These are the actual words some people next to me on the train uttered this am whilst discussing, as far as I could tell, a work colleague. Unfortunately they didn't elaborate much, bah.
― Pashmina (Pashmina), Friday, 18 June 2004 12:14 (twenty-two years ago)
I was in Prospect Park last weekend and this little girl ran past my girlfriend and I screaming "he's torturing me!" and giggling like crazy. Oddly there didn't seem to be anyone around -- torturing her, chasing her or otherwise watching her at all. And she looked like she was about 6.
― rasheed wallace (rasheed wallace), Friday, 18 June 2004 12:19 (twenty-two years ago)
In the present political hoo-hah it's really incredibly fun to sing the chorus of Method Man's
Torture:
torture
torture
torture
motherfuckin' torture
― J0hn Darn1elle (J0hn Darn1elle), Friday, 18 June 2004 12:30 (twenty-two years ago)
It was on the street so evil,
so bad that even hell disowned it.
Every single step was trouble
for the fool who stumbled on it.
Eyes within the dark were watchin'
I felt that sudden chill of danger.
Something told me to keep on walkin'
told me I should not have gone there.Baby, because you cut me like a knife
without your love in my life.
I'm out, I'm walkin' the night
'cause I just canmt stop this feelin'.
It's torture, it's torture, it's torture.
She was up a stair to nowhere.
A room forever I'll remember.
She said as though I should have known her,
Tell me, what's your pain or pleasure?
Every little thing you find here
is simply for the thrill you're after.
Loneliness or hearts on fire.
I am here to serve all masters.
She said Reality is a knife
when there's no love in your life.
Unmerciful is the night
when you just can't stop this feelin'.
It's torture, it's torture, it's torture.
And I still can't find the meaning
of the face I keep on seeing.
Was she real or am I dreaming?
Did the sound of your name turn a wheel,
strike a flame in me?
Baby, because you cut me like a knife
without your love in my life.
I'm out, I'm walkin' the night
and I just can't stop this feeling.
It's torture, it's torture, it's torture.
She said Reality is a knife
when there's no love in your life.
Unmerciful is the night
when you just can't stop this feelin'.
It's torture, it's torture, it's torture.
― donut bitch (donut), Friday, 18 June 2004 14:36 (twenty-two years ago)
The man next to me was discussing the finer details of breast feeding (to a fellow father) over the phone, loudly, at lunchtime today.
The faces of some other colleagues were priceless.
― ___ (___), Friday, 18 June 2004 14:38 (twenty-two years ago)