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“A strange piece of cheese.”
“Go fuck yourself, San Diego.”
And one could tell by how he walked he’d drunk more than his share,
He staggered on until he could no longer keep his feet,
Then he stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street..
Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
He stumbled off into the grass to sleep beside the street.
Later on two young and lovely girls just happened by,
One says to the other, with a twinkle in her eye,
‘See yon sleeping Scotsman so strong and handsome built,
I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath their kilt’.
Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
I wonder if it’s true what they don’t wear beneath their kilt.
They crept up to the sleeping Scotsman quiet as could be,
Then lifted up his kilt above the waist so they could see,
And there behold for them to view beneath this Scottish skirt,
Was nothing but what God had graced him with upon his birth.
Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
Was nothing but what God had graced him with upon his birth.
They marveled for a moment then one said ‘We’d best be gone,
But let’s leave a present for our friend before we move along’,
So as a gift they left a blue silk ribbon, tied into a bow,
Around the bonnie star of that Scot’s kilt to lift and show.
Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
Around the bonnie star of that Scot’s kilt to lift and show.
The Scotsman woke to nature’s call and stumbled toward the trees,
Behind a bush he lifts his kilt and he gawks at what he sees,
Then in a startled voice he says to what’s before his eyes,
‘My friend, I don’t know where you’ve been but I see you’ve won first,
prize. First prize, first prize, I see you’ve won first prize’.
Ring ding diddle diddle i de o
Ring di diddle i o
He said, ‘Lad I don’t know where you’ve been but I see you won
first prize’.
if you have this song, I’d like a copy of it.
w00t
“jesus saves but everyone else rolls a d20”
“Honeycombs big… yeah yeah yeah…
It’s not small…no no no…
Honeycombs got big big taste…
Big big taste in a big big bite…”
FUCK YOU!
“Don’t worry sir, we’ll be able to get you those quotes this morning, probably within the hour.”
More Random Crap!
“The first known contraceptive was crocodile dung, used by the Egyptians in 2000 B.C. It was replaced with elephant droppings when they realized it wouldn’t work.”
How is one really any better than the other?
Random Crap!
“While nudity was considered commonplace to the ancient Greeks, a man was considered indecent if he had an exposed erection.”
What did they do, carry around baskets just in case?
We were watching I Love the 80’s: Strikes Back the other day and Heather made an astute observation: the stuff they’re showing on this second series is the stuff that she and I are more familiar with and strikes closer to our memories. Apparently, we liked all the stuff that was secondary in the 80’s. Oh well, I was 7-17 in the 80’s, I guess I would like the more afterthough type shit then. Not to say I’m on top of the style curve now even.
I have this inexplicable need to be useful to people in the world, I think that’s why I make stuff like this and these and put them out on the internet for the world to see. I want to think that something I do with my time is worth something to someone. My web site is full of that kind of crap, stuff I think someone else will want or need sometime. I’m not really trying to advertise myself or entertain the world, I just want to make something that someone somewhere will say “wow, I was hoping someone would make this!”
Okay, so that was my self promotion statement I guess.
A song came on my media player earlier that totally made me miss running my vampire game. I had this NPC in my game that new everyone and everything about the city and he walked around town with a huge 80’s style boombox. The idea was vaguely stolen from the video for said song, in which an anthropromorphized dog walks around on crutches trying to carry his boombox, groceries, and whatever else he’s picking up on his errands. I just liked the idea of this guy that knew everyone and walked around town all night. Everywhere he went, someone knew him and he could have a conversation at the drop of a hat, the whole time of course, carry this boombox that’s blaring and almost making conversation difficult. So whenever I ran, I would make sure that somewhere in the CD changer was at least one CD that had that one song on it. If and when that song played, no matter what, the NPC made a random, unexpected visit. Sometimes it was as bit of a stretch, but it was still bad ass. Now whenever I hear that song, I think of that NPC and my game. YEEUH.
Shit. I want to do this D&D game, but I really do prefer modern games. Doesn’t matter too much, I don’t know when I would run, who would play, or when I would have time to do the game justice.
- The funny thing about regret is, that it’s better to regret something you have done, than something you haven’t.
- Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed in the things that you didn’t do than in the ones you did do.