- From:
Anonymous [remailer@remailer.xganon.com]
- Subject:
n/a
 Nice
Easter post asshole. I am going to hunt you and your family down, kill all of
you slowly, and make a nice set of lampshades and perhaps some soap out of your
dead bodies. Youve crossed the line and must now die.
Yeah
well, that's just, ya know, like, your opinion, man.
It's
funny how people that are supposed followers of a man who advocated turning the
other cheek, loving thy neighbour, and forgiving people are always the ones threatening
to beat the shit out of you for expressing your opinion (or making a really funny
joke). You're
a real big man, aren't you? E-mailing me from an anonymous address. What you don't
realize is that you're entering a world of pain. Let
me tell you something pendejo, you pull any of your crazy shit with me, you flash
your piece, I'll take it away from you and stick it up your ass and pull the fucking
trigger 'till it goes click. Nobody fucks with the Jesus. - From:
SLiPtNtOrN109@aol.com
- Subject:
Daily_Affirmation
Hey
Stile. I don't know how good I am at inspiration, but I have a pretty good story.
For about 2 days, I was Stile. I was the first entry you posted on First
Time Sex Stories. Me and my friends all visit your site on an almost daily
basis. I got three phone calls from three different people saying that you posted
my story. I went and checked it out and sure enough, there I was. Right on top.
I
have the misfortune of having my landlord live right next to me. I had a few people
over and they all wanted to see the story you posted so I went on and we all had
a good laugh. When my company was leaving, they were joking around talking about
Stileproject and how kool it was that I was the first one you posted, etc.,etc..
Oh yeah. I have a Stileproject
T-shirt. I wear it all the fuckin time. The one with the white gas mask. My
neighbor/landlord sees me wear it all the time but never asks any questions. He
must have overheard my friends talking about me being on Stileproject and remembered
my t-shirt and figured that I AM Stile. From
what I can gather, he went online to see *ahem* 'my' site; saw your evil, raunchy,
disgusting cess-pool of filth that I love so much and flipped his fucking lid.
I came home to 13 answering machine messages from my landlord all saying that
I needed to call him immediately. I called him to see if everything was ok...
to make sure I didn't bounce the rent check or anything, and the miserable son
of a bitch said I had 3 weeks to find a new place to live. He said he didn't want
that kind of smut coming out of HIS apartment building. I
spent a few minutes trying to convince him that I'm not actually Stile, but he
wouldn't hear me out. I figured it wasn't worth the bullshit aggravation and found
a new place. It worked out for the best though. I moved uptown to a bigger apartment
where I'm paying a little more than half of what I was paying for the shit hole
I used to live in. Best part is, my new neighbor is a hotty. And she's a slut.
BUNG. So thanks. I guess I sorta kinda owe you one for getting me kicked out.
By the way, STILE SUCKS.
Love, Jay And
who says Stile Project doesn't help people! Personally, I think what your landlord
did was illegal, but hey, I'm not a lawyer (thank god). Now what would be really
cool is if the chick who is your new neighbour fucked the shit out of you and
called out MY name. - From:
JJeffrey751@aol.com
- Subject:
Reader_Mail
ive
been coming to your site now for a while, this is due to the fact that my best
friend is addicted to you, man ive wanted her for years and she wants you, any
ideas on what to do? What
to do? Give me her fucking phone number! She must be willing to fuck me, right?
Only girls with loose morals (among other things) read this site. - From:
Jeremy Heath [eheia@hotmail.com]
- Subject:
Daily_Affirmation
One
day, i was walking to the store and i saw and old woman fall and break her leg
and i laughed. Then i thought about all those ants that got crushed underneath
her, then, it didn't seem so funny. - From:
Dennis [pingomalingo@yahoo.com]
- Subject:
A responce to "Bleh"
Hi, My
Name's Dennis. Recently,
a friend of mine who’s going to school in LA turned me on to your web site. He
was cracking up laughing about a skateboarder who fell on his head while in the
middle of a full pipe. Dan e-mailed me the video and voila! I had my first taste
of your site. First
I wanted to say: Over
the last 3 years I've been working my way though school as a lab tech for any
hospital that hires me. I've worked in two trauma centers and 3 ER's so far. (I
can keep a job…really!) As a result, I've been witness to a lot of trauma and
a lot of misery. Gunshots, stabbings, rape victims, drug overdoses, domestic abuse....
