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Wait, I just realized I sounded like a total prick there:
I still eat and enjoy a lot of junk food, I just can't live off of it.
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Books about graffiti, and many books of fiction, are little more than junk food for your brain, in the sense that the sweet candy-coating distracts you from the fact that what you're taking sorely lacks any redeeming nutritional value.
That's to say: Junk food might taste alright, and it might even hold your appetite at bay, but you're going to be a haggard motherfucker if that's all you take in for an extended period of time.
Seeking made some great suggestions. Camus and Dostoevskey are timeless with theirs, but that's like going from training wheels to superbikes if you're not a regular reader.
I'd recommend some Huxley. He's a good jump-off point, and does an awesome job disguising his philosophies/ponderances as fiction.
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I like the shit he does as Victor Vaughn best. For example:
V. Vaughn, the traveling Vaudeville Villain
Who don't give a flying fuck who ain't not feeling him
Watch what ya' dealing him: ace, king, death card
Strong-arm the wrong man, pardon the left, god
Get money and earn it, then everything you touch turn shit
Got much to learn kid, light it up burn shit
Light it up like the Dutch when the hash melt
Only time they see him is when they need him with the cash belt
Ay carumba, now that's my number
One dry summer, as far as I remember
Burnt out, but gaining every edgy penny
Then he hit him straight to the head like Reggie Denny
Call him back when you need some more 'gnac, horse-yak
Doing 80 down the Van Wyck on horseback
Ya' man sick but he wreck tracks, puto
Get back too bro', exactamundo
Viktor the director flip a script like Rob Reiner
The way a lotta dudes rhyme their name should be "knob shiner"
For a buck, they'd likely dance the Jig or do the Hucklebuck
To Vik it's no big deal, they're just a buncha knuckle-fucks
You wonder how well would they hold up in a holding cell
It sorta had the strange makings of a tale told in hell
Like "Oh well," hold tall riches
If the Feds is really after him they'll just tell all the snitches
On borrowed-time rhymes, gassed by the silver screen
They cat like their monkey ass can heal back like Wolverine
Mellow out what y'all bellow out ya' yellow mouth
What happened to the kinda spit that used to help a fellow out?
No doubt, leave a rapper in a body cast
And wonder what he was doing while we was in a karate class
Snotty ass, it's really like he was a white-belt
Right before he "night-night" ask him how the light felt
I wouldn't take their tape if they gave it free
Maybe it's me, maybe it's V!
Throw down the key, y'all know how shit be
In the naked city, rappers is so giddy
That's no ditty, Vaughn so witty
The way he take no prisoners and show no pity
It's how son became a big man from a Black boy
To name names, a really big fan of Dan Akroyd
He feel they need to give him his own dance
This his only chance to shoot the gift like a lone glance
Or like a beef scene that leave the oo-ey smoking
Or between Hoktuo Shinken and Nanto Koukakuken
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no doubt. but i'm still allowed to call people boring fucks for not liking this show.
...and it's a good thing, otherwise the world would be incredibly boring.
nahmeen?
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Nah, really. If you can't laugh at toilet humor you're probably a really boring piece of nutsack.
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Re: BEST WAY TO PREVENT YOURSELF FROM HAVING A KID
Yeah, it's real hard to get dogs pregnant.
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it could have been waaaaaay better if it didnt take an hour to get into the plot...
No way. That's what made the movie pop.
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only people that eat at popeyes are white trailer trash, ghetto black folk with gold teeth, and fat black and white women that wear sweatpants with a matching haltertop, and carry a bag of hotcheetos in their hand, licking their red fingers while crossing the street.
And Adam Sandler.
Popeye's mashed potatoes suck. Boston Market's that crack.
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Re: JACK THE HOUSE (ACID HOUSE)
and fuck all you part timers, you guys who 'get into' electronic music because of the drugs and stop when they dont make you feel like they used to...Yeah, braaaah! BECAUSE ELECTRONIC MUSIC IS MORE THAN BLIPS AND FAKE DRUMS, IT'S A WAY OF LIFE!!!!!
