I like all 7 matrix films, 60s hot rods, late 90s hardcore punk, tattoos of celtic designs on necks and faces, tri-corner hats, any show on HBO, any show on television, fred durst and just about every 60s garage band ever invented, boners, computer experts, and most of all: sitting around drunk and pretending my life has meaning!
Submitted by wizzybit on Fri, 01/19/2007 - 3:10pm.
Really.
And if you liked "Danny Kaye as Hans Christian Anderson", you should hear Herb and I sing about "Sawwwwww sagg gez!!!!!" some time. Although that's not a childhood memory, we had a funny Christmas once where we watched Hans Christian Anderson on TCM or something with my deaf grandma, and we all found the sausage selling song so hilarious that even grandma, who had no idea what was going on, was laughing.
I'm always fascinated by what people hate as opposed to what they love. Most gentile cattle will agree to like everything given enough peer pressure and praise for being a douche.
I like:
Moogs and Korgs scary assed religious record covers from the 50's-80's BBQ chips + PB&J Diet Mt. Dew Queen going poop every day being on the internet beer by the case Christmas/Halloween lights yelling my friends dawgs and nice kitties allergy free months
"POOOOOOOORK!"(That is my favorite quote from "To Kill A Mockingbird," toward the end where Scout is dressed in a cumbersome ham costume for a school pageant about the state's products and is late for her cue)
Submitted by Ms. Info on Fri, 01/19/2007 - 10:40pm.
Soft clothing.
Hedonism.
Sleeping.
45 pillows in my sleeping nest.
80 blankets in my sleeping nest.
Fantasy boyfriends.
DJ Booth.
The Innernet.
Loud-ass colors.
Loud-ass color photography.
Squishy stress balls.
Not working.
Making up my own work at home.
Learning stuff.
Watching people - sometimes.
The smell of fall air.
Driving fast.
Yelling while driving fast.
Cooking - sometimes.
The sensation right as a sneeze is about to blow.
Wild turkeys.
Wild Turkey.
Not being a teenager any more.
Being left alone - usually.
My cats (although I suspect I am allergic to them. Oh yeah, and they steal shit.)
Funny people.
Funny friends.
No pretense funny friends.
Paying off bills.
Scratching itches.
Watching movies with my husband (which I'm going to do now.)
Doing donuts.
You guys.
"listening to old "comedy" tapes that were made when i was 10ish….w/justin miller and joe nelson….."
Man, I bet those tapes have some king funny material. You guys are side splittingly funny 25 years later so I can't imagie how funny it was then. On those tapes there's got to be lots of either actual and/or fake farts followed by uproarious laughter followed by critiques of the flatulence.
he went into the bathroom and started urinating….into the toilet……right?……and then he busts into a poem about the ever menacing mr. x…….clazbick….
anyone ever make mix tapes by leaning your tape recorder up against the speaker..?..had to keep quiet and hope no one barged in the room in the middle of the song…..
bryers got a digital delay pedal…super early one….you could loop analog style….so we would drop in fart noises and make complex fart beats….fucking tight….i would pay top dollar to find that tape…..
dad had go-kart track. we rented video games, pinball machines, and a jukebox from St*r World. I brought my Magnavox boom box up to the place after hours with the family to record "Electric Avenue" and "Our House" and "I Love Rock N Roll" and my lil sister who was like 4 kept talking and fucking up my recordings. I should have pinched the heck outta her.
I threw out a lot of cassette tapes from our last few moves so I'm not sure what I have left. Songs about kitties and I had a fart tape that me and my friend Chris P****** from Dalesburg made when we were 8-10. I transfered the Certron C-60 from 1984 to a nice Maxell in the early 90's but I can't find either one now. Jeebus I need that tape right now! I had one 20 second fart that I shouldn't have been able to make at age 10, lots of bass and woodsy undertones. I believe I was wearing camo t-shirt/shorts during the stunt. Digging through my stuff to find it in the basement right now!
