Each discarded post reads like a LiveJournal entry.
This is hard like xenotransplantation is easy.
Of every textbook, no, we don't carry copies. Debt, like rhyme, is patriotic.
First-year law student, microfilm is not Michael Myers. Courage. Shit.
Dear Randal, stop self-censoring. No.
Dear Randal, start self-immolation. Yes.
I am the eggman, fifty points for yolking Zombie Johnny.
This is getting tiresome. No, not this.
I'm not telling. Okay, just this once.
BERSERKER
Hardee har har. Dunce.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Waiting for the other shoe to drop
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I don't want to get a Batcave only because you've vacated it and left bits of carbonated you all over the Harry Clarke books.
Half my entries read like livejournals.
cheer up, emo kid!
So stop arguing with yourself and get on with it already. Hey you can't talk to him like that! Who says?
Blogging is like fishing and this is beginning to smell like yesterdays' bait.
thatgirl, 1)if there's anything in the blood, it's not carbonation, but asbestos and 2)I don't have enough frizz for an emo sweep.
demeur, you shut up! No, you shut up! Why don't you, both shut up!
This'll make tasty chum.
So the swallows have returned to Clevelandistrano, and they want their damned books?
Who could have predicted this?
~
Will Paul Banks follow the paths of Ian Curtis and Jim Morrison in life, or only in his singing?
Hurry on down to Hardee's, where the burgers are charco-broiled!
The yolk's on you:
http://youtu.be/NZ2X2_ts5Kw
I'll take the 50 points!
if, my favorite anecdote is from a coworker whose former prof, from Indiastan, once spoke of how he used the same textbook both here & there, & it cost about 14 billion dollars more in the Us of A. Extra incentive to tell college to fuck off.
karl of the österreich, could you really see Banks working third shift at a burger joint with Morrison as his manager?
jim, oh, you'll pay, don't think you won't pay!
Time to just get a couple of cases of beer and just get fall down and shit face drunk.
Hey chum I have answers that need questions and the other half isn't here right now. What will I do?
jim, ha
BB, had me some vino, but stopped before I started eating my feet.
demeur, magic 8-ball, 9.99 at the dollar store.
I'm sorry, but Randal Graves is incapable of self-censoring.
Careful, there's a man peeking from behind that curtain.
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