tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-139070352011-07-07T17:40:00.005-07:00i am a dirty stinking liberal.garth2noreply@blogger.comBlogger5531100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13907035.post-24217995942708750562010-09-30T20:08:00.001-07:002010-09-30T20:09:22.074-07:00

Stop being a fucking jackass. You fought a complete fight, good work. But remember, you're 1-1 against this guy now. Stop acting like an asshole. I hated Cerrone before this fight, and I hate him more now. God I hope he gets sent to the UFC and murdered.

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I'm going to send off requests to everyone I can for a free holy book of some kind. Bibles, korans, whatever the fuck hindus read, etc. then I'm going to light them the fuck on fire, and film it, and post it on Youtube, and document the response. Does that sound like a reasonable idea? I think so. If it's given to me it's my property, right? And once it's my property, I determine the relevance of

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I've been going back over some great fucking songs from back in the day. In the early 90s there was a pretty vibrant scene of very good bands with some amazing talent. Bands like Heavy Vegetable, Boilermaker, No Knife, Drive Like Jehu, Creedle and others just really kicked my ass. They led me to visit places like the Casbah at every opportunity to see whatever bands happened to be around. Some

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Piping hot and steaming with joy and other fluids is this week's Hor-O-Skope! I consult the stars to give you insight into what's coming up for you throughout the week, or if you'll even survive to the next installment, which is unlikely, to be honest. Aries: As an daring, adventurous adventurer, you will soar to unknown heights and glean insight into the nature of the universe. As a careless

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BoooooooooshBouncy Bouncyooo such a good timeBouncy BouncyShoes all in a lineBouncy BouncyEverybodysummersault,summersaultSummertimeEverybody sing alongBouncy Bouncyooo such a good timeBouncy BouncyWhite socks slipping downBouncy BouncyStilettos are a no noBouncy Bouncy oooBouncy Bouncy oooEverytime i bounce i feel i could touch the skyee

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She loves this song: Happy Birthday RalphAtom and His PackageHair: Debatablealright, ralph...happy birthday...you freak...you're breakin' hearts and you're breakin' guitarstoday's your birthday and you don't even know how old you areyou're in love with every woman from tyleryou went swimming in the ocean with my goddamn dialeryou used to be fat, i think then i liked you best'cuz now you're skinny

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God fucking dammit has another week flown by in my inexorable march towards death? It most certainly has. While I had a moment here in my daily ass-flattening routine I thought I'd send along your new Hor-O-Skope for the lulz. Cause motherfucker, I needs my lulz, and when I needs my lulz I gets my lulz. Aries: This week is one for you to express your masculinity. Try to fuck open a coconut.

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I haven't pooted in a whileNick DrakeWhich WillPink MoonWhich will you go forWhich will you loveWhich will you choose fromFrom the stars aboveWhich will you answerWhich will you callWhich will you take forFor your one and allAnd tell me nowWhich will you love the best.Which do you dance forWhich makes you shineWhich will you choose nowIf you won't choose mineWhich will you hope forWhich can it

garth2noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13907035.post-4296005158172857972009-10-21T10:26:00.000-07:002009-10-21T13:23:18.483-07:00

I recently realized that I have a tremendous gift...to read the futures of every single person in the world, in convenient 1/12th slices. So I decided that I'd offer my own horoscope...or Hor-O-Skope...to edify enlighten and otherwise embiggen the populace. Without further ado: Aries: Today is a good day for you to root around in an old couch. There could be something cool...a rare coin, or

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Sun Kil MoonCarry Me OhioGhosts of the Great HighwaySorry thatI could never love you backI could never care enoughIn these last daysHer tears fellOn her pages found me outAbout her words I don't know whatTo do or sayWading throughWarm canals and pools, clear blueThe Tuscarawas flows intoThe Great LakeRiding backTo where the highway metDead-end tracksThe ground is now cement and glassToo far

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I've got this shit set up to post as a note on facebook. All the internet settings and cross postings and shit make me want to throw myself into a giant blender and have my soon-to-be-liquid body set on fire. Anyways, I guess there's not any other things as promised by the title. Sunburn sucks.

