Excuse me, could you tell me how to get to Wall Street?
Excuse me, could you tell me how to get to Wall Street?
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Hehe, sweet pic. It sure is pretty terrifying.
Ha, another recycled picture. I can’t wait until this recession is over and we can afford some new ones…
No! Reduce, reuse, recycle! Go green!
Environmentally conscious, best advice possible FTW!
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you may be misunderstanding the essence of the humor of this site. it’s not so much the pictures as the freshness/cleverness/loopiness of the captions. after all, most of these pictures are gleaned from elsewhere; the value of this site resides in what’s added here, not in the pics themselves.
make sense now?
*discreet cough to catch attention*
Ema was adding humour to the comments page.
Also, she is a regular, she understands.
Explanation win, AC!
Thanks AC!
What repression?
What regression?
What recursion?
What excursion?
What extrusion?
What protrusion?
what prostitution?
what regurgitation?
What regulation?
what promulgation?
What proliferation?
What pontification?
What alliteration?
What subjudgation?
What subrogation?
What castigation?
What desecration?
What flagellation?
What damnation?
What?
What dalmation?
What assimilation?
what asymetery?
What dysentery?
What parity?
What charity?
What clarity?
What weapons of mass destruction?
Sorry Evah, I think you lost the plot..
Somewhere up there with the sand…
And the preachiness….
What Disparity
what vulgarity?
I dunno. I think it needs to be said from time to time. Good explanation of the site’s purpose, sueb262.
This is stupid. You FAIL. Death to you.
Wow that’s a little harsh.
Yep, definitely rather harsh. Maybe your comment posted in the wrong
place or you have serious anger management issues.
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Um, forget the “or”, because you clearly have issues that require immediate attention from an experienced psychiatrist. Preferably one dressed in protective combat gear.
Is it PC to commen on your own comments? I have no idea. Either way, thank you. I’ve never had anyone tell me to die before. It’s a proud day for me.
We’ll protect you, Eric!
And we’re proud of you — but doesn’t God already know where the devil lives?
I thought he went down to Georgia…
No that was just Putin.
Hmm, Putin even needs a soul. You fsckin rock ema!
Yes he does! He’s gettin’ hungry again. ;o)
he told you to die? that’s how you heard what he said? maybe you really should take the advice to talk to someone professional…
Eric’s responding to cretarta, at the top of these nested comments/replys, not to suncloud, who was also responding to cretarta. Confused yet?
You obviously don’t read, otherwise you would have caught the intent. Since Eric-in-STL was the creator of the LOL, it’s only obvious who the comment was meant for. You must be new here as this is the second trolling reply you have made on just one LOL! Nice track record.
Eh, the nesting can be a little confusing sometimes. Maybe it really is just a noob with a big mouth. Or a troll. I dunno.
This is smart. You WIN. Long life to you. <–Troll statement neutralized.
*hands rho the troll stick*
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This should work better, don’t ya think?
*hops around, doing some sort of weird geek dance*
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Oh goodygoodygoodygoodygoody!!!
Nobody’s ever let me touch the troll stick, let alone…
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*power-mad world domination thoughts enter rho’s noggin*
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Ahem. Thank you, Eds. I’m going on paTROLL now…
bwa-ha-ha-HA!!!
*sniffle* meanie eddie tookses my troll stick and giveses it to rho. They tookses our precioussssssssss…….
Hrmph. Well maybe if someone wasn’t a man stealing greedy miss so and so she wouldn’t get things taken away from her, would she?
*sniffles* What if I give a fireman back?
He has to be cute, and you have to give one to ema too. Then we’ll let you Mortal Kombat Rho for the stick.
*contemplates firemen* Ok, you and you. Go with Jane. *sniffles* Bye!!!! *grabs Alan Rickman and runs away*
Hey stop right there!! There’s still a little matter of the
sheriff pants. Hand’em over Rickman.
I’m sorry froo, you must also agree to shared custody of Alan.
Can I have Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays? With alternating Sundays?
I believe that works for me. *shakes hands with froo* I will expect Al first thing tomorrow in good working condition.
All I can vouch for is his working condition. Wear and tear are not included in the warranty, nor is excessive tiredness.
*gives Jane troll stick so she can get a better fireman*
*and a cute one for ema, too*
Now isn’t sharing nicer?
