Feb 19, 2006 17:18
I fought the war
I fought the war, I fought the war
But the war won...
*grimey, midrange-y guitars and cymbals scream along*
Is the chorus/hook to a really, really great song, one that isn't too preachy because Emily Haines makes me happy. And Metric's Live it Out should be in your collection. Yes, even you haters.
God, I don't want to move unless I can take my balcony with me.
Oh shit, my armpits smell like fifteen sacks of assholes and cheese...but I just want to smoke on my balcony. As in light a big fire.
I think that badass black chow in my neighborhood died and came back an a motherfuckin' badass black cat!! Twice, I've seen this cat on my neighbor's rooftop -- that's about 40 feet up -- totally scaring pigeons, looking for a way to dismantle some fat pigeon heads. Those bloated, wellfed assholes cock (!) their heads in a really strange way, and I know that dude is up there. Suddenly, he saunters up...fuckin' a. I just saw him sprinting down the sidewalk. I yelled, "Badass!!!!" to him. He knows. I know. You know how we do.