I had a great intriguing IM with a friend on May 21, 2010 that I'd like to share. I am going to clean up the spelling somewhat but that's about all the changes I'm going to make.
Ox: Hi, dude.
T2: Hey dude
Ox: What's new?
T2: Oh, I actually met somebody who was helped to become stupid and muscular.
Ox: Really? Who and how?
T2: By conditioning and hypnosis.
T2: and I think they desired it.
Ox: What was his name?
T2. His name is Jason. He is conditioned so well he acts dumb.
Ox: Wow! There's hope for me yet!
T2: Jason is so bad that he can't even deal with IM or cell phones. What happened to him is hot.
Ox: Who helped him? What programs did he use? Where can I get them?
T2: He thinks he is a 17 year old skateboarder.
Ox: Neat ... *envy*
T2: He has no idea what happened and can't explain ...
T2: ... but he is going to try to ask the guy who did it to get hold of me ... if he remembers.
Ox: Wonderful .. and if/when he contacts you ask him to contact me as well.
T2: I will.
T2: The problem is that Jason is so unfocused that I have to keep trying to remind him.
Ox: Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Ox: Oh, how old is Jason? You said he thinks he's 17.
T2: Jason is in his 30s.
Ox: Wonderful.
T2: I knew the guy years ago. It is quite a change.
Ox: What kind of dude was he? Smart, focused, intellectual, what?
T2: He no longer cares about anything except his thing.
T2: He was smart and focused and driven.
T2: Now he is unfocused and sorta slow.
T2: All he wants to do is eat party work out.
Ox: Oh, wow ... *envy*
Ox: I am getting so fucking turned on right now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T2: So yeah, I think it may be possible after all.
Ox: Yeah ... fuck yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T2: I am not sure he is really stupid.
Ox: Gods, I so want it to happen to me.
T2: He is just so unfocused and laid back that thinking is too much work.
Ox: Please, gods, let it happen to me!
T2: If I find out what was done to him, I will tell you.
Ox: Thank you.
T2: Besides, considering how driven he was it might be nice to be nothing.
Ox: I just want enough brain power to be able to pay bills and write checks each month ...
Ox ... and maybe balance the checkbook.
T2: Dude, that's smarter than Jason is at this point.
T2: He can't count too big and forget about being able to write.
Ox: Well, I can hopefully set it up to have all the bills paid automatically.
T2: And I saw enough to come to the conclusion that he is not fooling.
Ox: But since I'm alone I really got to have enough smarts to pay my bills ...
Ox: ... or arrange for someone to do it for me.
T2: Do you really want to be that dumb?
Ox: Actually ... FUCK, YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T2: Who would I chat with?
Ox: I dunno ... I don't care.
T2: That's him.
Ox: If I'm that dumb, I won't care.
Ox: Can he spell?
T2: Somehow it is just too much effort to be smart.
Ox: Or read?
Ox: Or does he even give a shit?
T2: Well he can't spell and [as for being able to] read ... not too well; he can't figure out road signs.
T2: We got lost with him driving.
Ox: Oh, fuck, I am so fucking envious and jealous that I'm hard as a rock.
Ox: Does he know right from left? Or care?
T2: Don't start since I don't.
Ox: I am so envious it is not funny ... but I am also as hard as a rock and it's not going down soon.
T2: I am totally unsure how it was done.
Ox: I want it done to me .... please gods ...let it happen to me.
Ox: Does he care if he was smarter once? Is he happy now?
T2: And he has no idea. He does remember being smarter ...
T2: ... but can't remember why he wanted to be.
T2: Look, he is an eight year old in a adult body.
T2: Life is just one big party.
T2: And he compulsively bodybuilds.
Ox: If I even touch myself I'm gonna shoot.
T2: Geesh dude.
T2: I would hate to think what would happen if you met him.
Ox: Probably worship him and beg him to get the dude to help me.
T2: I am sure that he is as smart as he always was, just he is totally unfocused.
Ox: Life is a big fucking party all the time ... what's not to want?
T2: Ah, well, dude, it gets hard when you run out of money and starve.
Ox: Is he running out of money or starving?
T2: Well, he is a mooch at the end of his paycheck.
T2: And he does work ... moving boxes in a warehouse.
[other stuff]
Ox: Gods, I can't stop thinking about Jason.
Ox: And my hard on will not go away.
Ox: Can you get a pic of him for me?
T2: Ah, well, if I get to his home town and figure out where he is.
Ox: Works for me.
Ox: Give me a description to tide me over?
Ox: Hair, eyes, body type, etc.?
T2a: I guess it took a couple of years.
T2: Geesh, dude, are you kidding?
