Approach me, approach me, approach me–nay, approach me, and experience tactile sensation.
As you must surely visually discern, I utterly lack fear.
Prithee, remind me again of the commitment thou hast freely given.
And that unnamed third party female! Surely there is no hindrance to you sharing her utterance with me!
This is an anecdote explaining the manner in which my way of life was rotated along a Y axis until it reached a position roughly 180 degrees from that which it started. If I could have 60 seconds of your time, simply place your posterior in the selected location, and I will relate to you the details of how I was made the male monarch of the district of the City of Los Angeles, California located at coordinates 34.08333 -118.44778.
In the western region of the “City of Brotherly Love” known as Philadelphia, my mother expelled me from her womb and indeed that is also where I spent my childhood, in my mother’s care. The majority of my time was spent in a recreational area containing such diversions as a jungle gym, swing set, sand box, etc. I was typically at the height of leisure while frequently at a temperature slightly below what might be considered standard room temperature. Outside of my educational institution I was engaging in a game of basketball with some of my peers, when two gentlemen who seemed to be of the disposition to cause a great deal of mischief began causing a great deal of chaos and disharmony in the area in which I lived. I was involved in one rather small bout of fisticuffs after which my mother became concerned for my general safety and well-being, and she informed me that I would be moving in with her sister and her sister’s husband in the previously mentioned community located at the previously mentioned location.
I implored my mother to relent approximately 24-48 hours ago, yet she gathered my belongings in a somewhat flat, rectangular shaped piece of luggage and expelled me from her presence. She placed her lips upon my cheek in an affectionate manner and handed me a pre-purchased pass for public transportation. I placed the headphones for my personal music system into my ears and verbalized the idea that I may as well impact this situation with my foot. Traveling in the highest available level of comfort, this is indeed an unfortunate situation (although I make this statement with some irony). Consuming the juices obtained by the squeezing of the fruit of a Citrus sinensis from a piece of glass stemware commonly reserved for the sipping of sparkling wine originating from the Champagne region of France, I pause to wonder if this is indeed how the residents of the admittedly upper-class neighborhood located at the previously mentioned location commonly live. Indeed, I find this situation may be rather to my enjoyment.
I puckered my lips and exhaled forcefully to produce a shrill note in order to gain the attention of a taxicab driver, and as the driver approached I observed his California vanity plate which, in place of the traditional jumble of alpha-numeric characters, used only the letters F, R, E, S, and H, spelling out the word “fresh”. Additionally, from his rear view mirror dangled a pair of oversized, fur-covered cubes decorated to look like the six-sided dice commonly used in gambling and board games. In such a situation I could have made a statement about the unusualness of this particular taxicab to the point of it being nearly unique. Instead I cogitatively decided against it and instead informed the driver that he should deliver me to what was to become my new home in the community located at the previously mentioned location.
We pulled up to a large domicile sometime between the hours of 7 and 8 o’clock a.m., and in a loud tone of voice I informed the cab driver that at some undetermined point in the future I would again detect his odour through my sense of olfaction. I gazed about the region of land that I was destined to rule, reflecting on my arrival: Here I would claim my rightful place upon the throne, from which I would govern the previously mentioned community of Bel-Air as monarch.
C’mon someone had to post the verbose Bel-Air meme eventually.
We need people to be guessing what the actual song is (in some cases, it isn’t very obvious)…
Mine was pretty easy, I would think.
Doors, “Light My Fire.”
I insist that I become the passive recipient of your amorous attentions.
I further insist that no replacements are acceptable, nor are additional companions welcome.
I insist that I become the passive recipient of your unaccompanied amorous attentions
boo boo bee do
Greetings to you, physically attractive woman. I see that you are wearing footware with an exaggeratedly high heel. I feel a sense of warmth that is quite unfamiliar to me, and think it is due to you. You are a manifestation of the of concept of beauty. I greatly admire your manner of ambulation, your way of speaking, and your taste in attire. I feel a sense of warmth from you even when we are physically quite removed from one another. I plan to arrive at a prearranged place and time in an automobile and allow you to ride with me. We will engage in a number of recreational activities. Now, I would ask you to place your lips against mine and, after doing so, mention to me that I fulfill your need for companionship two times.
