Oh, you know you want to. No double posting!
1.
2. (oh looooord.) ;D
3 (numerology anyone?)
4. ( i donno what is this game but ) (hey Un4 i won a prize like a year ago and you said u'll post it...where is it?? )
5. (why does this game scare me already?)
6. I said I'd mail it... must have gotten lost.
7. Dark Chocolate is like heaven.
8. (Why do they call them buildings when they're already built?)
9. Why don't apple-jacks taste like apples?
10. How can a forest fire get started from a match when I can't get anything going in my grill with kerosene and hand grenades?
11. What does it all mean?
12. "it all" means everything, or the entire portion of something
13. what if you were referencing nothing? an entire portion of nothing isn't something ]:D is the lack of an entire something nothing or is it something unto itself? And thus, 0 was born.
14. Koth's post made my already achy head hurt even more... :'( And so I have this to say. MUFFINS!!1!1!one!!!
15. Actually 0 was born 28 February 1915.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zero_Mostel
;D
16. head go BOOM.
17. "My hero, zero. / Such a funny little hero, / But till you came along, we counted on our fingers and toes..."
I am a schoolhouse rock kid ;D
18. I'm just a bill, sitting up on Capitol Hill...
Conjunction Junction, what's your function?
Elbow room, elbow room, gotta gotta get some elbow room!
gotta find those mp3s now...
19. Rita Moreno and Morgan Freeman on the Electric Company...that's how old I am! And the Schoolhouse Rock commercials were playing way back then, too...
20
"It's a beautiful day in this neighborhood"
21. Posting in a legendary thread.
22. Deuces Wild!
23. This is reply #22.
24. Only cuz the system doesn't recognize the OP as a 'reply' :P
25. Perfect square, baby.
26. Spam, deliciously delightful!
27. Mmmm, zesty!
28. I'm a Veeeeeeva-Ve*hic*ta-Vegi*hic*men girl! ::)
29. Two days from today, tomorrow will be yesterday...
30. Let... every good fellow now join in a song!
31. In the end..
32. I've got a lov-el-y bunch of co-co-nuts (deedly deedly) there they are a'standing in a row (bum bum-de-dum)...
33 Aloha baby ! ;D
34. Lady's choice, everybody dance!
35. Let the wookee win.
36. Whatever happened to Rick Moranis?
37.Rain, pouring, wind, silent, pouring, drizzle, silent----thats the wheather for t'day!
38. The sky lit up as a flash of white hot energy arced between the worlds of air and earth. The air itself burned from the intensity and yet the earth seem unharmed, albiet a few plants were charred where the deadly bolt kissed it. An instant of intense light followed by intense darkness and silence. Almost as an afterthought, the sky announced it's wonder with a thunderboom that shook your bones for several moments. Silence reigns again as the invisible dance between worlds moves on.
39. It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents - except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.
40. Within that darkness there stood a man of questionable integrity and morals; he was not a criminal, but nor was he a saint. Clad in a trenchcoat and fedora, the brief flare of a flame shielded against the rain by his hand signaled the lighting of a cigarette. Taking a long drag, he sighed gratefully as an elder woman strode into the pool of flickering light cast by the struggling gas lamps above the street. "Well met, Essy. You've finally decided to join me, have you?"
41. Cogito ergo sum.
I wrote a paragraph of film noir, but it wouldn't post :-\
42. "I's gonna rain!"
43. All your base are belong to us.
Veng, you missed "Life, the Universe, and Everything" for 42. That's a FIFTY F'IN DKP MINUS!
44. =( It didnt come into mind at the time... If it means anything to get back the DKP, 42+2 is 44.___
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45. Is the amount of weeks it will take before I get a chance to solve that Maths problem!
I think I'll go eat some chocolate. :)
46. I'd try to sing that "When you're 64 song" by the Beatles backward, but I don't know the lyrics well enough. =( Hmmm, maybe the Love CD has it...
EDIT: also...
QuoteI wrote a paragraph of film noir, but it wouldn't post
Wall of text crits you for 20389472934629347234. You die. =P
47. Odd is spelled Spam backwards.
48. ...now from years many hair my losing older get I When
49. Ah, but see... I was going to do it this way:
,won morf sraey ynam riah ym gnisol redlo teg I nehW
?eniw fo elttob ,gniteerg yadhtrib ,enitnelav a em gnidnes eb llits uoy lliW
!ti ekoms dna epip ruoy ni taht kcitS
=P
50. ^ :-X
51. "And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, "O Lord, bless this Thy hand grenade that with it Thou mayest blow Thine enemies to tiny bits, in Thy mercy." And the Lord did grin and the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths and carp and anchovies and orangutans and breakfast cereals, and fruit bats and large chu..."
"Skip a bit, Brother."
"... And the Lord spake, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin, then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it."
52. Threl, I think I love you....
53. http://13gb.com/media/images/legendarythread.jpg
54. Goldfish, BAKED SNACK CRACKERS, ZOMG! in Colors!!!!
55. Sincerely, Mr. ROYGBIV
56. Sommmmme-wheeeereeee ooooover the raiiiin-bowwww, wayyyyy up highhhhhhh... I'll spare you the rest =P
57 = 19*3
http://blog.geekgirls.de/mela/uploads/Titelbilder/ritalin-o.jpg
58 = PIE!
...is that some sort of comment about my singing, un4? Hmmmmmmm?
59 - Happiness is a warm puppy.
Someday I want to be the kind of person my dog thinks I am.
Dogs teach us all of the important things in life like turning around three times before laying down for sleep.