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What's with me? I post garbage on Facebook like an asshole. I post on stupid writing sites, I even fuckin' Twitter for some idiotic reason, what with Twitter being the World's Lamest Time-Suck of All Time. LT-SOAT is a hard title to get, since there's so very many internet-based lame-ass wastes of time, but Twitter is really a shining example of that classic past...uh...time. It's quite deserving

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Rage Against the MachineWithout a FaceGot no card so I got no soullife is prison no parole no controljura got my number on a wire tap'cuz I jack for similac' fuck a cadilac surviveone motive no hopecuz every sidewalk I walk is like a tight ropeyes i know my deadline sire- when my life expiresso I'm sendin paper south under the barb wirethe mother of my child'll loose her mind at my graveit's my

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This song is fun as fuck to play. The MisfitsWhere Eagles DareLegacy of BrutalityWe walk the streets at nightWe go where eagles dareThey pick up every movementThey pick up every loserWith jaded eyes and featuresYou think they really careI aint no goddamn son of a bitchYou better think about it babyI aint no goddamn son of a bitchYou better think about it baby, babeAn omelet of disease awaits your

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I always thought this was a delightfully creepy song, for a mainstream rock band at least. play it at like half-speed in your head and tell me that isn't weird. Heartache TonightEaglesThe Long RunSomebodys gonna hurt someoneBefore the night is throughSomebodys gonna come undone.Theres nothin we can do.Everybody wants to touch somebodyIf it takes all night.Everybody wants to take a little chance,

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yester-day was a giant pile of shit I got to live in. So no poot, and today is easy. This song has some of my favorite guitar noises evar. Modest MouseMake Everybody Happy/Mechanical BirdsThis Is a Long Drive For Someone With Nothing To Think AboutAnd I said you shouldn't make facts out of opinionsHe said that I was rightYou're right I knew that I wasAnd I'd hate to see anybody thank youBut I'd

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Just in case anyone gives a sheeeit, I do have a god damned Twitter account, and I twit or twat or tweet or twut or twitch on it from time to time.

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Didn't we put Nazis and Japanese to death for following orders/waterboarding/etc? Are we living in Bizarro world again? Obama, don't fucking fuck this up...it feels like you're going to fuck it up in Corrupt-o-Rama, the zany theme park W and Chick lived in. Please don't...Pictured: Not the bandThe Mountain GoatsNo ChildrenTalahasseeI hope that our few remaining friendsGive up on trying to save

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Focus on the Family put up a poll asking people to join them for National Prayer Day (that we have that makes me upset). In any event, the results are hilarious:

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Just for fun: "We live in a land where you can choose same-[race] marriage or [mixed-race] marriage," Prejean said. "And you know what, I think in my country, in my family, I think that I believe that a marriage should be between a [white person] and a [white person]. No offence to anybody out there, but that's how I was raised."The chick has a right to say whatever stupid shit she wants to.

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Every single Marvel-based movie I've seen sucked. Spider-Man sucked. Spider-Man 2 sucked. The X-men movies have all been TERRIBLE. Iron Man was total garbage, worse so since so many jackoffs thought it was TEH GREETEST for some insane reason. I didn't see the "new" Hulk, but the first one was like cancer on the dick. Why on earth would I want to see this Wolverine origin movie when they have not

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for some reason charles and I used to often do video chats, where we didn't even look at each other. this one time, i really looked closely at charles, and came to a surprising conclusion:

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I actually make a post!To The Innocent had some of Rob Crow's most powerful songs on it, including this one, Plenty. It gives me the damn chills. ThingyTo The InnocentPlenty(Listen!)When it rains it rains plentyI think you need to walkI think you need to walk homeWe don't need to talkI think you need to walk homeSun shines on my skinRips my head right offIt's burning it's burning it's burning (

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The "I know you're gay because..." commercials are only funny if they're, you know, clever, and not depressingly moronic. whatever two annoying teeny pop-culture kids you dragged up in front of the camera prior to the inevitable fading of their already dim stars may have done outside of this, your creative team managed to make them into clowns. Useless, lame, boring, unimaginative clowns. If

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This guy's name has made me laugh for years.

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does anyone honestly believe that the last boom wasn't primarily driven by fraud? from little frauds originating with homeowners, agents, appraisers, and inspectors, to big frauds perpetrated by guys like Madoff et al, then the REALLY big frauds thrown down by AIG, Lehman, etc.? Do you really believe this whole thing wasn't a fucking lie? Cuz it sure looks like a lie, and it sure looks like us

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On 11% stout. With a pirate flag on it. On an empty stomach. Oh my.