I marvel in the manner in which you excite my emotions. You have an exceptional ability to make me wish to engage in sexual activity with you. You make me temporarily lose my mental faculties. I dare say that I will no longer be solitary.
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So many good ones. Yay, Spiff.
Thread has now officially exceeded OP’s wildest dreams.
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I think you probably mean “dried gramineous material used as fodder for horses or cattle.”
Mayhap we should engage in sexual congress in the thoroughfare, as there will be nobody to observe our actions. Indeed, we should engage in sexual congress in the thoroughfare.
I am the opposite number of the Messiah
I am opposed to the rule of law
Although my goals remain undefined I know how to achieve them
I wish to cause harm to those around me.
I wish to be the embodiment of the lack of law.
A vast amount of precipitation was occurring in the City of St. Francis. It was necessary for me to convey another patron in order to meet my monetary requirements for the evening. Ahead, a female waved her arm in such a way as to indicate that she wished to engage my automobile-for-hire. She entered my automobile at the traffic signal device.
I enquired, “To where can I convey you, sad-looking woman? It is indeed unfortunate that the value of your habiliments have been lessened by the precipitation.” She simply observed the landscape through the fenestra, and verbally indicated, “Sixteen Parkside Lane.”
Passing hours unproductively and most likely to my detriment in the mythical locale named for a cocktail consisting of tequila mixed with triple sec and lime or lemon juice, often served with NaCl on the glass rim; scrutinizing the surroundings for my misplaced container of sodium chloride.
I inhale the burning compounds of a pair of cannabis cigarettes when the sun is in the east
I inhale the burning compounds of a pair of cannabis cigarettes when the sun is on the other side of the earth
I inhale the burning compounds of a pair of cannabis cigarettes after the sun has passed it’s apogee, as it gives me pleasure to do so.
I inhale the burning compounds of a pair of cannabis cigarettes when there is no conflict, and a brace of them when conflict is raging
I inhale the burning compounds of a pair of cannabis cigarettes prior to inhaling the burning compounds of a pair of cannabis cigarettes and then I repeat the process.
Each of the women who is not in a commited relationship
Each of the women who is not in a commited relationship
Each of the women who is not in a commited relationship
Each of the women who is not in a commited relationship
Each of the women who is not in a commited relationship
Each of the women who is not in a commited relationship
Each of the women who is not in a commited relationship
At this time, raise the prehensile digits at the end of your forelimbs.
Alcoholic beverage reflecting electromagnetic radiation with a wavelength of approximately 620–750 nm
Lets see…
#2 - Don’t fear the Reaper
#3 - Summertime Blues
#9 - Safety Dance
#11 - Stayin’ Alive
#13 - (yeah, obvious ;))
#14 - I Fought the Law
#15 - Bohemian Rhapsody
#16 - Aint No Sunshine
#17 - (done!)
#18 - Stairway to Heaven
#21 - Touch Me
#22 - (holy crap!)
#28 - Hey Jude
#33 - Margaritaville
#35 - Single Ladies
(I REALLY want to know what number 5 is…)
Dear fairer sex you are indeed attractive and I note you are sauntering along the thoroughfare, Dear fairer sex I’d like to meet, if not you, someone like you.
Dear fairer sex you are so far beyond comprehension I find myself doubting you are as you are - yet there you are. Surely your looks are one of a kind.
Compassionate attitude.
I can fill in a few gaps in Aspidistra’s list:
#1: Life’s Been Good, Joe Walsh
#6: Hurts So Good, John Mellencamp
#7: Whiter Shade of Pale, Procol Harum
#20: The No No Song. Ringo Starr did a well-known version.
#30: Why Don’t We Do It In The Road? by the Beatles.
#37: Pretty Woman, by Roy Orbison.
You are my electromagnetic radiation,
My solitary electromagnetic radiation.
You profer me felicitation
When precipitation appears imminent.
You will remain eternally ignorant
Of how excessively affectionate I am of you.
I implore you not to abscond with my electromanetic radiation.
#32 - “Taxi”