i love my cds. each and every one of them has a story behind it. i tried to think of one that didn't, and i couldnt. i can remember how i got each and every one of my cds. every single one. and i have at least 100. that's a hundred miscallaneous memories that i have, just dedicated to cds. i have cds of every genre, some more than other, admittedly. soundtracks, comedy albums, country, rock, grunge, rap, gospel, classical, jazz, pop. im not even lying about this. its sad. i actually have nsync and britney spears and christina aguilera. but then again, i have placebo, yellowcard, greenday, and the comedy stylings of jimmy fallon, lewis black, and ron white. i love music. i still listen to almost every one of my cds. whenver i can.. its almost sad, if you look at it the way i know you are.
i saw anchorman today. funniest movie ever. i also saw fahrenheit 9/11. interesting, really. michael moore has guts, that's all i gotta say. when he tried to get the congressmen to recruit their own children to the army? one of the guys actually said, "well, he's got two kids." nah duh, shirlock. how many men have we seen who have families? how many of them have marched off. like he said, lower class people who have little power in america are the first to fight for the government that screws them over. i loved it when condaleeza rice was trying to get past the senator's questions. she just kept trying to weasel out of yes or no questions. how much more stupid could you get? you dont screw with the government. they've got connections...
12.28.2004
12.26.2004
i need to learn spanish...
i want to learn a foreign language so i can just randomly start talking in said language in front of non said language speaking friends. it would be the awesome. they'd look at me and be like, "what the @$%&?!?"
ahh, well, christmas was fun.i dont think anybody really liked my gifts, which i expected, since i had no clue what to shop for for them. but i got 6 mini candles that i can put in my pocket and sniff whenever i want....ah, bliss. if i had a locker organizer thingy i could put the candles in there, but i dont, so i cant...
we had tons and tons of sweets this weekend. and we ate peas and cornbread and turkey and it was good.
and on friday night, i finally talked to kelsie, and we came up with the best idea for media festival. a kind of behind the music thing for our first project, blob o'clay. we will have a melon in a wig with lipstick on it to be blob's "girlfriend". you have no clue what i am talking about, but this is fine. just know, it will be awesome.
friday i also saw a squirrel with a cigarrette in its mouth. it was funny. i also saw a cat who kept staring at me. i stared right back at it because i have a thing about losing staring contests. if it's a "hey, the friends are playing and it'll be fun" kind of contest, then i'm cool with losing. but if someone catches my eye, i try not to look away. its fun to see them look away first, and then look back to see if you're still looking. i chuckle everytime. i did that with david once. kept staring at him, and he kept looking back. he gets this weird little blush thing going on. its funny.
ahh, well, christmas was fun.i dont think anybody really liked my gifts, which i expected, since i had no clue what to shop for for them. but i got 6 mini candles that i can put in my pocket and sniff whenever i want....ah, bliss. if i had a locker organizer thingy i could put the candles in there, but i dont, so i cant...
we had tons and tons of sweets this weekend. and we ate peas and cornbread and turkey and it was good.
and on friday night, i finally talked to kelsie, and we came up with the best idea for media festival. a kind of behind the music thing for our first project, blob o'clay. we will have a melon in a wig with lipstick on it to be blob's "girlfriend". you have no clue what i am talking about, but this is fine. just know, it will be awesome.
friday i also saw a squirrel with a cigarrette in its mouth. it was funny. i also saw a cat who kept staring at me. i stared right back at it because i have a thing about losing staring contests. if it's a "hey, the friends are playing and it'll be fun" kind of contest, then i'm cool with losing. but if someone catches my eye, i try not to look away. its fun to see them look away first, and then look back to see if you're still looking. i chuckle everytime. i did that with david once. kept staring at him, and he kept looking back. he gets this weird little blush thing going on. its funny.
12.22.2004
booga booga
have you ever seen the movie "superstar", from snl with molly shannon? well, molly shannon plays a weird catholic school girl who aspires to be a dancer. her grandmother, while training them, gives them a "pep talk".
