yesterday was full of fun activities.
stephen came up and we went to the most awesome thrift store in the metroplex. if anyone wants to get in on this action ask me for directions. anyways i got a bad ass leather coat and stephen got more stuff for his cosplay. afterwards we headed down to irving to see hellboy with the anime club. before the movie, i was outside smoking a clove cigarette and a group of about seven jr high or high school kids walk by doing their *cough cough* because you are smoking a cigarette. well, i figured it would be the best situation ever to unload the gospel of Bill Hicks and i say.
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woah, jesus, thats a pretty bad cough. good thing you don't smoke, i smoke all day and don't cough like that. thats pretty damn curel, coming up to a smoker and coughing like that. what? do you dance up to cripple people? "wuz wrong mister cripple? c'mon iron-sides, race ya!" I smoke the cigarette, I cough, I get the cancer, I die. deal?
"ooh, but its not the smoke that you smoke but the smoke that comes out of you, the secondary smoke"
well, i suggest taking a look at the worl around you and treat yourself to a McShut the Ffuck Up. this isn't an operating room, were out doors and the olnger you stand here gawking at me smoking a cigarette the more you take in so piss off.
(okay maybe i embellished a teeny bit, blame esprit de l'escalier)
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after they left i looked to the sky and said "thanks, Bill." a security gaurd walked by and gave me a look. i gave him a "i just fucking flexed my first amendment right" look, finished my cig and went inside.
Hellboy was bad ass. interesting they chose a Tom Waits song as the music bed for big Red's introduction scene because Ron Perlman and Tom waits look so alike. not much later they used Nick Cave's "Red Right Hand" i just about had an aneurism. GDT did an exellent job of getting the "hey you're big and red!" notion out of the way and you could really get into the characters and how ultimately human they were.
turning 21 in thirteen days.
stephen came up and we went to the most awesome thrift store in the metroplex. if anyone wants to get in on this action ask me for directions. anyways i got a bad ass leather coat and stephen got more stuff for his cosplay. afterwards we headed down to irving to see hellboy with the anime club. before the movie, i was outside smoking a clove cigarette and a group of about seven jr high or high school kids walk by doing their *cough cough* because you are smoking a cigarette. well, i figured it would be the best situation ever to unload the gospel of Bill Hicks and i say.
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woah, jesus, thats a pretty bad cough. good thing you don't smoke, i smoke all day and don't cough like that. thats pretty damn curel, coming up to a smoker and coughing like that. what? do you dance up to cripple people? "wuz wrong mister cripple? c'mon iron-sides, race ya!" I smoke the cigarette, I cough, I get the cancer, I die. deal?
"ooh, but its not the smoke that you smoke but the smoke that comes out of you, the secondary smoke"
well, i suggest taking a look at the worl around you and treat yourself to a McShut the Ffuck Up. this isn't an operating room, were out doors and the olnger you stand here gawking at me smoking a cigarette the more you take in so piss off.
(okay maybe i embellished a teeny bit, blame esprit de l'escalier)
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after they left i looked to the sky and said "thanks, Bill." a security gaurd walked by and gave me a look. i gave him a "i just fucking flexed my first amendment right" look, finished my cig and went inside.
Hellboy was bad ass. interesting they chose a Tom Waits song as the music bed for big Red's introduction scene because Ron Perlman and Tom waits look so alike. not much later they used Nick Cave's "Red Right Hand" i just about had an aneurism. GDT did an exellent job of getting the "hey you're big and red!" notion out of the way and you could really get into the characters and how ultimately human they were.
turning 21 in thirteen days.
trismegistus:
je vais marier l'espirit de l'escalier.