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Post by Delicious Meatball Sub on Feb 11, 2013 13:35:40 GMT -5
So my mother is legit terrified that the Pope's resignation is fulfilling the Prophecy of Malachy and will bring the end times. This, at least, is a welcome change from her blaming Obama for the end times.
So my mother is legit terrified that the Pope's resignation is fulfilling the Prophecy of Malachy and will bring the end times. This, at least, is a welcome change from her blaming Obama for the end times.
That's the paygrade just above Mod, right? Do they piss test?
Upside: Disco Stick Cool bedazzled hat All the wine you can drink You get to ride around in a cool, bullet proof box Chicks for dayz (all married to Jesus, but still, the Vatican is climbing with broads) Rome Heaven
Downside: Celibacy Latin Catholic guilt The Rosary takes like 40 minutes, and that is only if you don't fall asleep whilst meditating the mysteries Heaven (I think there are better options out there for you)
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Just didn't want to misunderstand your comment. I know of a few who dislike anything LD. Including Seinfeld. It's tough to justify my friendships with these people.
That's the paygrade just above Mod, right? Do they piss test?
Upside: Disco Stick Cool bedazzled hat All the wine you can drink You get to ride around in a cool, bullet proof box Chicks for dayz (all married to Jesus, but still, the Vatican is climbing with broads) Rome Heaven
Downside: Celibacy Latin Catholic guilt The Rosary takes like 40 minutes, and that is only if you don't fall asleep whilst meditating the mysteries Heaven (I think there are better options out there for you)
Whow whow whow. Hold your whoreses. The Pope has stolen my disco stick?!
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Post by Delicious Meatball Sub on Feb 11, 2013 16:51:18 GMT -5
For my 4,000 post, I hope you all will indulge me while I tell a little story from my childhood.
When I was at Michigan I was president of a student organization that brought James Earl Jones in as a guest speaker. So as president, my job was to pick up James Earl Jones from the airport, grab lunch with him, and drive him back to Ann Arbor to speak. So I pick up James Earl Jones, which had I been thinking would have been an amazing opportunity to stand in baggage claim with a little sign that said "Mr. Jones," which would have been amazing but was totally unnecessary because he is a very large, intimidating man, and sorta easy to pick out in a crowd.
Anyway, James Earl Jones and I are doing the 30 minute drive back to Ann Arbor in my Ford Focus and ask him if there's any place in particular he'd like to get lunch in Ann Arbor. mind you, James Earl Jones went to Michigan, so I figured he'd want to go to Angelo's or Zingerman's or something, and since the club was paying I was particularly hoping he'd pick someplace expensive. Nay. James Earl Jones wants to eat at Denny's.
So we stop at a random Denny's off the interstate and there I am, sitting across from Darth Vader at a very small table. We're not exactly having scintillating conversation, we're both just kinda looking at the menu. Then, breaking the silence, in his best Field of Dreams voice, James Earl Jones out of nowhere goes "Moons Over My Hammy. HeHeHe."
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
For my 4,000 post, I hope you all will indulge me while I tell a little story from my childhood.
When I was at Michigan I was president of a student organization that brought James Earl Jones in as a guest speaker. So as president, my job was to pick up James Earl Jones from the airport, grab lunch with him, and drive him back to Ann Arbor to speak. So I pick up James Earl Jones, which had I been thinking would have been an amazing opportunity to stand in baggage claim with a little sign that said "Mr. Jones," which would have been amazing but was totally unnecessary because he is a very large, intimidating man, and sorta easy to pick out in a crowd.
Anyway, James Earl Jones and I are doing the 30 minute drive back to Ann Arbor in my Ford Focus and ask him if there's any place in particular he'd like to get lunch in Ann Arbor. mind you, James Earl Jones went to Michigan, so I figured he'd want to go to Angelo's or Zingerman's or something, and since the club was paying I was particularly hoping he'd pick someplace expensive. Nay. James Earl Jones wants to eat at Denny's.
So we stop at a random Denny's off the interstate and there I am, sitting across from Darth Vader at a very small table. We're not exactly having scintillating conversation, we're both just kinda looking at the menu. Then, breaking the silence, in his best Field of Dreams voice, James Earl Jones out of nowhere goes "Moons Over My Hammy. HeHeHe."
He got an order of those and a side of pancakes.
Jesus Christ dude didn't you just have a post about making it to 2,000 posts like a month ago?
Post by monkybunney on Feb 11, 2013 20:34:00 GMT -5
Has anyone ever known a song title or album title or band name that flew completely over your head, and for years you thought it meant one thing but it was actually a double entendre?
This just happened to me and hit me like an epiphany or a slap up side the head. There is a Snakefinger album called "Chewing Hides the Sound". I thought the title just meant the sound of people getting their hides chewed out. SO here I am eating a bowl of granola cereal while listening to a new bootleg I grabbed and I couldn't hear shiz! Then it hit me Chewing Hides the Sound!!! The missing comma finally explained. It was intentional.