I just came out to pick up the milk bottles and the door swung shut behind me trapping the towel that had been wrapped around my waist. Honest, officer.emilystrange wrote:what's the story, morning glory?
answers to questions posed by popular songs...
Q. Is There Anybody Out There?
A. Yes and I've cut the telephone wires so don't try and phone the police.
A. Yes and I've cut the telephone wires so don't try and phone the police.
Any more of that and we'll be round your front door with the quick-setting whitewash and the shaved monkey.
Q. Are you Shakespearienced?
A. No because it's not a real word. Neither are "chillax" nor "dancercise". Speak English ya tosser.
A. No because it's not a real word. Neither are "chillax" nor "dancercise". Speak English ya tosser.
Any more of that and we'll be round your front door with the quick-setting whitewash and the shaved monkey.
Q. Are you lonesome tonight?
A. No. When we drifted apart I called your best friend and we've been at it like bunnies ever since.
A. No. When we drifted apart I called your best friend and we've been at it like bunnies ever since.
Any more of that and we'll be round your front door with the quick-setting whitewash and the shaved monkey.
Q. What's New Pussycat?
A. Well, the ability to understand your question came as something of a surprise as does the fact that I'm answering it with more than a miaow. Are scientists going to dissect me now?
A. Well, the ability to understand your question came as something of a surprise as does the fact that I'm answering it with more than a miaow. Are scientists going to dissect me now?
Any more of that and we'll be round your front door with the quick-setting whitewash and the shaved monkey.
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Q. Post counting, whore?
A. You tell me.
A. You tell me.
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
~ Peter Steele
Q: When will I, will I be famous?
A: Around 1985. For about 6 months.
Q: Do you have to let it linger?
A: Sorry, I had eggs for breakfast. I tried wafting it with a newspaper.
Q:How deep is your love?
A:Six feet, I'm a necrophiliac.
A: Around 1985. For about 6 months.
Q: Do you have to let it linger?
A: Sorry, I had eggs for breakfast. I tried wafting it with a newspaper.
Q:How deep is your love?
A:Six feet, I'm a necrophiliac.
"Vengeance. Justice. Fire and blood.."