...'thefuckouttahere.
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You've got to be an uptight dickhole not to see the humor in this show.
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RIP... this bums me out.
Here's a section from Man Without a Country that I found on the internet:
Many years ago, I was so innocent I still considered it possible that we could become the humane and reasonable America so many members of my generation used to dream of. We dreamed of such an America during the Great Depression, when there were no jobs. And then we fought and often died for that dream during the Second World War, when there was no peace.But I know now that there is not a chance in hell of Americas becoming humane and reasonable. Because power corrupts us, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Human beings are chimpanzees who get crazy drunk on power. By saying that our leaders are power-drunk chimpanzees, am I in danger of wrecking the morale of our soldiers fighting and dying in the Middle East? Their morale, like so many bodies, is already shot to pieces. They are being treated, as I never was, like toys a rich kid got for Christmas.
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When you get to my age, if you get to my age, which is 81, and if you have reproduced, you will find yourself asking your own children, who are themselves middle-aged, what life is all about. I have seven kids, four of them adopted.
Many of you reading this are probably the same age as my grandchildren. They, like you, are being royally shafted and lied to by our Baby Boomer corporations and government.
I put my big question about life to my biological son Mark. Mark is a pediatrician, and author of a memoir, The Eden Express. It is about his crackup, straightjacket and padded cell stuff, from which he recovered sufficiently to graduate from Harvard Medical School.
Dr. Vonnegut said this to his doddering old dad: Father, we are here to help each other get through this thing, whatever it is. So I pass that on to you. Write it down, and put it in your computer, so you can forget it.
I have to say thats a pretty good sound bite, almost as good as, Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. A lot of people think Jesus said that, because it is so much the sort of thing Jesus liked to say. But it was actually said by Confucius, a Chinese philosopher, 500 years before there was that greatest and most humane of human beings, named Jesus Christ.
The Chinese also gave us, via Marco Polo, pasta and the formula for gunpowder. The Chinese were so dumb they only used gunpowder for fireworks. And everybody was so dumb back then that nobody in either hemisphere even knew that there was another one.
But back to people, like Confucius and Jesus and my son the doctor, Mark, whove said how we could behave more humanely, and maybe make the world a less painful place. One of my favorites is Eugene Debs, from Terre Haute in my native state of Indiana. Get a load of this:
Eugene Debs, who died back in 1926, when I was only 4, ran 5 times as the Socialist Party candidate for president, winning 900,000 votes, 6 percent of the popular vote, in 1912, if you can imagine such a ballot. He had this to say while campaigning:
As long as there is a lower class, I am in it.
As long as there is a criminal element, Im of it.
As long as there is a soul in prison, I am not free.
Doesnt anything socialistic make you want to throw up? Like great public schools or health insurance for all?
How about Jesus Sermon on the Mount, the Beatitudes?
Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the Earth.
Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy.
Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the children of God.
And so on.
Not exactly planks in a Republican platform. Not exactly Donald Rumsfeld or Dick Cheney stuff.
For some reason, the most vocal Christians among us never mention the Beatitudes. But, often with tears in their eyes, they demand that the Ten Commandments be posted in public buildings. And of course thats Moses, not Jesus. I havent heard one of them demand that the Sermon on the Mount, the Beatitudes, be posted anywhere.
Blessed are the merciful in a courtroom? Blessed are the peacemakers in the Pentagon? Give me a break!
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There is a tragic flaw in our precious Constitution, and I dont know what can be done to fix it. This is it: Only nut cases want to be president.
But, when you stop to think about it, only a nut case would want to be a human being, if he or she had a choice. Such treacherous, untrustworthy, lying and greedy animals we are!
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And what did the great British historian Edward Gibbon, 1737-1794 A.D., have to say about the human record so far? He said, History is indeed little more than the register of the crimes, follies and misfortunes of mankind.
The same can be said about this mornings edition of the New York Times.