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You should listen to what I tell you to listen to. It's the law. You don't want to break the law do you? ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead...Will You Smile Again For Me?Close the door and drift awayinto a sea of uncertaintywhere all your hopes and dreamshave faded out of reach.Remember all the bad dreamsare not far from reality.Would you write again for me?(Let me whisper something in

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Stupid on wheels

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I really shouldn't have pounded this latte while waiting on hold. Now I have to tinkle.

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kind of, with a guy who sounds suspiciously like Pedro from Napolean Dynamite. This company sucks hairy, poop-encrusted donkey testicles (globat.com). They add on special features with an OPT-OUT email, where if you don't opt-out they start charging you $50 a month for marketing bullshit. It's a total evil fucking scam. They did it to me on this site, to the extent that I had to move to a new

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i remembered! fuck yeah! Thingy was a late 90s Rob Crow band, and had some kickass songs. they were a near direct offshoot from Heavy Vegetable, and featured Elea Tenuda vocalizing again with Rob. While slightly more serious and longwinded that HV (which wouldn't be hard given their penchant for music clocking in under a minute), they still have brief songs, more like sketches, but packed with

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Can be very random

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Stop it people. It means nothing, you're wasting time and distracting from real problems. The shit in this shitburger is so thick and stinky that this one tiny kernel of corn matters not at all. We're talking about $165 mill between several hundred people. What percentage is that of the total money being spent on this bailout? It's stupider than the intensely stupid "earmarks controversy".

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Please. Fucking please. Stop. This movie you have coming out...it looks so very bad. It looks so bad I got a dollop of cancer just watching the trailer. The premise is a huge pile of stupid. Endless numbers that mean something significant! WOW! WOOOOOO! FUCK! Please, just stop. You've got to have tons of money. You don't need to make crap-sandwich movies. I mean, I guess it's plausible you have

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POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP! POOP!

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I can't see any clouds from my desk, so I made some

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Friday night I make a baked version of poutine, from this recipe. Desi took some pics: The good part about this as compared to real poutine is the fries are baked, meaning somewhat lower fat. It uses whatever good melty cheese you like (the recipe calls for gruyere, but I used cheddar). Tips: Make sure you spray down the baking sheet with some non-stick stuff if you're not using non-stick baking

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Honestly, I agree with some of the theoretical underpinning of incarceration. The US has gone way, way, fucking overboard in implementing it, to the territory where human rights violations live (see: untreated medical conditions, horrific overcrowding, the current hepatitis epidemic, trust me it goes on like this for a long time). One thing I've always had a soft spot, however, is the prison

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Governor Bobby Jindal of Louisiana is a national disgrace, and Chris Matthews, despite his other idiotic failings, sees that clearly. The guy is a creepy mix of horrorshow handpuppet and pathetic drowned goat, and he talks like Forest Gump is handing him lines real-time from under his podium, Police Academy-style. Wait, that was a blowjob. Great now I'm picturing the retarded Howdy Doody getting

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What can I say I'm a wild man.

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Phil Plait of Bad Astronomy and the JREF gives us a speech he wrote almost five years back:I know a place where the Sun never sets.It’s a mountain, and it’s on the Moon. It sticks up so high that even as the Moon spins, it’s in perpetual daylight. Radiation from the Sun pours down on there day and night, 24 hours a day — well, the Moon’s day is actually about 4 weeks long, so the sunlight pours

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Neat.

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Let me show you it

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Did we dress up like whores? Check! Check! Check!

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Did we dress like whores? Check!

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does anyone understand how happy I was when I finally got my tiny plastic sword? anyone?

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Some sirens went screaming past the house then stopped a block away, so I suited up and went to see what was happenin, with the trusty cam in tow. I ended up getting up to a cop setting up flares who wouldn't let me go in further, and said it was a fatal collision. I felt bad for poking around and just took a shaky pic of the cop. **Update: I found this story. What a bummer. There's two guys who

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you superstitious fuckers. I'm having so-so luck today. I have a cold, but I don't have to drive to fucking OC, so that's good. My cookies came out good. Banana-pecan, they taste like little round banana breads. Some have a little baking soda-y tang, which is bad luck, or bad stirring. I haven't been killed yet, so that's either good or bad luck, depending on how you look at it.

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I did this years ago...my friend posted it to his myspace profile, i'd forgotten about it. If I may say so myself: awesome. A little shadow behind the smurf woulda been good tho (Use transparency selection in the layers palette for the initial mask cutting out the smurf, then add the transparency of the smurf itself by creating a new layer, filling the selection you have with black, painting the

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Charles Darwin, b. 2/12/1809 d. 4/19/1882Here's raising a pint to the greatest idea conceived by the mind of man. Yes, he wasn't the only guy to come up with the idea, and current science would not be comprehensible at first glance to the man. But we as a species would not be wherever we are now without Darwin's rigorous, detailed, meticulous work. Truly a historical giant. Cal Berkeley's "

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one of my favorite stupid sites.