60. Happiness is a warm gun.
I need a fix/'cause I'm going down...
61.
ABSCOND,
v.i. To "move in a mysterious way," commonly with the property of another.
-Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary
Quote from: fiere redfern on July 20, 2007, 05:02:33 PM
52. Threl, I think I love you....
Well now, Fi...doesn't everyone? (no comments from the peanut gallery are necessary);) ;D
62. Eight hours after buying the book at the store, I finished the last Harry Potter book. (And there was much rejoicing. Yaaay. *waves flags halfheartedly*)
63. 8 only? pfft...
64. We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band...
My gf picked up her copy at midnight, was home at 12:30, and finished it before I woke up.
65. Woot.
66. 139 hours worked in 14 days makes Threl a tired Dwarf. :P
67. Please do not tell me what happened - I haven't been able to even pick up the book yet.
Work wouldn't let me leave - can you believe that?? *sigh* The things I put up with.
Stop working so hard Threlin and get thy tired self to bed. ;)
68. Hes trying, his nose is unbelievably red...
69. ]:D
70.
MEEKNESS,
n. Uncommon patience in planning a revenge that is worth while.
-Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary
Quote from: Jandris on July 22, 2007, 06:08:01 AM
Stop working so hard Threlin and get thy tired self to bed. ;)
Finished the last long day/night, so now I'm back to working my normal 40 starting tomorrow. Thanks for the advice, Jan! ;)
71. Prime number, whee!
QuoteMy gf picked up her copy at midnight, was home at 12:30, and finished it before I woke up.
There were interruptions in my reading! Dinner, my boyfriend called, letting me know about the wonderful time he's having in the Outer Banks.... *grumbles*
72
I've never read a Harry Potter book or seen a movie.
73. Thats cause your holy.
74. Get crazy with the Cheese Wiz
Love the Devil's Dictionary.
75. Best number ever ... yeah!
76. "Seventy-six trom-bones in the big parade / With a hundred and ten cornets close at hand / They were followed by rows and rows of the finest virtuosos; / the cream of every famous band."
77. "Once upon a time, in a far-off kingdom, there lived a young maiden, a sad young lad, and a childless Baker and his wife..."
78. O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention,
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!
Then should the warlike Harry, like himself,
Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels,
Leash'd in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire
Crouch for employment.
79. Come, drink the mystic wine of Night,
Brimming with silence and the stars;
While earth, bathed in this holy light,
Is seen without its scars.
80. ثمانين ,תמנאין achtzig, ochenta, восемьдесят, Ã¥tti, eighty, LXXX, ๘๐, osiemdziesiąt...
okay, I'm done now.
81. Hey un4, i actually know that one...how long has it been since ive visited that site?.. :-X
82. The year long ago ('82) when old Threl actually graduated from High School. I loved High School...it was the best 8 years of my life. ;D
(yes, that's a joke... ;) )
83. Where would we be if .....
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
84. Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.
Love Frost.
Quote from: un4given_one on July 23, 2007, 07:50:51 PM
Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.
85. Ia! Ia! Fhtagn!
Love Lovecraft ^_^
86. Great references, folks. I'm a Poe man, myself. ;D
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep - while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
87. (five, six, seven, eight)
What-to-to-do to die today at a minute or two 'till two [clap clap]
A thing distinctly hard to say yet harder still to do [clap clap]
For the beat a tattoo at twenty 'till two
With the rat-a-tatt-tatt-a-tatt-tum
And the dragon will come when he hears the drum
At a minute or two 'till two today at a minute or two 'till two
88. (I have no idea what's going on here)
Everybody loves me but me ooh ooh ooh ooh eee
feel so big but then I'm small
wrote the writing on the wall
and I'm just looking out for me
everybody needs me but me ooh ooh ooh ooh eee
I got the big old fashioned head
I can't believe what It just said
and it's just looking out for me
but when my heart was good I knew I had it coming
my love was long and sick and tired of running
and i'd get hot just thinking about my dreams
feeling hazy like tired and lazy like
anybody can
feel the need to know where I need to go
there's gotta be a plan
now I'm older too and all I wanna do
all I need to know
does it got to be so slow
someone to say hey you're o.k. see
89. I am, that is.
90. Nobody loves me, everybody hates me, think I'll go eat worms...
Big ones, small ones, long fat juicy ones, see how they wiggle and squirm!
91. And come tell me Sean O'Farrell tell me why you hurry so
Husha buachaill hush and listen and his cheeks were all a glow
I bare orders from the captain get you ready quick and soon
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon
And come tell me Sean O'Farrell where the gath'rin is to be
At the old spot by the river quite well known to you and me
One more word for signal token whistle out the marchin' tune
With your pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
With your pike upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon
Posted in honor of my son, Gavin. This was the first song ever to reach his ears upon his entry into this world ten years ago today...sang to him by his father as he was carried from the delivery room to the nursery. :)
92. Ladies and gentlemen, take my advice:
Pull down your pants and slide on the ice.
93. As you slide down the banister of life, may the splinters never face the wrong way.
94.
May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again,
may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
..one of my favorite Irish blessings - sang it a cappella at my high school principal's funeral
95. Here's to the Scottish,
Who kept the faith...
And anything else the could lay their hands on.
Here's to the Welsh,
Who prayed upon their knees...
And their neighbors.
Here's to the Irish,
Who never knew what they wanted...
But were always willing to fight for it anyway.
And here's to the English,
Who proclaimed themselves a self made nation...
Thus relieving the Almighty of a grave responsibility.
