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Multani
Guest
(Multani throws some tree rubber at Dw, hoping he'll catch it.)
Geez Dw! You gotta stop jumping off cliffs.
Geez Dw! You gotta stop jumping off cliffs.
D
dw51688
Guest
Ahem! If I was your eternal friend. How come you tried to take my soul? Well some friend you are. Truce?
D
Darsh
Guest
You gotta fight
For your right
to PARTY!!!!!!
For your right
to PARTY!!!!!!
D
DÛke
Guest
With you?
I rather die...
You know, do you think I'm joking when I say I DON'T like you anymore? Well, I'm not...
What about you Multani? MR. "THIS HAS BEEN A WARNING"! WTF is that!? "Warning"? YOU are warning ME? Warning me meaning you're WARNING YOUR OWN sad self...
I'm sorry, but eternity between once became an instant...sorry to disappoint you Dw, but I'm not one of you stupid friends anymore...Sorry...I apologize, FOR YOU...
I rather die...
You know, do you think I'm joking when I say I DON'T like you anymore? Well, I'm not...
What about you Multani? MR. "THIS HAS BEEN A WARNING"! WTF is that!? "Warning"? YOU are warning ME? Warning me meaning you're WARNING YOUR OWN sad self...
I'm sorry, but eternity between once became an instant...sorry to disappoint you Dw, but I'm not one of you stupid friends anymore...Sorry...I apologize, FOR YOU...
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Multani
Guest
(in a deadly silent voice) Do not make this public or you will have hell to pay.
D
DÛke
Guest
...Multani is it?
Z
Zhaneel
Guest
You're the last thing on my mind. I wish I could tell you the way that I feel, but tonight is the night I fell asleep at the wheel.
A
Almindhra
Guest
"The Humpty dance is your chance, to do the hump!"
G
Gizmo
Guest
If you are lonely, I will call
If you are poorly, I will send poetry.
I love you -
I am the milkman of human kindness,
I will leave an extra pint.
If you are poorly, I will send poetry.
I love you -
I am the milkman of human kindness,
I will leave an extra pint.
T
terzarima
Guest
Domo Arigato Mr Roboto
Domo... Domo... Domo... Domo
Domo Arigato Mr Roboto
Domo Arigato Mr Roboto
Thank you very much oh Mr. Roboto
For doing the jobs that nobody wants to
And thank you very much, Mr. Roboto
For helping me escape just when I needed to
Thank you-thank you, thank you
I want to thank you, please, thank you
Lyrics are poetry... really...
Domo... Domo... Domo... Domo
Domo Arigato Mr Roboto
Domo Arigato Mr Roboto
Thank you very much oh Mr. Roboto
For doing the jobs that nobody wants to
And thank you very much, Mr. Roboto
For helping me escape just when I needed to
Thank you-thank you, thank you
I want to thank you, please, thank you
Lyrics are poetry... really...
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Thallid Ice Cream Man
Guest
I really don't mind if you sit this one out
My words are but a whisper, your deafness a shout
I may make you feel, but I can't make you think
Your spam's in the gutter, your love's in the sink
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We live alone
(something something something
)
Salvation à la mode, a cup of tea
Aqualung, my friend
don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sot, you see. it's only me.
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There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations of the towns we know
This place we saw the lights turned low
The jigsaw jazz and the sugar fresh flow
Pulling out jobs and jamboree hangouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans and just clap your hands
and just clap your hands
Bonus points if you know what this stuff is (and it certainly reflects my age doesn't it? ABSOLUTELY NOT.).
Additional Bonus points if you don't tell anyone else
[Edited by Thallid Ice Cream Man on 10-19-00 at 04:27 PM]
My words are but a whisper, your deafness a shout
I may make you feel, but I can't make you think
Your spam's in the gutter, your love's in the sink
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We live alone
(something something something
)Salvation à la mode, a cup of tea
Aqualung, my friend
don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sot, you see. it's only me.
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There's a destination a little up the road
From the habitations of the towns we know
This place we saw the lights turned low
The jigsaw jazz and the sugar fresh flow
Pulling out jobs and jamboree hangouts
Two turntables and a microphone
Bottles and cans and just clap your hands
and just clap your hands
Bonus points if you know what this stuff is (and it certainly reflects my age doesn't it? ABSOLUTELY NOT.).
Additional Bonus points if you don't tell anyone else
[Edited by Thallid Ice Cream Man on 10-19-00 at 04:27 PM]
G
Gizmo
Guest
YJ
Know the second, not the first.
Spidey`s is bugging me because I know I`ve heard it, but not where.
Know the second, not the first.
Spidey`s is bugging me because I know I`ve heard it, but not where.
Heard what from me?
"I used to think baby you love me, now I know that for sure...
'Cause I just can't stand here and waiting, 'til you knock on my door...
Everytime I go to the mailbox, gotta hold myself down...