(*sigh*) Oh, I can go on forever. When you work in conditions like that, I guess
you develop a warped sense of humor. If you see a battered woman on a gurney with
the guilty-as-hell hubby right behind the EMT, you've got a choice. You can either
crack a joke, "Well, SHE won't ever burn the roast again." Or snap like
a twige, run across the linoleum ER floor with a plastic spork yelling, "The
monkey commands me!" and try to kill the bastard. It’s just a way of dealing
with what you see, ya know? Anyway, warped little me, when I first pulled up your
site a couple weeks ago I can honestly say I haven't laughed like that in months.
Jesus, I don't know where you got some of this stuff, but I really couldn't stop
laughing. Anyway...
back to my point. Today
I logged onto your site just to see if anything new had been posted for this month,
and was downright shocked at what I saw. It wasn't a video of some Japanese man
being kicked in the balls or a senator shooting himself in the head, but a posting
of yours, "Bleh." I was so shocked I had to read the whole thing through,
and every time my eyes went down to the next paragraph, I was waiting for the
punch line, a reversal, some sort of insensitive comment. I read down to the very
end without reading a single degrading remark. I don't mean to offend, but I am
confused. I agree with just about everything you said today, and found many of
my own arguments in your posting. It was strange. I would encourage you to read
some of philosophy of Gandhi, He’s just a neat-o little Indian. Someone I think
the Western world could learn from. But face it, if you've never been on the cover
of People magazine... But
for the sake of argument... On the same page that you write about young girls
getting the wrong idea from icons like Britney Spears, ironically I look at the
top of the web page to see an ad for a web site called "Strap-on Teens."
You say you’re sickened by the violence you see on TV and news, even going so
far as to call yourself a pacifist. But on your web site I've seen file after
file of violent footage. An Anime rape video…that woman in February’s page that
was shot in the head on video… One of my favorites is the stir fry cats; that
was good. And the text on your site has never given me the impression that the
author would be a pacifist or would give a flying crap about our developing youth.
Truth is, if I close my eyes and click any random link, I have a 50/50 chance
of getting either a violent image or pornography. I agree and sympathize with
your argument, but at the same time I have to chuckle at the thought that this
site is almost the embodiment of everything your posting preached against. Something
to think about in any case. Well,
it’s been fun, get back to me if you feel like it. Dennis
Well,
just because I post something doesn't necessarily mean I condone it. What can
I say, I enjoy looking at fucked up shit and going "Wow, my life doesn't
seem so bad in comparison to that kid with 5 eyes and no penis." The
reason there are porn ads on this site is to make money so I can keep the site
up and buy stupid shit like Japanese Poop Girl Farts #5 on DVD. I wish this site
didn't have any ads on it. I think it would just flow so much better. Also,
I don't think kids should be reading this site. Nor anyone under 18 with half
a fucking brain. There
is code in the HTML of these pages which makes it take 2 seconds for parents to
block this page from their computers. I
have no problem with pornography. It's a god given right. If you've finished puberty
and don't think that women are merely sex objects, then break out the hand lotion
and enjoy! Just
because I post a video clip of a guy blowing his brains out doesn't mean that
I find it funny or would do it to someone. Violence and gore is interesting the
same way a car wreck on the highway is interesting... you just have to look. I
just like to see what will shock me and make me gag, and I do rather enjoy making
myself and other people wretch. Sometimes it's nice to know that I can still feel
that way. - From:
Jeffrey Short [burningnostril@yahoo.com]
- Subject:
Daily_Affirmation
I'm
on another goddamn drinking binge. Just when I had my shit 100% straight, healthy,
plenty of sleep, mentally sound etc. I have to go and throw it all away. After
7 months of sobriety I am now a fucking lush again. The scary part is these damn
binges last longer each time and the last one was 9 months long. Within
a few weeks I will be drinking in the morning, smoking pot at lunch, polishing
a 6 pack by 6, getting home and slamming vodka till my fucking soul spins into
the dead, peaceless, abyss of alcohol sleep. Or I could just fucking stop the
binge now - but It does not work that way.............
So
will I make it to 40? How about 36? 36 would be nice! The worst part of it all
is when sober I have no fucking fun, I don't get laid and I obsessively work out
- kinda like narcissistic intoxication - lonely, tanned, in perfect physical condition
- prime the body canvas for a liver cell destroying abstract chemical bath - a
bloody miserable bath in alcohol hell - but goddamn I produce my best art during
those libation soaked days. Jeff
Hey
man, things could be worse. You could be FRENCH! C'est la vie mes amis. | 
