I ain't give a shit not like I can get it a couple days after release like I normally do. Hopefully it'll be out i the first week or so of April so mom can bring it to me after basic
Maybe that's not what you're sayin' maybe that's just what I'm hearin'
among other things
such as a golden shower
my English professor was talking about that time that Zeus fucked Europa
and he's telling the story about how Zeus saw her and was smitten and "decided he would turn himself into a white bull - much like any of you would - and seduce her."
Maybe that's not what you're sayin' maybe that's just what I'm hearin'
among other things
such as a golden shower
my English professor was talking about that time that Zeus fucked Europa
and he's telling the story about how Zeus saw her and was smitten and "decided he would turn himself into a white bull - much like any of you would - and seduce her."
and the way he said it just cracked me up
my teacher says things like that
it is the best
although Zeus actually appearing as himself to Semele was fun because it basically vaporized her
So my parents keep asking me what I want for my birthday. I've been putting it off and haven't really cared much for any big, fancy presents recently. But, I figured I'd come up with a list for them, since they sincerely like doing these things for me.
I thought of a food processor, a couple pie pans. Then, completely out of ideas, I made a big book list. I haven't sent it yet, so I was wondering if you all had any suggestions. As you can see, I'm going for a good number of classics that I am yet to read, but anything will do.
On the Road - Jack Kerouac
One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
The Stranger - Albert Camus
Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde
Moby Dick - Herman Melville
Candide - Voltaire
At the Mountains of Madness - H.P Lovecraft
Nightfall and Other Stories - Isaac Asimov
War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
The Stand - Stephen King
Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
Don Quixote - Miguel de Cervantes
In Search of Lost Time - Marcel Proust
Ulysses - James Joyce
Brothers Karamazov - Fyodor Dostoevsky
Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
Catcher in the Rye - J.D. Salinger
Oh, and yes yes, i know A Song of Ice and Fire is sooooooo good and bla bla bla. but i don't really want to read that right now
futore, put some graham greene on that sumbitch, definitely the quiet american. Also, Jonatham Lethem's motherless brooklyn. its a weird detective noir story with the protagonist suffering from tourette's, and is all sorts of good reads
A man came slowly from the setting sun,
To Emer, raddling raiment in her dun,
And said, "I am that swineherd whom you bid
Go watch the road between the wood and tide,
But now I have no need to watch it more."
Then Emer cast the web upon the floor,
And raising arms all raddled with the dye,
Parted her lips with a loud sudden cry.
That swineherd stared upon her face and said,
"No man alive, no man among the dead,
Has won the gold his cars of battle bring."
"But if your master comes home triumphing
Why must you blench and shake from foot to crown?"
Thereon he shook the more and cast him down
Upon the web-heaped floor, and cried his word:
"With him is one sweet-throated like a bird."
"You dare me to my face," and thereupon
She smote with raddled fist, and where her son
Herded the cattle came with stumbling feet,
And cried with angry voice, "It is not meet
To idle life away, a common herd."
"I have long waited, mother, for that word:
But wherefore now?"
"There is a man to die;
You have the heaviest arm under the sky."
"Whether under its daylight or its stars
My father stands amid his battle-cars."
"But you have grown to be the taller man."
"Yet somewhere under starlight or the sun
My father stands."
"Aged, worn out with wars
On foot. on horseback or in battle-cars."
"I only ask what way my journey lies,
For He who made you bitter made you wise."
"The Red Branch camp in a great company
Between wood's rim and the horses of the sea.
Go there, and light a camp-fire at wood's rim;
But tell your name and lineage to him
Whose blade compels, and wait till they have found
Some feasting man that the same oath has bound."
Among those feasting men Cuchulain dwelt,
And his young sweetheart close beside him knelt,
Stared on the mournful wonder of his eyes,
Even as Spring upon the ancient skies,
And pondered on the glory of his days;
And all around the harp-string told his praise,
And Conchubar, the Red Branch king of kings,
With his own fingers touched the brazen strings.
At last Cuchulain spake, "Some man has made
His evening fire amid the leafy shade.
I have often heard him singing to and fro,
I have often heard the sweet sound of his bow.
Seek out what man he is."
One went and came.
"He bade me let all know he gives his name
At the sword-point, and waits till we have found
Some feasting man that the same oath has bound."
