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evolving into an irish dancer with it
08/09/2005 = 05:28 PM

Blue Meany has established a new concept that rocks moves back and forth repeatedly: using literal definitions in place of slang terms.

I hope I can remember to do this. 'Cos that shit is whack that excrement is a sharp blow or slap.

Word to your mutha I'd like to speak to the female head of household, please.

I have seen March of the Penguins. The twist ending, where they all got arrested and started yelling for their lawyers, was so awesome fear- and dread-inspiring.

(I'm never going to remember to do the slang defining thing. I'm not as quool below temperate as Blue Meany.)

I'm just playing with you, of course.

It is amazing and poignant, and made me cry in places, and laugh in places, and much girly-cooing ensued as well.

It's not a boring old documentary, whatever you may think.

How to Get a Response to a Diaryland Tech Support Request:

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Hooray! A response that answers my request precisely!

Peace out, dawgs. Hush, puppies.

(I still don't have the hang suspension of this.)

Here's some great Upcheer: Dog Eat Doug has given a nice quick holla to Big Bertha. Rock.

drinking: the last bit of very cold coffee
listening to: NRBQ, RC and Moon Pie
looking forward to: beer trading with laura later this week