Holy $#!@, aside fom the PCD, that's my list...I'd have to add: Coal Chamber Black Stone Cherry Korn Godsmack Celldweller Charlie Drown Flyleaf Garbage She Speaks Sadness (I knew Josh in SC) and Smashing Pumpkins, who I hated until I heard "I/eye."
Cats, I'm starting to lean toward dogs though, I'd like something that barks when there's an intruder...Better yet, I'll give an armed midget free rent. (Sorry, little people)
Well, I'm guessing not every family has professional chefs in the family like mine does. Personally I don't have a sweet tooth and that seems to be the main focus of Christmas food (I'm a Thanksgiving Day man), give me a baked potato and the green bean/fried onion casserole any day. I'm also allergic to milk products(to the point of paralysis) and that gets in the way.
Orchestral/strings/classical, Heavy metal, Heavy Industrail, Gothic, Eurometal(some), Classic rock, real Scottish music(not the high pitch stuff, that's mostly Irish influence), it has to be inventive and mostly bass.
Sometimes we can't see beyond our own troubles to understand how good we've got it.
-Rooted- To grow we must experience rain; cold, wet moments that seem like they will never end. They end. Clouds almost never part all a once. You see a bright spot, a shaft of light, then bit by bit the blue sky is revealed and the thing you've hoped for, yearned for and idealized becomes reality.
...In fact, you may never see rain again...
Happy Holidays folks and remember your blessings. I know I have to keep reminding myself.
First I would like to apologize to blubber-butt, right-wing, toddler midgets everywhere, especially the reindeer enthusiasts… but the elves had it coming.
Jingle Hell Jingle Bells… what the hell? Santa’s blown away; N.O.R.A.D. blew his blubber butt from here to Santa Fe. Children ask, parents cringe; don’t know what to say. Reindeer meat rains from the sky the whole damn holiday. Cookies left, presents missed, toddlers pitch a fit. All those children who’ve been good all year are really pissed. Carols sung, heads are hung; old elves met his end, bunch of angry midgets up north scramble to defend. Star Wars aims, melts the ice; midgets learn to swim, find Bin Laden’s missile never did make it to him. (gasp, he must have gotten coal) Satellite glows at night, falling to the ground, Georgie boy’s axis of evil, a new spoke has found.
Here's to deflowering pop culture one hallmark at a time.
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RE: How Many Women Go Ga Ga Over A Man Who Has Hair All Over?
This guy's got NAD's.<<<<<<<Not a waxer. Have shaved, it would take a special kind of woman to do it again.