Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
You kids these days and your rhinoceros potatoes.
Back in MY day, drugs turned us into more respectable creatures. Like yaks.
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I had taken on the role of the mythic detective: Bogart as Marlowe, or as Sam Spade going after the Maltese Falcon. To unravel all the mysteries, following a path of clues to that final revelation, even if it would take me down to the cold, cavernous depths of a grave.
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The trick in my situation was that there was no trick, no matter what the movies tell you. No rules, no secret mantra, no road map. It wasn't about how smart or how good you were. It was chaos and luck, and anyone who thought different was a fool. All you could do was to hang on madly, as long and hard as you could.
Irene: Zardoz is a trippy 1970s films starring Sean Connery. One the lines is about the penis being evil and the gun being good because humans are evil blahblahblah
Uhhh...sorta..maybe. Things happen that affect each other. And there's supposed to be symbolism. For example the name "Zardoz" comes from Wizard of Oz."
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But they say the earth's rotation is slowing down...
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constricting
*head explodes*
I hope not.
Well...I guess that's a plot...kinda