"when i say razzle dazzle, you razzle dazzle. when i say jump,you jump. when i say booga booga, you booga booga." errant girl: "what does booga booga mean?" grandmother: "i don't know, but if i say it, you better figure it out fast."
i thought it was funny. anyway, i hope everybody has happy holidays and whatnot. especially my friends, especially kelsie. kelsie, i miss you.. i miss you too chynna.
see, this is why i hated dutchtown. my family doesn't seem to understand this. nobody seems to know how miserable i was over there. i felt like i was just stuck. sometimes i'd come home and cry, other times i'd come home and talk constantly so i couldn't think about it. one day i just came home and say in front of the tv, not eating, barely blinking, just sitting there. i didnt go upstairs until it was 10:00, and i took a 10 minute shower, just thinking about it. i hated it. i get so sad just thinking about it.
but that's a different thing entirely. i was trying to be funny. guess i couldn't. im gonna say goodbye and hope that kelsie finally calls and tells me she can spend the night, because not only do i miss her, but i am worried about her. AND THE CHICKEN BONE STUCK IN HER NOSE...
oh, i almost forgot. i ordered 2 books off of amazon.com. for under $10! i thought it was a miracle. kelsie kelsie kelsie, i got another meg cabot book, the one i was looking for. she went all the way. i can't wait to get it and read it!!!!!!!!
"when i say razzle dazzle, you razzle dazzle. when i say jump,you jump. when i say booga booga, you booga booga." errant girl: "what does booga booga mean?" grandmother: "i don't know, but if i say it, you better figure it out fast."
i thought it was funny. anyway, i hope everybody has happy holidays and whatnot. especially my friends, especially kelsie. kelsie, i miss you.. i miss you too chynna.
see, this is why i hated dutchtown. my family doesn't seem to understand this. nobody seems to know how miserable i was over there. i felt like i was just stuck. sometimes i'd come home and cry, other times i'd come home and talk constantly so i couldn't think about it. one day i just came home and say in front of the tv, not eating, barely blinking, just sitting there. i didnt go upstairs until it was 10:00, and i took a 10 minute shower, just thinking about it. i hated it. i get so sad just thinking about it.
but that's a different thing entirely. i was trying to be funny. guess i couldn't. im gonna say goodbye and hope that kelsie finally calls and tells me she can spend the night, because not only do i miss her, but i am worried about her. AND THE CHICKEN BONE STUCK IN HER NOSE...
oh, i almost forgot. i ordered 2 books off of amazon.com. for under $10! i thought it was a miracle. kelsie kelsie kelsie, i got another meg cabot book, the one i was looking for. she went all the way. i can't wait to get it and read it!!!!!!!!
12.21.2004
warning
the post below is a little bit sad, so try to think of something funny, like shaving a llama and then eating the hair. yeah, sure, i think that's hilarious. why did the man get run over by the bus? because he was in a wheelchair. why did the little kid get hit by the bus? because he was caught in the man's wheelchair.
im a bit saddened, so i'll make lists again
i will never be able to:
smoke (my lungs would collapse)
drink (my mom turned me off to that)
hate (i don't have enough energy)
do drugs (again, my lungs would collapse or i'm afraid my head would explode)
i want to:
breathe
drive
get a job
love my family
do something i really want to do
i never want to:
kill someone
be obsessed with my weight
for the past couple of days, my breath has been coming up short, especially at night. no matter what i do, my breath still comes the same. i concentrate on it so much, i think my brain will bust open, finally giving me a better passageway to breathe. and my mom's mad at me for something that i'm in the right about. it makes me want to cry how much she doesn't get that i hate her drinking and smoking and everything else she does. sometimes i feel like i hate her. especially when she tries to hide when she's drinking. i imagine myself finding the bottle and breaking it. just slamming it on the floor. i almost did it once, but then i thought about who would have to clean it up, and it would have been me. but then i picute myself cleaning up the bottle and cutting my hand and bleeding to death, and showing her so she'll know its her fault. she still probably wouldn't stop. she'd probably light a cigarette in my face.
but i'm getting away from the topic. i just want you all to remember to breathe in and breathe out, over and over again.
