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And now you're talking about how your highschool year book is old and a waste of space while you clean your room. Strange... Edit: And last night I had a dream about this girl Lauren that I sort of had a thing with in the Summer. It pretty much ended badly before it began, and we haven't talked since. I dreamed that we were hanging out at a pool and discussing something that I now forget. It was quite bizarre.
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I shall give you a 10 for being quite the attractive young lady.
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9/10. Not my favourite of yours.
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7/10. Pretty cool. Where did it come from? (The cake meme AND your avatar)
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I loved him, I wasn't in love WITH him. Jeez. Perv.
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6/10 cuz I haven't really played Portal yet.
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9/10. Awesome but a wee bit old.
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I'll be there, but with a bunch of people (hi Meg!) so I can't really promise any meeting/greeting. But I'm sure the show will be fantastic. I'm pretty sure Pat will be on the drums. Maybe Matt's best friend as the guitarist? Didn't he contribute to Hospital Music?
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Prometheon replied to JadenB19's topic in Music In General: David Bowie Appreciation Station
Check our Ratatat. Their album "Classics" is very very good. -
First (very rough) stab: Vancouver National Anthem Out of the allys Are needle-strewn fields Into the sunlight The brochures reveal Like snakes come for rabbits And rabbits for meals Where the ore and the axe (????) flies Well this is our story (stick too it!) But it ain't the truth Cuz the truth's just for liars That need an excuse Around here love's a gangster And charity's the brute Where God deals on Sundays Under a brilliant (??) burning roof It's 5 blocks of universe And aliens for reach (??) (alien freaks?) Like invisible ghettos Of privelege and grief And we end up between them The carrion flies living off skeletons And free (???) This is the place we find out Well this is the way we find out We all live downtown Pay 12.50, no parking Live with a clown Step over ourselves We all live downtown Paying blood, no parking Sleep on the ground Step over ourselves We all live downtown We all die downtown Step over ourselves (over ourselves) Well this is our story (stick too it!) But it ain't the truth Cuz the truth's just for liars That need an excuse For a King crown a banker The Queen crowned a noose Like heirs to a graveyard Where the dirt's always loose It's 5 blocks of universe And aliens for reach (??) (alien freaks?) Like invisible ghettos Of privelege and grief And we end up between them The carrion flies Picking on skeletons Under a big northern sky This is the place you find out Yeah this is the way you find out We all live downtown We all die downtown Step over ourselves
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I don't know what to give you. The avatar is adorable, and you came back, so I want to give you a 10. But you did leave in the first place, which makes me want to deduct.... Fuck it. 10/10. Charles!
