| September 13th, 2005 03:35 PM |
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| Brainbell Jangler |
pavlov,
To answer your question, "So why do you want to start here?" I thought that was obvious. You appear on Rocks Off claiming that you're "tired of the scene" at Gasland, then you're back at Gasland the next day. As it turns out--by your own admission at Gasland--you only "quit" there because you mistakenly thought you were banned when you had trouble posting. This would appear to make your "resignation" a bit disingenuous, don't you think? That was my issue with you: dishonesty and hypocrisy.
As for the litany of personal troubles you recited on Gasland, I'm truly sorry you've had a tough time. But it's no excuse for being an insufferably self-important ass [I'm sure you're asking what my excuse is  ].
riffhard,
I don't recall pavlov having any political problems at Gasland. It was something entirely different. We have our share of reactionaries there, too. Some of them, like steel wls, are well-loved despite their bone-headed politics, because they're decent folks. Pavlov has not always conducted himself in a socially appropriate manner. BTW, you say "socialism" as if it were a bad thing! |
| September 13th, 2005 04:03 PM |
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| pavlovs dog |
[quote]Brainbell Jangler wrote:
pavlov,
To answer your question, "So why do you want to start here?" I thought that was obvious.
Blah, Blah, Blah
here, let Mick help you:
Feeling so tired, can't understand it
Just had a fortnight's sleep
I'm feeling so shot, I'm so distracted
Ain't touched a thing all week
I'm feeling drunk, juiced up and sloppy
Ain't touched a drink all night
I'm feeling hungry, can't see the reason
Just ate a horse meat pie
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is beating louder than a big bass drum, alright
Yeah, you got to mix it child
You got to fix it must be love
It's a bitch
You got to mix it child
You got to fix it but love
It's a bitch, alright
Sometimes I'm sexy, move like a stud
Kicking the stall all night
Sometimes I'm so shy, got to be worked on
Don't have no bark or bite, alright
Yeah when you call my name
I salivate like a Pavlov dog
Yeah when you lay me out
My heart is bumpin' louder than a big bass drum, alright
I said hey, yeah I feel alright now
Got to be a...
Hey, I feel alright now
Hey hey hey
Hey hey yeah...
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