smoke (my lungs would collapse)
drink (my mom turned me off to that)
hate (i don't have enough energy)
do drugs (again, my lungs would collapse or i'm afraid my head would explode)
i want to:
breathe
drive
get a job
love my family
do something i really want to do
i never want to:
kill someone
be obsessed with my weight
for the past couple of days, my breath has been coming up short, especially at night. no matter what i do, my breath still comes the same. i concentrate on it so much, i think my brain will bust open, finally giving me a better passageway to breathe. and my mom's mad at me for something that i'm in the right about. it makes me want to cry how much she doesn't get that i hate her drinking and smoking and everything else she does. sometimes i feel like i hate her. especially when she tries to hide when she's drinking. i imagine myself finding the bottle and breaking it. just slamming it on the floor. i almost did it once, but then i thought about who would have to clean it up, and it would have been me. but then i picute myself cleaning up the bottle and cutting my hand and bleeding to death, and showing her so she'll know its her fault. she still probably wouldn't stop. she'd probably light a cigarette in my face.
but i'm getting away from the topic. i just want you all to remember to breathe in and breathe out, over and over again.
frostbite
it is hard for me to type right now because i have frostbite. not really, but i find that that's an interesting way to start a conversation. it really is hard for me to type though, because my hands are freaking freezing and i slammed me finger in the door earlier, which may not sound like a big deal, but believe me, it hurts. i have been trying to grow out my nails to give them that scratchy thing to them, but no no, that never works for hillary...
so, i tried to dye my hair. yeah, guess how that worked? well, i cant say it worked too horribly, since i picked out the exact same shade as my hair. i thought, hmm, well, i guess i'll just go lighter, but no, it was the same shade. kirstie dyed her hair red, but that's beside the point. stupid kirstie...
oh yes, kirstie spent the night saturday and last night.. very very fun. we kept playing dance dance revolution (joey's game) and losing at it. but joey was a freaking monkey on that thing. i swear, you should see him go. that white boy can dance, unlike his white sister and her friend...
kelsie seems to think that her christmas will suck. but it will not. her only pro for the season is that they are all healthy. HELLO?!? are we forgetting your brazillian brother with the leprosy? i guess we are. FOR SHAME!!!
but no, seriously, cheer up. you'll be coming over sometime soon i hope, and it will be fun. and then, even if its a holiday, you can always call me on christmas or email me or mail me a letter or shave a llamas booty on the top of the brasstown bald and morse code a message to me. i will somehow respond (although i like to think that it will involve me and an elephant and...nevermind. i'll leave that one to your imagination, you dirty dirty old bag you.)
odds, ends, and purple monkey trends
so, i tried to dye my hair. yeah, guess how that worked? well, i cant say it worked too horribly, since i picked out the exact same shade as my hair. i thought, hmm, well, i guess i'll just go lighter, but no, it was the same shade. kirstie dyed her hair red, but that's beside the point. stupid kirstie...
oh yes, kirstie spent the night saturday and last night.. very very fun. we kept playing dance dance revolution (joey's game) and losing at it. but joey was a freaking monkey on that thing. i swear, you should see him go. that white boy can dance, unlike his white sister and her friend...
kelsie seems to think that her christmas will suck. but it will not. her only pro for the season is that they are all healthy. HELLO?!? are we forgetting your brazillian brother with the leprosy? i guess we are. FOR SHAME!!!
but no, seriously, cheer up. you'll be coming over sometime soon i hope, and it will be fun. and then, even if its a holiday, you can always call me on christmas or email me or mail me a letter or shave a llamas booty on the top of the brasstown bald and morse code a message to me. i will somehow respond (although i like to think that it will involve me and an elephant and...nevermind. i'll leave that one to your imagination, you dirty dirty old bag you.)
odds, ends, and purple monkey trends
12.15.2004
my top three lists
right now, i'm bored, so here are a few of my top three lists:
Songs:
Amazing Grace
Great High Mountain
Lady Margaret
Presidents:
Nixon
Clinton
Eisenhower (more on this later)
Singers/Groups/Bands:
Cassie Franklin
The White Stripes
Pink Floyd
TV Shows:
Gilmore Girls
Whose Line Is It Anyway?
The Simpsons (not always in this order, depending on my mood)
Movies: Books:
Empire Records
Austin Powers
Underworld
Books:
Dreamland, Sarah Dessen
The Last Vampire, Christopher Pike
Speak, Laurie Halse Anderson
Rap Songs: CDs:
Rainman, Eminem
Why, Jadakiss
Be R Right, Ludacris Featuring Trina
CDs:
Encore, Eminem
Yellowcard
Up, Shania Twain
Songs:
Amazing Grace
Great High Mountain
Lady Margaret
Presidents:
Nixon
Clinton
Eisenhower (more on this later)
Singers/Groups/Bands:
Cassie Franklin
The White Stripes
Pink Floyd
TV Shows:
Gilmore Girls
Whose Line Is It Anyway?