Ox: Fuck, no, I'm a fucking horny dude and this is not going away any time soon.
Ox: And just thinking about him is not helping ...
Ox: ... or rather it is helping ... a lot!
T2: Muscled, tanned, medium body type, shaved head, hair in his chin, dyed blond ...
Ox: As I may have mentioned, this is a fucking dream of mine ... and he made it come true.
T2: Muscle boi surfer type.
Ox: Oh fucking YUM! I am fucking salivating now.
T2: Got the beach talk down so well you cannot understand him.
T2: The surfer/snowboarder slang. I guess he snowboards.
[other stuff]
Ox: Tell me more about Jason.
T2: I have no idea what you want to hear.
Ox: Everything ... before, during, after ... is he happy? Content?
T2: I don't think he worries about that sort of thing. I think he just is.
Ox: Oh, be still my beating heart!
Ox: *lust*
Ox: *envy*
T2: *mental lust*
Ox: Lust for what he is and how he became that way.
T2: Yep.
Ox: Doesn't worry, content, hot, and muscled ... paradise.
T2: Well, that is not something that is a survival skill.
Ox: Why is "muscled, hot, and sexy" not a survival skill?
T2: Not worrying about the future.
Ox: Living in the now is a good thing ... most things that are worried about don't come to pass.
T2: And being gay is not something that gets passed on genetically.
Ox: Being gay is a genetic trait -- recessive, but genetic.
T2: Must be a very recessive trait.
T2: Then what about being bi?
Ox: According to Woody Allen, it doubles your chances for a date on Saturday night.
T2: Hum ... I will tell you what I find out.
Ox: I bet Jason is rarely alone on Saturday night or whenever he wants to have sex.
T2: No, I don't think he is ever alone.
Ox: That's what I want ... works for me.
T2: He is a painfully dense muscleboi and everyone seems to love him.
Ox What's not to love?
Ox: I take it he doesn't dress up much and it's mostly tight clothes to show off the muscle.
T2: Well, he gets lost driving....
Ox: duh ....
T2: Geesh .. no worries. I am jealous.
Ox: Like I said -- I'm in *lust*
[other stuff]
Ox: Thinking about Jason and that it is possible for me to become a dumb muscle boi ...
Ox: ... and I am so fucking turned on by the idea
Ox: and Jason's example proves it's possible! Oh, fuck, yeah!
Ox: it's called an obsession.
T2: Hm, you have an obsession?
Ox: Yeah, to be turned into a a dumb sexy muscle boi like you described Jason as.
T2: Ah, you will probably not be able to read or write.
Ox: Who gives a shit?
Ox: I ... Don't ... Care!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ox: Literally.
Ox: I.
Ox: Don't
Ox: Care!!!!!!!!!!
Ox: I just want it to happen ... no reading, now writing, no numbers, no cares, no worries....
Ox: ... just working out, smoking, sex, and partying
Ox: Just as you described Jason as being .. and that's all I want my life to be: to stupid to be unhappy.
T2: I wish someone had done this to me at 16.
Ox: So do I.
Ox: Hell, it's never too late!
Ox: That's why I'm so fucking interested in how Jason had it done and if the dude would do it to me.
Ox: I fucking want that life!
Ox: And I am so fucking envious that Jason did it / found someone to do it to him.
T2: I have no idea what was done .. but I do remember that you have to start with the desire.
Ox: I'm obsessed with this being done to me!!!!
T2: Never.
Ox: If it's not for you, that's okay with me. I want it so bad I can taste it.
T2: It would be nice....
[other stuff]
Ox: Tell me more about Jason.
T2: d000d gag me with a spoon.
Ox: Rather have Jason gag me with his cock.
T2: Ah, right, and how could I get him interested in going to your home town?
Ox: maybe I could absorb some of what was done to him with his sperm.
T2: He would probably get lost anyway.
Ox: Damn, dude, I'll come to him if it would help.
T2: No idea if he even remembers my questions.
T2: I mean, how do you get answers out of a side of beef?
Ox: Dude, beef is for eating.
Ox: Dude, you could probably get an intelligent answer out of him if you asked about training.
T2: Dude, he could not explain how to get hold of that guy that trained him.
T2: He was all confused.
Ox: Ask anyway.
Ox: Please? I beg you!
T2: I will.
T2: I am not exactly local; he lives fifty miles from here and has no phone.
Ox: Dammit, I really want an answer to who helped him ...
Ox: ... and if he would help me the same way.
T2: I am interested too, dude.
T2: Geesh, the problem with laid back people is that that are so laid back.
Ox: I love laid back dudes, dude
[end of transcript]
If anybody has any idea how this was accomplished please contact me. Thank you.