Awww, one for me too? A cute one too? Yay! I don’t want
a troll stick though, I like to let them run free.
I claim no knowledge of anyone stealing, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
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*quickly widdles up another troll stick and gives it to froo*
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*takes stick, tackle-hugs eddie* Thank you!!!! *goes to find rho to hunt trolls together*
Uh, Eds, I gave my troll stick to Jane. If it’s not too much trouble, could you widdle me up a club with a spike in it? I REALLY don’t like TROLLS!!!
*widdles up a HUGE troll stick with a railroad spike*
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How’s that?
Now we ALL have troll sticks. Think of the havoc we can wreak. *grins maniacally*
Oh the humanity!
Please don’t kill them all, we need some for the entertainment
value! Go easy on them is all I’m saying, cause when there
all gone you may turn on the rest of us!! Yikes!!
Ok, I’m scared of the stick with the railroad spike…
*idly spins 70″ of gleaming black brass-bound troll staff*
(yes, I actually have this staff propped in a corner of my parlor)
Slan, does a Beeg Troll Steek work on idiots, or do you need a different steek?
Oh, my, Slan, what a long steek you have…
It’s all in the wrist action and where you grip the stick. (NO, DWN, get your mind OUT of the gutter!)
See, people who are just being stupid but have a chance to wise up, you choke up on it like this. Faster swing but less power, like a dope slap. For dyed in the wool trolls, you grip lower on the stick and swing for the fences.
*shows Slan beeg spiked steek*
*demonstrates golf swing*
…and this swing for trolls who need to land on the other side of the fences?
That’ll work, but if you look up too soon you’ll slice. ;^D
O_o…
Wow, I have become a cliche…
*gives DWN a big hug*
Not cliche–sex god!
Woot hug! I do think you are giving me too much credit though.
So, ya wanna be bumped back down to demi-god?
*smirks* I’ll let you decide hun. I don’t usually get called god until afterward. ; )
I just believe everything I read, and fill in the rest with my imagination. ;o)
*Finds a pine cone*
*Sets up to drive*
*Swings*
*Looks up too fast*
*Slices*
(Wow! Slan is right about everything.)
Excellent…
*gives DWN free deluxe website subscription, including back room password*
YOWZA!!! Me likey teh beeg steek!
*mwah*
OK, now you’re just TRYING to lure my mind into the gutter.
Worked, too.
Like a fish to water…
And you hate it sooooo much, too. :^P
Well, I *am* a Pisces…
And I’m an Aquarius. Role reversal FTW!
LMAO!! No wonder you make me feel all bubbley! *blushes*
…and speaking of fish, have I mentioned what sensual experience eating really good tuna sashimi reminds me of… ;^9
Hot and bothered over here! *breaks out into a sweat*
Have I mentioned that the thought of kissing a guy with a VanDyke beard makes me question my long-held heterosexual leanings?
Well sorry about that! Love me, love my beard! :^P}
NP, darlin’. It’s just nice that I can take care of my new-found stirrings all in the same place! (Okay, that made me blush…)
Eh, trolls are entertaining sometimes. And easy to toy with. Like a cat playing with a mouse before killing it.
Trolls are like mosquitoes, though: they breed faster than we can kill them, at least doing it retail. I say kill ‘em all!
Seems a bit violent to me. Plus I kind of like the diversity of
opinion on this site and wouldn’t want to see that change in
any way even if it makes me uncomfortable sometimes. Yes,
even so called trolls have something to say.
But the trolls are the ones who aren’t really after a discussion on a relevant topic. They just cause a lot of spam that make the really interesting stuff all that much harder to find.
/
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I say starve ‘em to death!
@ema: Look, Darling, it’s like this: Sure, trolls are children of nature, and it’s sad that we have destroyed much of their habitat with civilization. Now they take shelter under our bridges and overpasses; eat our berries, pets and unattended children; and belch/fart enough to account for at least 10% of whatever is wrong with the ozone layer. I know you remember childhood stories of relatively harmless trolls. Well, these ain’t those! Not satisfied with aforementioned berries, pets and children, these terrors have now invaded our interwebz, threatening our very sanity!
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*leans on spiked club*
Some of us can handle what it takes to beat those little bastiches. The rest should seek shelter, to prevent getting hit by a chunk of vile troll innerds.
