Grkf... bluhhh... MWQRFL.
Jul. 6th, 2004 06:15 amI found this thing on someone else's journal.
I... I...
...I...
I DON'T -KNOW- WHAT THE HELL THIS IS. But I've been gleefully making it auto-repeat itself for the last hour.
It's the most jaw-dropping music video I personally have EVER SEEN.
Just... watch it. And don't blame me. (Blame
goggle_kid, whose journal I found it on.)
(Also, I don't know who that pink haired chick is, but she reminds me of R. Dorothy Wainright, only with WAY less self respect. I think I may have a crush in a hopeless, fawning, pink and robotic kind of way.)
I... I...
...I...
I DON'T -KNOW- WHAT THE HELL THIS IS. But I've been gleefully making it auto-repeat itself for the last hour.
It's the most jaw-dropping music video I personally have EVER SEEN.
Just... watch it. And don't blame me. (Blame
(Also, I don't know who that pink haired chick is, but she reminds me of R. Dorothy Wainright, only with WAY less self respect. I think I may have a crush in a hopeless, fawning, pink and robotic kind of way.)
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Date: 2004-07-06 05:24 am (UTC)I'll have you know this was the first thing I saw upon waking up this morning. And I fear it may have set the tone for the week.
I AM MORE STRONGER THAN DARRRRtH VAPOR.
That is all. Carry on.
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Date: 2004-07-06 06:25 am (UTC)I put my buttplug into your socket...
Only thing that can stop us is flat tire.
*blinks a few more times*
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Date: 2004-07-06 07:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-06 06:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-06 11:59 am (UTC)You, my friend, are a seriously sick puppy and in dire need of therapy.
Report to my office 7am sharp tomorrow. I will see what I can do, though I have little hope.....
;)
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Date: 2004-07-06 12:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-06 12:31 pm (UTC)Creativity is a weapon, and I can only hope that it has fataly wounded me and won't leave me with this painful fucking headache for the rest of time.
I could go on about how the boogey man is real too, but I'm too busy resisting the urge to shave everything in sight and trying to not think about how bad it would smell if i set his mustache on fire.
*scampers away, whimpering...*
That was terrible... You're parents will receive letters instructing them to love you less.
--flutter