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You know, if seems like just moments ago that I was waking up, and going 'Why the hell am I awake?', and that was at 5 am.

And now, it's damn near 12 hours later. How they've flown. I've been posting here for hours, and listening to music, and watching the Firefly pilot, and thinking about you lot.

And do you know what? Leonard Cohen is playing Minneapolis in May. So, before he and I die, I'll get to hear him live again.

So, this thought then, that is always in my heart when I post here:

If it be your will

That I speak no more

And my voice be still

As it was before

I will speak no more

I shall abide until

I am spoken for

If it be your will

If it be your will

That a voice be true

From this broken hill

I will sing to you

From this broken hill

All your praises they shall ring

If it be your will

To let me sing

From this broken hill

All your praises they shall ring

If it be your will

To let me sing

If it be your will

If there is a choice

Let the rivers fill

Let the hills rejoice

Let your mercy spill

On all these burning hearts in hell

If it be your will

To make us well

And draw us near

And bind us tight

All your children here

In their rags of light

In our rags of light

All dressed to kill

And end this night

If it be your will

If it be your will.

'If It Be Your Will'

-Leonard Cohen

Gnomey,

Leonard Cohen will be in Chicago on May 5. I'll have to go see that concert. Thanks for the concert tip.

I don't want to have a Gnome wake. It's almost spring and the plants will start growing and everyone garden needs a Gnome.

And I don't want to cry.

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THROUGH THE ROOF 'N' UNDERGROUND

When there is trap set up for you

In every corner of this town

And so you learn the only way to go is underground

When there's a trap set up for you

In every corner of your room

And so you learn the only way to go is through the roof

Ooh, through the roof...

Underground

And as we're crossing border after border

We realize that difference is none

It's underdogzoo, and if you want it

You always have to make your own fun

And as the upper dog leisurely sighing

The local cultures are dying and dying

The programmed robots are buying and buying

And our secluded freaks, they are still trying, trying

Ooh, through the roof...

Underground

Ooh, through the roof...

And underground

And as the boy scouts learn to read between the lines

The silver rabbits hop between their fathers' lies

And boy scouts ask, "Pa? Where do they go?"

They go to the country that they only know

Just like their meanings they lay between the lines

Between the borders their real countries hide

The strategies saw their advertise

Their strategy of being is one of in-your-face disguise

Ooh, through the roof...

Underground

And when their own walls they will a-crumble

And all the systems will be discombobbled

Around the stump of bigotry

Serebrjanniye zaitzy tam vodjay chorovod!

Ooh, through the roof...

Underground

Serebrjanniye zaitzy tam vodjay chorovod!

Ooh, through the roof...

Underground!

Gogol Bordello

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So you're offering Professional Hygeine, Discretion, and Animal Gratification?

Ugh. Pardon me while I go and scrub my brain.

Anyone have some steel wool?

Steve

P.S. I will admit, however, that the hat and jacket are EXACTLY what I would picture Boo wearing.

P.P.S. Forget the steel wool. Anyone have some muriatic acid they care to donate?

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Good point and I hope the lady will forgive me for even making the comparison. In fact, the hind end of a dead hyena looks a darn sight better than you-know-who. Probably smells better as well.

Michael

Right, that's it Mr. Mold for Brains ... I hereby challenge you to CMSF, any scenario, any ... oh wait, that's right ... [sNEER] You don't even play the game. [/sNEER]

Joe

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So you're offering Professional Hygeine, Discretion, and Animal Gratification?

Ugh. Pardon me while I go and scrub my brain.

Anyone have some steel wool?

Steve

P.S. I will admit, however, that the hat and jacket are EXACTLY what I would picture Boo wearing.

P.P.S. Forget the steel wool. Anyone have some muriatic acid they care to donate?

AGAIN you're not paying attention!

Joe asked what higher honor he might have and I suggested HE become like Fred Garvin; Male Prostitute.

I don't know what makes you so dumb, but it sure works!

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Latrine orderly in the diarrhea ward? I'm limiting the range of my suggestions to those that I feel you might actually be suitable for.

Michael

I fear Joe would only contribute to the mess, hence we have another career to add to the JJWFA list.

* Jobs Joe Would Fail At

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Why ... do you have mold for brains ... it wouldn't surprise me you understand.

And I thought you got on a snit and didn't buy the game.

Or did Seanachai sneak into your house and get on your computer again?

Joe

I didn't get in a snit, I got in a sneetch. Star-bellied.

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