There was a tape recorder that you could borrow from the vicksburg public liberry. The same tape would be used over and over. it came with the recorder. I think the only people who ever checked it out of the library were my friend shannon and I, so it was like a bizarre, delayed form of communciation to check out the tape player and see what idiocy she and her sisters had recorded. I suspect that I’ve already mentioned how shannon teased me well into adulthood about a time she checked out the recorder and found a recording of me trying to record the them from GRIZZLYADAMS from the TV, and that my brother broke into the recording and made fart noises and disrupted the beauty of the music, followed by me tearfully announcing: “THIS….THISIS A GOODSONG! A VERY! *sniff* VERYGOODSONG!!!”
Coffee, cigars, bourbon.
my favorite things
smells
…such as
sawdust
pencil shavings
crayons
fresh mud
turpentine
corn silk
cheap toys from japan
coffee
I also like the way that when you dump real half and half into a cup of coffee it makes an awesome billowy CLOUD explosion in there.
The word
The word delicious
food
sleeping
watching t.v. - mostly science stuff
learning new things
hanging out with ue and friends
legos
playing video games
building things
and
I like bananas
because they have no bones
Actually, I really don't like bananas. I do like really stupid old songs, though. Thanks, Big Note Song piano-learning books!
I like stuff
My Gransdson
Superballs (Bouncy Balls)
Playing Guitar/Writing Songs
The Chronic
Fart Jokes
Gardening
This American Life
The Black Shield Of Falworth
Boston Baked Beans
Reading During My Lunch Hour
Jonathan Winters
Danny Kaye as Hans Christian Anderson
Capitalizing First Letters
I like everything.
Really.
And if you liked "Danny Kaye as Hans Christian Anderson", you should hear Herb and I sing about "Sawwwwww sagg gez!!!!!" some time. Although that's not a childhood memory, we had a funny Christmas once where we watched Hans Christian Anderson on TCM or something with my deaf grandma, and we all found the sausage selling song so hilarious that even grandma, who had no idea what was going on, was laughing.
I'm always fascinated by
I'm always fascinated by what people hate as opposed to what they love. Most gentile cattle will agree to like everything given enough peer pressure and praise for being a douche.
I like:
Moogs and Korgs
scary assed religious record covers from the 50's-80's
BBQ chips + PB&J
Diet Mt. Dew
Queen
going poop every day
being on the internet
beer by the case
Christmas/Halloween lights
yelling
my friends
dawgs and nice kitties
allergy free months
Pork
oooh!
Yes! All forms of pork!
"POOOOOOOORK!"(That is my favorite quote from "To Kill A Mockingbird," toward the end where Scout is dressed in a cumbersome ham costume for a school pageant about the state's products and is late for her cue)
I LIKE:
Pork
Port
Forts
Farts
Frogs
Ferns
Flocking
Floating
Flitting
Flooring
Snoring
Drawering
I like you, no wait I love
I like you, no wait I love you and if I dont love you then grits aint groceries, eggs aint poultry and Mona Lisa was a man.
Thank you Little Willie John
Old CamerasMy Nieces and
Old Cameras
My Nieces and Nephews
1999 Pepi Sangiovese (find me some more!)
Technology
Not having Cable Television
My 1968 Suzuki T200
Big Ass Curry
All the stupid shit I buy on EBay
John Fante books
Pears
Clutter
Surround Sound
6500K 'Daylight' bulbs
Internet Radio
Reading Plays
Clancy's Fancy Hot Sauce
Chess
Playing my Acoustic as a Lap Steel (E A E A C# E)
Distraction
Cheap DVD's
Impropriety
"Big Ass Curry"That's not
"Big Ass Curry"
That's not cool calling Paddle Big Ass. But it's nice you like him though.
I like:
Buffets
Arabic food
Ethiopian food
Vietnamese food
Indian food
riding my bike
walking around
going on dates with your mom
records
record stores
birds
animals
movies
djing
books
I like.
Soft clothing.
Hedonism.
Sleeping.
45 pillows in my sleeping nest.
80 blankets in my sleeping nest.
Fantasy boyfriends.
DJ Booth.
The Innernet.
Loud-ass colors.
Loud-ass color photography.
Squishy stress balls.
Not working.
Making up my own work at home.
Learning stuff.
Watching people - sometimes.
The smell of fall air.
Driving fast.
Yelling while driving fast.
