because Jen had just scored a job working at a place two towns away painting car parts but she had to wait until the end of the month to start the job. I wanted her to be able keep that job so her and Olivia could get back on their feet. I just wanted to help them. Unfortunately when the management noticed they were there I was told I had to ask my guests to leave. I felt really bad about having to ask her to go so I didn't say nothing the first time. A few days later I was asked if they were still at my place and I say they were. I tried to explain the situation to my manager but I was still told they had to go. So when Jen woke up I told her the bad news. She did not take it very well. She refused to leave saying "We're not going anywhere until we have somewhere to go." They stayed until 11:30 that night and only left after I told them that if they weren't gone by the morning the management was going to call the police and make them leave. Jen called her friend Jon who lives 2 hrs away and he agreed to put them up. She packed all their stuff up and and he came over and they left. After they were gone I started to notice some of my things were missing. One of the things she took was the television in the bedroom. I messaged Jon on Facebook and told him that she took my television and he asked me if I had a receipt to prove it was mine. I told him I did not because Jen gave it to me a couple months ago. He then told me "Jens an Indian giver" and that I should just let it go. He then said to me "Besides while she was staying at your place she drove you around to places." I told him her taking me to stores doesn't give her the right to rip me off. I then hung up on him because it was pretty obvious he was going to side with Jen. The guys head over heels in love with her so yeah. I am angry with her because I put Jen and her kid and their cat Sparta up for 3 weeks and fed them and paid for their needs and then she up and steals from me. While I was talking to Jon Jen messages me and asks me "Why are you telling my friends I stole from you?" I told her "Because you did. That TV was mine and you know it. When someone gives you something it doesn't mean they can take it away from you. Its theres to keep." She then informed me that the television was never mine to begin with. I told her I was done with her and that I would never lift a finger to help her again. I took her and her daughter off my Facebook and I guess she blocked me.
Whatever. Don't lie to me and steal my shit and then act like I'm the one with the problem. How fuckin' selfish can you be? She has zero gratitude for me helping her and that royally pisses me off.
So I recently got a watch from a user who I knew nothing about.
We had talked but she never told me anything about her religious
beliefs. I just found out today that this individual who identifies as Bisexual hates the LBGT community because shes also a Christian.
I do not support hatred toward anyone and people who have known
me for a good long time know this. I was sent a private note that contained screencaps of a conversation where this person was being bigoted toward gay people so I unwatched them. An artist I have been watching for over a year now Skizaero posted a journal about this person. Apparently they've dealt with her in the past and they've had problems with them. I left a comment on their journal explaining that I barely knew this person and that I did not support their position. Welp I just got blocked by Skizaero and I'm not even sure why. I left a comment on one of the peoples shout box who was talking to me on the journal. I asked why I was blocked and I was told to stop being a creep and that I was acting entitled just because I want to know why I was blocked. Seriously?
I mean I have been nothing but nice and supportive toward Skizaero since the day I watched her. I even talked to her about her personal problems in private notes. And this is how I am rewarded? Stay classy.
Now I could be wrong but I believe I got blocked by Skizaero because of that stupid page that was made about me on Encyclopedia Dramatica back in 2008. Right before I got blocked by this person I was asked "is this page about you?" and was given a link. I opened it but it was dead. I assumed they were referring to Encyclopedia Dramatica so I went to reply and I found that I had been blocked.
Smh.
Now I want to make something clear. Anyone can write a page about a person on the Internet and say whatever they want about them. Does this make what they say about someone true? Hell no!
The person who wrote that accursed thing about me hadn't even talked to me. She was a member of a forum called "Watch Your Step" that harassed other furries. They had a list on their site called "The Banned From Furry" list which listed random furries and accused them of vile shit like rape and child molestation. I made the forum owner Bryan Daniels mad because I told him that he shouldn't be accusing people of horrid things without proof. That page was created about me the day after he kicked me off his forum and I was harassed in real life for 9 months. People were calling my apartment and telling me to kill myself. Someone called my house and told my roommate I was in legal trouble for uploading child porn onto a web page. That was a lie. We had the number traced by the police and it was a track phone with no name on it. One of their members even threatened to mail me a bomb. I was banned from my favorite site furaffinity because Bryan was the real life roommate of the site owner Dragoneer who as it turned out is a real snake in the grass. Anyways the person who made that page about me she actually ended up apologizing to me for making it years later. She regretted doing it and she disassociated herself from those people. But every now and then some ass clown throws it in my face. Everything on that page is a load of horseshit. Its poorly written. They couldn't even keep their story straight. I tried to fix the article but I was told by the site mods to stop editing it or I would get banned. I called the actual owner on the phone and they put my voice mail onto the article to make fun of me. 