The French-Algerian writer Albert Camus, who won a Nobel Prize for Literature in 1957, wrote, There is but one truly serious philosophical problem, and that is suicide.
So theres another barrel of laughs from literature. Camus died in an automobile accident. His dates? 1913-1960 A.D.
Listen. All great literature is about what a bummer it is to be a human being: Moby Dick, Huckleberry Finn, The Red Badge of Courage, the Iliad and the Odyssey, Crime and Punishment, the Bible and The Charge of the Light Brigade.
But I have to say this in defense of humankind: No matter in what era in history, including the Garden of Eden, everybody just got there. And, except for the Garden of Eden, there were already all these crazy games going on, which could make you act crazy, even if you werent crazy to begin with. Some of the games that were already going on when you got here were love and hate, liberalism and conservatism, automobiles and credit cards, golf and girls basketball.
Even crazier than golf, though, is modern American politics, where, thanks to TV and for the convenience of TV, you can only be one of two kinds of human beings, either a liberal or a conservative.
Actually, this same sort of thing happened to the people of England generations ago, and Sir William Gilbert, of the radical team of Gilbert and Sullivan, wrote these words for a song about it back then:
I often think its comical
How nature always does contrive
That every boy and every gal
Thats born into the world alive
Is either a little Liberal
Or else a little Conservative.
Which one are you in this country? Its practically a law of life that you have to be one or the other? If you arent one or the other, you might as well be a doughnut.
If some of you still havent decided, Ill make it easy for you.
If you want to take my guns away from me, and youre all for murdering fetuses, and love it when homosexuals marry each other, and want to give them kitchen appliances at their showers, and youre for the poor, youre a liberal.
If you are against those perversions and for the rich, youre a conservative.
What could be simpler?
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My governments got a war on drugs. But get this: The two most widely abused and addictive and destructive of all substances are both perfectly legal.
One, of course, is ethyl alcohol. And President George W. Bush, no less, and by his own admission, was smashed or tiddley-poo or four sheets to the wind a good deal of the time from when he was 16 until he was 41. When he was 41, he says, Jesus appeared to him and made him knock off the sauce, stop gargling nose paint.
Other drunks have seen pink elephants.
And do you know why I think he is so pissed off at Arabs? They invented algebra. Arabs also invented the numbers we use, including a symbol for nothing, which nobody else had ever had before. You think Arabs are dumb? Try doing long division with Roman numerals.
Were spreading democracy, are we? Same way European explorers brought Christianity to the Indians, what we now call Native Americans.
How ungrateful they were! How ungrateful are the people of Baghdad today.
So lets give another big tax cut to the super-rich. Thatll teach bin Laden a lesson he wont soon forget. Hail to the Chief.
That chief and his cohorts have as little to do with Democracy as the Europeans had to do with Christianity. We the people have absolutely no say in whatever they choose to do next. In case you havent noticed, theyve already cleaned out the treasury, passing it out to pals in the war and national security rackets, leaving your generation and the next one with a perfectly enormous debt that youll be asked to repay.
Nobody let out a peep when they did that to you, because they have disconnected every burglar alarm in the Constitution: The House, the Senate, the Supreme Court, the FBI, the free press (which, having been embedded, has forsaken the First Amendment) and We the People.
About my own history of foreign substance abuse. Ive been a coward about heroin and cocaine and LSD and so on, afraid they might put me over the edge. I did smoke a joint of marijuana one time with Jerry Garcia and the Grateful Dead, just to be sociable. It didnt seem to do anything to me, one way or the other, so I never did it again. And by the grace of God, or whatever, I am not an alcoholic, largely a matter of genes. I take a couple of drinks now and then, and will do it again tonight. But two is my limit. No problem.
I am of course notoriously hooked on cigarettes. I keep hoping the things will kill me. A fire at one end and a fool at the other.
But Ill tell you one thing: I once had a high that not even crack cocaine could match. That was when I got my first drivers license! Look out, world, here comes Kurt Vonnegut.