The Simpsons (not always in this order, depending on my mood)
Movies: Books:
Empire Records
Austin Powers
Underworld
Books:
Dreamland, Sarah Dessen
The Last Vampire, Christopher Pike
Speak, Laurie Halse Anderson
Rap Songs: CDs:
Rainman, Eminem
Why, Jadakiss
Be R Right, Ludacris Featuring Trina
CDs:
Encore, Eminem
Yellowcard
Up, Shania Twain
FAVORITE GENRES OF MUSIC:
Grunge
Gospel
Rap
alright, that's all i can think of now. country would have made the list, but i had to be honest. and the eisenhower thing, i chose him because he's a fellow pimp, just like nixon and clinton, who are the two greatest presidents EVER.
Gospel
Rap
alright, that's all i can think of now. country would have made the list, but i had to be honest. and the eisenhower thing, i chose him because he's a fellow pimp, just like nixon and clinton, who are the two greatest presidents EVER.
again, i say nixon
seriously, h0w could you not love this man? he is so hot. i mean, come on. why else would they make so many rubber masks of him? everyone wants to be nixon, because he settled with the USSR and Vietnam. WE WENT TO THE MOON UNDER THIS MAN! he died 10 years ago, people. show the man respect.
12.12.2004
dalai vs. nixon: the great battle
most of you who have read my blog in the past know that i prefer the great richard nixon to the stinky dalai lama. but many of you do not know or understand my reasonings. let me give them to you:
nixon was a fantasmic president. he kept the peace for the most part, and only had the one major scandal in his career, which most people don't even know about. many people think that bill clinton had a greater scandal, because nixon's scandal wasn't even that bad, if you think about it. at least nixon had the decency to do whatever it was in a hotel, unlike clinton. but anyway, that is not why he is great, (and he didn't do what clinton did either, i'm just saying that because the reference is so easy to make). i realize that by now i am making no sense and just typing BUT THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT. let me continue.
the dalai lama... what did he do? that's right. absolutely nothing. he wants peace, sure. how do we really know this? his last name is lama, for goodness sakes' and we all know that lamas aren't to be trusted. and the dalai lama doesn't represent the american dream people, so quit worshipping him. i mean, the man's only what some would call a deity, but nevermind that.
i feel like i'm about to throw up. why? because of the fact that i just wasted all of this time posting about something i'm just saying to be argumentative? no. because i ate breakfast from mcdonald's. i really don't know what america or any other country sees in that place. but every time i go there, i think, "hmm, maybe it will be better this time." and every time it tastes like greasy shirt covered in nasty. and now i am feeling vomitlicious.
oooh!! i almost forgot. me and grandbee went shopping yesterday and the highlights of this trip are purple knee high boots and a black velvet skirt!! DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!?!? PURPLE BOOTS AND A BLACK VELVET SKIRT!!! oh yes, oh yes, this is the clothing that i can tolerate. of course, i was forced to buy a light pink sweater that i supposedly look okay in, but that was my grandmother's doing. so HA, on you stein mart, with your weird looking clothes and overpriced sweaters! i found the perfectness amongst your trashy rags! muhuhahahah!~
nixon was a fantasmic president. he kept the peace for the most part, and only had the one major scandal in his career, which most people don't even know about. many people think that bill clinton had a greater scandal, because nixon's scandal wasn't even that bad, if you think about it. at least nixon had the decency to do whatever it was in a hotel, unlike clinton. but anyway, that is not why he is great, (and he didn't do what clinton did either, i'm just saying that because the reference is so easy to make). i realize that by now i am making no sense and just typing BUT THAT'S BESIDE THE POINT. let me continue.
the dalai lama... what did he do? that's right. absolutely nothing. he wants peace, sure. how do we really know this? his last name is lama, for goodness sakes' and we all know that lamas aren't to be trusted. and the dalai lama doesn't represent the american dream people, so quit worshipping him. i mean, the man's only what some would call a deity, but nevermind that.
i feel like i'm about to throw up. why? because of the fact that i just wasted all of this time posting about something i'm just saying to be argumentative? no. because i ate breakfast from mcdonald's. i really don't know what america or any other country sees in that place. but every time i go there, i think, "hmm, maybe it will be better this time." and every time it tastes like greasy shirt covered in nasty. and now i am feeling vomitlicious.
