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Oh, well. Thanks. She can just have large icons for all I care anyway. HA!

― KitCat, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:01 (seventeen years ago) link

"getting cranky need a spanky" just made me lol at my desk. Thanks, kev.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:05 (seventeen years ago) link

BLACK CANDY.

beat happening, kenan.

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:08 (seventeen years ago) link

Wait. What are you so excited about, Kenan? The weather?

― KitCat, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:09 (seventeen years ago) link

never heard it.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:09 (seventeen years ago) link

I love that message too, Kevin.

― KitCat, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:09 (seventeen years ago) link

i love that song.

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:10 (seventeen years ago) link

Sarah, I'm not actually excited. (To tell the truth, I'm kinda depressed.)

But there's this:
http://www.wondermark.com/comics/270.gif
http://www.wondermark.com/comics/270.gif

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:12 (seventeen years ago) link

http://www.dangerouslogic.com/images/bride-bong-large.jpg

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:13 (seventeen years ago) link

beer bong bride kills thread.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:22 (seventeen years ago) link

Actually it's her ruined, smeared eyeliner that kills.

― Laurel, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:23 (seventeen years ago) link

i have images turned off so nothing is ruined for me. it was a nice change of pace to log on last night from home and see the images on the WDYLL thread that were from flickr. i even logged onto my flickr account to celebrate.

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:25 (seventeen years ago) link

Office pizza party woohoo!

― dan m, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:28 (seventeen years ago) link

:(

Nobody buys me pizza.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:29 (seventeen years ago) link

you don't bring me flowers
you don't write me love songs
you don't buy me pizza
anymore.

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:31 (seventeen years ago) link

:'(

Yer makin me misty.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:32 (seventeen years ago) link

i'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree
and i feel like i'm clinging to a cloud
i can't understand
i get misty, holding your hand.

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:34 (seventeen years ago) link

Walk my way,
And a thousand violins begin to play

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:35 (seventeen years ago) link

that's a lot of violins, yo. That has to be some racket.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:36 (seventeen years ago) link

if you put a thousand monkeys with a thousand violins in a room for a thousand years...

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:37 (seventeen years ago) link

the smell would be horrendous.

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:37 (seventeen years ago) link

Actually, I don't hear violins. I hear a thousand HOT FIDDLES.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:37 (seventeen years ago) link

charliedaniels.jpg

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:37 (seventeen years ago) link

i'm going to lunch. SHITTY TURKEY SUB PREPARE TO BE EATED!

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:38 (seventeen years ago) link

Laurel makes me hear highland fiddle.

http://website.lineone.net/~trotternish/qgirls.jpg

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:39 (seventeen years ago) link

I'm inspirational like that.

― Laurel, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:41 (seventeen years ago) link

But that's nothing next to Jordan's thousand marching bass drums.

http://www.peelerdrumcenter.com/IMAGES/MarchingYamahaBassFieldCorpsRed.JPG

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:41 (seventeen years ago) link

Nick & Sarah make me hear a thousand short, catchy pop-punk ditties.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:42 (seventeen years ago) link

I hope I make you hear fiery radical feminist rhetoric.

― Jenny, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:43 (seventeen years ago) link

Actually after a thousand years the smell would probably have dried up and subsided along with the monkeys' filthy, decayed corpses. And the rats would have moved in, then out, and the dung beetles and decompositors, ditto. I predict mostly a lot of dust.

― Laurel, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:44 (seventeen years ago) link

aw. that's what you make me hear, Jenny!

― horseshoe, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:44 (seventeen years ago) link

Womens, I have run out of my fave BPAL oil (White Rabbit - I even bought a big one!) and I am SAD. But it does give me an excuse to order some more.

Laurel, did you get yours yet?

― Jenny, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:44 (seventeen years ago) link

xpost to HS: Yay!

― Jenny, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:45 (seventeen years ago) link

laurel, you don't think those monkeys would be breeding?

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:46 (seventeen years ago) link

I want people to hear AC/DC when they're near me. Aw yeah.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:46 (seventeen years ago) link

also, jenny makes me hear pitchers of beer being orderd.

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:47 (seventeen years ago) link

But I know I make people hear gaywad sophisto-pop. I know this, and I am trying to make peace with it. I do not rock. :(

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:47 (seventeen years ago) link

pitchers of beer being ordered=the sweet sounds of fiery radical feminism!

― horseshoe, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:48 (seventeen years ago) link

also, when i think of jesse i hear his voice but i hear him making absurd comments like "i invented the exclamation point" or "do you like my vest? it's made from shoelaces."

― chicago kevin, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:48 (seventeen years ago) link

ha!

― horseshoe, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:49 (seventeen years ago) link

also, jenny makes me hear pitchers of beer being orderd.

Chicago Kevin, I love you!

And yes, beer ~~often~~ always leads to fiery radical feminist rhetoric.

― Jenny, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:52 (seventeen years ago) link

Dr. Evil: The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds- pretty standard really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum... it's breathtaking- I highly suggest you try it.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:53 (seventeen years ago) link

http://www.designboom.com/trash/img/20.jpg

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:56 (seventeen years ago) link

That's like the last funny thing Mike Myers ever said.

― Jenny, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:57 (seventeen years ago) link

For kevin: it's a picture of a shorn scrotum.

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:57 (seventeen years ago) link

Jenny, I did get my BP and it's WONDERFUL. I think I got too many scents that are similar but I can't help it if I'm partial to green tea and herbs and sandalwood and shit like that, I'll branch out more next time. The scent Saturnalia, though, turns my stomach REALLY BADLY; it's made of violet and vetiver so I dunno what's so objectionable about it but I just cannot abide the thing. Otherwise awesome.

Kevin, I think without a primary food source those monkeys are going DOWN, population-wise. And without some provision for sanitation, the rest of the population will be crashing as soon as the first fecal-bacterial epidemic hits. So I'm not too worried.

Kenan, you prob make me hear Stars' first album, it's kind of cold and serpentine and some of the narrators are a little unprincipled (as opposed to later albums which are much warmer). I think it's a great album, but sorry if you don't love.

― Laurel, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 18:58 (seventeen years ago) link

This just in: Artichoke pizza rules x1000

― dan m, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 19:01 (seventeen years ago) link

I WANT ARTICHOKE PIZZA!!!

― horseshoe, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 19:01 (seventeen years ago) link

i would go out tonight, but i haven't got a stitch to wear
this man said it's gruesome that someone so handsome should care

― kenan, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 19:02 (seventeen years ago) link

Yeah, Laurel, I got two very similar scents on my first order (Red Queen and Queen of Hearts - I was clearly in love with the Alice in Wonderland stuff) and they both made me kind of ill. Too sweet. I find it fascinating how different people react to different scents, and how the oils smell differently on different people.

At the smell-swap, I got an imp of one called Inferno that smells like Red Hots but burns my skin. But only when I put it on the inside of my elbows. Everywhere else is fine. SO WEIRD.

― Jenny, Wednesday, 7 March 2007 19:02 (seventeen years ago) link

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