You have no idea how much grief that page has given me over the years. My adopted mother Connie who saw the page before she died called the FBI's Cyber Crime Division and asked them to remove it. They said they couldn't because of Free Speech. 
If I could I would delete that page off the Internet. I am not on Xtube. I've never even made a goddamn account on that site. The video on that link is not me. I've never even recorded myself naked. Everything that page accuses me of is made up. Just because you read something on the Internet it doesn't make it a fact. And it most certainly doesn't give you the right to use social media to attack and harass people. Grow the hell up.

Its been a while since I posted a journal about stuff so I guess I'll post one to let you guys know whats been going on recently in my life.
Here goes.

My sister in law Pam came over today. My brother Mike who is my payee for my Social Security gave her my weekly money to give to me and we were sitting on the front porch just talking about things. My neighbor Randy came out of his house - you know the one who doesn't like me because I held them to their word when they said they would pay me back for the coffee & cigarettes they borrowed from me - and he asked Pam if he could talk to her for a second. She said "Why sure! Whats on your mind?" He then started accusing me of doing things I have never done to him and his wife saying I pick on the elderly and I am obnoxious and rude that no one around here likes me, bla bla bla.
He told Pam that "He always comes outside when we have company and he listens to our conversations." as if I'm some how not allowed to sit on my front porch just because they have people on their porch. I was like "So? I'm allow to sit out here." I mean if hes so worried that I might be listening to his conversations why doesn't he talk in private in his house? FYI - I could care less about Randy's conversations with his half deaf brother or anyone else they invite over to their house for that matter. Anyways so he goes on an on and says hes called the police on me (a lie) and then he says to Pam "I have a warrant out for him for making terroristic threats". I couldn't help but face palm when he said that. I then said to Randy "Oh yeah? So why ain't I sitting here in handcuffs?" He ignored my question. But Pam told him if he wants to call the police on me to go right a head and do it. Randy then told her that he would handle it himself whatever thats suppose to mean. Randy doesn't know this but I just happen to hit record memo on my phone when he came out of his house so I got the entire conversation recorded. I did this because earlier this morning when I was sitting on my front porch drinking a cup of coffee his wife came out and started running her mouth at me. I figured they might try to start something with me later on in the day. It didn't take very long for them to do it. What happened this morning is Ramonda's daughter came over to visit and when Ramonda came out of their house she sat down and started talking with her daughter. I just sat there minding my own beeswax until I heard Ramonda ask her daughter "how long has he been sitting out here?" I turned my head toward her and I said "Why does it matter?" she then said to me "No one is talking to you!" I then said "Yeah but you are talking about me." I then told her "I can sit out here on my porch anytime I want to for however long I want." Then she said "Find do that!" and I said "I will." She then said to me I'm not scared of you like these other people around here are!" I was like "Huh?" I have no idea what shes talking about. I get along with all my other neighbors just fine. In fact I help out one of my neighbors Kenneth by watching his cat and feeding him for Kenneth and I come over to their house and watch out for his mother who has Dementia and I make sure she gets her medication while Kenneth is at work. Funny behavior for someone who picks on the elderly, no? Its always Randy & Ramonda that I have problems with. And it always starts when they open their mouths. They are always hostile and negative toward me. I try my best to not participate in their shenanigans as I've learned from living in that hell hole house in Oregon not to feed into peoples crap. The truth is most people around here don't really care for Randy or Ramonda because they know what kind of people they are. Our landlord April is starting to see them for what they are too. Randy and Ramonda think they have everyone around her fooled into thinking they are an innocent helpless elderly couple who can't afford to feed themselves but people 'round here aren't stupid. I am not the first person they've mistreated. If they keep it up they might end up being asked to leave. Anyways so Ramonda went back into her house after that. This was the end of their bs until Pam came over to see me. So like I said before Randy is sitting out on the porch accusing me of all kinds of bullshit trying to convince Pam that I'm nothing but a troublemaker and an asshole to them. He then says to her "Hes always starting bullshit with us!" Pam stops him and says "Please don't curse at me! And don't call him names." He then says "I didn't curse at you!". Pam then says to him "You most certainly did! You said bullshit." Randy then informs Pam that bullshit isn't a curse word and that the whole world knows this. I'm sitting there thinking "Wat?".
So Pam then tells Randy that shes not going to sit here and listen to him belittle and insult me and accuse me of things I'm not doing. Randy says back "Hmmm. I thought because you knew my cousins and I know your cousins you would listen to me." I'm not sure why he assumed Pam would more inclined to listen to him because of that..but whatever. He then declares that him and his wife are Christians as if that somehow makes their story more believable. Pam then tells him that hes not acting very Christ like and he just loses it. He starts yelling at Pam and starts calling her names and says shes stupid and to shut up. He tells her that hes smarter than her because he went to college for a year and that shes no better than I am, bla bla bla. She then says "Fine. Stop talking to me!" and sits down next to me. 
