It is not wussy. There are orifices being assaulted all over the shop.
Also I would like to point out that the combination of Sailor Moon and faux-Kerouac / Sonic Youth spelling is perhaps the purest distillation of what this forum is that we have yet been presented with.
Cross-dressing national monuments are always exciting.
also, related to burning stuff: a friend threw up on a hot water heater once, the vomit steam burned her face. awesome!
In grade six one of my classmates during sex ed asked if the penis could be broken. The teacher's response was "Not in the same way you'd break a bone. I still wouldn't take a hammer to it or anything."
Expect lots of screaming, perversely fast computer drums and guitars tuned to FUCK
Dear God, I hope it's smooth.
Stalk away.
MACHINS CON ESFU EPETE
all clothes reflect identity constructs, destroy these constructs by shedding your clothes and sending pictures of the process to the e-mail address linked under my avatar
- 20% of canadians are members of broken social scene
Yakob lives in Sackville, doesn't he? I remember someone showing us their studentcard for Sackville High.
Sometimes I look at Achewood archives while listening to Spoon.
I still prefer to think of rugby in a more friendly way: Everyone tries to hug the guy with the ball. The team with the most hugs at the end of the game wins. Extra points for group hugs.
rather than place the blame on somebody's undeveloped irony sensor, let's just blame the internet, k?
Am I the only person from Pennsylvania?
Hey JD, I really like your penis, man.
I would probably be getting laid right now if it weren't for the Jews
Once I got drunk and threw up in the vegetable drawer of an old disused fridge while dressed as a cat
princy, this is the time to think with your vagina
nipples are deactivated at birth, to prevent misfires and accident
oh good god 4lko jaeger bomb. Holy goood god what have I done. psyduck is the most appropriate right now. FUUUUKC
"MY SON JUST WANTED TO COME LIKE A THUNDERSTORM""AND YOU ROBBED HIM OF HIS LIFE"
also at one point mid-sex she asked me "what do you think about commercialism in art?"
(from Santa Barbara)
There's this really handy "other thing" I'm going to write as a footnote to my abstract that I can probably explore these issues in. I think I'll call it my "dissertation."