Cooking - sometimes.
The sensation right as a sneeze is about to blow.
Wild turkeys.
Wild Turkey.
Not being a teenager any more.
Being left alone - usually.
My cats (although I suspect I am allergic to them. Oh yeah, and they steal shit.)
Funny people.
Funny friends.
No pretense funny friends.
Paying off bills.
Scratching itches.
Watching movies with my husband (which I'm going to do now.)
Doing donuts.
You guys.
slipping and catching myself
slipping and catching myself before i fall
eyes
smiles
hearing the voices of the people who turn me on
my dogna
bills cooking
drawing dirty pictures….lots of poop
laughing
drawing naked people…but not dirty…artly
watching my friends try
trying
succeeding
hoping
being in love with bill
bill bill bill
not having a lot or responsibillities….
oh yeah....lots of material
oh yeah….lots of material things….
records
movies
books
trading art with other artists i adore….
listening to old "comedy" tapes that were made when i was 10ish….w/justin miller and joe nelson…..
"listening to old "comedy"
"listening to old "comedy" tapes that were made when i was 10ish….w/justin miller and joe nelson….."
Man, I bet those tapes have some king funny material. You guys are side splittingly funny 25 years later so I can't imagie how funny it was then. On those tapes there's got to be lots of either actual and/or fake farts followed by uproarious laughter followed by critiques of the flatulence.
I also like foodwhite
I also like food
white people
records
turntables
westerns
my house
oh and you
Clancy's!
Huh-YESSS! Hotcha!
I liike erring on the side of kindness and when other people do.
I like sunlight.
I like when people, especially Jum and Cho, like me as a mom.
I like not feeling pain or being sick.
ODing on cuteness.
Dishwashers.
Making people happy.
Dancing!
Bed. Cheese. Good socks. Good sex. Books. Sloth. Air hockey.
When good things happen to good people.
Q-Tips.
Central heating.
Ryan Adams.
Succeeding.
Being in love.
Festivities.
Babies.
white people....holy
white people….holy shit…i laughed so hard when i read that…..thank you……
classic rock justin
used an ancient sears tape recorder….
classic rock justin milzer…..the notorious mr. x
he went into the bathroom and started urinating….into the toilet……right?……and then he busts into a poem about the ever menacing mr. x…….clazbick….
anyone ever make mix tapes by leaning your tape recorder up against the speaker..?..had to keep quiet and hope no one barged in the room in the middle of the song…..
bryers got a digital delay pedal…super early one….you could loop analog style….so we would drop in fart noises and make complex fart beats….fucking tight….i would pay top dollar to find that tape…..
dad had go-kart track. we
dad had go-kart track. we rented video games, pinball machines, and a jukebox from St*r World. I brought my Magnavox boom box up to the place after hours with the family to record "Electric Avenue" and "Our House" and "I Love Rock N Roll" and my lil sister who was like 4 kept talking and fucking up my recordings. I should have pinched the heck outta her.
I threw out a lot of cassette tapes from our last few moves so I'm not sure what I have left. Songs about kitties and I had a fart tape that me and my friend Chris P****** from Dalesburg made when we were 8-10. I transfered the Certron C-60 from 1984 to a nice Maxell in the early 90's but I can't find either one now. Jeebus I need that tape right now! I had one 20 second fart that I shouldn't have been able to make at age 10, lots of bass and woodsy undertones. I believe I was wearing camo t-shirt/shorts during the stunt. Digging through my stuff to find it in the basement right now!
TAPES
There was a tape recorder that you could borrow from the vicksburg public liberry. The same tape would be used over and over. it came with the recorder. I think the only people who ever checked it out of the library were my friend shannon and I, so it was like a bizarre, delayed form of communciation to check out the tape player and see what idiocy she and her sisters had recorded. I suspect that I’ve already mentioned how shannon teased me well into adulthood about a time she checked out the recorder and found a recording of me trying to record the them from GRIZZLY ADAMS from the TV, and that my brother broke into the recording and made fart noises and disrupted the beauty of the music, followed by me tearfully announcing: “THIS….THIS IS A GOOD SONG! A VERY! *sniff* VERY GOOD SONG!!!”