I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine
The crown less shall be King again
The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.
"We have met the enemy... and he is us"
Mmmmmm! This is a tasty burger!
Y'all need to get some culture in ya lives.
The vault... I tried to warn you... those creatures... the vault... I tried!
"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."
Breeding, darling. Top class breeding.
That's a lot of fish.
Fun thread...
The Yen Buddhists are the richest religious sect in the universe. They hold that the accumulation of money is a great evil and a burden to the soul. They therefore, regardless of personal hazard, see it as their unpleasant duty to acquire as much as possible in order to reduce the risk to innocent people
I like maxims that don’t encourage behavior modification.
I was frozen today!
God gave men brains larger than dogs' so they wouldn't hump women's legs at cocktail parties.
It means no worries, for the rest of your days.
Well, it smell like Nights in El Segundo.
There is mastery in submission.
I'm gonna rise up, I'm gonna kick a little ass, Gonna kick some ass in the USA, Gonna climb a mountain, Gonna sew a flag, Gonna fly on an Eagle, I'm gonna kick some butt, I'm gonna drive a big truck, I'm gonna rule this world, Gonna kick some ass, Gonna rise up, Kick a little ass, ROCK, FLAG AND EAGLE!
As stupid as you must think them, the Scarrans have managed to build one of the most extensive empires in the Galaxy in part - and I shall repeat this because it does not seem to sink in - by not advertising the location of their secret bases.
The details of my life are quite inconsequential... Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring, we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds - pretty standard, really. At the age of twelve, I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum. It's breathtaking - I suggest you try it.
Absolutely, I hear you! We're saying we're gonna do the drugs and then we're gonna try and fix all the lights...
[QUOTE=emac1790;421596]The details of my life are quite inconsequential... Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring, we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds - pretty standard, really. At the age of twelve, I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum. It's breathtaking - I suggest you try it.[/QUOTE]
Omg I love you
[QUOTE=lancerman;421608]Omg I love you[/QUOTE]
Shut up, just shut up. You had me at hello. :)
Would you give a man a foot massage?
Hey, don't knock masturbation. It's sex with someone I love.
On your left.
This is my happening and it's freaking me out!
No, I'm all man. I even fought in WWII. Of course, I was wearing women's undergarments under my uniform.
Did you ever want to set someone's head on fire, just to see what it looked like? Did you ever stand in the street and think to yourself, I could make that nun go blind just by giving her a kiss? Did you ever lay out plans for stitching babies and stray cats into a Perfect New Human? Did you ever stand naked surrounded by people who want your gleaming sperm, squirting frankincense, soma and testosterone from every pore? If so, then you're the bastard who stole my drugs Friday night. And I'll find you. Oh, yes.
"There is a sacredness in tears. They are not a mark of weakness, but of power. They are messengers of overwhelming grief and of unspeakable love."
"preserve and cherish the pale blue dot"
I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.
Action is at bottom a swinging and flailing of the arms to regain one's balance and keep afloat.
Fat, drunk, and stupid is no way to go through life, son.
"Why do people keep saying that ?!"
Every time I see you it makes me wish birth control was retroactive.
Laannnaaa!
Emmmergency... Innnduction... Port!
American scientific companies are cross-breeding humans and animals and coming up with mice with fully functioning human brains! And I want their votes!
I don't want to move to a city where the only cultural advantage is being able to make a right turn on a red light.