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Boy Meets Boy and FLo$
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posted only for research purposes, for those of you were flamed and wondering what options you may have- not posted for comment
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Problem is, about a year ago, Paigow was kind to one of my socks when everyone else was mean. I have always felt kindly towards her for this, and at first didn't want to attack her. So, my first thought was something tying into the school thing that would let me keep my head up, while not really attacking her. Something like: "Listen Heather, you ain't flunking me noway. I'm not in your class (however defined). I'm the new guy who gave up trying to join. Maybe I just left shop class to pee, or I'm cutting class or expelled, but I'll still be on the playground, and you'll still have to call your friends for cover, and I won't be hurt. All I'm trying to do is bother you, so I don't care if you don't let me play." Then I thought, no, I don't feel like that was adequate. I asked myself, how do I really feel about Paigow? First thought was a line from Alkaline Trio's Crawl: Never had a drink that I didn't like, had a taste of you, Threw up all night...... So then I tried to get a response that conveyed that feeling. I know lots of people call Paigow skanky, but I don't see her that way. I think she is clean, or as clean as she can get given the rolls of fat. I had 2 psych classes in school (at an accredited University), so I'm pretty good at predicting what people are like based upon things like forums posts. I'm pretty sure Paigow is severely myopic, like -9.5 diopters. She has glasses that are 3/4 inch thick. She would like to try the lasik, but like much of what "she'd like to do", in the end, she is too afraid. If you ever meet her though, the immediate thing you'd notice is that she has a weight problem. That's why I had to laugh when one of the other posters said Paigow knows what runner's high is; Yeah, right. She weighs between 240 and 275 lbs., I'd estimate. So, anyway I was going to do something like: "Paigow, you great cow! You never played boxball or any other sports at school. Your Coke bottle glasses couldn't help with your pathetic, wild swings at the ball. Plus, just carrying your fat ass made you sweaty enough. And the only thing you ever did "quick" in grade school was to sneak into the boys bathroom to show little Johnny what you claimed to be the first tits in the 3rd grade, when really they were just fat; not secondary sex characteristics." So, I was going with that, then I thought, I don't want a war with her. It's almost like she doesn't have a job. She posts dozens of very long things every day. Most of the others with 1000 posts do real short thoughts; not Paigow, its always long. I can't get into a flame war with her, because ultimately I have to think of my law practice. So, in the end I posted something more circumspect. I hope this journal helps other in working through whether/when to get into forum flame wars. I've choosen the high road, and will not. |
Why I love QE
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Also, "Where did you get this horrendous couch?" "Seaman's [Department Store?]" "Aahhh. I have a semen couch too." |
Boy Meets Boy and FLo$
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Boy Meets Boy and FLo$
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The firedate person was careful to say "people I date" rather than "men I date." I think he's an actor. |
Boy Meets Boy and FLo$
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Now, as I have no way of proving that she posted her own pic, this is obviously not dispositive, but, it's more a "FWIW" sort of thing . . . |
Boy Meets Boy and FLo$
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Although I am enjoying the fallout, I think the concept of this show is evil. It's like having The Bachelor and have him get to the final three and then telling him "only two of the remaining women were born women" or "one of the remaining 'women' is really a drag queen." Not fair. |
Penelope Cruz Redux
Okay, everyone who freaked when I said Ms. Cruz has facial angle issues (looks good from some, but not from others), take a look at the pic of her in the orange dress and tell me I'm wrong --
http://www.eonline.com/Gossip/Fashio...42,650,00.html |
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But maybe I see coincidence even where it isn't intended (and miss it where it is? Oh, the mind fucking!). |
Things you have slurped.
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Things you have slurped.
