There's some lovely filth down here!
2010-02-02 @ 21:43:21
Kan någon förklara för mig hur en kväll med läxor på något konstigt sätt förvandlades till en kväll med dans och Step up..?
Mother fucker. Cock sucker. Jack ass. Dick head. Biggest piece of mother fucking shit! That’s what he was. I wanted to run back in there and strangle the bastard. I wanted to slam his head against that fancy desk of his and watch him bleed. Det är ungefär såhär jag känner inför de som planerat in alla våra prov och läxor...
Jag borde nog inte gå på den här linjen. Jag menar, jag suger verkligen på att både göra och planera läxor.
Imorgon så blir det iaf mys med dansgänget, lite demondans och förhoppningsvis Gisélle!
Titta på de i bakgrunden! Titta på klänningarna!
Brother Maynard: Armaments, chapter two, verses nine through twenty-one.
Cleric: [reading] And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, "O Lord, bless this thy hand grenade, that with it thou mayst blow thine enemies to tiny bits, in thy mercy." And the Lord did grin. And the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths, and carp and anchovies, and orangutans and breakfast cereals, and fruit-bats and large chu...
Brother Maynard: Skip a bit, Brother...
Cleric: And the Lord spake, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin. Then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who, being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it.
Brother Maynard: Amen.
Detta är ungefär vad jag ser när jag försöker läsa facklitteratur... Och så lite sånt här också:
NOBODY expects the Spanish Inquisition! Our chief weapon is surprise...surprise and fear...fear and surprise.... Our two weapons are fear and surprise...and ruthless efficiency.... Our *three* weapons are fear, surprise, and ruthless efficiency...and an almost fanatical devotion to the Pope.... Our *four*...no... *Amongst* our weapons.... Amongst our weaponry...are such elements as fear, surprise.... I'll come in again.”
Var det bara min Henrik O.C.L den bästes spotifylista som inte fungerade..?