I f*cking love climbing.
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I f*cking love climbing.
A few people have disappeared recently, he needs to get back.
BAE TEH WAE Sindred has just posted again. ^^
I see a baby and I want to paint it black... :paranoid:
No colors anymore, I want them to turn black....
;) Good song.
Hehe, my technician ran into the back of some lady's car this morning. Gotta love it :roll:
And that, my friend, is why I don't drink milk. Well, that and the fact that I HATE milk. Unless it's in cheese, of course. Cheese good.
Share = please :D
I like it. I can always count on you to whip out a philosophical whopper.
You can practice on me. It's been too long since I've been haunted. I'm in withdrawals.
Hmmm, we always sang it just a little bit different:
"I've got that scouting spirit deep in my heart, deep in my heart, deep in my heart. I've got that scouting spirit deep in my heart. Deep in my heart to stay."
Did he ever stop posting? I'm not being a smart-ass; I really don't know. I need to give that boy a hug. Where is he?
You call that a bagel!
I love licking the brownie mixing spoon. :D
And this raspberry sorbet candle smells soooo good! :D :D
I am a better guitarist than anyone here :D
I am a better knife designer than anyone else here. :D
I am a better gay than anyone else here.
I guess.
I’m the mother flippin’ Rhymenocerous
My beats are fly and the birds are on my back
And I’m horny
I’m horny
If you choose to proceed you will indeed concede
Cos I hit you with my flow
The Wild Rhino Stampede.
I’m not just wild, I’m trained,
Domesticated
I was raised by a rapper and rhino that dated
And subsequently procreated
That’s how it goes
Here’s the Hiphopopotamus
The hip hop hippo
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
My lyrics are bottomless
They call me the Hiphopopotamus
Flows that glow like phosphorous
Poppin’ off the top of this esophagus
Rockin’ this metropolis
I’m not a large water-dwelling mammal
Where did you get that preposterous hypothesis?
Did Steve tell you that, perchance?
Steve.
My rhymes and records they don’t get played
Because my records and rhymes they don’t get made
And if you rap like me you don’t get paid
And if you roll like me you don’t get laid.
My rhymes are so potent that in this small segment
I made all of the ladies in the area pregnant
Yes, sometimes my lyrics are sexist
But you lovely bitches and hoes should know I’m trying to correct this.
Other rappers dis me
Say my rhymes are sissy.
Why? Why? Why?
What?
Why exactly?
What? Why?
Be more constructive with your feedback, please. Why?
Why?
Why, because I rap about reality?
Like me and my grandma drinking a cup of tea?
There ain’t no party like my nanna’s tea party.
Hey! Ho!
I’m the motherflippin’
Now express yourself through interpretive dance.
NO!!!!!!!!!!!!! not after last time.
...I still can't cum.
Strawberry fields 4 ever nothing to get hung about.
huh.. I found this Ipod-radio transmitter thing while I was walking down my sidewalk, and amazingly it works just fine. This could come in handy...
I need to get some ipod speakers.
hmm... My Ipod speakers recently crapped on me, so I got some ok-sound quality ones. But since I found this FM transmitter, I can play my musics on my super-awesome stereo! :D
All you need is some standard speakers. They usually have a jack where you normally plug in a stereo, but they work fine with any mp3 player. You can buy a perfectly functioning pair from your local thrift store for about 5$.