Baddafuckup.

halon n. chem. any of various gaseous compounds of carbon, bromine and other halogens, used to extinguish fires. What? a)Halons are compounds (molecules), fission is a nuclear process. b)The elements in these molecules have lower atomic numbers than iron, so they wouldn't spontaneously fission anyway (their nuclei have a lower mass than their component nucleons) I did just find out that "lyrate" is a word meaning "lyre shaped" though, which is pretty excellent.

Yo Angel, You really are the funniest mother fucker on this site! I'd love to have a stout with you and shoot the shit! Dat wouldn't be a sin would it?

You must be that bad ass mother fucker I wrote about a couple of weeks age. Yo home-boy wahe you bin? Me and you could run this joint. Two bad mother fuckers with an additude to boot! Shit, we cuold fuck all the hoe's down on 125 street. Know what I'm sayin. We kick back get some crank..know what I'm sayin? Homey, you just stick with me...latch on...I'ma make it all happen. And dem white boys, we be kicin dey ass..takin dey hoe's back to the hood. Cookin up they ass and lighin up they pussy's.. So meet me down by dat fucking Korean Bakery on Martin Luther King Blvd. 8PM sharp! You with me mother-fucker? Oh one last thing home-boy..when you come down here in my neck of da woods..don't be sayin shit like ""Nappy" and "hipsters"..home boys up here will tear your shit apart dey here you rap like dat. Later.

I havn't seen that film, but the graveyard at the end of "The Good, The Bad and the Ugly" is really excellent.

Shit man I'll let you be the judge of that when I tell you I'm the coolest cat this side of crazy town. Been up to my ears in the shit and the hipsters didn't even know what hit 'em. Got a real bad rep for being a loose cannon - the shits don't mess with me 'cos they don't want to be cacked up in nappy of their own shit after messing with my shit for more than a couple of minutes! You gotta problem downtown - I'm your man. I've been around the block, and then, after I did that, I went around the next block and got totally spazzed up on some gear I found smeared on the underside of a discarded potato. You want results? I can get ya results. But when the shit goes down and the stakes go up, then there ain't a cat alive who'd point to a pile of shit on the cobbles of easy street and say "I did that, buddy"

Got a million of em...but before a share another tell me first... is there a serious bone in that old creeking body of yours?

Partial defense: (1) The name has various spellings, depending on language. Oddly enough it was her real name, although the Gaelic root means white/bright. (2) It's a twice reflected light; poet recollects moonlight evening, so the typing need not be moonlit too.

Ditto.

Thanks. I must be doing something right if I pushed someone's buttons enough to warrant the rating of a blue 1.