I'm not working late tonight... doo-dah, doo-dah.
That means I'm gonna watch Sonny Chiba fuck up some poor sumbitches in three film marathon... doo-dah-doo-dah-day-aya-y-ay-ay-ay.
I can't remember the nursery rhyme or clean song that goes 'doo-dah' at teh end of each verse. The only thing that comes to mind is 'Bischoff takes it up the ass... doo-dah, doo-dah' which certainly isn't the rhyme I heard in my childhood. Or perhaps it was but the saying and singing of it was so traumatic to my impressionable ears that my subconscious retrained the song into some far more pure which would be atypical yet wholly pitifulfor the reasons that I actually like purile juvenility.
The above paragraph, I believe, is wholly incomprehensible and I'm not going to hurt my brain by reading it again to punctuate some sense into it.
I've used 22GB of my 30GB Zen media player on songs. A fascinating fact tainted by the fact that more than half the songs on there are total pish and I cannot be arsed to wipe them off. Alanis Morrisette - a whiny sad moo. Prague Philamonic Orchestra... chicken plucking fairies. Limp Bizkit... mouldy old turds (well the later stuff is). Alan Silverstri... rules and we all know it. Cool fact, I'm walking to a place of work and the music when the Millennium Falcon gets taken in by the Death Star starts playing. I felt macho. And almost got hit by a car for my sins.
Tiem to wake the Egg and create another THE MOVIES masterpiece. Jingle all the way.
That means I'm gonna watch Sonny Chiba fuck up some poor sumbitches in three film marathon... doo-dah-doo-dah-day-aya-y-ay-ay-ay.
I can't remember the nursery rhyme or clean song that goes 'doo-dah' at teh end of each verse. The only thing that comes to mind is 'Bischoff takes it up the ass... doo-dah, doo-dah' which certainly isn't the rhyme I heard in my childhood. Or perhaps it was but the saying and singing of it was so traumatic to my impressionable ears that my subconscious retrained the song into some far more pure which would be atypical yet wholly pitifulfor the reasons that I actually like purile juvenility.
The above paragraph, I believe, is wholly incomprehensible and I'm not going to hurt my brain by reading it again to punctuate some sense into it.
I've used 22GB of my 30GB Zen media player on songs. A fascinating fact tainted by the fact that more than half the songs on there are total pish and I cannot be arsed to wipe them off. Alanis Morrisette - a whiny sad moo. Prague Philamonic Orchestra... chicken plucking fairies. Limp Bizkit... mouldy old turds (well the later stuff is). Alan Silverstri... rules and we all know it. Cool fact, I'm walking to a place of work and the music when the Millennium Falcon gets taken in by the Death Star starts playing. I felt macho. And almost got hit by a car for my sins.
Tiem to wake the Egg and create another THE MOVIES masterpiece. Jingle all the way.
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I think that this is right, F1 cars probably are not safe for the road except from movies were Stalone drives them
I remember that doodah day song too and it was from a cartoon where a dog was singing it I think. Have a happy non working night