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2005-06-29 09:17:37 ET Happy Relationship Paranoia - When you're in such a great relationship, but can't worrying you'll fuck it up or it'll end sooner or later. Thank you questionablecontent.net Episode #254 for clarrifying that feeling.
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| How to Tell if You Just Blew Good Money to See a Bad Independent Film | |
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2005-06-23 06:00:16 ET My fiancee and I went to an indy film festival last weekend, and enjoyed ourselves fully. But I found this on DrinkAtWork.com, and just found it hilarious, given our shared history. Enjoy. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- The film can best be described as “gritty realism” if only because you get to watch every single character take a piss. The narration begins, “Mateo was ripe for adventure…” The entire original score is hummed. The movie proudly states it was “Inspired by the director’s college thesis on Ayn Rand.” One of the characters regularly smokes clove cigarettes, and it’s not played for laughs. The film opens with an extreme close-up of a fly resting on a woman’s cheek…and stays on that shot for a full ten minutes. The movie single-handedly spawns a new motion picture genre—“ninja ennui.” A character uses the word “jejune” when speaking of their dog. It’s billed as a romantic sex comedy but the only one getting any action is the robot. The film is about a group of unmotivated, unattached twentysomething slackers who spend their days bemoaning their fates in iambic pentameter. In the credits the producers thank numerous militias. The white girl with the dreadlocks is taken seriously. The story is told from the perspective of a frustrated writer, a disgruntled teen or a loquacious mime. The cast spends the entire 100 minutes sitting on a ratty couch in a Village studio apartment getting stoned, staring into space and engaging in deep, philosophical discussions about the musical direction of their band “Paper or Plastic.” The lesbians never make out. The indigent farm family all wear “Lucky Brand” overalls. The movie takes place completely in the kitchen, much to the obvious dismay of the director’s mother. The camera cuts to developing storm clouds whenever there is tension, to a sunny meadow whenever there is joy and to the contents of an unflushed toilet whenever possible. The film opens in a freshman philosophy class. The dream sequence takes up 90% of the film. The title song finds a rhyme for “Siddharta.” The director plays five major roles and operates the boom mic. The movie addresses third world famine and pestilence, by way of a cardiologist’s family in New Rochelle. Sexual politics is explored in a retirement community. The only character that doesn’t commit suicide is the wise cockatoo. - Francesco Marciuliano
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| I'd say every week I do about 15 minutes of real work | |
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2005-06-22 15:07:00 ET Damn it feels good to be a gangsta A real gangsta-ass nigga plays his cards right A real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fuckin mouth Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas don’t start fights And niggas always gotta high cap Showin’ all his boys how he shot em But real gangsta-ass niggas don’t flex nuts Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas know they got em And everythings cool in the mind of a gangsta Cuz gangsta-ass niggas think deep Up three-sixty-five a year 24/7 Cuz real gangsta ass niggas don’t sleep And all I gotta say to you Wannabe, gonnabe, cocksuckin’, pussy-eatin’ prankstas Cuz when the fry dies down what the fuck you gonna do Damn it feels good to be a gangsta Damn it feels good to be a gangsta Feedin’ the poor and hepin out wit they bills Although I was born in jamaica Now I’m in the us makin’ deals Damn it feels good to be a gangsta I mean one that you don’t really know Ridin’ around town in a drop-top benz Hittin’ switches in my black six-fo’ Now gangsta-ass niggas come in all shapes and colors Some got killed in the past But this gangtsa here is a smart one Started living for the lord and I’ll last Now all I gotta say to you Wannabe, gonnabe, pussy-eatin’ cocksuckin’ prankstas When the shit jumps off what the fuck you gonna do Damn it feels good to be a gangsta Damn it feels good to be a gangsta A real gangta-ass nigga knows the play Real gangsta-ass niggas get the flyest of the bitches Ask that gangsta-ass nigga little jake Now bitches look at gangsta-ass niggas like a stop sign And play the role of little miss sweet But catch the bitch all alone get the digit take her out And then dump-hittin’ the ass with the meat Cuz gangsta-ass niggas be the gang playas And everythings quiet in the clique A gangsta-ass nigga pulls the trigger And his partners in the posse ain’t tellin’ off shit Real gangsta-ass niggas don’t talk much All ya hear is the black from the gun blast And real gangsta-ass niggas don’t run for shit Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas can’t run fast Now when you in the free world talkin’ shit do the shit Hit the pen and let the mothafuckas shank ya But niggas like myself kick back and peep game Cuz damn it feels good to be a gangsta And now, a word from the president! Damn it feels good to be a gangsta Gettin voted into the white house Everything lookin good to the people of the world But the mafia family is my boss So every now and then I owe a favor gettin’ down Like lettin’ a big drug shipment through And send ’em to the poor community So we can bust you know who So voters of the world keep supportin’ me And I promise to take you very far Other leaders better not upset me Or I’ll send a million troops to die at war To all you republicans, that helped me win I sincerely like to thank you Cuz now I got the world swingin’ from my nuts And damn it feels good to be a gangsta - Geto Boys |
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2005-06-09 07:37:58 ET
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| La Mer | |
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2005-06-03 18:05:58 ET Quelque part au delà de la mer m'attendant quelque part mon amoureux se tient sur les sables d'or et observe les bateaux qui vont naviguer Quelque part au delà de la mer observant quelque part pour moi et si je pourrais voler comme des oiseaux sur la haute puis directement à elle des bras j'irais naviguer Il est lointain au delà du le tient le premier rôle est près au delà de la lune que je connais au delà d'un doute mon coeur me mènera là bientôt Nous nous réunirons au delà du rivage et nous embrasserons juste comme avant et heureux nous serons au delà de la mer et jamais encore j'irai naviguer Et jamais encore j'irai naviguer et jamais encore j'irai naviguer... - Charles Louis Trenet ...via Jack Lawrence
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