Threl (who has some Scottish, Welsh and more than just a little Irish ancestry) ;D
96.
Ye lovers all both great and small
Who dwell in Ireland
Oh I pray you pay attention
hilst I my pen command
It was my father's anger
That drove my love away
But I still have hopes
We'll meet again in North Americay
My love he was fair and handsome
And to him I gave my heart
Ah but little was our notion
That we would ever part
It was in my father's garden
That this flower it did decay
But I still have hopes twill bloom again
In North Americay
Now I did not want for money
Kind fortune on me shone
So out of my father's castle
I took 300 pounds
It was in the town of Belfast
My passage I did pay
And then set sail across the sea
To far Americay
Now the captain's wife was kind to me
As you may understand
And she kept me in her cabin
Until we reached dry land
It was in the town of Quebec
We landed on the cay
But I knew not where to seek my love
In all Americay
Now I being sick and sore and tired
Well I went into an inn
And it was there I found my William
The lad I loved within
He took me gently by the hand
And to me he did say
Oh I never thought I'd see your face
In North Americay
Now I hear this couple has got wed
As you may understand
And I hear they live quite happily
In a town they call St. Johns
And the money that she took from home
Well in gold she paid it down
And they think no more of Ireland
Nor Enniskillen town.
Care of the Chieftains' North Americay
..apparently my ancestors stopped fighting long enough to create my lineage - Irish, English, German, and Scottish. (There's also a smidge of Native American if my Great-Great Uncle wasn't lying - but he was known to be a storyteller and none of us in the family have been able to find any sort of documentation on it)
97.
No, they've got no time for glory in the Infantry.
No, they've got no use for praises loudly sung,
But in every soldier's heart in all the Infantry
Shines the name, shines the name of Rodger Young.
Shines the name--Rodger Young!
Fought and died for the men he marched among.
To the everlasting glory of the Infantry
Lives the story of Private Rodger Young.
Caught in ambush lay a company of riflemen--
Just grenades against machine guns in the gloom--
Caught in ambush till this one of twenty riflemen
Volunteered, volunteered to meet his doom.
Volunteered, Rodger Young!
Fought and died for the men he marched among.
In the everlasting annals of the Infantry
Glows the last deed of Private Rodger Young.
It was he who drew the fire of the enemy
That a company of men might live to fight;
And before the deadly fire of the enemy
Stood the man, stood the man we hail tonight.
On the island of New Georgia in the Solomons,
Stands a simple wooden cross alone to tell
That beneath the silent coral of the Solomons,
Sleeps a man, sleeps a man remembered well.
Sleeps a man, Rodger Young,
Fought and died for the men he marched among.
In the everlasting spirit of the Infantry
Breathes the spirit of Private Rodger Young.
No, they've got no time for glory in the Infantry,
No, they've got no use for praises loudly sung,
But in every soldier's heart in all the Infantry
Shines the name, shines the name of Rodger Young.
Shines the name--Rodger Young!
Fought and died for the men he marched among.
To the everlasting glory of the Infantry
Lives the story of Private Rodger Young.
98.
Medal of Honor Citation: On 31 July 1943, the infantry company of which Pvt. Young was a member, was ordered to make a limited withdrawal from the battle line in order to adjust the battalion's position for the night. At this time, Pvt. Young's platoon was engaged with the enemy in a dense jungle where observation was very limited. The platoon suddenly was pinned down by intense fire from a Japanese machine gun concealed on higher ground only 75 yards away. The initial burst wounded Pvt. Young. As the platoon started to obey the order to withdraw, Pvt. Young called out that he could see the enemy emplacement, whereupon he started creeping toward it. Another burst from the machine gun wounded him the second time. Despite the wounds, he continued his heroic advance, attracting enemy fire and answering with rifle fire. When he was close enough to his objective, he began throwing hand grenades, and while doing so was hit again and killed. Pvt. Young's bold action in closing with this Japanese pillbox and thus diverting its fire, permitted his platoon to disengage itself, without loss, and was responsible for several enemy casualties.
/salute.
99. Love the song North Americay, Fi...great choice! And a well deserved salute from me to Pvt. Roger Young.
The minstrel boy to the war is gone,
In the ranks of death you'll find him;
His father's sword he hath girded on,
And his wild harp slung behind him;
"Land of Song!" cried the warrior bard,
"Tho' all the world betrays thee,
One sword, at least, thy right shall guard,
One faithful harp shall praise thee!"
The Minstrel fell! But the foeman's chain
Could not bring that proud soul under;
The harp he lov'd ne'er spoke again,
For he tore its chords asunder;
And said "No chains shall sully thee,
Thou soul of love and brav'ry!
Thy songs were made for the pure and free
They shall never sound in slavery!
100.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
Ahh, the Jabberwock. Well played, un4 =)
101. Dalmations!
102. Always look on the bright side of life... *whistles*
So i've taken to going to Wikipedia.com for the numbers.
103. The number of known species of crows
Rodger Young also had the Night Infiltration Course named after him. It's at THE US Army Infantry School in Ft. Benning, GA. "Move like lightning, sound like thunder, eat bullets, and shit steel."
10-4 (har har). Roger, Roger. What's your vector, Victor? ... Do we have clearance, Clarence?
105. Bloooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood.
106. It takes a big man to cry. But it takes a bigger man to laugh at him.
107. CONTAINS: CARBONATED WATER, CARAMEL COLOR, NATURAL AND ARTIFICIAL FLAVORS, PHOSPHORIC ACID, ASPARTAME, POTASSIUM BENZOATE (PRESERVES FRESHNESS), POTASSIUM CITRATE, CAFFEINE, ACESULFAME POTASSIUM, VANILLA EXTRACT, CITRIC ACID, CALCIUM DISODIUM EDTA (TO PROTECT FLAVOR).
