goddamn, i just re-read the street sweeper tales. best fucking thing evar
goddamn, i just re-read the street sweeper tales. best fucking thing evar
Wow, you're like...totally a real person and everything. I'm impressed. ^_^Quote:
Originally Posted by Paul Miller
...er...by 'real person' I mean...well...you've grown up, and... You know~ ^^;;;
Nothing much, really. Still wasting time in much the same ways as always. Things might've changed by the time this year is out, but I'm not going to count my chickens. ^^;;;
Black Sabbath - War Pigs
Oh lord. Soldier put his number in his sig again.
-__-
Eii? ^_^ A book?Quote:
Originally Posted by ZeikHunter
Uu... Well you can't very well put your number online without being aware of the potentially more nefarious consequences. I suppose it's his choice. Not that I'd make the same one. ^_^Quote:
Originally Posted by Evans
He did it before, as the "again" suggests. Let's just say, he got fed up with the early morning/late night anonymous calls. @_@Quote:
Originally Posted by Elin
better, a thread.Quote:
Originally Posted by Elin
also available as a .pdf
http://forums.somethingawful.com/sho...readid=2411937
kors k - [milestone beatnation Records presents REMIXes (disc 2) CD2 #03] Don't Stop! -kors k mix-
You leave in the morningQuote:
Originally Posted by Cheezymadman
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Mother will never understand
Why you had to leave
But the answers you seek
Will never be found at home
The love that you need
Will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Pushed around and kicked around
Always a lonely boy
You were the one
That they'd talk about around town
As they put you down
And as hard as they would try
They'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them
Just to your soul
No you never cried to them
Just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Cry , boy, cry...
You leave in the morning
With everything you own
In a little black case
Alone on a platform
The wind and the rain
On a sad and lonely face
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away.
Oh, no, I remember the first time. But he's got to be aware of the possibility of that happening again, so... Meh...Quote:
Originally Posted by Evans
where?
i have nothing to do all night but make prank calls
Let's call him! :wacko:Quote:
Originally Posted by Elin
GODFUCKINGDAMNIT!
another shitty ass skin.
this is seriously pissing me the fuck off.
Three way conference call? ^_^Quote:
Originally Posted by Evans
You could hear my supposed accent. :wacko: American people seem to be able to hear me as Scottish more than Scottish people can. Here I get mistaken as English most of the time...