I was walking up Broadway, ya know, and there was this incredible looking Swedish girl, having a Cappuccino across the street from Lincoln Center.
I started talking to her; she said her name was Lola. Her English wasn’t too good, but we wound up spending about five hours together just hanging out.
So we go back to my place. We get high, we get really into each other. It was love about to happen–I’m serious.
And then all of a sudden she gets up, and she says “hey, I really gotta leave.”
Damn.
*# and when I awoke
# Met a girl called Lola and I took her back to my place
wait…What? Vowels?
eeeenh! You made the baby brain hurt!
DWN
WTH
VWLS!
-gigi
Seriously, what does the thread title mean? We can’t all be that dumb…
A E I O U and sometimes Y
If you think that I’m a loser, well you suck, ’cause you know I ain’t nothin’ but a user of your love–I can’t get enough. Girl it’s true, the whole wide world is smiling with you.
Fxd tht 4 u
I guess Lola would be a high front rounded vowel articulated in all the right places, often quite liquid, breathy (not creaky), and wonderfully labialized.
Lola, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-la: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of two steps down the palate to tap, at two, on the ridge. Lo. La.
The shooting and fighting of the past 2 weeks continued today, twenty-five mi west of Saigon.
I really wasn’t sure what was going on.
Die Tasche?
Er… She didn’t leave a bag of money at your house did she?
(Anyone who gets that reference can feel free to hang me)
But you–you’re special. You’re so much different. I might let you . . . would you like that?
This threäd needs möre ümläuts.
[I wonder if you guys have ever done a cryptic crossword. What am I talking about, and what’s my general theme?]
Does anybody here know Johnny? Are you Johnny? There was one guy named Johnny but he was a total geek, he always had food in his braces.
Oh God this is like that movie Citizen Kane, you know, where you later find out Rosebud was a sled.
Nope, this is the first time I’ve even HEARD of a cryptic crossword!
Hmm… reading around, I think I may have a basic grasp now.
Miss?
(As in miss a shot, in shooting and fighting and “miss” like “miss what’s going on”?)
I went off “mi west of Saigon” so mi + Saigon = [mis]aigon -> mis -> miss?
This also fits with “missing” Lola, “missing” the girl in the second post (“ain’t nothin’”), people “missing” what Rosebud is, and possibly missing something about Johnny.
I’m new at this so I’m probably way off, but whatever.
Koxinga, do you want to kiss this person? Then be honest: what is keeping you from kissing with confidence? Worries… some of them can be put to rest if you ask yourself a few simple questions before kissing: is your breath fresh? Do your have spinach on your teeth? Is your deodorant strong enough?
You think this thread is about you, don’t you?