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So some esurance commercial comes on. it's a guy singing about how he gets animated about esurance, with a guitar. Get it? He's playing off how the commercials are animated, Genndy Tartakovsky-style. I want to kill that commercial. I wish I was a D&D type magic-user who could cast spells reanimating the dead, or creating golems of inanimate materials (I realize that's clerics, but I also know

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from the pilot: Uncle Gabby: "Let me clear something up for you...if it's horrible, it's exists. If it's beautiful, you're imagining it."

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I started playing poker again online, and I suck. I'm even watching it on TV. But I just blow. My brain is not thinking right for whatever reason. My brain is not geared for poker. I'd like my friends to come over and play with me, still. Perhaps this weekend instead of a mini-scrabblethon. Some kind of game. I need to sit around a table with drinks and talk shit. It's time.

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Tonight i decided i'd avoid making meat and cook a pasta dish for me and des. i found a nice looking recipe at my favorite site for arugula pesto. Fantastic. I gathered the ingredients. Roasted the garlic. Roasted walnuts. The pic in the link makes it look all clean and white, while mine ended up being green, grassy, and too intense (raw garlic). Alternate bites would yield alternate results...

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desi said if i wanted more hits i had to post tits and boobies

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before emo was emo. pre-emo?

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i think some people hear an echo of death coming, and realize they're going to be alone when it happens. and then they drive everyone off. it's not easy to do, you fight yourself, you try to stay close even as you push. it's not a pleasant thing to see, or do.

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My hamster. Let me show you it.

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Iron & Wine has some amazing songs, and you should just listen to them at random. This one makes me at times joyous and grieving...it makes me remember important things too, like you can't read someone else's mind and know what they're going through. Sometimes you have to believe they're good, which you believed before, and they have a reason for doing what they're doing, and take it as it comes.

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Mike Nelson former writer and star of Mystery Science Theatre 3000, currently engaged in Rifftrax.com, has vowed to eat nothing but bacon for a month. Literally, nothing at all but bacon. I have to admit, I'm curious as to what a month-long bacon-binge BM looks like. I bet it looks like bacon. As a caveat, he's claiming he'll drink beer, wine, and martinis as well. So it could be horrifying

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I suppose my heart will eventually just explode to shit, but so be it. Something will kill us all, in the end.

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Jesus & Mo rules

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I need bear protection.

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Motherfucking Jackie Chan highlight, that's what. Jackie is so damn hardcore you shouldn't let your girlfriend watch. She will become pregnant from the manhood.

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Youz all retarded! This shit is what happens when you extend your lie's logic too far. Since the vast majority of abortions happen "naturally", or without and assistance from a doctor, well, you have to make sure you can arrest nature.

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like mah Nana's tea partayall the ladies reading this are now pregnant. I'm sorry. it's just that the rhymes are that potent.

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I'd recommend this. this also rocks.

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from the Daily show:

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One more step on the stupid death march

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while i'm glad that bush is gone, and we won't need to deal with his horrific idiocy anymore, i'm not joyous about it. we have an unknown coming in, who may or may not be what he seems. we have a system that's in so much trouble it can't really be summarized in a single readable blog post. much of that trouble was at the least initiated by the idiot leaving office tomorrow. so i'm not joyous.

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i was washing my hands in the bathroom here at work, and checked myself out in the mirror. i guess on the way in i'd splashed some coffee on my nose (i like it sweet and milky, like my men) and it had left a spot of brown on my schnozz (ha! ha!). i saw it and thought "SKIN CANCER!" and had a mini heart attack. then i touched it and my brain actually said "STICKY SKIN CANCER!" before I caught on.

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17-10 chargers.

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In case you've never heard of it, this is the story of Christian the lion.

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Tired of counting. These fuel my stupid brain

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I have no idea if anyone likes this guy anymore, or if he's famous, or what. I'm not going to do any more searching on it because I'd rather be told. Way back when it came out I got Ben Lee's album randomly, and me and Elise would listen to this song over and over. It's got Liz Phair doing backing vocals.

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I'm sick

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Self pote rat 4 2day

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Seriously, what's the harm in unscientific, non-critical thinking?

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