I have no images, only the sweetest of poetry:
How is babby formed? Let me show the ways.
Find girl with depth, and breasts, and look bright
Get her drunk till she has no sight.
Till she reasons not and hath no grace.
Take her to a level ya don't see most days
Convince her of a need in the dark of night
Get touchy-feely, whether wrong or right.
Begone with purity, sing the opposite's praise
But passion, that's something ya can put to use.
One shall feel no grief as one laith
In the morning, the fogginess she'll lose
Desperately she'll wonder why she's in your bed...
But it's too late, she can't unchoose...
that's how babbby formed, that's how girl get pragnent.
I give you Techno Viking! He is a Viking who likes Techno*.
* And now, Heavy Metal too, allegedly!
Last edited by ivan astikov; 18 Jan 2010 at 01:26 PM.
To sleep, perchance to experience amygdalocortical activation and prefrontal deactivation.
http://www.thebestpageintheuniverse.net/c.cgi?u=irule
This is still one of the greatest on the 'net.
They weren't singing....they were just honking.
Glee 2009
One more:
From overheardinny.com
Redheaded hipster #1, jumping in flour: This is so Brooklyn... Why is there flour in the street?
Redheaded hipster #2: Someone probably was just like "fuck this cake," and threw it out of their window in frustration.
Redheaded hipster #1: I mean, probably.
--Williamsburg
They weren't singing....they were just honking.
Glee 2009