Good Luck, Charlie

I just cleared a few RETIRED icons from my list. I gotta say there's something kind of melancholy about them. They're like tombstones for all the John and Jane Does that didn't make it. Too many of them and your friends list starts looking like a Potter's Field for dead avatars. See what I mean?

Maybe they were frightened away or worn down by too many råpey comments and unsolicited verbal facefucks. Maybe they were PM'd to death. Maybe a meet went south and they had to disappear in a hurry. Maybe they got caught by their man/woman/parent/master and had to go straight for a while. Or, sadder still, maybe they were outed fakes who were hanging around to yank chains or divert traffic. Some I'm sure just gradually succumbed to those inevitable slumps of remorse, the low point of most every orgasm addict's daily grind, and had to turn away for a while. Then it's like saying so long to a fellow inmate who's going over the wall.



I know lots of them are just shuttering the shop while they're away for a while. And of course I had to keep a few others because, well, everyone knows a true lifer can never resist the temptation to come out of retirement for one last job, and I'm gonna be there for them when they do. Some of them are gonna come back. I know it, I just know it. Come back, Pussycat, it ain't all bad.

As for the rest of them, well off they go, whoever they were, and here's to them. Hope they can make it on the outside.