Cuchulain cried, "I am the only man
Of all this host so bound from childhood on!"
After short fighting in the leafy shade,
He spake to the young man, 'Is there no maid
Who loves you, no white arms to wrap you round,
Or do you long for the dim sleepy ground,
That you have come and dared me to my face?"
"The dooms of men are in God's hidden place,"
"Your head a while seemed like a woman's head
That I loved once."
Again the fighting sped,
But now the war-rage in Cuchulain woke,
And through that new blade's guard the old blade broke,
And pierced him.
"Speak before your breath is done."
"Cuchulain I, mighty Cuchulain's son."
"I put you from your pain. I can no more."
While day its burden on to evening bore,
With head bowed on his knees Cuchulain stayed;
Then Conchubar sent that sweet-throated maid,
And she, to win him, his grey hair caressed;
In vain her arms, in vain her soft white breast.
Then Conchubar, the subtlest of all men,
Ranking his Druids round him ten by ten,
Spake thus: "Cuchulain will dwell there and brood
For three days more in dreadful quietude,
And then arise, and raving slay us all.
Chaunt in his ear delusions magical,
That he may fight the horses of the sea."
The Druids took them to their mystery,
And chaunted for three days.
Cuchulain stirred,
Stared on the horses of the sea, and heard
The cars of battle and his own name cried;
And fought with the invulnerable tide.
Maybe that's not what you're sayin' maybe that's just what I'm hearin'
among other things
such as a golden shower
my English professor was talking about that time that Zeus fucked Europa
and he's telling the story about how Zeus saw her and was smitten and "decided he would turn himself into a white bull - much like any of you would - and seduce her."
and the way he said it just cracked me up
my teacher says things like that
it is the best
although Zeus actually appearing as himself to Semele was fun because it basically vaporized her
her own damn fault though, she asked for it
He mentioned that too! "He also seduced a woman named Semele, and ended up revealing his true form to her, and she exploded... buuuuuut that's neither here nor there."
and the students who weren't already familiar with the story were completely flabbergasted
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I ain't give a shit not like I can get it a couple days after release like I normally do. Hopefully it'll be out i the first week or so of April so mom can bring it to me after basic
come on guys, it is crazy good
but it's zeus fucking leda
he just happens to be a swan at the time
Zeus was a furry
Maybe that's not what you're sayin' maybe that's just what I'm hearin'
among other things
such as a golden shower
Guess we know what section of the video store Zeus hung out in
The section with the really creepy sweaty dude who never bought anything just jerked it to the covers
my English professor was talking about that time that Zeus fucked Europa
and he's telling the story about how Zeus saw her and was smitten and "decided he would turn himself into a white bull - much like any of you would - and seduce her."
and the way he said it just cracked me up
my teacher says things like that
it is the best
although Zeus actually appearing as himself to Semele was fun because it basically vaporized her
her own damn fault though, she asked for it
Pip, you'd probably be a good poster if someone held a gun to your head every time you posted
Amazon Wishlist: http://www.amazon.com/BusterK/wishlist/3JPEKJGX9G54I/ref=cm_wl_search_bin_1
I thought of a food processor, a couple pie pans. Then, completely out of ideas, I made a big book list. I haven't sent it yet, so I was wondering if you all had any suggestions. As you can see, I'm going for a good number of classics that I am yet to read, but anything will do.
On the Road - Jack Kerouac
One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
The Stranger - Albert Camus
Picture of Dorian Gray - Oscar Wilde
Moby Dick - Herman Melville
Candide - Voltaire
At the Mountains of Madness - H.P Lovecraft
Nightfall and Other Stories - Isaac Asimov
War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
The Stand - Stephen King
Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
Don Quixote - Miguel de Cervantes
In Search of Lost Time - Marcel Proust
Ulysses - James Joyce
Brothers Karamazov - Fyodor Dostoevsky
Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
Catcher in the Rye - J.D. Salinger
Oh, and yes yes, i know A Song of Ice and Fire is sooooooo good and bla bla bla. but i don't really want to read that right now
Well played, sir.
k
To Emer, raddling raiment in her dun,
And said, "I am that swineherd whom you bid
Go watch the road between the wood and tide,
But now I have no need to watch it more."
