This Might Get Crazy

[17th Angel]

Jules Winnfield: What does Marcellus Wallace look like?
Brett: What?
Jules Winnfield: What country you from?
Brett: What?
Jules Winnfield: What ain't no country I ever heard of. They speak English in What?
Brett: What?
Jules Winnfield: ENGLISH, MOTHER******! DO-YOU-SPEAK-IT?
Brett: Yes.
Jules Winnfield: Then you know what I'm saying.
Brett: Yes.
Jules Winnfield: Describe what Marcellus Wallace looks like.
Brett: What, I-?
Jules Winnfield: [pointing his gun] Say what again. SAY WHAT AGAIN. I dare you, I double dare you, mother******. Say what one more godd*mn time...

[Pathless]

What is really what
If the funk don't move your butt?

--Digable Planets

[17th Angel]

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee....

Ali.

[InLove]

See the dog and butterfly
Up in the air he like to fly
Dog and butterfly below she had to try
She roll back down to the warm soft ground
Laughing to the sky, up to the sky
Dog and butterfly

(Heart)

[Pathless]

"Follow your heart. That's what I always do."

(or something like that)

--Napoleon Dynamite

[17th Angel]

Originally Posted by Pathless

"Follow your heart. That's what I always do."

(or something like that)

--Napoleon Dynamite

Go after a man's weakness, and never, ever, threaten unless you're going to follow through, because if you don't the next time, you won't be taken seriously...

Roy M. Cohn....

[Pathless]

Originally Posted by 17th Angel

Go after a man's weakness, and never, ever, threaten unless you're going to follow through, because if you don't the next time, you won't be taken seriously...

Roy M. Cohn....

Interesting piece of advice.

"The weakest of all weak things is a virtue that has not been tested in the fire."
- quoted in Mark Twain, by Archibald Henderson

[17th Angel]

When in doubt... Tell the truth.

Mark Twain

[17th Angel]

Originally Posted by 17th Angel

When in doubt... Tell the truth.

Mark Twain

Back to reality, your son's on crack... And you daughter gets paid on her back. And they both _______ smell like ____. And live in the gutter, and sell crack to each other! When they were kids, you'd beat um and leave um home. And even whip um with the cord of the telephone, OH and that reminds me man, HEY! you gotta call; 'Watch your step to hell... It's a long fall.'

[17th Angel]

(no one playing anymore?)

Originally Posted by 17th Angel

Back to reality, your son's on crack... And you daughter gets paid on her back. And they both _______ smell like ____. And live in the gutter, and sell crack to each other! When they were kids, you'd beat um and leave um home. And even whip um with the cord of the telephone, OH and that reminds me man, HEY! you gotta call; 'Watch your step to hell... It's a long fall.'

I am my own worst enemy. I'm not the smartest mother------ and ----, I don't pretend to be. And why I am the way I am is not a mystery.. My mind's not in proper working order or in therapy. The brain's confused and mentally abused. Life's been hanging on a string so what the ---- I got to lose? And what the ---- I got to prove to you? If you don't know me by now, you'll never know me... You can put that on my real homies. I got problems and they stack like bills, and I relate to the broken, bleeding heart love killed, and I awaited in the shadows, awake in the dark Hoping to talk to the passed on, I'm falling apart.... I'm such a mess and indecisive, I'm fading away, I'm out of touch with society and living today, never relying on my sanity, I threw it away......To become the maniac that's got your attention today.

- Monoxide Child....

There is loads there to make a reply from lol..... So yeah...

[Pathless]

Life is a mystery
Everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home

--Madonna Like A Prayer

[path_of_one]

Darling, I forgive you after all
Anything is better than to be alone
And in the end I guess I had to fall
Always find my place among the ashes

Evanescence

[Pathless]

I take one one one cause you left me and
Two two two for my family and
3 3 3 for my heartache and
4 4 4 for my headaches and
5 5 5 for my lonely and
6 6 6 for my sorrow and
7 7 for no tomorrow and
8 8 I forget what 8 was for and
9 9 9 for a lost God and
10 10 10 10 for everything
Everything everything everything

--Violent Femmes, Kiss Off

[17th Angel]

We fear violence less than our own feelings.... Personal, private, solitary pain is more terrifying than what anyone else can inflict...... Jim Morrison.

[Pathless]

Feelings...
Nothing more than feelings...
Trying to forget my feelings of looo-oo-ove...
Teardrops...
Rolling down on my face...
Trying to forget my feelings of looo-oo-ove...

**Pathless's voice cracks on the last "feelings of looo-oo-ove..." and he runs away embarrassed**