Randy's wife Ramonda then comes out of their house and then she starts yelling and she tries to get Randy to stop arguing with Pam but he won't listen to her. Pam then says to Randy "Why don't you mind your boss and stop talking to me?" I thought that was pretty funny.
They eventually went back into their house and left us alone. I told her "I wasn't kidding about these people." We then went up to the managers office and told April what Randy & Ramonda just did. I also told her that I had recorded the entire thing on my phone. April told me to keep the recording in case they try to do something else and that Randy and Ramonda are going to be moving out of that apartment soon. Apparently they are moving into another unit that has two bedrooms. She told me not to let them know that I am aware that they are moving and I was like "Are you kidding? Let them go!" Good riddance to bad rubbish.
My next door neighbor Randy just came over and knocked on my door. When I answered the door he got right in my face and told me to "turn down that loud ass music or I'm going to call the police." Its like 3 in the afternoon and my music isn't even that loud. I'm already irritated with him and his wife so that
wasn't a smart thing to say to me. I told him "I can play it as loud as I want during the day and theres nothing you can do." He then threatened to call the cops on me again and I said "Do it fucker!". I put on my jacket and locked my door and stood outside and waited for the cops to show up. They never did. I smoked like 2 cigarettes and I see Randy walking around the corner from the managers office and I could see he was mad. When he got closer I said "Where are they? I'm waiting." He said "What?" and I repeated myself. He then started talking shit about me saying I was a rude person and then his wife comes out their front door and starts yelling at me saying that I need to leave Randy alone that "you don't know who your messing with". I said "My brothers an Outlaw biker. See what happens if you mess with me." Randy then says "get your brother over here and I'll kick his ass." He then starts trying to pick a fight with me daring me to hit him. I said "How stupid do you think I am? I'm not going to hit an old man. Why don't you two go back into your house and mind your own business? Jesus." My phone rang and it was my manager. Randy went up to her office and complained about the music to her. She asked me how loud it was and I walked into my house so she could hear it. She asked me to turn it down a bit for her and I did. I told her that I don't understand why my music is a problem all of a sudden considering that I've been living here for 3 months now and Randy has never said anything about it until now. She said she understood but she wants me to try to be respectful to my neighbors. I told her "Well we just aired out how we felt about each other out there so I doubt this is going to be the end of it." So I play some Quake 2 for a while and calm down and I decide to go talk to one of my other neighbors Mitch. I walk over to his door and knock and the door opens and Randy is standing there and he slams the door in my face. -__-

Why do I always have to live next door to assholes?
I keep seeing this ad pop up on the right side of my screen when I look at a submission for that movie "The Shape Of Water". Its so long it blocks the fave button and "More From". I tried adding the address to my filter on Adblocker Plus but it still pulls up. Its hella annoying!
Some guy on Facebook just accused me of having a fake profile. When I asked him why he thought my profile was fake he kept dodging the question. He tried to say I was a "straighter than a grizzlies dick Christian" whatever thats suppose to mean. I asked him what my religious beliefs had to do with me having a fake profile. He then said "I say it's fake because nothing on your profile is legit. the pics and the art is fake, except for the furry art, which you more than likely stole from someone else." Anyone who has seen my Facebook page knows I don't post fake stuff and I certainly do not steal art. Oh and hes trying to threaten me by contacting :iconsynwolf: a person who I had problems with back in 2008 but I have since become friends with. This guy isn't very good at trolling, is he? His name on FB is Gerald Lynn Ollis Who is this clown?


So I met my new neighbors Ramonda & Randy. They seemed like nice people at first but now I don't know what to think. They've been giving me food even though I didn't need or want it. I told them every time they given me some that I had my own food but I graciously took it anyways so as not to be rude. I think most people probably would do the same. Ramonda had Randy buy me a pack of cigarettes when I was out even though I didn't even ask for them so when I got paid I bought her a pack in return. She complained about the smokes I got her so I got the right ones the next day (most of the stores around here don't sell Camel 99's so I had to find one that did sell them). When I gave them to her I asked for the other pack back but she had smoked them already! A pack of cigarettes usually lasts me 2 days. Being the nice person I am I gave her the new pack anyways. So like they've been borrowing coffee from me all month long and they've both told me they were going to pay me back for it. I have two of those 1lb containers of Maxwell House coffee and they've pretty much emptied one out. 3 days ago Ramonda called me up at 8 AM begging for coffee and a cigarette. I hadn't even got dressed or nothing. That kind of made me mad but  I was kind enough to let her come over and have a cup of coffee and I gave her one of my extra cigarettes. She told me before she went back to her house that Randy had gone to the store and that he said he was going to pick me up a new container of coffee to replace the coffee they borrowed from me. So I sat out front smoking waiting for him to come back. He comes back and gets out of his car with a bag from the store and makes a bee line for his door. He goes inside without a word. So I was "Hmm. Interesting." I stayed out there a little longer and his brother comes over to talk to him. So they stand out in the parking lot talking. When hes done talking and he turns to go back to his apartment I walk up to him and I ask him about the coffee. I tell him Ramonda said he was at the store picking me up some. He says to me "Oh no. That was cigarettes but we didn't have enough to get you a pack. Sorry." So I tell him "If you say you're going to pay someone back you should do what you say." He then says to me "Well I didn't think it was an issue seeing how you have a spare one."  I tell him thats not the point and he says the next time he goes to the store hes going to pick me one up. So like the next time my brother Mike comes over to give me money for the week I go to the store and I buy another container of coffee. I come home and put the bag on my table outside my door and start taking stuff out. Randy comes out and says hi to me and he sees I bought coffee. He then says to me "Why did you buy coffee? We have a container sitting in the house for you." 
