Wow, I guess all you have to do in the world of SG to get friends is not visit the website for a couple months and then WHAM you are Mr/Ms. Popularity.
Has anyone ever realized the endless possibilities of the phrase "in your pants". For example: "I just had birthday cake...in your pants" or "I heard the Screeching Weasels for the first time yesterday...in your pants". Not only does it create an abundance of dirty innuendos, but it always makes you feel clever. Until you realize that it really isn't.
I need to clip my nails.
Has anyone ever realized the endless possibilities of the phrase "in your pants". For example: "I just had birthday cake...in your pants" or "I heard the Screeching Weasels for the first time yesterday...in your pants". Not only does it create an abundance of dirty innuendos, but it always makes you feel clever. Until you realize that it really isn't.
I need to clip my nails.
You finally figured out the secret, just ignore people and be mean to them and they'll come running to you. "Hey, look at that person over there, they don't even look like they need our friendship.....let's go talk to them!"
Is it really impressive to know Dylan and Bowie's name? I thought it was just common knowledge. Or maybe I take for granted that I'm obsessed with music and I just assume everyone else is.
So you're reading Invisible Monsters? That's 'hella' cool (just kidding, hehe), I'm not sure why, I just really liked it. But just like anything by Chuck Palahniuk the best part is the social commentary. One of the same reasons I love Burroughs.
So, I just wanted to say hi to my new friend. I have nothing for my new promotion team as of now....but I'll keep you updated. (like how I just jumped to the conclusion that I do write respectable and catchy pop songs?) haha
[Edited on May 30, 2004 9:09PM]