Jon, I'm not doing Natter right now, and I know I can always reach you here: the new FAQ? Best. Story. Ever. Ever ever ever ever. That is life at its most whimsical. It's hard to believe it's real, yet it's seriously nothing you could ever make up. Congratulations, and actually, wow. I hadn't even realized the original FAQ was a whole year ago. Damn.
'Selfless'
Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Thanks P-C.
Also? Johnny's got a problem and he's out of control.
One question -- Johnny are you queer, boy?
I did it... for Johnny.
(anyone else remember The Homecoming Queen's Got A Gun?)
Everybody run!
That was my Halloween costume in 8th grade.
Don't take your guns to town, son.
Leave your guns at home, Bill.
Ruby, don't take your love to town.
Billy, don't be a hero.
Johnny, are you queer, boy?
So I ran down and I said, in her good ear, "Debbie, why'd you do it?" She raised her head, smiled, and said "I - I did it for Johnny." Johnny? Well like who's Johnny? Answer me, Debbie, who's Johnny? Does anybody here know Johnny? Are you Johnny? There was one guy named Johnny but he was a total geek, he always had food in his braces. Answer me, Debbie, who's Johnny? Oh God this is like that movie Citizen Kane you know where you later find out Rosebud was a sled? But we'll never know who Johnny was because like she's dead.