I told him I got tiered of waiting. I have yet to receive this container of coffee from them. My brother and his wife came over yesterday and we went on a road trip to check out some antique stores over past Summerville by a Quarry. I forget the name of the town. I told them what my neighbors did and Pam straight out says they are dishonest and that I've been doing the right thing. So we spend the day together and have fun and they take me home. I get up this morning at 9 and do my dishes and throw some laundry in the washer and my phone rings. Its Ramonda. She begs me for a cigarette. I can't believe this woman. I politely tell her I don't have any for her and she starts going on about "Well we gave you all that food and we've been nice to you bla bla bla". So I tell her exactly what i told Randy "If you say you're going to pay someone back you should do what you say". She then gets upset with me and says "We're not liars!" I tell her "I'm not calling you liars. But you should pay back people what you owe them. She then says "Okay I'll talk to Randy about getting you your coffee when he gets back from the store." and then she hangs up. Its people like this that make me want to not talk to neighbors. I hate being used.

FYI - I don't think I am going to get my coffee.
I applied to move into an apartment thats here in town and a couple days ago me and Mike went down there to check on my application and the manager approved me. She didn't even bother doing a rental history check on me. My friend Jenny who lives down here told me most places in Georgia don't bother with rental history checks. I guess she is right. I already have the keys. Its a one bedroom place with a kitchen that has its own fridge and a front room. I'm ganna have to pay the electric and gas but it will be my place and I will finally have my own space back. My rent is only going to be $112 a month because I qualify for rental assistance. Its right down the road from all the stores in town. They have a Kroger's here. I haven't seen a Kroger's since I was a kid! Pam is looking for furnishing for it. We already went and picked up a nice table and chairs a lady in Alabama sold us for $75. We have to find me a bed and a washer and dryer. I don't know when I am moving in yet but I am pretty excited about it. 

You know what I find funny? After all that bullshit I went through in Oregon dealing with those crazy people and getting kicked out and having to move here I actually came out better than I was. In fact I've never been in a situation that turned out so well in my favor. I bet those people in that house think they really screwed me over. 
If someone tells you something about someone else that they have no business telling you why do they get so upset when you tell the person what they said? Why are you treated like the disrespectful person for telling the truth? I'm not talking about snitching or nothing but like mentioning the subject in casual conversation. This happened to me during Christmas and now I am being told I did something wrong. 
I want to wish all my friends & followers a Merry Christmas! I hope its a good one for you and you get all you wished for!
I flew from Portland Oregon to Denver Colorado then hopped on a second plane to Atlanta. I been staying at my brothers house for the last three days. Mike & his wife Pam have been awesome to me. Unfortunately my crazy ass sister Mandy who I haven't talked to in years has decided to go to Mike & Pam's Facebook page and start shit. Shes telling people that I am not blood related to Mike and that I supposedly had a blood test done in Michigan  4 months ago that proves shes right. She claims while I was there I left a suicide note. I haven't been to Michigan since 2001. Mike doesn't believe her thankfully. But its pretty clear to me shes trying to turn them against me. She even said I was a con artist. Bitch.
The punk kid who lives in the room next door to me and John, Josh went and filed a restraining order on me. I was evicted by the cops Friday night. They gave me 20 minutes to pack a bag. I was just flabbergasted. 
I am staying at a friends house until Wednesday. I lost most of my stuff. I got my computer, some of my cloths and my foot locker and my bass amp and guitar. My roommate John was being an asshole to my friend Steve who went over to the house to get my stuff for me. He gave Steve 15 minutes to get my stuff out of the house. I owned 3 years worth of stuff. I am getting on an airplane Wednesday at 2 pm and flying out to Georgia to live with my brother Mike.