i'd be terrified if cap'n kirk was about
Week Sixteen:
Day One Hundred and Seven:
He's a cunning one and he's out there, stalking the red shirts of the world, just his presence near them is enough to bring doom and disaster falling down upon their head and...well...really it hurts. Why couldn't it have been the ones wearing pea green? Now that's a colour that deserved a bit of hurting. Or....oooh yes beige. The name sounds even sounds boring. Saying it you can just feel your voice dropping and dropping till it's nothing but a drone.
Beiiiiiiiiigggggeeeeeeeezzzzzzzz.
Does anyone else head start bobbing in boxing fashion every time Eye of the tiger comes on? I just noticed it happening there just now. It's like the sound of the charmers pipe to a snake, you just can't help following it. Even though it's the movement of the pipe and not the sound of the music that charms the snake. But lets not allow facts to ruin things. Facts have their place but that place will never be here.
Facts are all fine and dandy but they do seem to be the killjoy of the imagination. You're sitting there daydreaming that you're an international superhero who can fly through the cosmos before coming home to you enormous castle next to a lake on top of a mountain floating high above the cities and then along comes the facts to inform you that it has just exploded from all the preposterous claims, hope and intents that have just been expressed.
So if someone offers you a fact, just say no.
i'd be terrified if cap'n kirk was about
Week Sixteen:
Day One Hundred and Seven:
He's a cunning one and he's out there, stalking the red shirts of the world, just his presence near them is enough to bring doom and disaster falling down upon their head and...well...really it hurts. Why couldn't it have been the ones wearing pea green? Now that's a colour that deserved a bit of hurting. Or....oooh yes beige. The name sounds even sounds boring. Saying it you can just feel your voice dropping and dropping till it's nothing but a drone.
Beiiiiiiiiigggggeeeeeeeezzzzzzzz.
Does anyone else head start bobbing in boxing fashion every time Eye of the tiger comes on? I just noticed it happening there just now. It's like the sound of the charmers pipe to a snake, you just can't help following it. Even though it's the movement of the pipe and not the sound of the music that charms the snake. But lets not allow facts to ruin things. Facts have their place but that place will never be here.
Facts are all fine and dandy but they do seem to be the killjoy of the imagination. You're sitting there daydreaming that you're an international superhero who can fly through the cosmos before coming home to you enormous castle next to a lake on top of a mountain floating high above the cities and then along comes the facts to inform you that it has just exploded from all the preposterous claims, hope and intents that have just been expressed.
So if someone offers you a fact, just say no.