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Katya Diamant (voiceinthepiano) wrote,
@ 2003-06-27 01:06:00
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    Current mood: optimistic
    Current music:TARA VANFLOWER - Zygote the Nothing

    Dick in Drag
    I seem to be a focus for the most bizarre people on the net; this isn’t always a terrible thing bearing in mind these people are usually the most interesting. As long as they stay on the right side of the computer screen, they’re harmless.

    A few weeks ago a man contacted me and said he purchased a couple gifts for me from my Amazon list, and then offhandedly mentioned that he’d like me to have a look at his “art” which he said were photographs of his penis in Barbie clothes. When I read this I was skeptical. In a way, it sounded mocking, so I replied with a somewhat sardonic remark. Later that evening a delivery truck pulls up and an Amazon box is delivered. First thing that came to mind was that this could be a coincidence. Maybe someone else purchased this for me at the same time the man contacted me, then I thought: perhaps the ‘Barbie Penis Man’ purchased this. If he was telling the truth about sending a gift, then he must be telling the truth about his “art”. I didn’t know whether to laugh or tremble, so I did both while opening the box. On the receipt for the gifts was a short message from the sender: . . .I was the one who sent you the Barbie pictures. . . In the box was a relatively expensive gift; especially from someone I don’t even know. This only further established that the man probably wasn’t kidding about the pictures. Sure enough, when I checked my mail again, he sent photographs of his penis in Barbie’s clothing. (And of course it was small, Barbie is small!) I still don’t know if this was a joke (if so, that’s a pretty expensive joke!) or if, for some ungodly reason, this guy takes pleasure in dressing his penis in Barbie clothes. Thinking over it, he didn’t stalk me and murder me (I hope he’s not in the process of planning this.) The few minutes of being shocked and reasonably disgusted was well worth the gifts. It was more a laugh than a scare.



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