So...Typhoons...Whaddyagonnado? Nuthin much, that's what! It's Friday and it's a typhoon day! Paid for doing nothing and it's nearly the weekend. Sometimes, you gotta love me.
It's raining like a mofo out my window and I've got nothing to do - as a result of not being able to go anywhere - apart from download music...I'm strangley partial to Audioslave, right now...Them and Handsome Boy Modelling School.
So, how's the weather in your hood? Anything extreme going on in the big upstairs?
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
I don't get this internet speak...what's a oblh when it's at home?
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Did you make a typo? You did, didn't you! You typed "Hi. Die. Thanks.", but what you really meant was "Tie-dye Tanks", right!?! A left-wing comment on the futility of war, highlighted by your psychadelic coloring! Nice. I like your 'style'.
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
I think you made one toO! Are you posting a comment 'To Bad'? Or maybe 'To Late'? Either way, neither of them have posted in this thread yet...
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Anyone know where Late or Bad is anyway? Huh? Lemons and Limes...
__________________ Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.