Mmm....Since CC and patrick are dominating this blog, I figured I should probably sneak a post in before I get whipped by one of them.
So...here's my contribution? Yep.
The title is a reference from Chorus. We were madlibbing today, and that's one of the things that we came up with with our Kooky nouns and other parts of speech. Good times. That part was followed by 'Then how the reindeers loved him, as they shouted out 'OH YEAH'! Good stuff. Good stuff.
And thanks to Mad-libbing, we now know that Jose wants to spy on Kris Louie so that he can learn all of his Asian secrets. Oh my.
Hey. Guess what? CHRISTMAS IS COMING! And so are all those wonderfully wonderful other holidays (Although Maxime whats-his-face says that Hanukka isn't a very large Jewish holiday). With the coming of Christmas is also the coming of Glor's birthday, as well as mine (HURRAH FOR ALMOST BEING FIFTEEN!).
Hmm...I don't know what else I have to say, besides that the movie in Spanish is a bit....strange? Good, but nonsensical. It's like 'Hey-these-two-guys-who-look-nothing-alike-are-very-mistakable-so-let's-go-kill-the-musician-dude'. That confuses me. The gang guy has a mustache and a large tummy that bulges out of his very tight jeans, and just because the mariachi dude is wearing black pants and a black jacket and carrying a guitar case, he's suddenly mistakeable as a guy with a mustache and round middle and tight jeans?
::rants::
Alright. Now I'm done. Love you all! MWAH!
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Alicia makes bad, bad posts.
-pistol whips-
Don't you dare undermine my domination.
And don't you dare think of dolls waiting for you... just waiting... they can wait as long as they need to, as long as they get to taste your blood.
“Maxime whats-his-face” is correct. it’s not a huge religious holiday. hanukah is made up to be a huge holiday in the jewish religion because it coincides with christmas. thus jews and christians have their vacation landing at the same time.
http://home.comcast.net/~djsyndrome916/1up/Stop_Posting.gif
...because my posts are infinitely better.
that's utter bullshit. now my url won't fit. thanks, alicia.
giving it another go:
http://home.comcast.net/~djsyndrome916/1up/Stop_Posting.gif
Would you stop with the doll stuff?
And you guys are such meanies! Lovely meanies, none the less, but still...I posted because I thought you'd wanted me to, and then I get insulted.
Now I'm going to go SOB INTO MY PILLOWS! ::melodrama::
Ha ha. Just kidding. I definately don't have as much practice writing these things as you two do.
Besides, you two are just infinately better at everything, aren't you? One can't hope to be close to as good as you are.
PS- Maxime's name is too long to write fully. Besides, I'm not exactly sure how to spell all of it. So....whats-his-face is his new last name?
Psht. yeah.
"Besides, you two are just infinately..."
i am both infinitely and infinately better.
i forgot to mention that if you post on this board, you are vulnerable to criticism if your posts/comments have errors. your comment does.
I'm packed and I'm holding,
I'm smiling, she's living, she's golden and
she lives for me, She says she lives for me,
Ovation, She's got her own motivation,
she comes round and she goes down on me,
And I make her smile, It's like a drug for you,
Do ever what you want to do,
Coming over you,
Keep on smiling,
what we go through.
One stop to the rhythm that divides you,
And I speak to you like the chorus to the verse,
Chop another line like a coda with a curse,
And I come on like a freak show takes the stage.
We give them the games we play, she said,
I want something else, to get me through this,
Semi-charmed kind of life,
I want something else,
I'm not listening when you say, Good-bye.
The sky it was gold, it was rose,
I was taking sips of it through my nose,
And I wish I could get back there,
Some place back there,
Smiling in the pictures you would take,
Doing crystal myth,
Will lift you up until you break,
It won't stop,
I won't come down, I keep stock,
With a tick tock rhythm and a bump for the drop,
And then I bumped up. I took the hit I was given,
Then I bumped again,
And then I bumped again.
How do I get back there to,
The place where I fell asleep inside you?
How do I get myself back to,
The place where you said,
I want something else to get me through this,
semi-charmed kind of life,
I want something else,
I'm not listening when you say, good-bye,
I believe in the sand beneath my toes,
The beach gives a feeling,
An earthy feeling,
I believe in the faith that grows,
And the four right chords can make me cry,
When I'm with you I feel like I could die.
And that would be all right,
All right, When the plane came in,
She said she was crashing,
The velvet it rips,
In the city we tripped,
On the urge to feel alive,
But now I'm struggling to survive,
The days you were wearing,
That velvet dress,
You're the priestess,
must confess,
Those little red panties,
They pass the test,
Slide up around the belly,
Face down on the mattress,
One,
Now you hold me,
And we're broken.
Still it's all that I want to do.
Feel myself with a head made of the ground,
I'm scared but I'm not coming down.
And I won't run for my life,
She's got her jaws just locked now in smile
but nothing is all right,
All right, I want something else,
To get me through this,
Semi-charmed kind of life,
I want something else,
I'm not listening when you say,
good-bye.
Hey, even if you don't post/comment, I'm still up for some criticism!
Let's make today a wonderful day!
Pistol-whipping, not hole-digging, is the new ways to make boys AND girls be GOOD.
Dolls...
And I'm better than the both of you, so uh, yeah.
Maxime Igor-savvich Vasscherstein.
tomorrow is my last day. cannot wait. i'll start my vacation with a trip to lv for the holiday concert and all will be well.
also. i have one lucky candidate to lure into my group of friends from chaminade. his name is chris mellow and he's rather socially inept but he likes zelda so he's welcome in my home any time. i am looking to have people over this vacation - any objections with him tagging along?
I need to meet Chris Mellow. I need to squeeze his face into my not-so-ample bosoms.
And pretend I'm an orphanage woman welcoming him.
oh oh, dress up like the orphanage lady from Anastasia.
...Oookay.
Uhm. Sure. Why not? An extra person tagging along never hurt anybody.
Alright...so, maybe it has. But I'm sure, if he likes Zelda, then he MUST be cook, no?
As we know, all Zelda fans are cooks.
Duhr!
i'm a master chef - all thanks to my collection of zelda games.
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