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Thinking about Gabbard in general, my animal instinct is to flatten my ears against my head, roll my eyes up till the whites show, bare my teeth, and trill like a cicada stuck in a Commodore 64.

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Cowardice

Started by P3nT4gR4m, May 03, 2010, 12:57:19 AM

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P3nT4gR4m

Just who exactly is this creature
posessed of such a self esteem
Just a figment of his own creation
Hiding out inside this dream

How can he take such satisfaction
in the lies he tells himself
Is there no limit to this fantasy
No holding him down to earth.

When he crawls inside his oyster shell
and pulls the covers up past his head
do his demons really disappear
or are they waiting underneath the bed

Does he even need their intervention
or is he capable on his own
of the act of self destruction
til he's left with only flesh and bone

And if the things that hurt can get buried
so deep he'll never know they're there
Does he ever need to feel again
Is that a cross he'll have to bear

Maybe he can run and just keep running
Maybe he can hide inside the light
Maybe live happy ever after
but does he really think it's worth the price?

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
Not actually a meat product.
Ass-Kicking & Foot-Stomping Ancient Master of SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK
Awful and Bent Behemothic Results of Last Night's Painful Squat.
High Altitude Haggis-Filled Sex Bucket From Beyond Time and Space.
Internet Monkey Person of Filthy and Immoral Pygmy-Porn Wart Contagion
Octomom Auxillary Heat Exchanger Repairman
walking the fine line line between genius and batshit fucking crazy

"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark

Jasper

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I read that as a rap, btw.

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


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Hoser McRhizzy

Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on May 03, 2010, 12:57:19 AM
do his demons really disappear
or are they waiting underneath the bed

Does he even need their intervention
or is he capable on his own

bump for wordmittens.  Just to say I loved the whole thing, but especially the quoted bit above.
It feels unreal because it's trickling up.