Pariah

But it all was bull****! It was a ******* joke! And when I think of you, Linda, I hope you ******* choke!

New Topic: Three Songs featuring Female Vocalists (Pretty sure we've done this before, but we're doing it again.)

In this place, are you really surprised?

My high school's boys basketball team just won the state title--for the first time in the 60+ year history of the school. Several of those boys are/have been my students.

Cross-dressing trees?!

So what? Iceland's not ice, is it?

Since you've been gone, well it feels like I've been chewing on tinfoil Since you've been gone, it's like I've got a great big mouthful of cod liver oil Well, it feels just like I stuck my hand inside a blender and turned it on You know I've been in a buttload of pain since you've been gone Since you've been gone It couldn't hurt any more if you dropped a two-ton bowling ball on my toes Since you've been gone I couldn't feel any worse if you shoved a red-hot cactus up my nose Since you've been gone, well it feels like I'm getting tetanus shots every day Since you've been gone, it's like I've got an ice cream headache that won't go away Ever since the day you left me, I've been so miserable my dear I feel almost as bad as I did when you were still here

Anybody want a peanut?

Is a wump's head plumper than its rump?

Exhaustion wins this time, I'm afraid.

Last night I went down to the railroad tracks To watch that train roll by 99 cars screaming into the dark I heard the lonesome whistle cry With her name on my arm and the rain coming down I kissed her like it was the first time I took her down to the railroad tracks, and her red, red lips touched mine She said,"I wanna rock and roll Wanna hoochie coo Shake that thing Baby, love me do" The woman's got a walk to make a man cry, throw back his head and howl Ruby red lips, liquid hips, more than the law will allow If I told her once, I told her twice I must of told her a thousand times I got a red hot mind and a cold black heart I am the jealous kind The woman just laughed and said, "Sweet Daddy You know you are the only one You're my smooth lover boy, my heartache and joy Com on let's have some fun. I wanna rock and roll Wanna hoochie coo Shake that thing Baby, love me do" It was early last night, I went downtown To a place called Johnny's Last Stand Through the blues and the smoke I saw her on the dance floor She's with another man The dead man's name was Louie Dupree I pushed the little button on my knife I walked up and said, "Hello boys and girls Have you enjoyed your life?" It's time to rock and roll It's time to hoochie coo Shake that thing Baby, love me do Last night I went down to the railroad tracks To watch that train roll by 99 cars screaming into the dark I heard the lonesome whistle cry With her name on my arm and the rain coming down I kissed her for the very last time I took her down to the railroad track and her dead, red lips touched mine I wanna rock and roll Wanna hoochie coo Shake that thing Baby, love me do Rock and roll Hoochie coo Shake that thing Baby, love me do

Would you ask it in a thread? Would you ask it stuck in bed?

Star Trek reruns on channel 2 after the 9:00 news. Doctor Who (Tom Baker / Peter Davison era) on channel 6.

What does déjà vu feel like?

Growing up near Denver, we got seven different stations on broadcast TV: channel 2 (independent), channel 4 (NBC), channel 5 (independent, out of Cheyenne), channel 6 (PBS), channel 7 (CBS), channel 9 (ABC), and channel 12 (PBS). Later, Fox appeared on channel 31.

What is the difference between 'repetitive', 'monotonous', and 'redundant'?

Stealing down an ally on a cold dark night I see a halo in the rain around the street light I stop and look, and listen to the sound As the raindrops penetrate the silence all around Alone, I gaze into the glistening street The distant thunder echoing my heartbeat Urging me on to a secret goal Away from the light from this lamp on a pole So I turn, slip away into the rain Drifting like a spirit through the shadows in the lane Clutching the tools of my trade in my hand An old box of matches and a gasoline can Darkness envelopes the scene like a shroud A veil of emptiness hangs from the clouds Filling up the cracks in this desolate place Cradled by the night in an icy embrace Moving through the town like a ghost in the rain A dim reflection in a dark window pane Blackness beckons from every side Creeping all around like an incoming tide A broken window in an empty house I slip inside and begin to douse The whole place with the fuel that will feed the fire And push back the night, taking me higher On out of the darkness in a deafening roar The match in my hand is the key to the door A simple turn of the wrist will suffice To open a passage to paradise I pause, I think about the past and the gloom The smell of gasoline permeates the room Everyone has a little secret he keeps I light the fires while the city sleeps The match makes a graceful arc to the floor And time stands still as I turn for the door Which explodes in a fireball and throws me to the street I hit the ground running with the flames at my feet Reaching for the night which recoils from the fire The raindrops hiss like a devilish choir Dying in the flames with a terrible sound Calling all the names of the sleepers all around But then in the arms of the night, they lay Their dreams sprout wings and fly away Out of the houses in a gathering flock Swarming overhead as I hurry down the block I make my escape with the greatest of ease And savor the darkness, drop to my knees And the lightless window, my hand on the latch I reach in my pocket, and pull out a match

Wait, what was the question?

...except that we didn't have cable. (Not everyone did in those far-distant, benighted times.)

Hey, I'm old enough to remember when MTV played music videos!

Isn't it assumed? I mean, who doesn't like Happy Days?

Are you saying The Fonz was endothermic?

Why is it considered bad if sharks are jumped over?

I want a girl with a mind like a diamond I want a girl who knows what's best I want a girl with shoes that cut And eyes that burn like cigarettes I want a girl with the right allocations Who's fast and thorough and sharp as a tack She playing with her jewelry, she's putting up her hair She's touring the facility and picking up the slack I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket I want a girl who gets up early I want a girl who stays up late I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity Who uses a machete to cut through red tape With fingernails that shine like justice And a voice that is dark like tinted glass She's fast and thorough and sharp as a tack She's touring the facility and picking up the slack I want a girl with a short skirt and a long, long jacket I want a girl with a smooth liquidation I want a girl with good dividends At Citibank we'll meet accidentally We'll start to talk when she borrows my pen She wants a car with a cupholder armrest She wants a car that will get her there She's changing her name from Kitty to Karen She's trading her MG for a white Chrysler LeBaron I want a girl with a short skirt and a long jacket

Well, we've been everyplace between here and South Sioux And we've seen us a truckstop waitress or two But this gal's built like a burlap bag full of bobcats She's got it together