The juxtaposition of X and Y is making me Zzzzzzzzzzz

 haresfur wrote:
 
just don't look in a mirror

 SeriousLee wrote:
 
I'll think about it

Reflection opposes reality.

Please do not reflect.

That pot is getting bigger. I see a bunch of chickens in there! No time to hold and I'd rather die than fold! I'll see your ideology and raise you an ideal. CALL!

 sirdroseph wrote:
 
I never heard about that. I love Bruce Lee but David Carradine was Kwai Chang Caine.
I'm afraid Bruce Lee would have overwhelmed the entire aesthetic of the story simply
because of his larger than life persona, though ironically Caine was himself a largest than life character.

 oldviolin wrote: 
Such a good show.  I know there was a big brouhaha regarding Bruce Lee and how he should have played the part.  Maybe so, but that should not take away what a great job Carradine did with the role.

yesteryucks, ( or yucksterday, I can't remember) I announced that as a precedent to prescience, I will establish
a new cabinet in my administrative kitchen filled with ramen noodles and favor packets
for any Tom, Dick, or Harry with enough kibble to irony their own drawers.
Favor.       Packets

pulp and wisdom baby. Pulp aaaaand wisdom...

sorry. Its my arthritis acting up again...

It doesn't have to make sense...
to make sense...

so today class we will be examining the word 'time'...uh, I mean 'rhyme.'
for example:
trump- rump
bush- tush
clinton- badminton
obama- yo mama

what else?
oh yeah
internet- teacher's pet...
perusal- refusal or
recusal

i can't decide.

relax. Its only an audit course...

Everything is getting so strange around here. Why just the other day the lights
flickered and the sun rose and set like nothing was wrong at all. That's some serious dichotomy man! OK I'm complicated lately. But anyway popsicles...

yeah yeah yeah...licking ice cream and donuts. Big freaking deal. You want attention? Lick a toad or Occam's razor. Then we'll see what kind of attention gets got...

of all the ghosts I've met the ones I remember most were great dancers. Must have had something to do with the soft shoes...

 winter wrote:
 

See, this is what happens when modern dentistry meets slick Willie Wonka. 
Reality television and root canals. Its all over from here...

...so last week I decided to make a special dish with red roasted ego and vinegar sop and all the trimmings. I bought a couple of pounds of vanity and went to peeling. I was peeling and a peeling and a peeling and a peeling but for the life of me I couldn't carve off that thick dirty skin. Pretty soon I scrapped the whole idea and went in for a colonic and a hobo burger...don't ask...

I dreamed I was running from an egg one night. There was no way it was hatching me.
i scrambled so far and so fast i turned a yoke into an oxymoron...

i eat all separate... unless you are counting condiments as separate, but that's crazy. in the case of runny eggs, they are the condiment for the toast.