My Sinuses Are Shredded Beyond Belief.
- Try breathing through a razor blade firmly implanted within your sinus cavity. Then you know the methods to my madness.
Its Official: The Raconteurs have the coolest posters ever.
- Ithaca College is going to kick me out because I can't afford their fancy-pants, take-a-lot-of-pride-in-how-"low"-their-tuition-is schoolin' no mores. And what, ultimately and if anything have I learned in my time here?
1) Anal sex, despite being very popular among the male population of hippies and sexually questionable music majors, is always wrong. You simply don't do it, consider it, or even consider consider it.
2) Your poor musical choices make me think that none of these kids ever really get laid except by those with similar tastes in audio fecal matter. Who listened to Peter Gabriel's "Salisbury Hill" after sex? People who think that anything 'soft rock' can be considered sexy.
- And every list I've read posting the 'sexiest' songs, in honor of Valentine's day had it all wrong. It's not sexy unless the music reflects the feeling; just because you write a song with "I want you/Love you" or whatever it is Prince is peddling these days doesn't make it automatically sexy. Likewise, I do not think Prince is automatically sexy. There, I said it.
- Pray for those who deserve happiness. Not those who have never known it; they must find their own way, but for those who have known and lost. You can be surprised how vital it is for survival of your own being.
Chuck a ball. Toss a ball. Lob a ball. Pitch a ball.
- I love you.
[Barney is made the designated driver for the night when Duff-Man comes to Moe's bar.]
Lenny: "Hey, let's go to the little league diamond and drive around the bases!"
Carl: "No, the Playboy Mansion, Playboy Mansion!"
Homer: "Shut up! It's my car and I say we're going to the lost city of gold!"
Barney: [angry] "Oh, that's just drunk talk! [dreamily] "Sweet, beautiful drunk talk."
Its Official: The Raconteurs have the coolest posters ever.
- Ithaca College is going to kick me out because I can't afford their fancy-pants, take-a-lot-of-pride-in-how-"low"-their-tuition-is schoolin' no mores. And what, ultimately and if anything have I learned in my time here?
1) Anal sex, despite being very popular among the male population of hippies and sexually questionable music majors, is always wrong. You simply don't do it, consider it, or even consider consider it.
2) Your poor musical choices make me think that none of these kids ever really get laid except by those with similar tastes in audio fecal matter. Who listened to Peter Gabriel's "Salisbury Hill" after sex? People who think that anything 'soft rock' can be considered sexy.
- And every list I've read posting the 'sexiest' songs, in honor of Valentine's day had it all wrong. It's not sexy unless the music reflects the feeling; just because you write a song with "I want you/Love you" or whatever it is Prince is peddling these days doesn't make it automatically sexy. Likewise, I do not think Prince is automatically sexy. There, I said it.
- Pray for those who deserve happiness. Not those who have never known it; they must find their own way, but for those who have known and lost. You can be surprised how vital it is for survival of your own being.
Chuck a ball. Toss a ball. Lob a ball. Pitch a ball.
- I love you.
[Barney is made the designated driver for the night when Duff-Man comes to Moe's bar.]
Lenny: "Hey, let's go to the little league diamond and drive around the bases!"
Carl: "No, the Playboy Mansion, Playboy Mansion!"
Homer: "Shut up! It's my car and I say we're going to the lost city of gold!"
Barney: [angry] "Oh, that's just drunk talk! [dreamily] "Sweet, beautiful drunk talk."