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warpcrafter wrote:Well, considering that my last relationship with the opposite sex ended in attempted murder because I wouldn't go off to join the cult that recruited her, this seems appropriate.
Now thats extreme
Yeah, I've had my share of experiences that you could call a turbo clusterfeth.
warpcrafter wrote:Well, considering that my last relationship with the opposite sex ended in attempted murder because I wouldn't go off to join the cult that recruited her, this seems appropriate.
I feel your pain. I had a relationship end with a friend of mine getting punched, kicked, bit and thrown into a chi-town gutter when my ex went berzerk.
Good times.
-Loki- wrote:
40k is about slamming two slegdehammers together and hoping the other breaks first. Malifaux is about fighting with scalpels trying to hit select areas and hoping you connect more.
Did you hear, there's a natural order Those most deserving will end up with the most The cream cannot help but always rise up to the top Well I say, gak floats
If you thought things had changed Friend, you better think again Bluntly put, in the fewest of words ****s are still running the world.
Now the working classes are obsolete They are surplus to societies needs So let them all kill each other And get it made overseas That's the word dontcha know From the guys that's running the show
Let's be perfectly clear boys and girls ****s are still running the world.
Feed your children on Crayfish and Lobster Tails Find a school near the top of the league In theory I respect your right to exist I will kill you if you move in next to me
Oh It stinks It sucks It's anthropologically unjust Oh but the takings are up by a third so ****s are still running world
The Free Market is perfectly natural Do you think that I'm some kind of dummy? It's the ideal way to order the world feth the morals, does it make any money?
If you don't like it, then leave Or use your right to protest on the street But don't imagine that it's heard Coz ****s are still running the world
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That is a good one, but I prefer 'From Auschwitz to Ipswich' a gloriously nihilistic song, and a good mirror to look in once in a while.
I think his style is fairly similar to mine, in that we are both part of the middle class now, but refuse to deny working class roots. Sounds very poncy and middle class I know, but roots are important. I'm no one special, and I like to keep myself as grounded as possible.
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As far as lyrics go, how about this for an absolute gem?
As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fething crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fething peasents as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.
'Working-class Hero' By The Mighty John Lennon
SIDEBAR: The website I got these lyrics from was offering this song as a Ringtone download! Give me strength....
People are like dice, a certain Frenchman said that. You throw yourself in the direction of your own choosing. People are free because they can do that. Everyone's circumstances are different, but no matter how small the choice, at the very least, you can throw yourself. It's not chance or fate. It's the choice you made.
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.
Having songs is the quickest way to ruin music. After having Hypnotize by System of a Down ruined by being listened to during an iconic moment of my first relationship I don't listen to ANY of my music when a girl I'm involved with is around. I often sit in my best friends car and she asks me to pick a CD and says no to several because they remind her of ex-boyfriends. I then point out she likes those bands, but she still says no.
Don't ruin your music, listen to her crap, especially if it sucks.
"I drive a big car, cuz I'm a big star. I'll make a big rock-and-roll hit." "I am a big car, and I'm a strip bar. Some call it fake, I call it good-as-it-gets."
I am both selfish and chaotic. I value self-gratification and control; I want to have things my way, preferably now. At best, I'm entertaining and surprising; at worst, I'm hedonistic and violent.