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Hillary Lashes Out at Ann Coulter

'Godless' Author Coulter Unknown At Church She Claims To Attend

Oh, Mister Digital, you truly possess one of the most mischievous online personas. Now, read it and post your impressions or I'll cry! Honest!

Enescu's obscure? That's a shame. I believe he even conducted the New York Philharmonic before the war. He was one of the most famous Romanians to have fled to France. Cioran and Ionesco being the other two greats. There were some festivals in his honour last year, both in Bucharest and NY, 50 years since his death. Completely unrelated, have you heard any Glenn Branca?

I know no one really cares at this stage, but ^ that's been edited into the main text. Opinions? Cheers, Meta, I realise I can be a tedious tiring bore of man when I'm craving for sleep. This has to be one of the most most mod-edited threads in recent forum history.

Oh how I miss the days this thread encompassed titles of borderline decent songs. Long gone, I know the world has washed its face, its teeth and its hands of them. I'm just living in the past. A dying idealist, a throbbing youth mugged by the severely amputated annoyance of good taste! And by that pretentious sentence, I'm calling for the return of the one true Musopticon. Killdozer - Lupus

I get it now. Shame my Brit-inspired legal knowledge is not up to date. I'm crying like the little bitch I am. Oh poo.

Could you elaborate on that? I fail to see why two homosexual males\females would be less likely to battle it out in court. What am I missing?

Guitar Wolf - Summertime Blues Because I am awesome.

At its basis, marriage is two or more primates reciprocally ****ing for long periods of time.

That's a Misfits cover.

Perhaps I should rewrite Iain's passage in a more distinctive style? And swap the next two paragraphs? I realise now that his writing style is somewhat similar to The Narrator's. It was supposed to show how akin two drifters can be, yet still, in a way, different. Iain has his own background and that too is seen in his technique. He's more showy, I think, more prone to wild externalizing, more accepting of what society calls for in a man. In his dying moments he's still focused on what the world demands of all of us. That, I believe, is what annoyed The Narrator.

Don't mind DL, she's just drunk. The Pogues - The Band Played Waltzing Matilda

Define at first. Did you realise he was not during the "Crash" paragraph? Oh, that depends on how much the Narrator is willing to share. His actions show those feelings not the man himself, he's not very introspective. He's not one to talk about his feelings much, I think he'd prefer some booze myself. The man's all about action.

Wait. Iain is not The Narrator. Iain is the poor drifter The Narrator discovers at the crash site. His letter was written on the napkin. The one the Narrator was hardly fond off. Uh, did anyone else think of Iain as The Narrator? I need to know this.

Because you are spamming my thread, and not contributing anything worthy of the topic's good name. Like a song title. Or something. Brotha Lynch Hung feat. Makaveli - Corpse Came 2 Dinner RMX

Seldom hearing the distant thunder in her lovers ambivalent sighs He was not honest She was not sure A great grandmother Had sacrificed the family's clarity for God in the late 1800's Nonetheless she had allowed him to mispronounce her name Which had eventually led to her misinterpreating her own dreams And later doubting them But The night was young She the firstborn daughter of water faced darkness and smiled Took mystery as her lover And raised light as her child

Bad Religion - The Positive Aspect Of Negative Thinking Let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast We have seen it through the accolades and rested in it's lea Syntactic is our elegance, incisive our disease The swath endogenous of ourselves will be our quandary Saul Williams - 1987 "Uh, uh, I've seen you before, I've been you and more I was the one bearing the pitcher of water I rent the large upper room Furnished with tidings of your doom Or pleasure, whichever feathers[?] decree." Yo Ralph is he talking to me? "No I'm talking to the sea son's resurrected I'm the solstice of the day I bring news from the blues of the Caspian" My man laughs, he's one them crazy mother****ers Turn the music back up - 'cause I'm the E-Double' "Wait, but but but but I know the volume of the sea And sound waves as I will Will you allow me to be at your service?" My man Ralph is nervous. He believes That this strange tounge deceives And maybe he's been informed that He's pushing gats hidden in the back, beneath the floor mats Come on Jack, we don't have time For your bull**** or playin A'salaam a something' or another "Wait isn't Juanita your mother? I told you I know you, now grant me a moment"

What do you usually read? I've been trying to broaden my literary horizons. I bought: William S. Burroughs' The Western Lands, Philip K. Dick's The Man in the High Castle, Louis-Ferdinand C

You meant the article? I assumed you were referring to the thread.

Different timezone. Been 6-6-6 for 42 minutes.

Hehehe. You've yet to comment on the whole story, you sneak feline, you! : ( I've amended the story. Well, you can all thank Walsingham for editing it. Cheers.

The US is a secular democracy. I do not support the US government's current political agenda. I am Romanian. You presume too much.