And my car back then, a Studebaker, as I recall, was powered, as are almost all means of transportation and other machinery today, and electric power plants and furnaces, by the most abused and addictive and destructive drugs of all: fossil fuels.
When you got here, even when I got here, the industrialized world was already hopelessly hooked on fossil fuels, and very soon now there wont be any more of those. Cold turkey.
Can I tell you the truth? I mean this isnt like TV news, is it?
Heres what I think the truth is: We are all addicts of fossil fuels in a state of denial, about to face cold turkey.
And like so many addicts about to face cold turkey, our leaders are now committing violent crimes to get what little is left of what were hooked on.
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Filipinas have the biggest boobs of the Asians. That's really all you ever need to know.
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Ahh I hear you on the E thing. You'd think that with his ego that he was the movie star. Still a wannabe Michael J Fox I reckon.
Nah, not even that. Just the way he's the constant reluctant kill-joy.
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Hostel was great. Fuck anyone who says otherwise.
Then again, I was lucky enough to catch this shit when it first came out; without having heard anything about it, so I got the full effect: I honestly thought I was watching a 'bong-tokes and beer' movie until people started disappearing.
The transition from 'Euro-trip-party-movie!' to 'Oh my fucking god where am I and how did I get here?!?!' was butter. It was like watching the cast of Van Wilder get disconnected from their cheery, happy-go-lucky lives and thrust full-force into a very cold, distant and harsh reality.
I don't know what more a horror flick needs to be considered 'good'.
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I was so happy to see Gugino as their new agent. It'd be awesome if we see her tits, but I know it ain't gonna happen.
Word.
My prediction for the season:
They're going to spin her as the agent who 'doesn't date clients'. Vince is going to try to smash through the season and she's going to deny him the gash. Eventually they hook up. The secks is going to complicate their 'professional relationship', and by the end of the season Piven will be their agent again.
P.S. The more I watch the show, the more I can't fucking stand E.
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Re: JACK THE HOUSE (ACID HOUSE)
The only house I remember liking was that Steve Sax guy from Chicago.
I'm not going to comment any further.
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I thought this thread was going to be a story about you eating something that you thought was gum, but wasn't.
same here. I was kinda hoping he ate one of those dip-stick piss tests or something.
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Re: ignorant racist bullshit is tired, so stop and play bongos
I scream on people for being hateful weird-asses all the time.
I'm not some mushy, ultra-liberal faggot, either. I just happen to be living around a lot of really dumb, small-town, boring blue-collar white people that've never really known a black dude outside of jail, or a probation lobby.
The sad part is that I still defend dumbshits like these when people try to dismiss them as 'stupid white trash'.
People are dumb as fuck.
I'm getting tired of holding hands and doing the thinking for them.
Does that sound arrogant?
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No offense, Suki, but Koreans really are some of the angriest people I've ever met.
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The ONLY episode I didn't like was the FINAL EPISODE OF SEASON FIVE.
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I've been watching this show since the kickoff, and, basically, it's 'I Wish That Was My Life'-TV.
My friend caught the first episode and told me to check it out because he thought it was decent.
At first, I hated it because, like someone already said, I felt like I was watching Sex in the City for dudes, and I try to hate stuff like that on principle.
Call it snobbery. That's fine by me.
Then, eventually, I got over myself and decided not to be a prick (for once), watched the first season and found myself loving it from start to finish.
It's sorta metro-as-fuck but consistantly well-written, and every episode manages to cover a LOT in it's 26-minute slot.
I'm a fan.
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The only 'Bape' shit I own I got for free... and I have to admit, it's kind of nice.
I'd never pay for that stuff, tho.
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Steak's steak. Bleeding, black or brown i'll devour that shit any day of the week*.
*Assuming we're not talking boot-sole buffet steak.
Shaking the gay off so I don't kill someone...w/AIDS
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"I don't think I'll be making it in today. Someone smashed my fucking windshield last night.."
It's so unexpected that it always works.