108.
Explanation Life as God created it.
On the first day, God created the dog and said: "Sit all day by the door of your house
and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. For this, I will give you a life span of twenty
years" The dog said: "That's a long time to be barking. How about only ten
years and I'll give you back the other ten?" So God agreed.
On the second day, God created the monkey and said: "Entertain people, do
tricks, and make them laugh. For this, I 'll give you a twenty-year life span.
" The monkey said: "Monkey tricks for twenty years? That's a pretty long time to perform.
How about I give you back ten like the dog did?" And God agreed.
On the third day, God created the cow and said: "You must go into the field
with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves and give
milk to support the farmer's family For this, I will give you a life span
of sixty Years." The cow said: "That's kind of a tough life you want me to
live for sixty years. How about twenty and I'll give back the other forty?" And God agreed again.
On the fourth day, God created man and said: "Eat, sleep, play, marry and
enjoy your life. For this, I'll give you twenty years." But man said: "Only
twenty years ? Could you possibly give me my twenty, the forty the cow gave
back, the ten the monkey gave back, and the ten the dog gave back; that
makes eighty, okay?" "Okay," said God, "You asked for it."
So that is why for our first twenty years we eat, sleep, play and enjoy
ourselves. For the next forty years we slave in the sun to support our
family. For the next ten years we do monkey tricks to entertain the
grandchildren. And for the last ten years we sit on the front porch and
bark at everyone.
Life has now been explained to you
109. Moooo! :)
110. (because the theatre codes list would be VERY Not Appropriate for young'uns on the forum) ]:D
The Top 10 Things Engineering School didn't teach
10. There are at least 10 types of capacitors.
9. Theory tells you how a circuit works, not why it does not work.
8. Not everything works according to the specs in the databook.
7. Anything practical you learn will be obsolete before you use it, except the complex math, which you will never use.
6. Always try to fix the hardware with software.
5. Engineering is like having an 8 a.m. class and a late afternoon lab every day for the rest of your life.
4. Overtime pay? What overtime pay?
3. Managers, not engineers, rule the world.
2. If you like junk food, caffeine and all-nighters, go into software.
1. Dilbert is a documentary.
111. Tin sanitary rat in a snit.
112. "Queen Gedrin! Where are you!?! You slaughtered my parents like cattle! My brother! MY SISTER!" "FOOLS! What were their lives compared to this! (takes off a mask to reveal a scar.)" "You're mad!"
113. He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad.
114. All that is gold does not glitter.
Not all those that wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be the blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
115. Life is like a box of chocolates... ya never know whatcher gonna get.
116. To succeed in the world it is not enough to be stupid, you must also be well-mannered.
117. An armed society is a polite society.
118. Old age and treachery shall overcome youth and enthusiasm.
119. It is better to be hated for what you are, than to be loved for what you are not.
120. A man that understands a woman...is one.
;D
121. Women - can't live with them, can't live without them.
(Shoot Erasmus, not me!)
122. I am a mother pheasant plucker. (Not being an actor, I forget the rest, but enunciation is key here people!)
EDIT: Wikipedia ftw!
I am a mother pheasant plucker.
I pluck mother pheasants.
I am the most pleasant mother pheasant plucker
who ever plucked a mother pheasant.
I am not the pheasant plucker, I'm the pheasant plucker's son.
I'm only plucking pheasants 'til the pheasant plucker comes.
123. Fiere scares me :P
124. /bow I do try ^_^
125. There once was a man from Nantucket...er...nevermind.
126. No matter how bad things are they can always get worse.
You guys all scare me - good thing I have the drugs on my side ]:D
127. “I grew up in a very large family in a very small house. I never slept alone until after I was married.†- Lewis Grizzard (my hero, may he RIP!)
*Note to self: no such thing as an accidental needle stick with Jan* ;D
128. When running from a predator, one need not be the fastest runner in the pack, nay. One only need be faster than the slowest of his fellows.
Vicodin and Morphine, Threl. And that's all I have to say about THAT subject. ]:D
129. Semper ubi sub ubi.
Don't mix alcohol and Vicodin...
+20 points for using my favorite vocal exercise, Fiere. :P
130. That's always wear clean under where ]:D
and I take my alcohol straight up ;D
131. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! (Un dilly dilly, un-dullah die)
Heh, yeah.. the Drexel Players have a slightly different syntax to it, but I forget exactly what phrases they use. That one and "She slit the sheets" are my favorites - it's also funny to watch us techs try and wrap our tongues around the twisters since we only join in pre-show festivities before each performance, while the actors have been doing them since rehearsals started =)
132.
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
In the jungle, the quiet jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
Near the village, the peaceful village
The lion sleeps tonight
Near the village, the quiet village
The lion sleeps tonight
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
Hush my darling, don't fear my darling
The lion sleeps tonight
Hush my darling, don't fear my darling
The lion sleeps tonight
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh A weema-weh
A-weema-weh A-weema weh A-weema-weh A-weema-weh....
133.
Little town, it's a quiet village.
Everyday, like the one before.
Little town, full of little people.
Waking up to say....
Bonjour, bonjour, bonjour bonjour bonjour!
There goes the baker with his tray like always
The same old bread and rolls to sell
Every morning just the same
Since the morning that we came
To this poor provincial town...
"Good morning Belle!"
...and that was all from memory. Gawd, I love that movie...
