Final horrible thoughts, for the evening.

[wolven7]

A Clockwork Orange - [Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, Fourth Movement - Abridged2]--- "Well, sure, she's not bad on the eyes, and probably not bad on the genitals, but my Gods... she'd make me vomit, after every time. I'd sit there, look at her, realise what i'd just done, and i'd throw right the fuck up." - Me, on the thought of sex with Ann Coulter.

I feel dirty, now. *shudders*

{1.20KMFDM - [Light]--- Don't get me wrong, i know a lot of damned fine, damned attractive Republicans. (OhGr - [maJiK]). Point being, i respect Them.}

Comments

[tribeofone.livejournal.com]

your welcome, as you said before after one of my comments "I think I threw up a little in my mouth." I am still trying to remember what I said that caused such a reaction as it was honest and true, I know it got Ness as well at the time.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

One of our many rambling, tree-side conversations. Ah well... it'll hit us, one day, like a truck full of C4.

[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

Um...and WHY did this thought cross your mind, only to hit mine like a truck covered in Awful at 7:32am?

[wolven.livejournal.com]

http://www.livejournal.com/users/lupusfeuer/26121.html

It's all Tom's fault. Well. No. It's My fault, but Tom started the train.