'Cause I'm just here waiting and watching, 'til you're coming around..."
"I used to think baby you love me, now I know that for sure...
'Cause I just can't stand here and waiting, 'til you knock on my door...
Everytime I go to the mailbox, gotta hold myself down...
'Cause I'm just here waiting and watching, 'til you're coming around..."
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Darsh
Guest
How do you think I'm going to get along without you when you're gone?
You took me for everything that I had and kicked me out on my own.
Are you happy are you satisfied? / How long can you stand the heat?
Out of the doorway the bullets rip to the sound of the beat, look out.
Another one bites the dust.
You took me for everything that I had and kicked me out on my own.
Are you happy are you satisfied? / How long can you stand the heat?
Out of the doorway the bullets rip to the sound of the beat, look out.
Another one bites the dust.
Z
Zhaneel
Guest
Anyone perfect must be lying, anything easy has its cost
Anyone plain can be lovely, anyone loved can be lost
What if I lost my direction? What if I lost sense of time?
What if I nursed this infection? Maybe the worst is behind
And it feels just like I'm falling for the first time
Anyone plain can be lovely, anyone loved can be lost
What if I lost my direction? What if I lost sense of time?
What if I nursed this infection? Maybe the worst is behind
And it feels just like I'm falling for the first time
D
Darsh
Guest
He rollercoaster,
he got early warning,
he got mud and water,
he want mojo filter,
He said 1 and 1 and 1 is 3,
Got to be good looking cause he's so hard to see.
Come together right now over me.
he got early warning,
he got mud and water,
he want mojo filter,
He said 1 and 1 and 1 is 3,
Got to be good looking cause he's so hard to see.
Come together right now over me.
T
terzarima
Guest
OOOOO... exellent a chance to unload some heavy poetry
Mystic and Cavalier by (the best poet) Lionel Johnson
Go from me: I am one of those who fall.
What! hath no cold wind swept your heart at all,
In my sad company? Before the end,
Go from me, dear my friend!
Yours are the victories of light: your feet
Rest from good toil, where rest is brave and sweet:
But after warfare in a mourning gloom,
I rest in clouds of doom.
Have you not read so, looking in these eyes?
Is it the common light of the pure skies,
Lights up their shadowy depths? The end is set:
Though the end be not yet.
When gracious music stirs, and all is bright,
And beauty triumphs through a courtly night;
When I too joy, a man like other men:
Yet, am I like them, then?
And in the battle, when the horsemen sweep
Against a thousand deaths, and fall on sleep:
Who ever sought that sudden calm, if I
Sought not? yet could not die!
Seek with thine eyes to pierce this crystal sphere:
Canst read a fate there, prosperous and clear?
Only the mists, only the weeping clouds,
Dimness and airy shrouds.
Beneath, what angels are at work? What powers
Prepare the secret of the fatal hours?
See! the mists tremble, and the clouds are stirred:
When comes the calling word?
The clouds are breaking from the crystal ball,
Breaking and clearing: and I look to fall.
When the cold winds and airs of portent sweep,
My spirit may have sleep.
O rich and sounding voices of the air!
Interpreters and prophets of despair:
Priests of a fearful sacrament! I come,
To make with you mine home.
Mystic and Cavalier by (the best poet) Lionel Johnson
Go from me: I am one of those who fall.
What! hath no cold wind swept your heart at all,
In my sad company? Before the end,
Go from me, dear my friend!
Yours are the victories of light: your feet
Rest from good toil, where rest is brave and sweet:
But after warfare in a mourning gloom,
I rest in clouds of doom.
Have you not read so, looking in these eyes?
Is it the common light of the pure skies,
Lights up their shadowy depths? The end is set:
Though the end be not yet.
When gracious music stirs, and all is bright,
And beauty triumphs through a courtly night;
When I too joy, a man like other men:
Yet, am I like them, then?
And in the battle, when the horsemen sweep
Against a thousand deaths, and fall on sleep:
Who ever sought that sudden calm, if I
Sought not? yet could not die!
Seek with thine eyes to pierce this crystal sphere:
Canst read a fate there, prosperous and clear?
Only the mists, only the weeping clouds,
Dimness and airy shrouds.
Beneath, what angels are at work? What powers
Prepare the secret of the fatal hours?
See! the mists tremble, and the clouds are stirred:
When comes the calling word?
The clouds are breaking from the crystal ball,
Breaking and clearing: and I look to fall.
When the cold winds and airs of portent sweep,
My spirit may have sleep.
O rich and sounding voices of the air!
Interpreters and prophets of despair:
Priests of a fearful sacrament! I come,
To make with you mine home.
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FoundationOfRancor
Guest
...its somewhat ammusing to see how drastically these threads go offtopic. For example, my "For you new people; names thread" somehow got warped into a disscusion about anthropology.
Sorry...carry on!
Sorry...carry on!