oooh!! i almost forgot. me and grandbee went shopping yesterday and the highlights of this trip are purple knee high boots and a black velvet skirt!! DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!?!? PURPLE BOOTS AND A BLACK VELVET SKIRT!!! oh yes, oh yes, this is the clothing that i can tolerate. of course, i was forced to buy a light pink sweater that i supposedly look okay in, but that was my grandmother's doing. so HA, on you stein mart, with your weird looking clothes and overpriced sweaters! i found the perfectness amongst your trashy rags! muhuhahahah!~
12.08.2004
funniness
alright, i realize i'm posting twice in one day, but that's okay, because i'm me. i had to tell myself this so i wouldn't forget.
we went to eat at broadway diner. my dad didn't want to go, my mom did, and my mom hated her food, my dad loved his. he even got baklava. but that's just a bonus to the story. my grandfather and grandma are very picky about their food. my grandfather (Papa Dan) was trying to cut his meat, and when he realized he couldn't, he asked for another knife. since that was the sharpest type of knife they had, they gave him a piece of cake. that's right. a whole entire piece of cake because his knife wasn't sharp enough. and it turned out the knife was sharp enough, it's just that it was crooked. i have to laugh at my family sometimes, and for this i get a withering glance, but i can accept this.
and chance has been mouthing off to his teacher lately. he tried to pick a fight with me, but since i can outstare him, he wouldn't dare. and he does this weird thing where he looks over the rim of his glasses, but not at you, around you. he reminds me of greg brinson. i fear that that is what he will become. kelsie understands my horror... at least, she should. if she doesn't, then i fear for both chance and kelsie...
we went to eat at broadway diner. my dad didn't want to go, my mom did, and my mom hated her food, my dad loved his. he even got baklava. but that's just a bonus to the story. my grandfather and grandma are very picky about their food. my grandfather (Papa Dan) was trying to cut his meat, and when he realized he couldn't, he asked for another knife. since that was the sharpest type of knife they had, they gave him a piece of cake. that's right. a whole entire piece of cake because his knife wasn't sharp enough. and it turned out the knife was sharp enough, it's just that it was crooked. i have to laugh at my family sometimes, and for this i get a withering glance, but i can accept this.
and chance has been mouthing off to his teacher lately. he tried to pick a fight with me, but since i can outstare him, he wouldn't dare. and he does this weird thing where he looks over the rim of his glasses, but not at you, around you. he reminds me of greg brinson. i fear that that is what he will become. kelsie understands my horror... at least, she should. if she doesn't, then i fear for both chance and kelsie...
indeedness
alright, so i'm still puzzled by everyday items. i thought i knew why i needed to know the slope of a line on a graph in real life, but it must have been the drugs or something, because i no longer know.
BUT MY NOSE KNOWS!
sorry about that. but you know what? simon and garfunkel are the indeedness. they sing in harmony man. HAR (as in laugh) MO (as in the disgruntled bartender on the Simpsons) NY (as in the patella). do they make sense? no. do they sound cool? no. its all about the harmony.
oh yes, the aademic meet. twas fun. i love my power rushes when i'm captain and whatnot. of course, as a result, i cant really trust my judgement anymore, and my hands constantly shake, and i am shooting herion into my eyeballs, but you know, you gotta take the good with the bad, even runon sentences...
ah, as you seem to so cleverly notice, oh brilliant reader you, i have a new blog. this blog is special. this blog is the indeedness special. it is the blog with the kaby. oh yes, it is.
see, links are awesome. if only they were easier to put on ...
BUT MY NOSE KNOWS!
sorry about that. but you know what? simon and garfunkel are the indeedness. they sing in harmony man. HAR (as in laugh) MO (as in the disgruntled bartender on the Simpsons) NY (as in the patella). do they make sense? no. do they sound cool? no. its all about the harmony.
oh yes, the aademic meet. twas fun. i love my power rushes when i'm captain and whatnot. of course, as a result, i cant really trust my judgement anymore, and my hands constantly shake, and i am shooting herion into my eyeballs, but you know, you gotta take the good with the bad, even runon sentences...
ah, as you seem to so cleverly notice, oh brilliant reader you, i have a new blog. this blog is special. this blog is the indeedness special. it is the blog with the kaby. oh yes, it is.
see, links are awesome. if only they were easier to put on ...
