Monday, November 10, 2008

Advice Given from Dr. Entropy

Hi Dr. Entropy,
I have a very big problem that I hope you can help me with. I've been married to my husband, Andy for 10 years. We had a wonderful relationship and two daughters, ages 9 and 7. Andy and I were best friends and always got along really well. We bought a house and after we moved, Andy took a job with an insurance company. He has never worked for an insurance company before. After working for this company for just two months, I noticed some changes in him. He started to ignore me and our daughters and all he ever talked about was his company. He said the same things about the company over and over as though he was reading a script. He began to move up in the company through different levels of "management". After a few more months, he began staying out later and later, drinking alcohol (he never drank before), and eventually began dating other women. All the while, he kept repeating how great he is and how much power he has and how the company has changed his life. In January, he told me that he was "never meant to be married to anyone" and he packed his bags and moved out. He has turned into a person that I don't know. He was a devoted and wonderful father who no longer cares about his daughters. He was the best husband in the world and he doesn't even remember a lot of things about our marriage anymore. He works 14-16 hours a day and all he cares about is the company. Mostly everyone who works at this company ends up leaving their families. The company accounts for all of his time, 7 days a week and he has no freedom at all. It seems more like a cult to me than a job and the man I know, would never, ever, ever have walked out on his kids. I am positive that he has been brainwashed by this company. His entire life has been erased and replaced with a new one. His only friends now are the co-workers at this company. He no longer does any of the things that he used to enjoy. I love him more than anything and I feel like the man I married has died. How can I help him? How can I fix this mind control that he his under? I feel like he needs to be rescued and I don't know what to do? I am open to any advice that you can offer me. Thank you so much for taking the time to read this and for any help you can give me.

Julie


Dear Julie,

Your cunt is very warm and I love to fuck you! Please do not try to fix Andy. Brain control is not to be run from, it is to be run into and embraced. Please, heed my advice, be a real hero and submit!

Yours,

Eddie E.

13 comments:

abigail van buren II said...

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ihavebettertastethanyou@snobnet.com said...

Yuck.

ANDY said...

EDDIE TANK YO SO MATCH FOR TELLING MY IFE THATSHE IS ALWAYS HARD ON ME FOR DANCING OUT LATE FOR WORK BUT DANCE IS MY LIFE AND SHE NOT UNERSAM TAT I EXPLAINHER TEN TIMES BUT SHE DODNT GETIT MAN WIMMIN YOU CAN LIFWIOEHAM! LOL! I CAM PAY FOR MY KIDSCAS I NEED THE MANEYTO GO CLUB WEEKEM YOU KNOW HOW IT IS BUBBY YES OH MAN LOL MAN R WHAT SHE SAID LOL! SEE YOU SATURAY FRENID!

- ANDY

suicidal teenager said...

After reading your advice I've taken the liberty of ingesting an entire bottle of Advil. Thankyou.

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Yours,

Truth in Advertising

Archie Bunker said...

Man you really let that bitch have it eddie! BANG!

Eddie Entropy said...

@ Turth and Abbey:

Fuck you fuckwads, I play this blog like a violin and I plays it the ways I like it! You want to set the man on me, bring it! Let's see how long you're left standing you fucking honky fucker wadsZ!

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Anonymous said...

Dear Julie,

You win, I can't take it any longer, I know you have been waiting for this to happen. I hope it makes you very happy, this is not an easy thing to do, but I've got to the point where there is nothing to live for, a little bit of kindness from you would of made everything so different, but all that ever interested you was the dollar.

It is pretty hard for me to do anything when you are so greedy even with this house you couldn't even be fair with that, well it's all yours now and you won't have to see the Lawyer anymore.

I wish you would you give my personal things to Eddie, you couldn't get much from selling them anyway, you still have my insurance, it isn't much but it will be enough to take care of my debts and still have a few bucks left.

You always told me that I was the one that made Darla take her life, in fact you said I killed her, but you know down deep in your heart it was you that made her do what she did, and now you have two deaths to your credit, it should make you feel very proud.

Good By Kid

P.S. Disregard all the mean things I've said in this letter, I have said a lot of things to you I didn't really mean and I hope you get well and wish you the best of everything.

Edwina -- don't come in.

Call your mother, she will know what to do.

Love

Daddy

Edwina don't go in the bedroom.

grammar man said...

@ Daddy:

You mispelled "good bye" in your suicide note you big dummy!

Kelsey Grammer said...

This blog is beneath me!

Eddie Entropy said...

You like to be on top, don't you Kelsey!