I feel bloated on mountain air!
Jan. 19th, 2009 02:17 amPut your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results. The first line of the twenty-first is the title.
I
I wanna talk to you
I'll write you a song and it wont be hard to sing
You take me right up to the top of the world
Shoop shoop night traaaaaaiiiinnnnnnn
Little rump shaker she can really shake and bake
Yeah, we're comin' back then with another bombtrack
I solve my problems and I see the light
I don't know how this whole business started
Wrote a letter to you and threw it away
I could escape this feeling with my China girl
Sometimes I ask myself
Walking alone on the streets of Boston
Modern talking, modern walking in the streets
Change of heart
I have a certain friend
Don't just stand there, let's get loose
Siamo figli di Pitagora e di Casadei, di Macchiavelli e di TotÃ
We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
Ooh, I need your love, babe
Put down that chainsaw and listen to me
OKAY, SO I THINK
I'm in love with a girl from China that I met on the niiiight traaaaiiiinnnn, and I'm too shy to tell her at first but I'm really into her (and her ass) and everything.
BUT THEN, somehow, we get together, and I'm not even really sure how it happened other than fate, but I'm happy, EXCEPT!!!! that I keep thinking about this other person, but every time I start to write a letter to them I just throw it away and tell myself I have a good thing going with the Chinese girl.
But as I'm walking down the street, I keep thinking about that other person and start to have a ~change of heart~, so I break it to the Chinese girl and try to tell her that even though we've been everywhere, she's still young, there's other people out there besides me, and I... need her love? Either I want to remain friends or have a threesome, I don't know
BUT THEN SHE HAS A CHAINSAW and things don't go quite as planned
YES MY POEM IS THE BEST POEM
... and while I'm at it:
Everyone kept doing this and I caved in :T Pretty true, I think.
SO ANYWAY I PROMISED TIGER A CRACK POST
AND I KEEP MY PROMISES































































































































AS ALWAYS, I APOLOGIZE FOR EVERYTHING IN THIS POST
Except for the last picture, since that pretty much made my life.
i'm just waiting for the day where photobucket bans me forever
I
I wanna talk to you
I'll write you a song and it wont be hard to sing
You take me right up to the top of the world
Shoop shoop night traaaaaaiiiinnnnnnn
Little rump shaker she can really shake and bake
Yeah, we're comin' back then with another bombtrack
I solve my problems and I see the light
I don't know how this whole business started
Wrote a letter to you and threw it away
I could escape this feeling with my China girl
Sometimes I ask myself
Walking alone on the streets of Boston
Modern talking, modern walking in the streets
Change of heart
I have a certain friend
Don't just stand there, let's get loose
Siamo figli di Pitagora e di Casadei, di Macchiavelli e di TotÃ
We are young, heartache to heartache we stand
Ooh, I need your love, babe
Put down that chainsaw and listen to me
OKAY, SO I THINK
I'm in love with a girl from China that I met on the niiiight traaaaiiiinnnn, and I'm too shy to tell her at first but I'm really into her (and her ass) and everything.
BUT THEN, somehow, we get together, and I'm not even really sure how it happened other than fate, but I'm happy, EXCEPT!!!! that I keep thinking about this other person, but every time I start to write a letter to them I just throw it away and tell myself I have a good thing going with the Chinese girl.
But as I'm walking down the street, I keep thinking about that other person and start to have a ~change of heart~, so I break it to the Chinese girl and try to tell her that even though we've been everywhere, she's still young, there's other people out there besides me, and I... need her love? Either I want to remain friends or have a threesome, I don't know
BUT THEN SHE HAS A CHAINSAW and things don't go quite as planned
YES MY POEM IS THE BEST POEM
... and while I'm at it:
Your rainbow is intensely shaded orange, red, and green.
What is says about you: You are an intelligent person. You appreciate a challenge. Others are amazed at how you don't give up. You get bored easily and want friends who will keep up with you.
Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.
What is says about you: You are an intelligent person. You appreciate a challenge. Others are amazed at how you don't give up. You get bored easily and want friends who will keep up with you.
Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.
Everyone kept doing this and I caved in :T Pretty true, I think.
SO ANYWAY I PROMISED TIGER A CRACK POST
AND I KEEP MY PROMISES































































































































AS ALWAYS, I APOLOGIZE FOR EVERYTHING IN THIS POST
Except for the last picture, since that pretty much made my life.
i'm just waiting for the day where photobucket bans me forever
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Date: 2009-01-19 08:07 pm (UTC)