Friday, June 26, 2009

It is thundering again....


.... but guess who is not in the bathroom this time? 

9 comments:

  1. If it wasn't cruel, I'd ask you to tramp around the apartment banging on things with your fist while, with a director's megaphone, demanding better cowering.

    ...but I'm pretty sure that'd be considered cruel. Let me check.






    Yeah, it's cruel.

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  2. It would be especially cruel to me because I would be the one who would emerge the loser. And when you go up against Scraps, that means you are the one who emerges a bloody lump of your former self.

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  3. Rubbish.

    Some people go into the fetal position when threatened. All you have to do is go into the 65º position and that cat'll head for the hills.

    Man, I love this º. It is sweet. Who knew ALT + 0 = º? Awesome! Almost as awesome as me listening to Vincent Price's part in Thriller as I type this.

    Another thing I love: the words Blogger makes me type to leave comments here. They are fascinating. Wingiem, contation. I wish I could remember some of the other ones.

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  4. I got "zabith'. Like Sabbath, but... Greeker? I dunno. I remember being in Corpus- the first time- listing to Thriller on record and making mom stop the song before Vincent Price laughed because otherwise I would have nightmares. What is really amazing about this whole Michael Jackson Dying thing is the response to it. Everyone is dancing. I haven't gone to a club or been in a cab where MJ wasn't playing in the last 48 hours. I hope people dance at my funeral. Enough with this crying crap. Dance the pain away!

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  5. As I told Vandy, Michael Jackson music has become essential for any iPod. Friday was nuts. I left school to go grade at the coffee shop and listened to him all afternoon (as that's all they played in there). I had a nice rhythm going on the grading.

    Agreed. If people aren't dancing or at least laughing at my funeral, then I've led a crappy life.

    Password: hirentm Hiring Tim?

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  6. I dunno... It sounds a little dirty to me.

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  7. Damn it! I didn't get one that time!

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  8. Ah, the Privilege of the Blogger. You have attained a mighty status.

    Password: ulisdor

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  9. Don't mock my authority.
    (YESSSS!!! Password: Haliko, a good one.)

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