134. This morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got there, I'll never know.
135. I got a gun for my ex-wife...it was good trade!
136. Time flies like an arrow, fruit flies like a banana.
137. I got a dog for my husband - also an excellent trade. ;D
Your southern roots are showing Threlin. :D
138. A divorce in the South is a lot like a tornado...any way you look at it, someone's losing a trailer!
Quote from: Jandris on July 31, 2007, 09:56:53 AM
Your southern roots are showing Threlin. :D
LOL Jan. ;)
To quote a famous sailor, "I yam what I yam!" ;D
139. Tee, Eye, Double-guh, err!
140. Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?
Well gee Brain, we're already naked and we're all out of peanut butter. Gnoff!
141. I could while away the hours
Conferrin' with the flowers
Consultin' with the rain
And my head, I'd be scratchin'
While my thoughts were busy hatchin'
If I only had a brain.
142. The meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything ... times 10!
Either that or...
Crazy? I was crazy once. They put me in a room! A rubber room. With rats. Rubber rats. Rats? I hate rats! They drive me crazy! Crazy? I was crazy once.... *bounces*
EDIT: I obviously can't multiply, either. /sigh...
143. The meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything ... times 3.40! :P
http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/panda.php
144. Pefect square, ahoy!
145. When asked how long he'd be in the hospital for his heart surgery (24AUG04), Rodney Dangerfield replied:
If all goes well, about a week. If not, about an hour-and-a-half. ;D
I miss ya, Rodney!
146. Yogi Berra ftw! (yeah, I'm a Yankees fan =P)
- "I knew I was going to take the wrong train, so I left early."
- "Baseball is 90% mental -- the other half is physical."
- "Slump? I ain't in no slump. I just ain't hitting."
- "It gets late early out there." -- Referring to the bad sun conditions in left field at the stadium.
- "Do you mean now?" -- When asked for the time.
- "I'd say he's done more than that." -- When asked if first baseman Don Mattingly had exceeded expectations for the current season. (Donny Baseball!)
- "You should always go to other people's funerals; otherwise, they won't come to yours."
- "I didn't really say everything I said."
147. If you get in the express line in the grocery store with exactly 15 items, throw them on the conveyor belt, then pick up a pack of gum from the impulse rack, have you broken the rules by purchasing 16 items, or are you safe by originally entering the line with 15?
148. What makes Teflon stick to the pan?
And Emma I believe that is indeed a violation of the Express Lane Control Act of 1998...
Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work.
150. What if the Hokey Pokie IS what it's all about?
151. Ronrico
Jan - great qoute!
Tassie - LMAO!
152. Jeremiah was a bull-frog! (da-nanana)
Was a good friend of mine! (da-nanana)
Never understood a single word he said,
But we always had a mighty fine time,
Yeah, we always had some mighty fine wine...
Joy, to the world..
All the boys and girls..
Joy to the fishes in the deep blue sea, yeah,
Joy to you and me!
:D
153. Then out spake brave Horatius,
The Captain of the Gate:
"To every man upon this earth
Death cometh soon or late.
And how can man die better
Than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers,
And the temples of his gods,
I have just closed my eyes again
Climbed aboard the dream weaver train
Driver take away my worries of today
And leave tomorrow behind
155. Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold.
The dwarves of yore made mighty spells,
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.
For ancient king and elvish lord
There many a gleaming golden hoard
They shaped and wrought, and light they caught
To hide in gems on hilt of sword.
On silver necklaces they strung
The flowering stars, on crowns they hung
The dragon-fire, in twisted wire
They meshed the light of moon and sun.
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To claim our long-forgotten gold.
Goblets they carved there for themselves
And harps of gold; where no man dwelves
There lay they long, and many a song
Was sung unheard by men or elves.
The pines were roaring on the height,
The winds were moaning in the night.
The fire was red, its flaming spread;
The trees like torches blazed with light.
The bells were ringing in the dale
And men looked up with faces pale;
Then dragon's ire more fierce than fire
Laid low their towers and houses frail.
The mountain smoked beneath the moon;
The dwarves, they heard the tramp of doom.
They fled their hall to dying fall.
Beneath his feet, beneath the moon.
Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away, ere break of day,
To win our harps and gold from him.
"But I helped him drink his wine" ;)
156. D'oh!
The greater portion of lyrics I quote are directly from memory, so if they're off, it's from mis-hearing =P
Hmm... and considering I do it so often, maybe that should be my signature disclaimer >.<
157. The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from its dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.
-- Randall Jarrell
(Gary Wright for the win, Jan! ;D)
158. .Too hot to hooT.
Too pooped to pop
sorry couldn't help myself
160. Too old to rock n' roll, too young to die...
161. Live fast, die young ... "Jimmy Dean (Jaaaames Dean)"
...I forget the name of that song =( I fail. :(
Heaven doesn't want me & Hell is afraid I will take over ]:D
Quote from: Jandris on August 20, 2007, 01:31:13 PM
Heaven doesn't want me & Hell is afraid I will take over ]:D
163. Lol nice one Jandris ]:D
164. Texas 30, Baltimore 3. Final.
165.
A long, long time ago...
I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And, maybe, they’d be happy for a while.
But february made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep;
I couldn’t take one more step.
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride,
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died.
So bye-bye, miss american pie.
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Did you write the book of love,
And do you have faith in God above,
If the Bible tells you so?
Do you believe in rock ’n roll,
Can music save your mortal soul,
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you’re in love with him
`cause I saw you dancin’ in the gym.
You both kicked off your shoes.
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues.
