I think wimbecker is Werther's alter ego.

If it's not, I still wanna know if he knows Will Smith.

LOL. That is kuk funny!!! But how do you know it was him at could have written that book? Maybe he just used that name because he likes the book that guy wrote.... just a thought.

I was thinking the same thing

FFVII:AC kicks ass

after a little research, you're actually right on the money. imagine that, an alter ego of an alter ego.

Who the fuck is wimbecker? As in.. whose alter ego is that?

reading > you. it was youngwerthers.

Another mystery solved. My work here is done.

You said it was an alter ego of an alter ego. I thought that meant wimbecker is someone's alter ego.. and youngwerther was yet someone else's alter ego.

get me a copy of the original text of beowulf.

Alright. I have some clarification to do.

I was introduced to Growing Up Hard while reading a Focoult interview two years ago. Being a homosexual and an active member of the San Francisco S&M scene, he cited Growing Up Hard as one of the most accurate accounts of the life of a homosexual youth in the 1970's. Wim Becker's exegetical narration transcends both time and place, contributing to what Baktihn would call the shaping dialogic of the novel. I had to read this book.

It was not easy to procure. I am still under 18, and being a 15 year old I could not go into any adult bookstores to ask about this title. Neither was it on Amazon. Out of desperation, I began to wonder if I could get the book through interlibrary loan, and to my utter shock I discovered that it was in Cornell's library.

I then concocted a scheme. I tried to track down other books that were only in the Cornell library to borrow through interlibrary loan. The only other book I could come up with was Daniel Defoe's little known sequels to Robinson Crusoe, one of which was called "The Sermons of Robinson Crusoe".

Unfortunately, our local librarian, to her horror, saw the explicit cover of Growing Up Hard when it arrived, and promptly called my mother. That is the incident that prompted the lock on my door to keep me out of my room, but that drama has since passed.

What I find strange is that rather than sending the book back to Cornell, my mother kept the book and read it. I'm reasonably sure that my parents thought I was becoming a closet homosexual back then (my manner of dress was markedly different at the tender age of 15), so they wanted to read this book to find out what I saw in it.

Recently (6 months ago) I found the book in our basement and carried it off to my room, where I read it voraciously. It was actually disappointing, and I do not realize what Focoult saw in this book. Perhaps he was going insane in the latter part of his life. The narrator/author, Wim Becker, was such a strange character that I found it impossible to forget him. Then Nutralife happened.

I made that post posing as Wim Becker to leave the number for their Nutralife voicemailbox. (They leased an 800 Number Nutralife offers for $500) Knowing their rampant fear of anything homosexual, I wagered that if anyone here would call that number looking for "male tail" they would immediately get out of Nutralife.

But alas, I was merely taken as Spam. It is good that no one called them, because now Harlotte and I get to be distributors under them, and her parents will perhaps become distributors under us.

Isn't it all grand?

That's the best line of bullshit in defense of being found out as an alter ego of an alter ego EVER. Congrats. Seems you got your touch back.

That was slightly better than episode III.