OT: OT thread Chlorophyll? More Like Boreophyll Edition
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Legionnaire
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It is odd. I love Dylan and Neil Young so if you want to talk singers it is not a superior taste thing. I'll keep trying.
Lt Dan
F*** your ice cream!
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Certainly better than anything from episodes 1-3. Then again, that bar is pretty f***in' low
Lt Dan
F*** your ice cream!
Ming-Na makes everything better!Certainly better than anything from episodes 1-3. Then again, that bar is pretty f***in' low
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But then again I beat the hell out of myself over everything. Yes, I am outspoken - especially here. However, if you ever need a friend feel free to pm me.
Yes, Dan those movies were that bad. lol
Yes, Dan those movies were that bad. lol
Lt Dan
F*** your ice cream!
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Lt Dan
F*** your ice cream!
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The funny thing about @Legionnaire not liking Tool is that he doesn't even realize that Maynard is his spirit animal...
All righty then Picture this if you will 10 to 2 am, X, yogi DMT, and a box of krispy kreme's in my "need to know" pose just outside of area 51, contemplating the whole chosen people thingy when just then a flaming stealth banana split the sky like one would hope but never really expect to see in a place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right at my birkinstocks, and me yelping "holy f***in' shit!" Then the X file being, looking like some kinda blue green Jackie chan, with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of vanilla chig champa, did a slow mo matrix decent outta the butt end of the banana vessel, and hovered above my bug eyes, my gaping jaw, and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I could think was, "I hope uncle martin here doesn't notice that I pissed my f***in pants!!" So light in his way, like an apparition, he'd had me crying out... "f*** me! It's gotta be The dead head Chemistry The blotter got right on top o' me Got me seeing E mutha f***in T!" And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose. He said. "you are the chosen one. The one who will deliver the message. A message of hope for those who choose to hear it, and a warning for those who do not." Me! The chosen one. They chose me!!!! And I didn't even graduate from f***in' high school!! (You'd better listen) Then he looked right through me with somniferous almond eyes Don't even know what that means Must remember to write it down This is so real Like the time Dave floated away See, my heart is pounding cuz this shit never happens to me. Can't breathe right now. It was so real Like I woke up in Wonderland All sorta terrifying I don't wanna be all alone While I tell this story And can anyone tell me why y'all sound like peanuts parents? Will I ever be coming down? This is so real Finally it's my lucky day See, my heart is racing cuz this shit never happens to me Can't breathe right now. You believe me don't you? Please believe what I've just said See, the dead ain't touring and this wasn't all in my head See they took me by the hand And invited me right in Then they showed me something I don't even know where to begin Strapped down to my bed Feet cold and eyes red I'm out of my head Am I alive? Am I dead? Can't remember what they said God damn, shit the bed Overwhelmed as one would be placed in my position Such a heavy burden now to be the one Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending To write it down for all the world to see But I forgot my pen Shit the bed again Typical Strapped down to my bed Feet cold and eyes red I'm out of my head Am I alive? Am I dead. Sunkist and Sudafed Gyroscopes and infrared Won't help. I'm brain dead Can't remember what they said God damn, shit the bed Can't remember what they said to me Can't remember what they said to make me out to be a hero Can't remember what they said Bob help me Can't remember what they said We don't know and we won't know God damn shit the bed
All righty then Picture this if you will 10 to 2 am, X, yogi DMT, and a box of krispy kreme's in my "need to know" pose just outside of area 51, contemplating the whole chosen people thingy when just then a flaming stealth banana split the sky like one would hope but never really expect to see in a place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right at my birkinstocks, and me yelping "holy f***in' shit!" Then the X file being, looking like some kinda blue green Jackie chan, with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of vanilla chig champa, did a slow mo matrix decent outta the butt end of the banana vessel, and hovered above my bug eyes, my gaping jaw, and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I could think was, "I hope uncle martin here doesn't notice that I pissed my f***in pants!!" So light in his way, like an apparition, he'd had me crying out... "f*** me! It's gotta be The dead head Chemistry The blotter got right on top o' me Got me seeing E mutha f***in T!" And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose. He said. "you are the chosen one. The one who will deliver the message. A message of hope for those who choose to hear it, and a warning for those who do not." Me! The chosen one. They chose me!!!! And I didn't even graduate from f***in' high school!! (You'd better listen) Then he looked right through me with somniferous almond eyes Don't even know what that means Must remember to write it down This is so real Like the time Dave floated away See, my heart is pounding cuz this shit never happens to me. Can't breathe right now. It was so real Like I woke up in Wonderland All sorta terrifying I don't wanna be all alone While I tell this story And can anyone tell me why y'all sound like peanuts parents? Will I ever be coming down? This is so real Finally it's my lucky day See, my heart is racing cuz this shit never happens to me Can't breathe right now. You believe me don't you? Please believe what I've just said See, the dead ain't touring and this wasn't all in my head See they took me by the hand And invited me right in Then they showed me something I don't even know where to begin Strapped down to my bed Feet cold and eyes red I'm out of my head Am I alive? Am I dead? Can't remember what they said God damn, shit the bed Overwhelmed as one would be placed in my position Such a heavy burden now to be the one Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending To write it down for all the world to see But I forgot my pen Shit the bed again Typical Strapped down to my bed Feet cold and eyes red I'm out of my head Am I alive? Am I dead. Sunkist and Sudafed Gyroscopes and infrared Won't help. I'm brain dead Can't remember what they said God damn, shit the bed Can't remember what they said to me Can't remember what they said to make me out to be a hero Can't remember what they said Bob help me Can't remember what they said We don't know and we won't know God damn shit the bed
Reclamation Project
Cut It All Right In Two
- Jul 6, 2011
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Legionnaire
Help On The Way
Reclamation Project
Cut It All Right In Two
- Jul 6, 2011
- 34,135
- 3,783
Holy shit, you must be watching my browser history, I just watched that clip yesterday!
Please don't post anything else I watched.
Please don't post anything else I watched.