I was a lonely teenage broncin’ buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck,
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died.
I started singin’,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Now for ten years we’ve been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin’ stone,
But that’s not how it used to be.
When the jester sang for the king and queen,
In a coat he borrowed from james dean
And a voice that came from you and me,
Oh, and while the king was looking down,
The jester stole his thorny crown.
The courtroom was adjourned;
No verdict was returned.
And while lennon read a book of marx,
The quartet practiced in the park,
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died.
We were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Helter skelter in a summer swelter.
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,
Eight miles high and falling fast.
It landed foul on the grass.
The players tried for a forward pass,
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While the sergeants played a marching tune.
We all got up to dance,
Oh, but we never got the chance!
`cause the players tried to take the field;
The marching band refused to yield.
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?
We started singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
Oh, and there we were all in one place,
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again.
So come on: jack be nimble, jack be quick!
Jack flash sat on a candlestick
Cause fire is the devil’s only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in hell
Could break that satan’s spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
And singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away.
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play.
And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed.
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken.
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died.
And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
And them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die.
"this’ll be the day that I die."
They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin’ whiskey and rye
Singin’, "this’ll be the day that I die."
...wall o'text crits you for 3298472938479234. You die.
166.
I fell in love once;
I won't do it again.
I fell in love once;
I won't do it again.
I hear that men who fall in love lose their sleep.
Thanks for rezzing this :P
167. How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
^_^ of course =P
168. People often ask me how they can leave the planet, so I have prepared some brief notes.
How to Leave the Planet
1. Phone NASA. Their phone number is (713) 483-3111. Explain that it's very important that you get away as soon as possible.
2. If they do not cooperate, phone any firend you may have in the White House -(202) 456-1414 - to have a word on your behalf with the guys at NASA.
3. If you don't have any friends in the White House, phone the Kremlin (ask the overseas operatore for 0107-095-295-9051). They don't seem to have any friends there either (at least, none to speak of), but they do seem to have a little influence, so you may as well try.
4. If that also fails, phone the Pope for guidance. His telephone number is 011-39-6-6982, and I gather his switchboard is infallible.
5. If all these attempts fail, flag down a passing flying saucer and explain that it's vitally important you get away before your phone bill arrives.
Douglas Adams
Los Angeles 1983 and
London 1985/1986
169. Why does that seem like Hitch Hikers Guide to the Galaxy?...
170. Vi Veri Veniversum Vivus Vici.
Because he wrote it.
171. The obvious conclusion to a defensive campaign...is surrender. - Napoleon
(and for you youngin's...that's not Dynamite ;D )
172. You killed Ted, you medieval dickweed!
173. Retreat? Nah we're advancing in a new direction!
174. Mmm, zesty!
175. Less filling, tastes good!
Please speak slowly and use small words ::)
177. Lots of people say that if you're too nice, others will walk all over you. To them I reply "Porcupines don't go around looking to stab people with their quills, but go step on one and see how it feels. Just because somebody is being nice right now doesn't mean they won't fuck you over later if it's in their best interest."
178. Haven't posted in this thread for awhile :P.
179. Hakuna Matata!
180. Many people mistake being a Southern Gentleman as a sign of weakness. The true definition of a Southern Gentleman is that we will hold the door open for you, and call you Sir, while we're taking you outside to whup your arse... ;D
181. I made an outstanding assassin out of her.
She made an outstanding target out of me.
Quote from: Threlin on August 31, 2007, 12:03:54 PM
180. Many people mistake being a Southern Gentleman as a sign of weakness. The true definition of a Southern Gentleman is that we will hold the door open for you, and call you Sir, while we're taking you outside to whup your arse... ;D
182. Rofl, I'd pay to see something like that on Youtube :P.
183. I made a fire in the hills
The wind came and blew it out
Where there was fire
Ashes always remain
Quote from: fiere redfern on August 31, 2007, 11:30:39 AM
179. Hakuna Matata!
check out my signature Fi! :)
184. WORLD hold on!...whistles! ( keeps playing in my mind )!
edit: oh and LOL at 180! ;D
^_^ Veddy nice, tol
185. Hanhepi iyuho mi ihanbla ohinni yelo
O sunkmanitutankapi hena,
sunkawakanpi watogha hena,
oblaye t'ankapi oihankesni hena
T'at'epi kin asni kiyasni he
akatanhanpi iwankal
Oblaye t'anka kin
osicesni mitakuyepi òn
Makoce kin wakan
WakanTanka kin òn
Miwicala ohinni - Hanhepi iyuha
kici - Anpetu iyuha kici halo
Mi yececa hehaka kin yelo, na
ni yececa sunkmanitutankapi
kin ka mikaga wowasaka isom
Uncipi tuweni nitaku keyas ta k'u
Unwakupi e'cela e wiconi
wanji unmakainapi ta halo
Anpetu waste e wan olowan
le talowan winyan ta yelo
Unwanagi pi lel e nita it'okab o'ta ye
Untapi it'okab o'ta
Na e kte ena òn hanska ohakap
ni itansni a'u nita ihanke halo
Translation by John Two-Hawks
This poem is spoken by John Two-Hawks at the end of the live version of Creek Mary's Blood by Nightwish. MUCH much love for that band =)
186. Minus solum, quam cum solus esset.
187. Behind every successful man is a surprised woman.
;D
188. If you can't beat 'em, join 'em.
Not that there's any connection there ;)
189. I once told my ex-wife that husbands are like fine wine; they get better with age. The next day, she locked me in the cellar.