12.03.2004
This is Kaby
Hello readers of Ingrid's Blog! I am here to tell you all is good- sort of.
Is it just my computer, or does the font look a little bigger than it normally is?
And, except that the links and blogs are double-spaced- all IS good.
You see, I added the links. Yes, Hillary. I did it. It was me. Well, it couldn't be anyone else, because I am the only one with your password. Which I can do evil things with.... Just kidding, I'm not *that* mean.
Hope you like it! I did my best, or close enough anyway.
--Kelsie, @ http://kabys_blog.blogspot.com
Is it just my computer, or does the font look a little bigger than it normally is?
And, except that the links and blogs are double-spaced- all IS good.
You see, I added the links. Yes, Hillary. I did it. It was me. Well, it couldn't be anyone else, because I am the only one with your password. Which I can do evil things with.... Just kidding, I'm not *that* mean.
Hope you like it! I did my best, or close enough anyway.
--Kelsie, @ http://kabys_blog.blogspot.com
12.02.2004
kelsie has doubted my abilites
but i have doubted them also. she says i cannot create links. i cannot create links. simone gave me simple directions, and i could not do it. i am a faulure. but that's just a-ok. you know why?
i was listening to the best christmas song ever earlier. "i'm gettin nuttin for christmas." it is a song about a bad little boy who is getting nothing for christmas (except he says it in cute little children twang, so it's adorable.). then at the end he says
OH NO!!! I JUST GOT BIT BY A BUGGY!!!! HELP ME!!!!!! oh, and sir dr. funkyfish the second says hello to you all. he is alive and swimming....
i was listening to the best christmas song ever earlier. "i'm gettin nuttin for christmas." it is a song about a bad little boy who is getting nothing for christmas (except he says it in cute little children twang, so it's adorable.). then at the end he says
Who's that man with the big bag over his shoulder? It's him! It's him! I thought he wasn't coming this year! *big burly voice of man with bag* "alright kid, where's the silverware?"* in the kitchen.. *"and the furniture?"* same place as last year. join me in the chorus? *" same as last year?"* same as last year. *" okay!"*oh yes, such a great song that will be forever immortalized by my blog. and, people, i would like to ask a favor, since i am a simple girl who cannot add links. if you have the time or the patience or anything, would you please tell me how to do a link where i can understand it? preferrably give me a template with the links already on it, for i am a lazy cow and i see no error in my ways. if i were to see error in my ways, kelsie will have slapped and or killed me, because not only did i tell her to, but because this would mean the crumbling of her universe. sure, she'd have her family to break the fall, but nothing will take that immortal pain away...
OH NO!!! I JUST GOT BIT BY A BUGGY!!!! HELP ME!!!!!! oh, and sir dr. funkyfish the second says hello to you all. he is alive and swimming....
bonnie and clyde
bonnie parker and clyde barrow. "bonnie and clyde". bonnie, played by faye dunaway in the movie, clyde played by the great warren beatty (who is a very handsome man, by the way) i swear to you, this is the best watered down movie i have seen on television in a while. i mean, think about it. they got gunned down together. don't you see the romance? they were shot to death right next to eachother. HOW CAN YOU MISS HOW ROMANTIC AND SWEET THAT IS, YOU IGNORANT FOOL!?!?!?
i wish i had tivo so i could watch it over and over and over again. without the 12 mintue long commercials either.
alright, so here's what i gathered from the movie:
i wish i had tivo so i could watch it over and over and over again. without the 12 mintue long commercials either.
alright, so here's what i gathered from the movie:
- never ever trust your brother's wife, because she will become blind and snitch on you to the Texan cop you made a fool of.
- never fool with a Texas cop, for they will gun you down when you least expect it
- always expect it, especially after you just saw a cop car in town.
- if you and your significant other get shot, make sure you can still hold hands (your right arm and his left arm should br broken to accomplish this)
- never ever say that you are a mortician around killers, or you will be left on the side of the road three states away from where you were abducted.
- don't expect your mom to except you as a cold-harded criminal. it just won't happen.
- and always, always remember, that if you are going to get shot down, make sure you have written a beautiful poem depicting the scene, so others will know how you feel about your imminent death.
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