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barch97 BBTB The barch gots lots a dick Theoretically, if I were to smack you in the face with my penis, it would leave a bruise in the shape of a mushroom. I kind of enjoy my anonymity on the board WOW Forum Ambassador	posted on 03-30-2002 @ 10:37 PM
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jul. 00	I don't know why, maybe it's the beer but, barch is feeling particularly romantic this evening... 4.41 AM (Sexual Revolution) Roger Waters Hey...girl Take out the dagger And let's have a stab at the sexual revolution Hey girl Let freedom for all be our rallying call Tomorrow lets make...our new resolution Yeah, but tonight lie still While I plunder your sweet grave And remember Only the poor can be saved Hey girl As I've always said I prefer your lips red Not what the good Lord made But what he intended Hey girl Don't point the finger at me I am only a rat in a maze like you And only the dead go free So...please hold my hand As we blunder through the maze And remember Nothing can grow without rain (Thunder) Don't point Don't point your finger at me I awoke in a fever The bedclothes were all soaked in sweat She said "You've been having a nightmare And it's not over yet" Then she picked up the doggy in the window (The one with the waggly tail) And she put him to bed between two bits of bread Long Live the "Syndication Underground" The more things change... The more they stay the same.
SLASH Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans)	posted on 03-30-2002 @ 10:48 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	Perfect Blue Buildings Counting Crows Just down the street from your hotel, baby I stay at home with my disease And ain't this position familiar, darling Well, all monkeys do what they see Help me stay awake, I'm falling... Down on Virginia and La Loma Where I got friends who'll care for me You got an attitude of everything I ever wanted I got an attitude of need Help me stay awake, I'm falling... Asleep in perfect blue buildings Beside the green apple sea Gonna get me a little oblivion Try to keep myself away from me It's 4:30 A.M. on a Tuesday It doesn't get much worse than this In beds in little rooms in buildings in the middle of these lives which are completely meaningless Help me stay awake, I'm falling... Asleep in perfect blue buildings Beside the green apple sea Gonna get me a little oblivion Try to keep myself away from myself and me I got bones beneath my skin, and mister... There's a skeleton in every man's house Beneath the dust and love and sweat that hangs on everybody There's a dead man trying to get out Please help me stay awake, I'm falling... Asleep in perfect blue buildings Beside the green apple sea Gonna get me a little oblivion baby Try to keep myself away from me AIM: SmarterChild Write To Me Here I think it all started with the Declaration of Independence -- the idea that we had the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. That pursuit is what took America from the revolution to the computer age in 200 years. But the progress has come at a price. The obvious being the people that were exploited to make it possible; the not so obvious being us, the first group of people that were given no obvious frontiers to conquer. We hear stories that about the good old days that don't seem to apply anymore. It's a generation gap that leaves us without role models. But the bright side is that without role models, there are no roles. Maybe that's what the 60s were all about -- getting rid of the roles. But what do we replace them with? Without any guidance, what do we replace them with? Without any guidance, the choices become overwhelming. Sometimes it just makes everything feel hopeless. So we destroy our bodies in the search of an ideal. Try to salvage relationships that don't work. We feel we must do something, instead of doing something that we feel. It is the prison of self-imposed momentum, and the sad part is that we get used to it. It reminds me of a song I heard the other day. It's called "The Going Nowhere Fast." But the people I have met here have shown me another side of Nowhere. They've pointed out the beautiful irony that stagnation makes it easy to stop and smell the roses, if we just let it. What would we be if we had nothing to rebel against? Well we could finally be ourselves, the first group of people who stopped looking for the answers long enough to appreciate the questions. And all we have to do is to make our own Declaration of Independence. We can embrace the right to life and liberty by simply realizing that happiness exists -- not to pursue, but to accept. After that the only challenge would be to make sure with the rest of our lives that we weren't just another fad. I don't know, it's an idea. What do you think?
BIV G.O.O.F.B.A.H.G.S. Xenophobe Defense Brigade totally lacks teh funney Brine shrimp is more interesting than I am. The only thing that will get rid of my shitty status is another board wipe or a series of blowjobs. I am one uninformed hound.	posted on 03-30-2002 @ 10:51 PM
Psychopath Registered: Mar. 02	Hey girl, come play with my junk. Hey girl, come eat my spunk. Hey girl, get your ass back in bed. Hey girl, when i'm done with you I'm going to poison you with Drano and laugh while you die. Then I'm going to chop you up into Alpo sized bits and shove the pieces into garbage bags... ...and keep you in the shed I think I got a little carried away in the moment. :cool: -------------- I don't hear you unlesss you knock! BIV
barch97 BBTB The barch gots lots a dick Theoretically, if I were to smack you in the face with my penis, it would leave a bruise in the shape of a mushroom. I kind of enjoy my anonymity on the board WOW Forum Ambassador	posted on 03-30-2002 @ 11:06 PM
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jul. 00	Ok, I was thinking more along the lines of the "plunder your sweet grave" part but, if you wanna play that game... Someone Saved My Life Tonight Elton John & Bernie Taupin When I think of those East End lights, muggy nights The curtains drawn in the little room downstairs Prima Donna lord you really should have been there Sitting like a princess perched in her electric chair And it's one more beer and I don't hear you anymore We've all gone crazy lately My friends out there rolling round the basement floor And someone saved my life tonight sugar bear You almost had your hooks in me didn't you dear You nearly had me roped and tied Altar-bound, hypnotized Sweet freedom whispered in my ear You're a butterfly And butterflies are free to fly Fly away, high away, bye bye I never realised the passing hours of evening showers A slip noose hanging in my darkest dreams I'm strangled by your haunted social scene Just a pawn out-played by a dominating queen It's four o'clock in the morning Damn it listen to me good I'm sleeping with myself tonight Saved in time, thank God my music's still alive And I would have walked head on into the deep end of the river Clinging to your stocks and bonds Paying your H.P. demands forever They're coming in the morning with a truck to take me home Someone saved my life tonight, someone saved my life tonight Someone saved my life tonight, someone saved my life tonight Someone saved my life tonight So save your strength and run the field you play alone Long Live the "Syndication Underground" The more things change... The more they stay the same.