Ox: Hi, dude.
T2: Hey dude
Ox: What's new?
T2: Oh, I actually met somebody who was helped to become stupid and muscular.
Ox: Really? Who and how?
T2: By conditioning and hypnosis.
T2: and I think they desired it.
Ox: What was his name?
T2. His name is Jason. He is conditioned so well he acts dumb.
Ox: Wow! There's hope for me yet!
T2: Jason is so bad that he can't even deal with IM or cell phones. What happened to him is hot.
Ox: Who helped him? What programs did he use? Where can I get them?
T2: He thinks he is a 17 year old skateboarder.
Ox: Neat ... *envy*
T2: He has no idea what happened and can't explain ...
T2: ... but he is going to try to ask the guy who did it to get hold of me ... if he remembers.
Ox: Wonderful .. and if/when he contacts you ask him to contact me as well.
T2: I will.
T2: The problem is that Jason is so unfocused that I have to keep trying to remind him.
Ox: Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Ox: Oh, how old is Jason? You said he thinks he's 17.
T2: Jason is in his 30s.
Ox: Wonderful.
T2: I knew the guy years ago. It is quite a change.
Ox: What kind of dude was he? Smart, focused, intellectual, what?
T2: He no longer cares about anything except his thing.
T2: He was smart and focused and driven.
T2: Now he is unfocused and sorta slow.
T2: All he wants to do is eat party work out.
Ox: Oh, wow ... *envy*
Ox: I am getting so fucking turned on right now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T2: So yeah, I think it may be possible after all.
Ox: Yeah ... fuck yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T2: I am not sure he is really stupid.
Ox: Gods, I so want it to happen to me.
T2: He is just so unfocused and laid back that thinking is too much work.
Ox: Please, gods, let it happen to me!
T2: If I find out what was done to him, I will tell you.
Ox: Thank you.
T2: Besides, considering how driven he was it might be nice to be nothing.
Ox: I just want enough brain power to be able to pay bills and write checks each month ...
Ox ... and maybe balance the checkbook.
T2: Dude, that's smarter than Jason is at this point.
T2: He can't count too big and forget about being able to write.
Ox: Well, I can hopefully set it up to have all the bills paid automatically.
T2: And I saw enough to come to the conclusion that he is not fooling.
Ox: But since I'm alone I really got to have enough smarts to pay my bills ...
Ox: ... or arrange for someone to do it for me.
T2: Do you really want to be that dumb?
Ox: Actually ... FUCK, YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
T2: Who would I chat with?
Ox: I dunno ... I don't care.
T2: That's him.
Ox: If I'm that dumb, I won't care.
Ox: Can he spell?
T2: Somehow it is just too much effort to be smart.
Ox: Or read?
Ox: Or does he even give a shit?
T2: Well he can't spell and [as for being able to] read ... not too well; he can't figure out road signs.
T2: We got lost with him driving.
Ox: Oh, fuck, I am so fucking envious and jealous that I'm hard as a rock.
Ox: Does he know right from left? Or care?
T2: Don't start since I don't.
Ox: I am so envious it is not funny ... but I am also as hard as a rock and it's not going down soon.
T2: I am totally unsure how it was done.
Ox: I want it done to me .... please gods ...let it happen to me.
Ox: Does he care if he was smarter once? Is he happy now?
T2: And he has no idea. He does remember being smarter ...
T2: ... but can't remember why he wanted to be.
T2: Look, he is an eight year old in a adult body.
T2: Life is just one big party.
T2: And he compulsively bodybuilds.
Ox: If I even touch myself I'm gonna shoot.
T2: Geesh dude.
T2: I would hate to think what would happen if you met him.
Ox: Probably worship him and beg him to get the dude to help me.
T2: I am sure that he is as smart as he always was, just he is totally unfocused.
Ox: Life is a big fucking party all the time ... what's not to want?
T2: Ah, well, dude, it gets hard when you run out of money and starve.
Ox: Is he running out of money or starving?
T2: Well, he is a mooch at the end of his paycheck.
T2: And he does work ... moving boxes in a warehouse.
[other stuff]
Ox: Gods, I can't stop thinking about Jason.
Ox: And my hard on will not go away.
Ox: Can you get a pic of him for me?
T2: Ah, well, if I get to his home town and figure out where he is.
Ox: Works for me.
Ox: Give me a description to tide me over?
Ox: Hair, eyes, body type, etc.?
T2a: I guess it took a couple of years.
T2: Geesh, dude, are you kidding?
Ox: Fuck, no, I'm a fucking horny dude and this is not going away any time soon.
Ox: And just thinking about him is not helping ...