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Useless Quote
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Really I just wanted to quote all of that, partly to bug E/O. So, it is self-evident that I have perspicacious perception when it comes to music. My problem is, despite the fact that I despise the Dandy Warhols for releasing cd after cd of consistantly poor toss-off tracks (much like Ween, but not as bad as FOW), the more I hear from the new release "Welcome to the Monkey House," the more I like it. What am I to do? Is this new release actually worthy of indy-pop recognition, or should I wait a few weeks for it to reveal itself as the acousticaly empty offal that I am sure it is? Edited to add that I consumed asparagus and large quantities of New Castle last night -- if that makes any difference. |
Yes, thurg, I am doing this to bug you
bc this is the most annoying post ever. endless song lyrics nobody is going to read followed by a gigantic picture of somebody I never heard of. Don't make me post that gigantic picture of that brillohead with the nosejob again11
[QUOTE]Originally posted by ThurgreedMarshall Untrue. Girls are still fly. Not in the following 1985 fly girl sense (since none of the listed criteria make you fly anymore, although I would argue they never did -- except the Kangol thing. Girls still look fly in Kangols): [Romeo JD] A fly girl is a girl who wants you to see Her name her game and her ability 2 gold teeth and cold cash money The guys are on her strap she tends to act funny She's got Gazelles and a b-bag too Fly girl, I wanna be with you You're not the prettiest thing girl, but that's okay Your painted-on jeans make you fresh anyway You wear much gold like it ain't no thing You've got a name chain and a name earring Your father is a doctor, a lawyer or a king (girl) Take me in your car, let's go for a swing One day you're gonna be at the top of the world And I'ma be on your back fly girl {gi-girl} [Chorus, {}=during above line] A fly girl a fly girl a fly girl a fly girl A fly girl a fly girl a fly girl a fly girl {A flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy girl} A fly girl a fly girl a fly girl a fly girl {A flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy girl}{girl-GIRL, girl-GIRL} [Boogie Knight] My name is Boogie Knight and yes I'm a Capricorn I like the fly girls who know that they're on To my experience the girls who please Are Geminis, Scorpio, and yes Pisces I'm not pregidous but I'll tell you right now I don't like the girl who eats the Puppy Chow I don't like the girl with mud in her toes and feet that smell like anything goes Dirty nails are what I hate most But the gold fingernails are high post I like pretty hair but I also know Girls look fly in Kangols I must say this if you like it or not I can't stand fluorescent socks But let me shut up and now bye bye world My name is Boogie Knight and I've got a fly girl girl-GIRL, girl-GIRL girl-GIRL, girl-GIRL girl-GIRL, girl-GIRL girl-GIRL, girl-GIRL A flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy girl A flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy girl [Boogie Knight] Fits the truth I'll tell no lies Yes men we dream and fantasize Of both sandy brown hair and light brown eyes A golden-brown tan, big juicy thighs Jeans so tight, you seem so right You're the most elusive thing I've seen all night Like a breeze on the scene you're just too cool Your skin real soft and silky smooth The voluptuous curves that sway when you walk You entice me girl just by the way you talk A fly girl a fly girl a fly girl a fly girl A fly girl a fly girl a fly girl a fly girl {A flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy [fades down]} A fly girl a fly girl a fly girl a fly girl {A flyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy [fades down]} [Romeo JD] Well I'm Rome JD and I have learned "Fly girl" is a name that you must earn Fly girls are girls who speak their mind Some sneaky some freaky some mean some kind Cold crush waves, fly Gherri curl Gold watch, gold ring, and a neck full of pearls Real slim waist, a made-up face Head turns, eyes burn when she comes in the place Perfume from France, put you in a trance Fly enough to mingle, too fly dance High-stakers, big money makers Some fly girls are cold heart breakers Bank accounts of unbelievable amounts Very picky 'bout how their name's pronounced Designer purse [Congrats, Velma], leather mini skirt Not a speck of dirt, can't help but flirt She'll make you choke like you inhale smoke She gave you a number, it was dial-a-joke You got a real nice voice, you'll be her choice Till another man comes in a fly Rolls-Royce The guys get jealous, how can you blame us? You live a lifestyle of the rich and famous To play your roll guys lose control Picturin' you as a center fold From the Rome JD, cest-la-vie Each and every one a y'all too much for me Could it be your style or the way you smile That puts you on the top of the pile? Queen of the Nile, o sweet child Fly girl you drive me wild (you drive me wild) [Chorus] [various pitched samples of 'girl' & 'a fly girl'] Fly girl in Kangol: http://www.katelae.com/images/galler..._kangolsit.jpg TM [ |
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