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@Danbala: Starving them doesn’t work. They reproduce too rapidly, and they’re noisy to their last fetid gasp. If you like, you can join our troll posse. Are you up to it? [You get a weapon!]
Hmm. Tempting as that offer of a weapon is, I have a preferred kill method of choice. It’s slow, but Oh. So. Satisfying.
.
Goes something like this: I give them a shovel, they dig a VARY deep hole, they jump in it, and then thank me for giving them the opportunity to do this.
Wow–You’re psychotic! PUH-LEEEEZE join us! We need your diabolical mind, and we can chip in and get you a better shovel. Would that work as your weapon? *crosses fingers*
Oooh…is it too late for me to join up? I heard about your sticks. They’re big. : )
Yes, the weaponry is sweet. Are you sure you have the guts to splatter troll guts? If so, you’re in!
Hmm, okay. Yes. Sometimes they are uncooperative, and then the shovel must be in good shape. Sharp edges help.
Goodygoodygoody and huzzah!
We’ll get you a sweet stainless steel shovel with teeth, even!
*contributes to collection jar*
Ooohoooh… With teeth? Now I feel all tingly inside! (And a bit amateurish for not having figured that out on my own earlier.)
That’s okay, Dan–You haven’t spent the last six years trying to dig in clay soil around pecan tree roots. You’re coming out way ahead on this one!
Nah, most of the time it’s too easy to be amusing. More like a kitten eating a half-dead fly.
*prod*
*prod*
*chomp*
This is definitely nicer. Thanks!
*hugs*
This is a TROLL stick. Take THAT!
*squish*
…and THAT!
*crunch*
…and THAT!
*slourch*
*wince*
Backhand could use some work, babe.
Yeah–I’m gonna have to do more shoulder work at the gym. That troll should not have taken three swings…
You need to put your body into it and always follow through. Ignore the torso shots and aim at incapacitation. A wrist or knee perhaps. Like this:
*crack*
I’m a fan of the head generally. With a weapon, swing for the head, without, go for a neck shot. Dangly bits are a good option too, but maybe a little mean for some folks.
As tempting as it is to go for the mouth, I try to avoid the head and neck. It knocks them out too easily, then you can’t be sure they’re suffering properly. I like getting their little trolly typing hands first…
Never start with the head, the victim gets all fuzzy. He can’t feel the next–
*WHAM*
…see?
My instructor always taught me to go for the kill. He was all for preventing rape and trolling.
Okay, but can you relate to the joy of troll torture?
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*encourages jules to move to the side a smidgeon*
My instructor always taught me to go for the kill. He was all for preventing rape and trolling.
dup comment fail
I’m sorry, Slan, but the PK double-posters got to Jules. Can you show me again?
Sure, we’ll just tee up the double-post gremlin as a demo… (linky)
Thank you for the instructional video. You are so very hawt in that black outfit!!
*drools*
Lessee now…
*grabs Gremlin by ears with tongs*
*twirls Gremlin, twisting ears into spirals*
*flings spinning Gremlin into the air*
*kicks Gremlin into tree with Pine-Sol soaked boot*
*stands back, assessing*
10/10 for style, dear. Is it still conscious?
20 points if it’s dead before it hits the ground.
I think I just knocked the wind out of it.
Either that, or the Pine-Sol didn’t work on your boot.
If it’s a double-post gremlin,
don’t you have to kill it
…twice???
Depends, if you can put a hard swing to the ass, you kill two birds with one whack (this will get the head as well).
I dunno, Eds… Sounds tricky.
What if you split it in half? Wouldn’t that cause quadruple posts?
Based on this:
Lessee now…
*grabs Gremlin by ears with tongs*
*twirls Gremlin, twisting ears into spirals*
*flings spinning Gremlin into the air*
*kicks Gremlin into tree with Pine-Sol soaked boot*
*stands back, assessing*
I’d say you have a good shot at getting it with one swat.
Oh, yes! Well, all of that only made him dizzy, with just a few contusions. *points* Look at him over there, leering at us! We need a better plan.
Maybe we can blast him over to Failblog, which is either over there—> or
<—there, depending on which way you turn your desk. (I think the same is true in Australia.)
Can you widdle anything to help? A cannon, perhaps?
*whittles (sorry about the misspelling previously) a massive trebuchet, perfect for launching trolls!*
Oh, goody!
*walks around massive trebuchet*
Oooh–excellent custom flame paint job!
