"seems the closest art to prayer and where the shamans roam."
But...he's right.
Of course, it's possible that I'm affected (affectating? an affectationy person?).
Xander ,'Beneath You'
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"seems the closest art to prayer and where the shamans roam."
But...he's right.
Of course, it's possible that I'm affected (affectating? an affectationy person?).
Isn't he the supposed pitsniffer?
Not that I can remember celebrity blind item gossip more easily than, oh, where I put my car keys or anything.
If he'd stopped at the closest art to prayer bit, I'd be fine with it. "Where the shamans roam" leaves me thinking, "you mean... like... the buffalo?"
Plei, hon, sometimes you terrify me. [link]
Hell, I terrify me.
All of the white font around Signs *slayed* me. I am laughing like a loon. Damn. I mean
water hoses - spritzer bottle - humidifier? And the speculation that the alien contingents immediately died in Michigan and Louisiana pure comedy gold. Although I now am wondering about the alien contigent who landed in Hawaii.
le nubian, the Hawaii contingent took one look and shouted FUCK THAT! They then promptly turned tail and ran to hide on nice, desiccated Mars, thinking the other idiots could have the stupid water planet.
You stop saying things like music "seems the closest art to prayer and where the shamans roam."
I don't mind John Cusack in films, but whenever I see him in person (on Letterman, etc.) he is pretty humorless. But really, I don't know how anyone can get through that "Proust" questionnaire without sounding like an idiot - it's just so embarrassing.
My John Cusack emotions have been flip flopping with every post. I just don't know where I stand. It was so much easier when he was just a cypher for Lloyd Dobler.
Okay, reading the Proust questionnaire made me throw up in my mouth a little.