LOL Un4. ;)
190. "The only way to behave to a woman is to make love to her, if she is pretty, and to some one else, if she is plain."
-Algernon, The Importance of Being Earnest ;)
191. "One thing? I, like: about, Dear Miss Kinnian: (thats, the way? it goes; in a business, letter (if I ever go! into business?) is that, she: always gives me' a reason" when - I ask. She"s a gen'ius! I cou'd be smart like-her, Punctuation , is? fun!" PR 9, pg. 28 - Flowers for Algernon
Your quote reminded me of the book, un4 =) one of my all-time favorites
192.
Jack. I am sick to death of cleverness. Everybody is clever nowadays. You can’t go anywhere without meeting clever people. The thing has become an absolute public nuisance. I wish to goodness we had a few fools left.
Algernon. We have.
Jack. I should extremely like to meet them. What do they talk about?
Algernon. The fools? Oh! about the clever people, of course.
Jack. What fools!
193. ^^ lawl =)
ROS: ...Did you ever think of yourself as actually dead, lying in a box with a lid on it?
GUIL: No.
ROS: Nor do I, really.... It's silly to be depressed by it. I mean one thinks of it like being alive in a box, one keeps forgetting to take into account the fact that one is dead... which should make all the difference...shouldn't it? I mean, you'd never know you were in a box, would you? It would be just like being asleep in a box. Not that I'd like to sleep in a box, mind you, not without any air--you'd wake up dead, for a start, and then where would you be? Apart from inside a box. That's the bit I don't like, frankly. That's why I don't think of it...
The monologue continues, but that's my favorite bit =)
194. He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire.
195. /phoenix down
196. GOLDEN...
That was his word for it, that rare, perfect day that warms the soul with a golden glow of joy. There was peace in a golden day...
197. The battle was won! but he had lost.
198. Pie > Cheesecake. That is all.
199. Every fight is a food fight when you’re a cannibal.
200. Pancakes > Pie+Cheesecake. You were deceived!
201. Ay, macarena!
202. Brownies > Pancakes. I guess the joke's on you Dep :P.
P.S. What's with 2 warriors... ?
203. NEVAR!~Brownies must bow before the mighty presence of Pancakes!~
1 is just there, simply because its to fun to play on him everynow and then, even if it wasnt my character the whole time.....
204. You must have all your chars built from the ground up to post in this thread :P.
Therefore your statement about pancakes fails to deliver :P.
P.S Pie still owns all.
205. Lies! You are not worthy, off with yer head!
206. Y'all are crazy. EVERYONE knows that s'mores win all.
207. Country ham, biscuits & gravy and grits trump everything! Like it or not, it'll be breakfast every morning in Heaven! ;D
With a side order of hot Krispy Kreme donuts, of course...and some sweet tea. ;)
208. Pain is weakness leaving the body. Rub some dirt on it and walk it off.
209. I remember I was 9 years old riding my bike fell and hit my head on a flight of stairs. Had a hole in my head you could fit your thumb in lol.
I went upstairs crying and my dad just slaped a band aid on it and said you'll be fine.
Italian upbringing ftw.
210. Please hold. Your call is important to us. Please hold...
211. Old timers like me will remember the wonderful cure all for any cut called Methialade (sp?). Anytime you got a cut or scrape, parents of our times would lather it down in this wonderful disenfectant that strode the fine line between battery acid and napalm. ;D
Mecurchrome (sp?) came later...same functionality without the pain....or the screams of agony...
212.
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main(-86,0,a+1)+a)):1,t<_?main(t+1,_,a):3,main(-94,-27+t,a)&&t==2?_<13?
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:t<-50?_==*a?putchar(31[a]):main(-65,_,a+1):main((*a=='/')+t,_,a+1)
:0<t?main(2,2,"%s"):*a=='/'||main(0,main(-61,*a,
"!ek;dc i@bK'(q)-[w]*%n+r3#l,{}:\nuwloca-O;m .vpbks,fxntdCeghiry"),a+1);}
...on the first day of christmas, my true love gave to meeeee! ]:D
Yeah, I'm sitting in my Java class, waiting for my professor to finish going over this stupid five-minute quiz that we took.. umm... an hour ago. Le sigh...
213. He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire.
Trespassers will be eaten (sign on my son's bedroom door) :o
Tsk Tsk - shame on you Un4 you repeated yourself.
214. "I can win an argument on any topic, against any opponent. People know this, and steer clear of me at parties. Often, as a sign of their great respect, they don't even invite me." -Dave Barry
Quote from: Jandris on October 04, 2007, 05:10:01 PM
Tsk Tsk - shame on you Un4 you repeated yourself.
I caught that too, Jan. He must be running out of things to say. ;D
215. Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words? He thinks I don't know the ten-dollar words. I know them all right. But there are older and simpler and better words, and those are the ones I use.
-----
Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to be hurt like hell before you can write seriously. But when you get the damned hurt, use itâ€"don't cheat with it.
216. I go, and it is done; the bell invites me.
Hear it not, Duncan, for it is a knell
That summons thee to heaven or to hell.
217.
It's many miles to Buffalo
Oh, dat low bridge!
Balky mule, she travels slow
Oh, dat low bridge!
Dar's gravel on de tow-path
Dar's hornets in de sand,
Oh pity poor canalers,
Dat's far away from land -
Den, look out, dat low bridge!
(Look out, dat low bridge!)
Look out, dat low bridge!
De captain, cook, and all de crew,
Oh, duck your head way down,
The fastest boat in all de fleet,
Two sisters come to town.
Yay for old American folk tunes!