Oh no you di-int–Are those alluminum wheels?
*grabs champagne bottle*
I hereby Christen thee
“TROLLinator XLT Deluxe 1200!”
*SMASH*
YAY!! Eds, you are the best widdler* in the world!
*hugs Eds this far |—| from suffocation*
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*(Sorry, you’re stuck with it.)
LOL!
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It is a bit touchy though, I suggest flinging at least two at a time for the weight.
*checks wind velocity and direction*
*follows Eds’s instructions for set-up*
*grabs tongs; repeats gremlin spin-twirl-toss*
*kicks Gremlin into trebuchet bucket with Pine-Sol soaked boot*
There, Eds–Would you like to do the honors?
*remembers Eds’s instructions*
*throws sandbags into the bucket on top of gremlin for extra weight*
*Pulls the handle*
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Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Eds, I think next time we ought to have binoculars. I can’t tell whether he landed in Failblog or Canada.
Actually I think he ended up in Engrish!
I can’t tell whether he landed in Failblog or Canada.
How would you tell?
Wow–Tough question! They look a lot alike, and I don’t remember that the boundary dispute was ever resolved. Canadians don’t get into a lot of their own wars…
You don’t suppose that… that…
Express Letter via airmail came in – Canada is sending the troll back. They claim they already have too many in the form of French Canadians.
It’s that slice I warned you about! If you’d kept your head down, it would have landed in Quebec.
Hey, Eds is the one you should clobber over that one. He’s the one who launched the trebuchet. Perhaps I screwed up the bearings, but, at the end of the day, HE made the thing, and HE launched it. I’m totally passing the buck on this one.
Soft parts with the hand, hard parts with the utensil.
Ewww! You think I’m going to touch any of its nasty little soft troll parts? Besides, what if it were to take a nip at me while I was thumping its ears?
Ears are too firmly attached to the skull, they count as a hard part. Utensil.
Whew!! You had be worried there for a minute.
*shows Slan basket containing heavy duty stapler, button hook, tea strainer, tree saw, nut cracker and barbecue utensil set*
Wow. And you thought I was the boy scout……
That was just my inner cougar talking. Do you still have that uniform, btw?
I’d have to cobble something together from military surplus; Ive gotten taller since then.
Oh, of course you’re taller–What was I thinking? Military surplus shopping doesn’t sound like too much fun. How about this? (link)
Not quite what I thought you had in mind, but hey, if it turns you on…… ;^)
GAH!! *shakes fist at PK*
They keep eating my posts. I didn’t use filthy words, but I guess those admins can read minds!
And we certainly use filthy minds!
Because a filthy mind is a terrible thing to waste.
I guess PK dint like my linky. I haz a sad! : (
Yes, now that you put it that way, it makes me have a think…
The only part of the BSA uniform vital to my kink is the rolled up neck scarf with the little three hole Eagle Scout slide. In lieu of that, if you have any of that special Mormon underwear… Nah! PK would eat that, too.
Rolled bandanas are easy, darlin’. But as for Mormon underwear, so sorry, I don’t wear any……
That’s funny, neither do I…
Mmm, I noticed when you moved the desk. ;^9
…and we’re still talking???
Wait…Are we still talking about the same thing???
Have you tried the electric troll prod? It’s much easier.
*ZAAAP!*
Oh, my–That’s delicious! *suddenly aware of unfamiliar stirrings*
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*snaps back*
I’m worried that froo is going to be jealous of that prod. Are you willing to trade it for a fireman and a troll stick? Otherwise, don’t let her see you with that thing: She has been known to do terrible, wicked, arrful things…!
*”Froo’s Hateful Moment Highlight Reel” plays*
Oooh! A fireman? *considers*
(She seems to be taking a long time to think…)
(Wow…dissimilitude is one thoughtful, considerate person…)
Heh. Yeah, I wandered off for a while. Hmm. Is the offer still open as it looks as if DWN gave froo her own electric troll prod? Sounds like a nice one, too. A lot like mine. HEY! DWN, did you take my troll prod and give it to froo? Not cool….I may just have to sulk and pout now.
And I didn’t even get my fireman!
Yeah, I’m afraid it’s bad all over. You and I don’t get firemen, froo’s mad at me, and DWN stole my Christmas present idea for her. *sigh*
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The good news is you’re invited to enjoy our merry band of troll do-inners. There aren’t any dues, and, at some point, you have a chance to talk froo out of a fireman. She has TONS of them, but she only coughs one up occasionally. (That didn’t sound dirty, did it?)
