Then there’s no hope. Teehee.
Oh man… heartless…
It’s mildly OK, Odi, I find some of them darkly funny.
I know, I’m just kidding around. :)
I think people misread the line between my being serious and my being overdramatic in a silly way sometimes here.
One of those things you have to get from tone of voice.
Now laughing at the idea we talked about way back of people recording their responses in voice, and Ruby said (I think it was Ruby) “What and listen to everyone yelling at one another?” LOL
You better find my input brilliant.
Geez lighten up ODI!!
Putting in… oh never mind. LOL
i have a beautiful voice, just letting you know
@bijoux: I think my friend will totally appreciate beheaded poodles. That was a brilliant suggestion.
YOU lighten up, Tommy! I’m as light as light can be!!
Yes. I haven’t been able to eat clam chowder since I first saw that film. I hope I can pass on the joy to this girl.
Tommy was mean to me today :(
What?!? I’m never mean. I love everyone. Until they poop on stuff…
tommy, how could you
Oh, wait, I was mean to you for subjecting you to my movie equations!!
It’s ok Alexandra. I pooped on the end of The Innkeepers, so I kind of was asking for it.
You can poop on it all you want. Just mind the rug.
Ah, the 2000s, when every teenager was into some shitty music…

janine no!!!
i always had really good taste in music
Hehehe…
It seems like teenagers have always liked some pretty shitty music. Although nowadays teens tastes are a bit more… sophisticated I guess. Like 15 year olds in sheboygan who listen to amon duul, morton feldman, and the fall. I liked some pretty goofy shit when I was 15
I have great taste in music.
To hell with you guys.
But yeah, I listened to some goofy shit when I was fifteen too.
i have some very young friends on lastfm who listen to stuff like al bowlly and annette hanshaw. it’s interesting. it’s A LOT easier to find all kinds of different stuff now of course
well yeah, by the time i was 21 i thought i had great taste too =)
Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”
Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
God say, “No.” Abe say, “What ?”
God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done ?”
God says. “Out on Highway 61”.
happy 71st b-day mr zimmerman
odilonvert
Well, not really. You could die of fright. ;)