January 2010
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“One last drink, please.”
– Jack Daniel’s Last Words - Founder of Jack Daniel’s Whiskey Distillery
The Truest Facebook User Assesment Ever →
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“I am a goldfish, a silly little gold fish just trying to get by; I swim from sea...”
– Tessa Amoroso
“Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than...”
– Mark Twain (via quote-book)
“I had a stick of CareFree gum, but it didn’t work. I felt pretty good...”
– Mitch Hedberg
“I used to do drugs. I still do drugs. But I used to, too.”
– Mitch Hedberg
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My Life as Liz
Liz: What do you do when we don't hang out?
Sully: Slay doers of evil.
My Friends
We are amazing. There are no ifs, ands, or buts about it. To be one of us, which you surely do, it is extremely difficult. But here are some pointers, just in case.
- You must like to drink and smoke. (usually at the same time)
- You must love to watch documentaries about monsters, aliens, psychopathic children, etc.
- You must at least tolerate Lady Gaga (because we listen to a shit load)
-...
A: Why do you always become meloncholy while smoking cannbis?
B: Because it is easier to hide when I am not influnced by it.
“Once upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the wrong...”
– Anne Tyler, Back When We Were Grownups
“I was born twice: first, as a baby girl, on a remarkably smogless Detroit day in...”
– Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex
“If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want...”
– J. D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
“The television man is crazy.
Saying we’re juvenile delinquent wrecks.”
– All the Young Dudes
“It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen.”
– George Orwell, 1984
hence·forth
from this time forward
Eric: Hey Hyde, remember how you kept bringing it up when Kelso nailed my sister? I never understood why. But now I get it. It's fun! So guess what? Kelso nailed your sister, oh, uh, and another thing, Kelso nailed your sister.
Hyde: Shut up, you little twizzler.
Eric: Sticks and stones may break my bones but Kelso nailed your sister.
An Epiphany
I feel as though I am not myself. That I have never been myself. I am only pieces and parts of other people. I feel like my whole personality is stolen from others on my journey through this world. I feel as though I never had enough energy to be my own person. I am the accumulation of people I do not know anymore, people I once fond of and now despise. It is a tragedy that I cannot be an original...
“Glitter is the herpes of arts & crafts; it’s gonna stay on me forever!”
