we have to save the city
dumpsterofdoom
So I just drove home from class through the the rain for the fourth straight day in a row in rush hour traffic and I got stuck behind a funeral procession.  Argh!!!  I had midterms for both chem lab and lecture today...they haven't been graded yet, but I feel like I pretty much just flushed my GPA down the toilet.  The lab midterm was nothing like the material covered on the review or previous lab reports...half of it came from lecture material, which I was tested on several months ago and had no reason to study again.  The lecture exam wasn't quite as bad, but it wasn't great either.  When I think about the fact that I still have to take 3 additional semesters of chemistry to satisfy the minor requirement of my degree program, I feel like jumping out of the window of my 3 hour long calculus class in protest...also I would probably do that anyway just to keep myself awake during class.  That doesn't even make sense, but I think it would make me feel better.  Anyway...I was planning on writing a term paper over spring break and assembling the trainer for the mountain bike I just bought, but my calculus teacher (super hot though he may be) has decided to pile a metric shit ton of homework on me over the break...oh the joy.  I was thinking about just sleeping in tomorrow, but I have an appointment with my financial advisor and like 10 other places that I have to go before rush hour traffic starts.  Oh and my lab partner has a really bad cold or something, and he sounds just like Batman haha!  I really wanted to ask him to say, "we have to save the city," or something like that, but he already thinks I'm weird enough.

LIMP FRENCH FRY!!!!
dumpsterofdoom
Out of the ashes of TOXIC WASTE rise...LIMP FRENCH FRY!!! Though we still cannot play any instruments, we wrote some pimpin' songs at McDonald's today...and no, we are not on crack :) and i'm totally not changing my name to like "french fry grease" or anything...


*Limp French Fry*
=Our Anthem=
Bonjour LIMP FRENCH FRY (bonjour)
Konnichiwa LIMP FRENCH FRY (konnichiwa)
Hola LIMP FRENCH FRY (hola)
NiHao LIMP FRENCH FRY (nihao)
Hello LIMP FRENCH FRY HELLO!

I have a dent in my head,
In my basement...is NED,
Eating fish and...
LIMP FRENCH FRIES!

Bonjour LIMP FRENCH FRY (bonjour)
Konnichiwa LIMP FRENCH FRY (konnichiwa)
Hola LIMP FRENCH FRY (hola)
NiHao LIMP FRENCH FRY (nihao)
Hello LIMP FRENCH FRY HELLO!

I hate my school
Baskin Robbins ain't cool
I'd rather be with NED
Eating fish and...
LIMP FRENCH FRIES!


Bonjour LIMP FRENCH FRY (bonjour)
Konnichiwa LIMP FRENCH FRY (konnichiwa)
Hola LIMP FRENCH FRY (hola)
NiHao LIMP FRENCH FRY (nihao)
Hello LIMP FRENCH FRY HELLO!

Eat me! LIMP FRENCH FRY! (eat me!)
Eat me! LIMP FRENCH FRY! (eat me!)
Eat me! Eat me! Eat me!
LIMP FRENCH FRY!

Goodbye! LIMP FRENCH FRY!

*Outhouse*
=dedicated to Umi's brother Jason=
My brotha in the showah wit' da
Outhouse wit' some candles
OH NO WATCH OUT OUTHOUSE
(you gon' catch on fire, bitch!)

Outhouse comin' up the stairs
But it's ass be too big
OH NO WATCH OUT OUTHOUSE
(you gon' fall, bitch!)

Pimp cane gon' hit you wit' da
Outhouse and it's gon' hurt
OH NO WATCH OUT OUTHOUSE
(you gon' hit that pedestrian, bitch!)

OH NO! OH NO! OH NO!
OUTHOUSE GON' GET YOU!
OH NO!

*Computah*
=techno-esque=
Doggeh...starin' at computah!
Juan Carlos...starin' at computah!
Robo-bunny...starin' at computah!
HUMP! HUMP! HUMP!
The COMPUTAH!

Doggeh...starin' at computah!
Juan Carlos...starin' at computah!
Robo-bunny...starin' at computah!
HUMP! HUMP! HUMP!
The COMPUTAH!

Doggeh...starin' at computah!
Juan Carlos...starin' at computah!
Robo-bunny...starin' at computah!
HUMP! HUMP! HUMP!
The COMPUTAH!

Doggeh...starin' at computah!
Juan Carlos...starin' at computah!
Robo-bunny...starin' at computah!
HUMP! HUMP! HUMP!
The COMPUTAH!

HUMP! (the computah!)
HUMP! (the computah!)
HUMP! (the computah!)

TILL THE BREAK OF DAWN!!
(till the break of daaawn)

*Dead Birds*
=based on the movie Deadbirds=
Dead Birds gon' get you!
You better run!
Fast as you can!
Run faster! Run faster!
They catchin' up!

Dead Birds...in the outhouse!
(they gon' get you!)
Dead Birds...down the stairs!
(they gon' get you!)
Dead Birds...out the window!
(they gon' get you!)

Dead Birds gon' get you!
You better run!
Fast as you can!
Run faster! Run faster!
They catchin' up!

Dead Birds...under the bed!
(they gon' get you!)
Dead Birds...in the closet!
(they gon' get you!)
Dead Birds...in the corn field!
(they gon' get you!)

Dead Birds gon' get you!
You better run!
Fast as you can!
Run faster! Run faster!
They catchin' up!

Run! (run!)
Run! (run!)
See Dick RUN!
RUN DICK RUN!
(they gon' get you!)

=silence=

Dead Birds got you.

*Pimp Cane*
=coming soon=

ahhhh...we gonna die!!
dumpsterofdoom
goddamn, i am so tired of these hurricanes...i stopped counting them a few years ago. i'm surprised we still have power, but the news said that even the people in gulf shores still have power, so i guess it'll be a while before ours goes out. the news also said that power could be out for up to 3 weeks (in which case i will either run away and live under the overpass by dreamland bbq or walk outside and drown myself in the street/lake). it was out for about 10 days after ivan, and i couldn't stand listening to my parents bitch at each other after the first day...i don't know how i survived. *sigh* after college i'm moving far, far away from the bobo gulf coast. in conclusion, damn you alabama power!

oh yeah, and i hope barnes and noble gets blown away for not selling me my naughty gay soldier porn (and laughing about it)...those bastards...

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dumpsterofdoom
one day, I will figure out how to use accent marks...

Tous les garcons et les filles de mon age
Se promenent dans la rue deux par deux.
Tous les garcons et les filles de mon age
Savent bien ce que c'est d'etre heureux.
Et les yeux dans les yeux,
Et la main dans la main,
Ils s'en vont amoureux
Sans peur du lendemain.

Oui mais moi, je vais seule
Par les rues, l'ame en peine.
Oui mais moi, je vais seule,
Car personne ne m'aime.
Mes jours comme mes nuits
Sont en tous points pareils,
Sans joie et pleins d'ennui.
Personne ne murmure "je t'aime" a mon oreille.

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