Kurt Vargas @cantankerousglee-blog - Tumblr Blog

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It’s not your thing NOW. 8P

Come ooon. Nicknames are cool and cute. Maybe I should call you Karp instead! 8P

Oooh, that hurt. Tell you what. How aboat I call you Rocky Mountain canary?

Look THAT up, dickweed.

I swear to all that is holy that if you ever call me anything like that again, I will visit upon you a wrath straight from the depths of hell whose ire and contempt know no equal, and strike you down from on high like the fist of an angry god.

And also, I’ll just call you an ODIOUS CARBUNKLE.

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Psssht! I betcha can’t punch. You probably couldn’t even lift a milk carton.

Whale, I’ll just call you a repugnant slubberdegullion!

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I don't even need to be able to punch in order to strike you with a METAPHORICAL FUCKING FIST.

And furthermore, I'll just call you one of the most vehemently terrible examples of the apparent universal floccinaucinihilipilification taking grasp at the birthing channels of HORRID LIVING FECULENCE.

#cantankerousglee #ic

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Whale, I’M getting my point across TOO, MISTER.

Would you rather I call you Kurty? 8)

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You don’t even NEED to do that which is obviously totally MY THING.

I’d actually rather you call me Kurt, cause, you know, it’s my REAL NAME.

Maybe I could just start calling you FACINOROUS!

Look it up, bitch.

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It’s not your thing NOW. 8P

Come ooon. Nicknames are cool and cute. Maybe I should call you Karp instead! 8P

Oooh, that hurt. Tell you what. How aboat I call you Rocky Mountain canary?

Look THAT up, dickweed.

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I swear to all that is holy that if you ever call me anything like that again, I will visit upon you a wrath straight from the depths of hell whose ire and contempt know no equal, and strike you down from on high like the fist of an angry god.

And also, I'll just call you an ODIOUS CARBUNKLE.

#cantankerousglee #ic

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chippercadet replied to your post: Curtis. Pssst. Hey. Hey Curtis! 8D

I’m obviously talking to you, basshole. 8P

Well then MAYBE you could call me by my GODDAMN NAME

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What? Am I not ALLOWED to give you a special little nickname?

Heehee, look at that! I did that silly little emphafish thing you do.

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It’s not SILLY, it helps me get my FUCKING POINT ACROSS

and it’s not really a nickname if it’s just a BASTARDIZATION OF MY REAL NAME NOW IS IT

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Whale, I’M getting my point across TOO, MISTER.

Would you rather I call you Kurty? 8)

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You don't even NEED to do that which is obviously totally MY THING.

I'd actually rather you call me Kurt, cause, you know, it's my REAL NAME.

Maybe I could just start calling you FACINOROUS!

Look it up, bitch.

#cantankerousglee #ic

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chippercadet replied to your post: Curtis. Pssst. Hey. Hey Curtis! 8D

I’m obviously talking to you, basshole. 8P

Well then MAYBE you could call me by my GODDAMN NAME

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What? Am I not ALLOWED to give you a special little nickname?

Heehee, look at that! I did that silly little emphafish thing you do.

cantankerousglee-blog

It's not SILLY, it helps me get my FUCKING POINT ACROSS

and it's not really a nickname if it's just a BASTARDIZATION OF MY REAL NAME NOW IS IT

#cantankerousglee

chippercadet replied to your post: Curtis. Pssst. Hey. Hey Curtis! 8D

I’m obviously talking to you, basshole. 8P

Well then MAYBE you could call me by my GODDAMN NAME

#chippercadet

Curtis. Pssst. Hey. Hey Curtis! 8D

Nope, no one named Curtis here. Try the next asshole.

#chippercadet

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Kurt: Practice your singing

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You chuckle a bit, leaning back in your seat with your hands behind your head. “Yeah, you got a point there,” you say. What were you thinking, Kurt? You just met this girl and you’re offloading all this shit on her. That is NOT how acquaintances talk. You have to wait at least a little bit.

But she had called you friend, and you suppose that was a good thing to say. You had only just met her, but you felt something there. Something that said the two of you would have some stories to tell later on. The feeling is warm, almost foreign. You hadn’t met anyone here recently willing to call you their friend. It’s strange and unknown to you, but welcoming.

And as she went on about her hobbies, you could see she was holding a lot back. Maybe she had gone through some of the same things you had. You decide not to press the issue. It doesn’t do any good to open old wounds.

“Well hey, at least you’re doing something,” you say. “I’m just sitting around pretending I’m a productive member of the Glee Club. Other than that, I got nothing.”

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You laugh and roll your eyes a little.

“I don’t think scribbling or playing dumb games really counts as ‘doing something’.” You have a lot of fun in your clubs and with your hobbies, but you know better than anyone that none of that stuff is going to really do anything for you in the long run. It’s all just a bunch of silly nonsense, but that’s alright. Silly is the best kind of nonsense, you think.

“And I’m sure you’re plenty productive! Like, at least you’re trying,” you offer, straightening up a little in your seat. “It’s something you like, right? And you’re trying. If that ain’t enough, I don’t know what else they want from you.”

Granted, he was pretty awful from what you heard, but if he’s willing to spend his free time practicing, then obviously getting better must be really important to him. That has to count for at least three or four really good singers, right?

“I think you’ll get better if you keep practicing. I mean, that’s how it works, isn’t it? Practice makes perfect or whatever.” You shrug one shoulder. “Maybe you should look into seeing, like, a music coach. Someone who can help. Better than practicing all alone, right?”

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"Well, that's another thing entirely," you say, stretching out. "At least in your clubs you can make friends, right? I'm pretty much friendless, present company excluded." You could definitely not count on any Glee club friends, that was for sure. All those assholes ever did was make fun of you. The closest to a friend you had there was some older guy who gave you a nickname, though that nickname happened to be "tone deaf".

However, she was right. You did need to practice more if you were going to get any better. You could see about visiting Mr. Vance could give you some coaching on the side. He had approached you in the past, but you stubbornly denied him. You just HAD to do it yourself.

On the other hand, she had been mentioning other clubs and whatnot. Maybe it was a good time to outreach to other circles and see if you could get in with anyone there and make more friends.

"Say, do you think maybe I could just like, tag along to one of your club meetings?" you ask. "Just to see if anything piques my interest or whatever?"