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I am not an a**hole. I am a hemorrhoid. I irritate a**holes!
Procrastination: Forward planning to insure there is something to do tomorrow.
Derails threads faster than a pocket nuke.
I turn my radio off the second I hear that..... noise start (I refuse to call it a song). And then I hang my head wondering how this can be classed as skill and music, and played so damn often.
Sorry, couldn't resist. That atleast has a nice beat, and doesn't repeat the same phrase over and over.
"On a scale of 1 to banana, whats your favourite colour of the alphabet?"
Regards, Lord Baron Darth von Vaderham, esq. Middle brother to mharbourgirl & Squeaksmyalias
I turn my radio off the second I hear that..... noise start (I refuse to call it a song). And then I hang my head wondering how this can be classed as skill and music, and played so damn often.
I can appreciate the message behind the song (be comfortable with your body) but that song got old the first time I heard it.
And the follow-up "Dear Future Husband" is even worse. I won't link it here. Consider that my Christmas gift to you.
Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.
"I never said I wasn't a horrible person."--Me, almost daily
The kids at school have been learning a variant of "So Long Farewell" to sing to their school principal this week/next week (not sure which).
Because they practiced it when my boss and I were present, we now have the song stuck in our heads (They've been changing the lyrics to make it more contextual, so you're not going to have a 5-year-old asking for champagne )
So for about the last week I have this bizarre mashup of "Maria", "So Long Farewell" "The Lonely Goatherd" and "Do Re Mi" in my head. GET IT OUT!!!!
I've used those to chase out barflies at closing time...
The chills will arrive, to the sound of Muzak...
I am not an a**hole. I am a hemorrhoid. I irritate a**holes!
Procrastination: Forward planning to insure there is something to do tomorrow.
Derails threads faster than a pocket nuke.
Eh, a friend of mine had the habit of embedding Deutschland Uber Alles in my mind just before going on base. Unfortunately [?] I also know the lyrics in German and have a habit of humming and singing my earworms. Or in this case perhaps ohrwum is more apropriate =)
EVE Online: 99% of the time you sit around waiting for something to happen, but that 1% of action is what hooks people like crack, you don't get interviewed by the BBC for a WoW raid.
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