Then Emer cast the web upon the floor,
And raising arms all raddled with the dye,
Parted her lips with a loud sudden cry.
That swineherd stared upon her face and said,
"No man alive, no man among the dead,
Has won the gold his cars of battle bring."
"But if your master comes home triumphing
Why must you blench and shake from foot to crown?"
Thereon he shook the more and cast him down
Upon the web-heaped floor, and cried his word:
"With him is one sweet-throated like a bird."
"You dare me to my face," and thereupon
She smote with raddled fist, and where her son
Herded the cattle came with stumbling feet,
And cried with angry voice, "It is not meet
To idle life away, a common herd."
"I have long waited, mother, for that word:
But wherefore now?"
"There is a man to die;
You have the heaviest arm under the sky."
"Whether under its daylight or its stars
My father stands amid his battle-cars."
"But you have grown to be the taller man."
"Yet somewhere under starlight or the sun
My father stands."
"Aged, worn out with wars
On foot. on horseback or in battle-cars."
"I only ask what way my journey lies,
For He who made you bitter made you wise."
"The Red Branch camp in a great company
Between wood's rim and the horses of the sea.
Go there, and light a camp-fire at wood's rim;
But tell your name and lineage to him
Whose blade compels, and wait till they have found
Some feasting man that the same oath has bound."
Among those feasting men Cuchulain dwelt,
And his young sweetheart close beside him knelt,
Stared on the mournful wonder of his eyes,
Even as Spring upon the ancient skies,
And pondered on the glory of his days;
And all around the harp-string told his praise,
And Conchubar, the Red Branch king of kings,
With his own fingers touched the brazen strings.
At last Cuchulain spake, "Some man has made
His evening fire amid the leafy shade.
I have often heard him singing to and fro,
I have often heard the sweet sound of his bow.
Seek out what man he is."
One went and came.
"He bade me let all know he gives his name
At the sword-point, and waits till we have found
Some feasting man that the same oath has bound."
Cuchulain cried, "I am the only man
Of all this host so bound from childhood on!"
After short fighting in the leafy shade,
He spake to the young man, 'Is there no maid
Who loves you, no white arms to wrap you round,
Or do you long for the dim sleepy ground,
That you have come and dared me to my face?"
"The dooms of men are in God's hidden place,"
"Your head a while seemed like a woman's head
That I loved once."
Again the fighting sped,
But now the war-rage in Cuchulain woke,
And through that new blade's guard the old blade broke,
And pierced him.
"Speak before your breath is done."
"Cuchulain I, mighty Cuchulain's son."
"I put you from your pain. I can no more."
While day its burden on to evening bore,
With head bowed on his knees Cuchulain stayed;
Then Conchubar sent that sweet-throated maid,
And she, to win him, his grey hair caressed;
In vain her arms, in vain her soft white breast.
Then Conchubar, the subtlest of all men,
Ranking his Druids round him ten by ten,
Spake thus: "Cuchulain will dwell there and brood
For three days more in dreadful quietude,
And then arise, and raving slay us all.
Chaunt in his ear delusions magical,
That he may fight the horses of the sea."
The Druids took them to their mystery,
And chaunted for three days.
Cuchulain stirred,
Stared on the horses of the sea, and heard
The cars of battle and his own name cried;
And fought with the invulnerable tide.
fuck you; joyce is awesome
It's an actual series, not a mini.
It's called "Legend of the Seeker" and it's already been picked up for a 2nd season.
It's just as terrible as the books.
Not my favorite; decent idea for a story, though.
White Knight's already pretty fucking awesome and I'm only up to
does Small Favor measure up I can't find it anywhere
If by whores you mean rent boys.
Holy fuck balls Small Favor is like an entire book of crazy shit and Harry coming up with wily solutions to everything
White Knight is good and all but it's much more of a detective story than Small Favor
that was fucking depressing
that's the kind of ending someone would write before they committed suicide
depression aside, that was a really excellent book
He mentioned that too! "He also seduced a woman named Semele, and ended up revealing his true form to her, and she exploded... buuuuuut that's neither here nor there."
and the students who weren't already familiar with the story were completely flabbergasted
I'm not sure, but I feel like Wordsworth might like nature or something??
whoa what
rest my case
also Blake talks about god sometimes
you're being fucking crazy man
sir mixalot likes butts
out, out, everybody out