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No, not really. Considering it is light where you are and still pitch black here.
I appreciate your concern, all the same...
Really, 9/10. Who? Why? Seriously. this is shit. It will be shit in 100 years. Trust me.
My business doesn't fuck. I'm just a curious fucking fucker. Fuck fuck fuck fuckity fuck. Isn't this fun?
Ranger replying on Am I Still Here? by Ranger 17 Dec 2002, 2:03 AM
Thank you! I enjoyed writing this immensely. It came to me after listening to my Ozric Tentacles album (they're a psychedelic group, and totally instrumental, so I haven't taken any lyrics from them)
<{Baba^Yaga}> replying on Music That Cannot Exist (Next Verse) by Fetylum 17 Dec 2002, 2:03 AM
cop lights reflecting off of their wings into alls eyes.
Athena. Mind your own fucking business.
Who's the Rod man? Who's GW?
Who's Stan Rice?
Who's a plagiarist?
And come on.... You spend you days waiting for a call to be on Passions the soap. As a doctor (do you have a high school diploma)? Do you really know what it takes to be a Dr. No wonder they have not called? Maybe you just suck. Like the stuff you call poetry on the site. Who cares how old the GW is. I once thought she was something. And then........well that is its own story. hahahahahahhahahahahahahahah Stan Rice. hahahahahahahahahah as good as the Rod man...who GW makes fun of. hahahahahhahahahah. !!!!!! Stan the man Rice.
Fetylum on Am I Still Here? by Ranger 17 Dec 2002, 1:57 AM
Very beautiful indeed. I love your form of poetry.
Fetylum replying on Music That Cannot Exist (Next Verse) by Fetylum 17 Dec 2002, 1:54 AM
*points down to her earlier reply to you comment*
GOOOOOAAALLLLLL! ONE-NIL!
Fetylum replying on Music That Cannot Exist (Next Verse) by Fetylum 17 Dec 2002, 1:53 AM
That is part of the mystery behind the music that cannot exist. I will save that for when I complete writing about the music that cannot exist.. But why they are blue? Well, blue seems to be a well known color for sorrow, worries and pain. When the music starts, the butterflies symbolizing pain all that of which the person holds, is, to bluntly, smashed.
Again, not even a clever way of making no sense. Are you drunk? Do you have an excuse? No? Answer the questions at hand fuck head. Why must you justify a plagiarist? Why do you cohort with her? Why did you knock up an 18 year old and have a baby? Have you not heard of condoms? And what about L.A. macho man? Are you as tough as you claim. I love a good brawl.
No, hang on, ignore the first question, I get you now. But still, why are they blue?
So how does that work? Where did they come from? And most importantly, why are they blue?
Bachus replying on I Can Write A Wrong, But I Can't Right A Poem by horus8 17 Dec 2002, 1:45 AM
what about when you played in the fountain with the boys at summercamp? or all of those times you checked for freshness with your fingers in the shower, also my son's godmother is 41..so your point? maybe she should be 61, or perhaps 11? my hands hate cement, but i do know how to pour a doric column in the winter with no mixer, no truck..and two mexicans named paco, and flaco..also i didn't know high school diplomas came with poetry licenses?, and some of us have to dumb it down to deal with stalkers more appropriately, so that they get the point. don't you ever play with your wife and kids? good.so, why don't you leave mine alone? because, without them you have absolutely nothing to stand on. zip. zippy. nada.go spend some quality time with your family ward cleaver. you are horribly out gunned and strategically speaking, ill equipped.
Ranger on My Friend? by Blade 17 Dec 2002, 1:44 AM
Cheers! Why are people repeatedly voting above zero? If we're not careful, this might get lifted off the bottom! What a crime! This place is rightfully Blade's.