Happy to join in the troll-bashing! I guess I’ll need to come up with something to bash with, though. Oh, can I kick ‘em? I got my boots on!
Your boots are good, except the troll guts might ruin that nice leather. Even if you get the squishy parts off, the smell would be unbearable. You could probably sweet-talk Eddie into widdling you something. He’s the best widdler ever, widdling like none I’ve seen widdle before. (Love that widdle word!) I’m sure you’ll think of something great!
*sings* nobody likes me, everybody hates me, i guess i’ll eat some worms…. *shuffles away kicking rocks sadly*
*gets Froofrou an electric troll prod that shoots shuriken and lightning as early Christmas present and kisses on cheek* I still think you rock, love.
*tackle-hugs DWN* Thank you!!!! *SMOOCH!* There’s some rockage coming from your direction as well, Love God
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I do what I can in my humble way.
I’m sorry froo, but you have to admit that stealing all of those firemen was…somewhat…not extremely…impolite.
Besides that, does anybody bother to ask if Rho wants a fireman? Noo-000-ooh!
You’re ok in my books too!
Aw, I likes you, Froofrou! Even if you do have my shiny, zappy, fun electric troll prod now. *looks sadly at her purloined troll prod*
*goes to get TrollTaser* Woo! Even zappier!
That’s not the Troll Trauma Tool 9000 with the 5x field scope and gel grips, is it?
Why, yes. That is correct! Trolls better look out for me. I decided you were right about not messing up my boots with troll guts, although given that they’re fairly awesomely stompy Steve Maddens with a leetle bit of platform and big old four inch heels, I could do some serious damage.
*admires boots* No doubt those are fine boots, but Scotch-Gard doesn’t offer a warranty on troll guts, so those might be better for the intimidation factor. Slan gave me these boots. They’re soaked in Pine-Sol, which adds to my whole “forest in springtime” je ne sais quoi.
*admires TTT9000* Wow–That is one fine piece of equipment. I’ve had one on back order for weeks, but it only has a 2.5x scope and foam grips…
Yummy gummy sour worms! Have some! :shares:
Don’t mind if I do! : D *starts reenacting past wars using gummy bears and sour gummy worms*
Thank you, Slan! *savors a worm* It’s delishush, and verhy schquirmy!
I…don’t suppose you have any chocolate? Hmmm?
I’ve been seduced by the
rhogummy side of the Force.awww! *blushes*
Did someone say chocolate???
*shares chocolate pecan pie with diss and slan*
Oooh, thanks! That’s just what I needed. I’m working the midnight to eight shift after working my normal 8:30 to 5….pie would be good. I do, however, have a big old Starbucks Mocha Doubleshot Energy Drink (and somebody’s WiFi signal, fortunately!) to keep me going.
I hope it’s better than the Java Monster drinks. That stuff sucks out loud.
I haven’t tried those. The Starbucks ones are pretty awesome; to me they just taste like sweet iced coffee (which is something I like) and they pack a good punch.
You’re most welcome, and sorry to hear about your double shift–YIKES!!
@slan: Don’t forget your piece. Everybody wants a piece of the pie, and it’s a big pie. Just a matter of spreading the pie …
Mmmmmmmmmmm, pie……
*dreams of having a blue B-52*
Is that like having a blue Teletubbie only not quite so inane?
LOL! Yes, and more satisfying!
Something tells me I’m gonna need those spurs again.
I believe this storm has already found its way
to Wall Street. Then again, this could be a brand new one
the pundits have been denying is on the way.
Yeah, and it’s a big old sh!t storm
I thought this was a tornado forming…so I thought it was going in to suck up all the crap and toss it around on the rest of us….
Practice. . . shady business practices.
On a side note: What a polite atmospheric anomaly!
I would have given him directions had he not simultaneously been ripping my neighbor’s house off it’s foundation /nodnod
Anyone else have the theme song to Seasame Street stuck in their head?
Or maybe even Sesame Street. Man, I know better than to type with long nails on a laptop.
I didn’t before but I do now. Thanks a lot, Jane *humph*
Yeah, no kidding! Now my co-workers think I’ve lost my mind..