SLASH Pompous, Arrogant, Enigmatic, Bitter, Quirky, Misanthrope with a Weird Sense of Humor and an Iron Clad Memory while flooding the board with my Stream of Consciousness UFC STRIKE 3 (I'm a dick and I like to ruin people's plans)	posted on 03-30-2002 @ 11:20 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Aug. 00	Beautiful Fool August 24th, 1991 You're calling for me from the bedroom window I'm working on the lawn Underneath the northeastern sky Hollow and gray You said, "Everythings different now." I said, "Oh really, I don't think nothing's changed." Telephone rings It's the middle of the night "You're awfully quiet babe are you still alive?" And every star Looks down and grieves You turn and you open up wide And then you retreat Pale blue sky Colder than hell If you're looking for me to make you feel Well I'm looking for that myself And a strong foundation That no heartache could shift The grace of God and for all this frustration to finally lift My beautiful fool My beautiful fool Didn't you know I'm a fool too AIM: SmarterChild Write To Me Here I think it all started with the Declaration of Independence -- the idea that we had the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. That pursuit is what took America from the revolution to the computer age in 200 years. But the progress has come at a price. The obvious being the people that were exploited to make it possible; the not so obvious being us, the first group of people that were given no obvious frontiers to conquer. We hear stories that about the good old days that don't seem to apply anymore. It's a generation gap that leaves us without role models. But the bright side is that without role models, there are no roles. Maybe that's what the 60s were all about -- getting rid of the roles. But what do we replace them with? Without any guidance, what do we replace them with? Without any guidance, the choices become overwhelming. Sometimes it just makes everything feel hopeless. So we destroy our bodies in the search of an ideal. Try to salvage relationships that don't work. We feel we must do something, instead of doing something that we feel. It is the prison of self-imposed momentum, and the sad part is that we get used to it. It reminds me of a song I heard the other day. It's called "The Going Nowhere Fast." But the people I have met here have shown me another side of Nowhere. They've pointed out the beautiful irony that stagnation makes it easy to stop and smell the roses, if we just let it. What would we be if we had nothing to rebel against? Well we could finally be ourselves, the first group of people who stopped looking for the answers long enough to appreciate the questions. And all we have to do is to make our own Declaration of Independence. We can embrace the right to life and liberty by simply realizing that happiness exists -- not to pursue, but to accept. After that the only challenge would be to make sure with the rest of our lives that we weren't just another fad. I don't know, it's an idea. What do you think?
Faceman ...And now the battle between us and them has begun. JYD-4-LIFE.	posted on 03-30-2002 @ 11:53 PM
O&A Board Veteran Registered: May. 00	3 am she says it's cold outside and she hands me my raincoat she's always worried about things like that she says it's all gonna end and it might as well be my fault and she only sleeps when it's raining and she screams and her voice is straining (CHORUS) she says baby it's 3 am I must be lonely when she says baby well I can't help but be scared of it all sometimes says the rain's gonna wash away, i believe it she's got a little bit of something, God it's better than nothing and in her color portrait world, she believes that she's got it all she swears the moon don't hang quite as high as it used to and she only sleeps when it's raining and she screams and her voice is straining (CHORUS) she believes that life is made up of all that you're used to and the clock on the wall has been stuck at three for days, and days she thinks that happiness is a mat that sits on her doorway but outside it stopped raining (CHORUS) Sometimes we can choose the path we follow. Sometimes our choices are made for us. And sometimes we have no choice at all.
barch97 BBTB The barch gots lots a dick Theoretically, if I were to smack you in the face with my penis, it would leave a bruise in the shape of a mushroom. I kind of enjoy my anonymity on the board WOW Forum Ambassador	posted on 03-31-2002 @ 7:06 PM
O&A Board Veteran Registered: Jul. 00	Now it's just getting silly... Does Anybody Really Know What Time It Is? Chicago As I was walking down the street one day A man came up to me and asked me what the time was that was on my watch, yeah And I said Does anybody really know what time it is Does anybody really care If so I can't imagine why We've all got time enough to cry And I was walking down the street one day A pretty lady looked at me and said her diamond watch had stopped cold dead And I said Does anybody really know what time it is Does anybody really care If so I can't imagine why We've all got time enough to cry And I was walking down the street one day Being pushed and shoved by people trying to beat the clock, oh, no I just don't know I don't know And I said, yes I said Background: People runnin' everywhere Don't know where to go Don't know where I am Can't see past the next step Don't have time to think past the last mile Have no time to look around Just run around, run around and think why Does anybody really know what time it is Does anybody really care If so I can't imagine why We've all got time enough to die Long Live the "Syndication Underground" The more things change... The more they stay the same.

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