Discussion in 'January And Everything After' started by Creole Ned, Jan 7, 2012.
Big Louie's? Where's that?
It's just outside of Waynesville/St. Robert off of Hwy 44.
I am so pissed off at Tyjenks right now!!! On his FB page, he posted a one word status:
I tried watching the video. I've tried singing it in the shower...it won't go away! Damn you, Tyler!!!!!
GODDAMNIT WHY ARE YOU SPREADING IT HERE?!
Is there some missing context to MOTORIN'?
I guess the missing context is the 1980s?
I recognize Rick Dees, the rest is lost on me. I feel like I dodged a bullet.
:( if you're going to spread an ear worm at least make it a good one. Like Kashmir.
Bah dah dah, bahdahdah, bahdahdah, bahdahdah, bahdahdah, bahdahdah, bahdahdah, bahdahdah,
My mom has the same hair as Robert Plant, except she has to perm hers to get it to look that way.
I never imagined that I would need a LaTeX editor and compiler on my phone nor that it would even be a thing, but I do and it is!
LaTeX just won't die(t).
be doo be dee be doo be dooooooooo
Office to myself, and a pretty song in my head. Must... not... sing...
I hate it when I haven't looked at Twitter in longer than 12 hours and I just know it's going to take me forever to get through all the tweets posted. Even though I like reading the people I follow, right now I just dread opening that tab. Which of course means it backs up even more...
A capella Disney numbers?
You laugh, but my answer to "You sing? Can I hear?" is a song from Sleeping Beauty. :)
It's one of those days.
The world needs all the Jungle Book it can get.
Can you buy those popcorn kernels that stopped mid pop. When they're just a little bit bigger than the kernel and crunchy?
His face. It scares me...
I don't believe so, but there might be some obscure place online that sells them.
I've started watching Running Man (K-comedy/variety show where famous people join a regular panel of people and do challenges to win these gold "Running Man" spheres) again recently and I never realized how much of an exercise laughter is until right now.
You want to make caramel-coated toothbreakers?
Note to self; try this.
I did it earlier on Mr. Alligator's FB page and pissed off at least four people.
I must try this...
Speaking of earworms, I have had a piano riff from this season of American Horror Story stuck in my head all day. ><
This is why you don't stay logged into Facebook if other people use your computer.
The best comment was probably my oblivious grandmother-in-law who asked "What's happening with [your] job searches?" to which a friend replied "Night Ranger. Thats whats happening." I absolve myself of responsibility to respond to her now.
I have had Broken Hearts are for Assholes stuck in my fucking head since last night and nothing, not even MOTORIN', will get it ooooooooout.
Speaking of Disney and earworms, let's get down to business.
OH FUCK RIGHT OFF, YOU
Goddammit Aaron that has been in my head all day I retroactively blame you VENDETTA UNTO THE SIXTH GENERATION.
This was my training team's theme song, which meant it was the first song we listened to any time we got into our van.
Quoting means you like it thrice right? ;4
I have yet to have my life-changing Wawa moment, but goddamn Turkey Hill makes delicious orange tea.
All I have to see is Disney, and my mind SHOUTS "BE A MAAAAAAAN YOU MUST BE SWIFT AS THE COURSING RIVERRRRR..."
we used to sing disney songs on my school bus in high school. we were the cool bus.
I would mock you except back in summer '02 I was an instructor for Sapper School and one of our midnight "corrective training" exercises for a squad that couldn't quite get their shit together was to push a Humvee up and down a beat-up gravel road. One instructor sat in with the engine off and steered, I got to stand in the back and bellow encouragement. Or, when I got really bored, start singing that song at them. They wanted to push faster just so I'd shut up. It was wonderful.
ya know, Nute, it's like this.
you would mock me, but you realize that you would do the exact same thing because it's fucking cool to sing Disney songs on the school bus.
In a similar place of pride for one of my drama camps was Flogging Molly's "Drunken Lullabies." Now, all I have to do is hear the opening noodlenotes, and I immediately want to start running in circles around a black box theater.
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