Friday, June 29, 2007

This always cracks me up!

Pulp Fiction quotes

Jules: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa... stop right there. Eatin' a bitch out, and givin' a bitch a foot massage ain't even the same fuckin' thing.
Vincent: It's not. It's the same ballpark.
Jules: Ain't no fuckin' ballpark neither. Now look, maybe your method of massage differs from mine, but, you know, touchin' his wife's feet, and stickin' your tongue in her Holiest of Holies, ain't the same fuckin' ballpark, it ain't the same league, it ain't even the same fuckin' sport. Look, foot massages don't mean shit.
Vincent: Have you ever given a foot massage?
Jules: [scoffs] Don't be tellin' me about foot massages. I'm the foot fuckin' master.
Vincent: Given a lot of 'em?
Jules: Shit yeah. I got my technique down and everything, I don't be ticklin' or nothin'.
Vincent: Would you give a guy a foot massage?
[Jules gives Vincent a long look, realizing he's been set up]
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent: You give them a lot?
Jules: Fuck you.
Vincent: You know, I'm getting kinda tired. I could use a foot massage myself.
Jules: Man, you best back off, I'm gittin' a little pissed here.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

All better now

Ok, the moodiness is gone. The rest of you can come back now! :)
I was just caught alittle unawares, even though I know better.

Vertical Horizon-You're A God

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Ok, feeling better. Women are just funny....

And are not to be taken seriously :)

Jack Taylor: Maggie, when you grow up and are incredibly beautiful and intelligent and possess a certain sweetness that's... that's like a distant promise to the brave, to the worthy, could you please not beat to a pulp every miserable bastard that comes your way simply because you can? Could you not do that?
Maggie Taylor: Okay Daddy.

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Johnny: Now, there's a man and a woman. He's a cook. She's a waitress. Now, they meet and they don't connect. Only, she noticed him. He could feel it. And he noticed her. And they both knew it was going to happen. They made love, and for maybe one whole night, they forgot the 10 million things that make people think, I don't love this person, I don't like this person, I don't know this- Instead, it was perfect, and they were perfect. And that's all there was to know about. Only now, she's beginning to forget all that, and pretty soon he's going to forget it too.

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John Milton: Freedom, baby... is never having to say you're sorry.

John Milton: Guilt is like a bag of fuckin' bricks. All ya gotta do is set it down.

Kevin Lomax: What about love?
John Milton: Overrated. Biochemically no different than eating large quantities of chocolate.

Monday, June 25, 2007

Kinda down today

Blink 182 - "Adam's Song"

Saturday, June 23, 2007

New sex survey

New survey tells how much sex we’re having
29 percent of men, 9 percent of women say they’ve had 15 or more partners

A new nationwide survey, using high-tech methods to solicit candid answers on sexual activity and illegal drug use, finds that 29 percent of American men report having 15 or more female sexual partners in a lifetime, while only 9 percent of women report having sex with 15 or more men.

Full Article

Thursday, June 21, 2007

This could be it!

Ferris: [Ferris is calling Cameron at home] Cameron, babe, what's happenin'?
Cameron: [Cameron lying in bed underneath covers] Very little.

Cameron: [Whispering to himself after hanging up from a phone call with Ferris] I'm dying.
[Phone rings, and Cameron answers]
Ferris: (over the phone) You're not dying, you just can't think of anything good to do.

Cameron: [singing] When Cameron was in Egypt's land...let my Cameron go!"


I think I have something serious! Life insurance is all paid up though, so no worries. I'm ready to move on...

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Free IQ Test

Monday, June 18, 2007

The Legend of Bagger Vance

Adele Invergordon: Ten years and not one single, solitary word from you? You don't do that to someone you love! I deserve better, I deserve some correspondence of some indication of how you felt! Junuh, I don't know what happened to you... but whatever it was... it couldn't have been as unbearable as a woman waitin' with no end in sight... Wonderin if she's, remembered or forgotton by the man she loves... You never even said you were sorry... And now I'm supposed to just run into your arms and melt like butter on a hot muffin?
Rannulph Junuh: I'm sorry Adele... I am, truly sorry...
Adele Invergordon: It's too late for 'I'm sorry' Junuh!
Rannulph Junuh: But - Then - Well, tell me what to say... It was too long ago...
Adele Invergordon: No it wasn't... It was just a moment ago...

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Swingers

Monday, June 11, 2007

Greatest song with the worst video

Slade- Run Runaway

Sunday, June 10, 2007

I'm OK being fooled once, just never twice!

You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you do not trust enough. ~ Frank Crane

There are people I know who won't hurt me. I call them corpses. ~ Randy K. Milholland

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

Screw you guys!

OK. I've given up trying to understand other people.
I am going to concentrate on knowing myself.
So if you have anything you would like me to know, SPEAK UP!

Friday, June 01, 2007

Keeping hope alive ~ Just barely

The Rose - Bette Midler



Some say love, it is a river
that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love, it is a razor
that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love, it is a hunger,
an endless aching need.
I say love, it is a flower,
and you its only seed.

It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes the chance.
It's the one who won't be taken,
who cannot seem to give,
and the soul afraid of dyin'
that never learns to live.

When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been to long,
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong,
just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed that with the sun's love
in the spring becomes the rose.