218. Sleep, except in the company of others, is a waste of time.
.219 .nwonknU
220. "...Or so it seemed....
My eyes were closing and I may have dreamed."
221. And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well've been closed
-Procol Harum, A Whiter Shade of Pale
222. If evil were a lesser breed than justice, after all these years
The righteous would have freed the world of sin.
223
Was none who would be foremost
To lead such dire attack:
But those behind cried ‘Forward!’
And those before cried ‘Back!’
And backward now and forward
Wavers the deep array;
And on the tossing sea of steel,
To and fro the standards reel;
And the victorious trumpet-peal
Dies fitfully away.
"Horatius,"Thomas Babington Macaulay
224. "No reason to get excited,"
the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us
who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that,
and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now,
the hour is getting late."
GB, I've always loved that work! My favorite verse will always be:
Then out spoke brave Horatius, the Captain of the Gate:
"To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late;
And how can man die better than facing fearful odds,
For the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his Gods,
225.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.
226. If music be the food of love, play on,
Give me excess of it; that surfeiting,
The appetite may sicken, and so die.
227. A thousand summer nights are passing away
I'll wait for you, Baby, all night and all day
A million stars above, they're lovely to see
Without you, my Darling, they're wasted on me
They're my agony.
Oh, 12th Night... loved being in that show.
228. And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the mourning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.
A poetry thread? You guys are gettin' fancy. Ok, I'll add my 2 cents. Here's some macabre, Halloweenish verse:
In a nightmare without cease;
One dreams of poison to bring him peace. :Vampire:
____________________________________________________
The hungry wolf sinks its teeth into its prey without possibly knowing that it itself is the destroyed as well as the destroyer. :Werewolf:
_____________________________________________________
If you stare too long into the abyss, the abyss stares back. ]:D
230.
Roses are Red
Violets are Blue
If you were a hordie
I'd be corpse camping you!
231. Sometimes i get tired of the waiting
Sometimes i get tired of being in here
Is this the way it has always been?
Could it ever have been different?
232. We left Constantinople in a thousand ninety-nine
To restore the one True Cross was in this heart of mine
To bring it to Jerusalem and then sail home to Rhodes
We took that holy ride ourselves to know
We took that holy ride ourselves to know
Everyone got famous, everyone got rich
Everyone went off the rails and ended in the ditch
But we had to take that long, hard road to see where it would go
We took that holy ride ourselves to know
We took that holy ride ourselves to know
Now if you make a pilgrimage I hope you find your grail
Be loyal to the ones you leave with even if you fail
Be chivalrous to strangers you meet along the road
As you take that holy ride yourselves to know
You take that holy ride yourselves to know
-Warren Zevon, Ourselves to Know
233
Prime numbers are divisible
by no one but themselves
and the one with one is one
Eleven, truth will tell
234. Operation Cwal
235. (Murlocs R EVIL!)
236. I put the "sexy" in "dyslexic."
237. Yeah? Well I put the "fun" in "dysfunctional!" ;D
238. All through the day... I me mine.
239 resurrections during a night of 5v5.
BUMP!
240. *bounce* *bounce*
241... 1/3 of the cost of a round trip to Philly, sheesh.
C-C-C-C-COMBO BREAKER!
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242.
UN Security Council Resolution 242 called for lasting peace in the Middle East following the Six Day War.
243. "Theirs was a New York love, a checkered taxi ride burning rubber, and like the city... their passion was open 24/7, steam rising from their bodies like slick streets exhaling warm, moist, white breath through manhole covers stamped 'forged by DeLancy Bros, Tiscataway, N.J.'".....grand prize winner San Jose State University 26th annual Bulwer-Lytton fiction contest.....for best opening sentence :o
Two hundred and forty four.
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http://www.exit245.com/main.html
Ophelia
Zerg 246
24/7
hoo, doggy.
248, 16, 32, 64,..., 2^n, 2^(n+1),....
Two hundred and forty-nine.
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Oh, that's good.
CCLI
two-five-two
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253. "It is a truth universally acknowledged that a zombie in the possession of brains must be in want of more brains."
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81.21xPi
257 ways Fie got us off one and Zy's post was actually 2^8.
UN4 I had 255 so yours is actually 256
Post # 259.
this thread is off somewhere if this is reply 260 its actually post 261
262. Pfft, learn to go back a few pages - it was threl who threw us off!
well why would i scroll through 8billion posts to find one person that threw us off. 263
264: Boredom.
265: hate stupid 2 hour layovers between class's
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269
"I am Arthur, king of the Britain's."
"King of the who?"
"The Britain's"
"Who are the Britain's"
"We are, we are all Britain's, and I am your king"
270
Well, I didn't vote for you.
271
"You don't vote for kings."
"Well how'd you become king then?"
"The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. THAT is why I am your king."
"Listen, strange women lyin' in ponds distributin' swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony."
272 http://www.xkcd.com/16/ (http://www.xkcd.com/16/)
Way to still be off on the post count :(
272.
273
NECRO'd!
274. The number of student loan officers I'd like to throttle. >:(
276. Correcting the Post Count. "Reply Count" does not include your very first post, Un4. :laugh:
If two goose are geese, why aren't two moose meese?
277
finally Koth! I said the same thing and then i ganged up on and made to feel not worthy
:leglamp:
278
I'm having trouble with the radar, sir!
What's wrong with it?!
I've lost the bleeps, I lost the sweeps, and I lost the creeps.
279
...I knew it, I'm surrounded by assholes. KEEP FIRING ASSHOLES.
280 lords a-leaping...
Mmmm.