Butterbumps was a brilliant singer and acrobat for his size.
A BEAR THERE WAS, A BEAR!, A BEAR!
ALL BLACK, AND BROWN, AND COVERED IN HAIR
OH, COME, THEY SAID, OH COME TO THE FAIR!
THE FAIR? SAID HE, BUT I'M A BEAR!
ALL BLACK AND BROWN, AND COVERED WITH HAIR!
AND DOWN THE ROAD FROM HERE TO THERE
FROM HERE! TO THERE!
THREE BOYS, A GOAT, AND A DANCING BEAR!
HE DANCED AND SPUN, ALL THE WAY TO THE FAIR!
THE FAIR! THE FAIR!
That is much more delicious than the theory I'm talking about.
The one I'm talking about involves the entire universe coming together, compressing, and ultimately exploding outwards from all the pressure which creates another Big Bang.
What if there were several, or even an infinite number of Chocolate Big Bangs happening within our own universe, far enough apart from eachother that they would explode long before they could reach another giant mass of chocolate?
It'd explain the increase in speed, and would be potentially infinitely more delicious!
Wait, aren't you the one who called Joyce pretentious? I can understand not liking Joyce. But you can't like Eliot and call other modernists pretentious.
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A BEAR THERE WAS, A BEAR!, A BEAR!
ALL BLACK, AND BROWN, AND COVERED IN HAIR
THE FAIR? SAID HE, BUT I'M A BEAR!
ALL BLACK AND BROWN, AND COVERED WITH HAIR!
bear spatial dimensions?
Only because it's some haunting spectral horselike image, large enough to border on the incomprehensible
s'cool though.
AND DOWN THE ROAD FROM HERE TO THERE
FROM HERE! TO THERE!
THREE BOYS, A GOAT, AND A DANCING BEAR!
HE DANCED AND SPUN, ALL THE WAY TO THE FAIR!
THE FAIR! THE FAIR!
So much for the big crunch theory, m i rite?
The one I'm talking about involves the entire universe coming together, compressing, and ultimately exploding outwards from all the pressure which creates another Big Bang.
Chocolate sounds way better.
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What about a Chocolate Big Bang?
oh shi
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It'd explain the increase in speed, and would be potentially infinitely more delicious!
and you call yourself a writer
i don't even know what mojitos are
ps apocalypse now is awesome
kay, i was gonna do that anyway though since i have a massive boner for ts eliot
also apocalypse now is indeed amazing. i bought it again recently but haven't gotten around to watching it yet
You think he and his war buddies really just sat around fishing?
Fishing and fisting with their mojitos
no, they fought bulls and drank rum and had brooding, underwritten encounters with pregnant women
only reason i'm watching this right now instead of painting is that i listened to orson welles' adaptation of heart of darkness earlier today
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qU1fixMAObI
joyce is better than stein in that he's actually saying something, but it still sucks
wah, wah, postcolonialism
No, that's what he wrote. I'm talking about what he did. Expatriate is 20's slang for homosexual.
pah, colonialism doesn't come into it