Now this is just silly...
Please read this article.
Oye! For some reason, reading the first sentence subjects me to a fit of giggles.
It's so SILLY!
Oye! For some reason, reading the first sentence subjects me to a fit of giggles.
It's so SILLY!
posted by Sarah at 3:45 PM
17 Comments:
That is just wrong. since when do food fights end in jail?
Apparently when the first food thrown is "Frito Pie."
i dont think i even know what a "Frito Pie" is.
zgotszc- remindes me of zygoat-ieack, the horiscope of your zygoats
Frito Pie.
The link offers a good description of Frito Pie...and it also amuses me immensely.
I think the idea of "Frito Pie" is silly. Even though I don't know what it is.
pnvrog
I didn’t even read anything on that link. I was immediately turned away by how gross those pictures were... and to think we are having chili for lunch!
For shame Skog! For shame!
IOALR - I owe a liar?
Crap, I thought I had that guy paid off!
Yup, that there's your "thought police" in action.
__________________________
"Paranoia strikes deep
into your life it will creep.
It starts when you're always afraid.
Step outta line, the man come
and take you away.
C'mon, stop,,, children what's that sound?
Everybody look what's going down."
Steven Stills and Buffalo Springfield
Above song title:
"For What It's Worth"
Maybe we should put it up on the blog.
I hate to tell ya, but I think it's gettin to be
that time again, Chilrun.
I love that song...although when I listen to it...I try not to think of the societal implications. Rather, I like the dingy noise with the drums.
Maybe I'm what's wrong with today's youth.
God Bless your generation, Skogg. You're too kind, too secure, too generous, too sophisticated, and too humorous. Beautiful beings such as you and the others on ths do not deserve to be getting your asses kicked as hard as they are being kicked right now...especially for no godamned good reason.
Owl...do you refer to a specific ass kicking or the more global-whole-enchilada-type ass kicking?
To be sure, it' s the whole huge room of 5,000, 50+ enchiladas-to-a-pan, assembly-line-style ass kicking, Ethunk.
Individually, were like frogs in a pot on a stove with somebody gradually turning the heat up. Pretty soon they're serving frog legs and we've croaked before we ever even thought to open our mouths.
Come gather 'round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You'll be drenched to the bone.
If your time to you
Is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin'
Or you'll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin'.
Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon
For the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who
That it's namin'.
For the loser now
Will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin'.
Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway
Don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt
Will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside
And it is ragin'.
It'll soon shake your windows
And rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin'.
Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don't criticize
What you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is
Rapidly agin'.
Please get out of the new one
If you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin'.
The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is
Rapidly fadin'.
And the first one now
Will later be last
For the times they are a-changin'.
...or are they?
From Frito Pie to some of Dylan's best work...
I like this blog.
...so Owl, what is this frog boil of which you speak? Do you know something the blogs don't know? Should we start duck taping our windows (or our hip joints)?
oowdq...what a frog says before its little leggys gets toard off.
Duck tape. I like that.
We should go to Canyon Lake Park
and tape all the ducks together.
I'm reacting to a speech Al Gore gave recently about how bad things have become and how nobody seems to care. We are living in an almost totally Fascist State, and don't even seem to notice.
I don't have the speech here at home, but I'll put it on the blog when I get to the office.
Meanwhile, no need to stock up on duct tape just yet. More to the point, we have to stop letting ourselves be driven by fear. So go out and celebrate your freedom. Let it roll, babes! Then, the times they'll be a changin' once more.
bimzi (good one... sounds like a Chimp name)
don't have the speech here at home, but I'll put it on the blog when I get to the office.
Owl???
ohcuo: it hurts, but we will hurt in glee.
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