Well, here’s an apropo song to get stuck in your head, then:
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“…with the thoughts you’d be thinkin’ you could be another Lincoln if you only had a brain!”
“My daddy son you’re gonna drive me to drinkin’ if you don’t stop drivin’ that hot rod Lincoln!”
ARGH!!! *brain melts*
WIN!!! I miss Jim Varney…
Don’t worry froo–I’ll get her back! Plug your ears, okay?
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@Jane: How does that Macarena tune go again?
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*snickers; motions all clear to froo*
Your Macarena can’t hurt me. Not when one has suffered Macarena TRIAL BY FIRE!!!! (Really, this was just my Spanish 4 teacher making us do the Macarena in High School)
I was going to ask you about that eye twitch thing…
Oh and YOU should talk Miss “Anyone have Cyndi Lauper’s Money Changes Everything stuck in their head?” I STILL have it stuck in my head, now I have this weird Money Changes Everything/Sesame Street/Macarena loop going on. You must all suffer as I suffer!
*Prepares to deploy the song equivalent of biological weapons.*
Keeeen LEEEEE! To liboo dee widouch yoo!
Thankyew, thankyew very much! I’ll see you guys at the trial in Nuremburg if the lynch mob doesn’t get me first.
*Flees.*
Five… Five dollar… Five dollar foot long!!
“This town aint big enough the both of us! I reckon we’ll hafta annex part o’ the County!”
This is the story. Of a lovely lady. Who was bringing up three very lovely girls!
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
‘Cause your friends don’t dance and if they don’t dance
Well they’re no friends of mine
The Force is strong in this one…
Momma’s got a squeeze box she wears on her chest, when daddy gets hom he never gets no rest!
Here is a little song I wrote
You might want to sing it note for note
Don’t worry be happy!
I’m always happy to see you rho.
But that was a low blow.
Why not try some “Desperado”?
I’ve found the drunken caterwauling of the Pogues can dislodge most any osng from my head.
We walked him to the station in the rain (da-da-ta-da)
We kissed him as we put him on the train (da-da-ta-da)
And we sang him a song of times long gone
Though we knew that we’d be seeing him again
I’m sad to say I must be on my way
So buy me beer and whiskey ’cause I’m going far away
I’d like to think of me returning when I can
To the greatest little boozer and to Sally MacLennane
Just remember, you’ve brought this down upon yourself.
We’re no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitments what I’m thinking of
You wouldn’t get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
slanagat WIN!
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slightly on topic but mostly off: did you see the rickroll of the macy’s parade!? i was laughing hysterically.
slanagat WIN!
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slightly on topic but mostly off: did you see the rickroll of the macy’s parade!? i was laughing hysterically.
No doubt, that was hilarious. The “Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends” float is passing by when all of a sudden the music skips, stops, Rick Astley emerges from the float and sings his song. I mean, a LIVE rickrolling by Rick himself, on national TV, how do you top that?
Missed that. I will have to look for video on the internet.
This is the song that never ends
It just goes on and on my friends
Some people started singin’ it not knowin’ what it was,
And they’ll continue singin’ it forever just because
This is the song that never ends
It just goes on and on my friends
Some people started singin’ it not knowin’ what it was,
And they’ll continue singin’ it forever just because
This is the song that never ends
It just goes on and on my friends
Some people started singin’ it not knowin’ what it was,
And they’ll continue singin’ it forever just because
This is the song that never ends…..
Alright, you’ve forced my hand.
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Were no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do i
A full commitments what Im thinking of
You wouldnt get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how Im feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
When a maa-aaan loves a woooman
Can’t keep his mind on nothin’ else
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Oh shit, I just earwormed myself with one of my most hated songs *implodes*
okay, you win this round. I tried to respond, earwormed myself, and then PK ate it anyway. So now I’m stuck with an earworm of a hated song and no funny to show for it.
*slinks away in a huff*
Apparently PK spit it back out.
Heh, PK didn’t like it either I guess.
For the SAFE WIN!!
Everyone look at your hands!
*looks at hands*
*watches, as one of them reaches up and tweak herb’s nose*
Everything’s under control.
As long as we abuse it, never gonna lose it.
I didn’t catch that it was a meteoroligical (that word does not look right) event at first – I thought the caption was supposed to be G-d speaking.
HA! “Get to?” More like most if not all the way to Wall street already…