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Birthday
1987-01-06
Gender
Male
Location
My happy place, which happens to have a dead body in it -_-'
Member Since
2003-08-10
Occupation
Proffesional Bum and Angel of Death
Real Name
Dr. Phil
Personal
Achievements
i think the mere fact that that i am still here on the earth after OVER 20 years is an achievement in and of itself. ive done a bunch of other stuffs too...
Anime Fan Since
Jan 2001 (tho i liked pokemon b4 dat)
Favorite Anime
Cowboy Bebop, all Gundam, Evangelion, stuff by Mokoto Shinkai, Saikano, Midori No Hibi and many many many more
Goals
to rid the world of normal people and set up a chain of islands which will be a paradise for all otaku.
Hobbies
anime-what else?
Talents
i am the luckiest bastard alive. i am l337. and i am quite artistic. i have magic fingers.
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Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Sharkey and George. The crime busters of the sea..sharkey and george, its a fishy mystery...
who used to watch that.
*sticks his hand up*
that was a cool show.
I have to be brief today. I have more work to do (darn teachers) and tonight im going up to London for no reason what so ever. It was like this:
Mum: Any reason why you boys (me and my bro) cant get a dinner at school tomorrow?
Us: No. why?
Mum: I was thinking we could meet dad up at London and maybe see a show or watch a movie or something.
Us: 0.o ...okay...
so we're going up to London. so i gotta go and get a dinner now, and then I have work to do, so im trying to be brief. It also means I wont be able to visit your sites today. well, maybe if im quick.
so, to keep you intrigued and interested and stuff, a couple of sets of lyrics from songs i like. TTFN.
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me
Yeah I got a first class ticket
But I'm as blue as a boy can be
Then I'm walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel
Saw the ghost of Elvis
On Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him
They just hovered 'round his tomb
But there's a pretty little thing
Waiting for the King
Down in the Jungle Room
(Chorus)
They've got catfish on the table
They've got gospel in the air
And Reverend Green be glad to see you
When you haven't got a prayer
But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis
Now Muriel plays piano
Every Friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see her
And they asked me if I would --
Do a little number
And I sang with all my might
And she said --
"Tell me are you a Christian child?"
And I said "Ma'am I am tonight"
(Chorus)
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
Marc Cohn- "Walking in Memphis"
and now for a particular fav of mine:
I want my money back
I want my money back
It's all or nothing
And nothing's all I ever get
Every time I turn it on
I burn it up and burn it out
It's always something
There's always something going wrong
That's the only guarantee
That's what this is all about
It's a never ending attack
Everything's a lie, and that's a fact
Life is a lemon and I want my money back!
And all the morons
And all the stooges with their coins
They're the ones who make the rules
It's not a game - it's just a rout
There's desperation
There's desperation in the air
It leaves a stain on all your clothes
And no detergant gets it out
And we're always slipping through the the cracks
Then the movie's over - fade to black
Life is a lemon and I want my money back!
I want my money back
I want my money back
What about love?
It's defective!
It's always breaking in half
What about sex?!
It's defective!
It's never built to really last
What about your family?
It's defective!
All the batteries are shot
What about your friends?
They're defective!
All the parts are out of stock
What about hope?
It's defective!
It's corroded and decayed
What about faith?
It's defective!
It's tattered and it's frayed
What about your Gods?
They're defective!
They forgot the warranty
What about your town?
It's defective!
It's a dead end street to me
What about your school?
It's defective!
It's a pack of useless lies
What about your work?
It's defective!
It's a crock and then you die
What about your childhood?
It's defective!
It's dead and buried in the past
What about your future?
It's defective!
And you can shove it up your ass!!
I want my money back
I want my money back
It's all or nothing
And nothing's all I ever get
Every time I turn it on
I burn it up and burn it out
It's a never ending attack
Everything's a lie, and that's a fact
Life is a lemon and I want my money back!
And we're always slipping through the the cracks
Then the movie's over-fade to black
Life is a lemon and I want my money back!
"Life is a Lemon" Meatloaf. and to finish, one more Meatloaf song:
Hey Ricky, now mine is empty, how about one for you
We could sell it out together, seems tomorrow's overdue
Captain Video, done went home, one pilot laid to rest
And dragon ladies now talk that talk, about who loves who, who loves best
Silver bullets in the jukebox, spin another round
Everybody at the back of the line, it's midnight at the lost and found
Midnight at the lost and found, lost souls in the hunting ground
A remedy for all your ills, at the lost and found
Midnight at the lost and found, midnight
Have a double, it's gettin' late, you'll get home, just rely on fate
Place just finally came alive, good old boys just arrived
Stools keep changin' faces, and the night just slips away
And like a long distance love affair, soon you've got to pay
Silver bullets in the jukebox, spin another round
Everybody at the back of the line, it's midnight at the lost and found
(chorus)
Hangin' on barely, hitch a ride away
Belly up and bury, boy, all the hurt you feel today
Hangin' on barely, hitch a ride away
Belly up and bury, boy, all the hurt you feel today
Silver bullets in the jukebox, spin another round
Everybody get back in line, last call for the lost and found
(chorus repeats out...)
"Midnight at the Lost and Found"
and thats all from me. see y'all tomorrow.
*rushes out to get lunch*
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