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Waiting Around to Die Lyrics: By townes van zandt Sometimes I don

Stoicism was invented in 1883 by Hungarian born Joseph Stoic. Joseph had been arranged to marry to a rather brutish woman named Mirna Polivsky. At first Joseph and Mirna fought constantly, and then would engage in errotic encounters involving various soups. This caused Joseph to experience both extreme highs and lows, but also to become very fat. In an attempt to halt his obesity, Joseph invented a technique that would allow him to avoid both the fierce confrontations, and the unholy desire for soup that burned within, and Stoicism was born. Later he would also go on to discover botox.

Fighting for the right to pledge your allegiance in public is infantile Why not get a job at McDonalds and really show your undying servitude for the good 'ole U.S.A.

Well, if you liked the original, or read the book, pretty crappy. That's a little vague, lets just say that the mood was a little off, and everytime the movie would reapproach it, it would quickly back off again. Make sense? No, not really. I really didn't feel like the acting was bad or anything, and I even really liked the cinematography, but somewhere the movie loss its power that it never really had. I always assumed the point of the original movie was to "softly" rub your face in the limits of your own scope, but this film just didn't do that

Nope. Anyway I thought that it was o.k. But, I just saw Soderbergh's Solaris, so I've been down.

See thats the problem with kids today, with their hula hoops, and sidewalk chalk; I'm glad that some one finnally decided to step in and protect kids from things their parent tend to totally ignore

Ya, but that picture really takes me back. Back to when the game had infinite possiblilities for greatness. When I was sure that the Handmaiden's chest must have been some sort of secret lightsaber compartment like Artoo in ROTJ. When Atris must have been a well thought out characters, who's role would be essential to defeating the Sith Lords. And when Atton would surely weild a pink lightsaber with the warrior's spirit of one of those interior designers on one of those remodeling shows. Alas, those where the days

I really liked alot of the music from the first Splinter Cell game.

Both characters are about equal in my eyes, as their motivations are a bit shoddy.

Bend Down Low ----Bob Marley

How about, Social Animalcracker

And then theres Dumptruck New York City soothing my itchy itchy month of May Time has passed for Ms. Onassis, decay on display I don't want to go down I don't want to go down I don't want to go down like she did And I can't understand why something good's got to die before we miss it Mumbled talk through pigeon park And Hastings is wasting away religiously they seem to sin Buy, sell or trade for amens I just don't want to feel I just don't want to feel I just don't want to feel- like they feel Hollow body for sound, trade a coat for a gown Way up in my arms you know I love you just a little bit more Raisin' nose down to chin Smoke after smoke they all trickle in Anything, for anything, and ending up with nothing Simple pimpled young man Sores all over his hands He's sleeping, not so silently I'll mop the floors for you all I'm a fly on the wall Really big and listening Burned a hand of a friend of mine And Bub I know that you could fly a mile high You told me nothing's ever gonna come between Nothing's ever gonna come between Nothing's ever gonna come between My dumptruck and me

Lemonade There's such a thing as self opinion And this far down South I have no self-control If anbody else feels like a nobody Well then your gonna have to look out for you I'll colour green verything believed in But I keep screaming for my glass of lemonade I walk around and it feels good to be movin' The breeze that's blowin' through cannot be found Jump on the trolley that's headed for all the hollering And then you're gonna have to look out for you In desperate need of a little more religion To nurse your God like point of view Fool on the sheetroof you gotta lay down in your ruins The river flowin' by, is way too big to bound If I should speak up, and say hello Mr. Uppercut Oh, how nice to have avoided you I'll bloody bleed on everything I'm seeing But I keep screaming for that glass of lemonade Too much, too much, too much Lemonade Too much, too much, too much Lemonade Too much, too much, too much Lemonade Too much, too much, too much Lemonade Too much, too much, too much Lemonade Good song

Nothing could be more condemning

Congrads on the successful spawning

I concur By the end of K2 everything, what there was of Trayus academy just seemed tacked-on, and the ending uber-lame.

not till al gore came on to the scene... taks <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Nah. Bob Dole is the oldest man alive. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Older then CHEney?

Mike Tyson- there was something about him that really scared me.

The Shins- New Slang

Ya I know the feeling

Ya, but with drugs, and really everything, its hard to overcome a youth's immortality complex

Thats probaly true, but only because we are told that "drugs" across the board, will kill us. When someone gets ahold of pot for the first time and the worse thing that happens is a bad case of the munchies, and uncontrollable giggling, a reasonable person might ask, "What else were they wrong about?"

You're mistaken

We have a Russel Crow fan with us tonight. Lets give it up for that tiny, tiny man

Theres so many, I don't know where to start, oh wait, yes I do. Joel Shumacher. You know its funny, you can talk about killing as many celeb, as you want, but say you want to kill the president, and you're on "probation" on these boards