Ox: ... or rather it is helping ... a lot!
T2: Muscled, tanned, medium body type, shaved head, hair in his chin, dyed blond ...
Ox: As I may have mentioned, this is a fucking dream of mine ... and he made it come true.
T2: Muscle boi surfer type.
Ox: Oh fucking YUM! I am fucking salivating now.
T2: Got the beach talk down so well you cannot understand him.
T2: The surfer/snowboarder slang. I guess he snowboards.
[other stuff]
Ox: Tell me more about Jason.
T2: I have no idea what you want to hear.
Ox: Everything ... before, during, after ... is he happy? Content?
T2: I don't think he worries about that sort of thing. I think he just is.
Ox: Oh, be still my beating heart!
Ox: *lust*
Ox: *envy*
T2: *mental lust*
Ox: Lust for what he is and how he became that way.
T2: Yep.
Ox: Doesn't worry, content, hot, and muscled ... paradise.
T2: Well, that is not something that is a survival skill.
Ox: Why is "muscled, hot, and sexy" not a survival skill?
T2: Not worrying about the future.
Ox: Living in the now is a good thing ... most things that are worried about don't come to pass.
T2: And being gay is not something that gets passed on genetically.
Ox: Being gay is a genetic trait -- recessive, but genetic.
T2: Must be a very recessive trait.
T2: Then what about being bi?
Ox: According to Woody Allen, it doubles your chances for a date on Saturday night.
T2: Hum ... I will tell you what I find out.
Ox: I bet Jason is rarely alone on Saturday night or whenever he wants to have sex.
T2: No, I don't think he is ever alone.
Ox: That's what I want ... works for me.
T2: He is a painfully dense muscleboi and everyone seems to love him.
Ox What's not to love?
Ox: I take it he doesn't dress up much and it's mostly tight clothes to show off the muscle.
T2: Well, he gets lost driving....
Ox: duh ....
T2: Geesh .. no worries. I am jealous.
Ox: Like I said -- I'm in *lust*
[other stuff]
Ox: Thinking about Jason and that it is possible for me to become a dumb muscle boi ...
Ox: ... and I am so fucking turned on by the idea
Ox: and Jason's example proves it's possible! Oh, fuck, yeah!
Ox: it's called an obsession.
T2: Hm, you have an obsession?
Ox: Yeah, to be turned into a a dumb sexy muscle boi like you described Jason as.
T2: Ah, you will probably not be able to read or write.
Ox: Who gives a shit?
Ox: I ... Don't ... Care!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ox: Literally.
Ox: I.
Ox: Don't
Ox: Care!!!!!!!!!!
Ox: I just want it to happen ... no reading, now writing, no numbers, no cares, no worries....
Ox: ... just working out, smoking, sex, and partying
Ox: Just as you described Jason as being .. and that's all I want my life to be: to stupid to be unhappy.
T2: I wish someone had done this to me at 16.
Ox: So do I.
Ox: Hell, it's never too late!
Ox: That's why I'm so fucking interested in how Jason had it done and if the dude would do it to me.
Ox: I fucking want that life!
Ox: And I am so fucking envious that Jason did it / found someone to do it to him.
T2: I have no idea what was done .. but I do remember that you have to start with the desire.
Ox: I'm obsessed with this being done to me!!!!
T2: Never.
Ox: If it's not for you, that's okay with me. I want it so bad I can taste it.
T2: It would be nice....
[other stuff]
Ox: Tell me more about Jason.
T2: d000d gag me with a spoon.
Ox: Rather have Jason gag me with his cock.
T2: Ah, right, and how could I get him interested in going to your home town?
Ox: maybe I could absorb some of what was done to him with his sperm.
T2: He would probably get lost anyway.
Ox: Damn, dude, I'll come to him if it would help.
T2: No idea if he even remembers my questions.
T2: I mean, how do you get answers out of a side of beef?
Ox: Dude, beef is for eating.
Ox: Dude, you could probably get an intelligent answer out of him if you asked about training.
T2: Dude, he could not explain how to get hold of that guy that trained him.
T2: He was all confused.
Ox: Ask anyway.
Ox: Please? I beg you!
T2: I will.
T2: I am not exactly local; he lives fifty miles from here and has no phone.
Ox: Dammit, I really want an answer to who helped him ...
Ox: ... and if he would help me the same way.
T2: I am interested too, dude.
T2: Geesh, the problem with laid back people is that that are so laid back.
Ox: I love laid back dudes, dude
[end of transcript]
If anybody has any idea how this was accomplished please contact me. Thank you.
For what I know, it is a lengthy process apparently a guy name coach4jocks do it....
ReplyDeleteOh he is on yahoo
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