Copper Feel

How can people devote enough time to collecting pornography to develop "favourite" porn stars? Now granted, I'm not really a consumer of it anway, but on the (extremely) rare occasion that my curiousity is piqued, I'll just do a general search for whatever I want to watch. Also: do those of you who compiled the lists in the thread in question actually pay money for porn?

Wow, The Thread Killer really is a mental retard.

White rice.

I nominate rice. Sure, it's virtually tasteless, but it greatly improves the quality of food that isn't.

I despise Piper at the Gates of Dawn, and all of the childish-psychadelic-nonsense it entails.

As a follow up: which of my previous TSM handles should I always use a variation of?

Do you think that my new TSM handle might pass mere misogyny and go straight into dullness? I somewhat regret conceptualising it already.

You're insinuating that Morrissey's a homosexual, aren't you?

I think I was banned due to inactivity, having only ever made one post. It was regarding my desire to read In Cold Blood, something that I never quite got around to doing.

I don't drink cider, but that's more due to my adversity w/r/t people stereotyping themselves than anything else.

Unspecified.

I use athletic as my body type on Myspace, and I have no visible muscle outside of my legs. I set it because I'm a runner, and being lanky does help me with that.

A lot of Zappa's records are companion pieces to each other. That doesn't mean that they were released as part of the same package, just that they share many musical elements. He was so prolific that this was bound to happen from time to time. I was refering to the semantic field of instruments that appear on Waka/Jawaka.

My compulsive need to sign myself up for everything like this would only have done me harm in the long run, so it's a good job that I missed the registration period.

Frank Zappa - Waka/Jawaka (1972) Sure, "Your Mouth" and "It Might Just Be a One Shot Deal" are both perfectly good songs, but the title track and "Big Swifty" - the album's two expansive instrumentals - are where its real meat and potatos are to be found. I'm a complete and total novice when it comes to jazz, but the common theme amongst that which I have enjoyed, is that guitars play a prominent role throughout. That's especially true here, with Zappa's electric taking main stage alongside a wonderfully complimentary supporting cast of electric piano, baritone horn, tenor sax, trumpet, bass clarinet, flugelhorn and chimes. Not wanting to allow one of my write ups to descend into a mere semantic field, I shall also note that The Grand Wazoo, which Agent selected earlier, is a companion piece to this record.

Brody is both everything I would want to be, and everything I'd never want to be at the same time. It makes for quite the contrast. He's not going to get banned on the previously banned poster rule (which the new regime has admitedly eased up on a lot) is he? I'd hate to have to say "fare thee well" to such a luminary!

No, it was definitely the dude in the picture.

Why is Matt Young attempting to associate himself with the Westboro Baptist Church?

Wait, that dude eventually joined their church? Granted, I only saw the beggining of his documentry, but he appeared to reserve nothing but criticism for them.

More like 12 million actually, only half of the Nazi party's (homeland) victims were Jewish.

Also, when will skinny jeans die out? The only purpose they really serve is as a pointer not to talk to whoever's wearing them.

"Against" would be a better word than "for" in that sentence.

Click was fine in parts, a lot of it filled me with pure unadulterated warm embarrassment though.

Finally, a non self referential post from TaigaStar!

Right about now, NWA court is in full effect. Judge Dre presiding in the case of NWA versus the police department. Prosecuting attourneys are MC Ren, Ice Cube, and Eazy muthafuckin E. Order, order, order. Ice Cube, take the muthafuckin stand. Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothin but the truth so help your black ass? Why don't you tell everybody what the fuck you gotta say? Fuck tha police Comin straight from the underground Young nigga got it bad cuz I'm brown And not the other color so police think They have the authority to kill a minority Fuck that shit, cuz I ain't tha one For a punk muthafucka with a badge and a gun To be beatin on, and throwin in jail We could go toe to toe in the middle of a cell Fuckin with me cuz I'm a teenager With a little bit of gold and a pager Searchin my car, lookin for the product Thinkin every nigga is sellin narcotics You'd rather see me in the pen Then me and Lorenzo rollin in the Benzo Beat tha police outta shape And when I'm finished, bring the yellow tape To tape off the scene of the slaughter Still can't swallow bread and water I don't know if they fags or what Search a nigga down and grabbin his nuts And on the other hand, without a gun they can't get none But don't let it be a black and a white one Cuz they slam ya down to the street top Black police showin out for the white cop Ice Cube will swarm On any muthafucka in a blue uniform Just cuz I'm from the CPT, punk police are afraid of me A young nigga on a warpath And when I'm finished, it's gonna be a bloodbath Of cops, dyin in LA Yo Dre, I got somethin to say Fuck the police (4X) M. C. Ren, will you please give your testimony to the jury about this fucked up incident. Fuck tha police and Ren said it with authority because the niggaz on the street is a majority. A gang, is with whoever I'm stepping and the motherfuckin' weapon is kept in a stash box, for the so-called law wishin' Ren was a nigga that they never saw Lights start flashin behind me But they're scared of a nigga so they mace me to blind me But that shit don't work, I just laugh Because it gives em a hint not to step in my path To the police I'm sayin fuck you punk Readin my rights and shit, it's all junk Pullin out a silly club, so you stand With a fake assed badge and a gun in your hand But take off the gun so you can see what's up And we'll go at it punk, I'ma fuck you up Make ya think I'm a kick your ass But drop your gat, and Ren's gonna blast I'm sneaky as fuck when it comes to crime But I'm a smoke em now, and not next time Smoke any muthafucka that sweats me Or any assho that threatens me I'm a sniper with a hell of a scope Takin out a cop or two, they can't cope with me The muthafuckin villian that's mad With potential to get bad as fuck So I'm a turn it around Put in my clip, yo, and this is the sound Ya, somethin like that, but it all depends on the size of the gat Takin out a police would make my day But a nigga like Ren don't give a fuck to say Fuck the police (4X) I'm tired of the muthafuckin jackin Sweatin my gang while I'm chillin in the shackin Shining tha light in my face, and for what Maybe it's because I kick so much BUTT I kick ass, or maybe cuz I blast On a stupid assed nigga when I'm playin with the trigga Of any Uzi or an AK Cuz the police always got somethin stupid to say They put up my picture with silence Cuz my identity by itself causes violence The E with the criminal behavior Yeah, I'm a gansta, but still I got flavor Without a gun and a badge, what do ya got? A sucka in a uniform waitin to get shot, By me, or another nigga. and with a gat it don't matter if he's smarter or bigger [MC Ren: Sidle him, kid, he's from the old school, fool] And as you all know, E's here to rule Whenever I'm rollin, keep lookin in the mirror And there's no cue, yo, so I can hear a Dumb muthafucka with a gun And if I'm rollin off the 8, he'll be tha one That I take out, and then get away And while I'm drivin off laughin This is what I'll say Fuck the police (4X) The verdict. The jury has found you guilty of bein a redneck, whitebread, chickenshit muthafucka. Wait, that's a lie. That's a goddamn lie. I want justice! I want justice! Fuck you, you black muthafucka!