Holiday hoobie-whatie?
Don’t stroke him so hard.
:ahem:
:o
Silly me.
What I meant to say was,
“Don’t groom the wookie so vigorously.”
They taste like burning…
Mongo impressed.
Ay yi yi…
Og pad post count!
Right now I’m looking at a picture of a bear cub reaching into the open mouth of a pelican.
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i’ve got more boom-boom than charo
Rico was a short man
Wants to live
With a long-haired girl
In Cosa Meda
Rip off fruit stands
And during the getaway
She will drive the Vespa
He’s gonna buy a parrot
That speaks her language
But all it’ll say is
What are you doing with him
Let’s take off
Everyone’s got to be something
Me, I’m garbage
It’s all I ever wanted to be
Shock me again
And I’ll say anything you want me to
Let it play out
Buy the rights to endless love
If your friends don’t like it
You can tell them to f*ck off
Everyone’s got to be something
Me, I’m stupid
It’s all I ever wanted to be
Shock me again
And I’ll say anything you want me to
Everyone’s got to be something
Me, I’m loaded
It’s all I ever wanted to be
Shock me again
And I’ll stay
I’ll stay
(“Rico,” Matthew Good Band)
And no, the above was not to foil any vanity searches by Rico! 
[sub]Though I wouldn’t be surprised if it did…[/sub]
…I am a lovely bunch of coconuts, di di di di…
Who did what with whom for how many cookies?
Unzip, pull it out, hold it like a gun, and shoot.
1 Under der linden an der heide,
da unser zweier bette was,
Da mugt ir vinden schone beide
gebrochen bluomen unde gras.
Vor dem walde in einem tal,
tandaradei,
schone sanc die nahtegal.
2 Ich kam gegangen zuo der ouwe,
do was min friedel komen e.
Da wart ich enpfangen, here frouwe,
daz ich bin saelic iemer me.
Kust er mich? wol tusentstunt,
tandaradei,
seht wie rot mir ist der munt!
3 Do het er g(e)machet also riche
von bluomen eine bettestat.
Des wirt gelachet innecliche,
kumt iemen an daz selbe pfat.
Bi den rosen er wol mac,
tandaradei,
merken wa mirs houbet lac.
4 Daz er bi mir laege, wessez iemen
(nu enwelle got!) , so schamt ich mich.
Wes er mit mir pflaege niemer niemen
bevinde daz wan er unde ich,
Und ein kleinez vogellin,
tandaradei,
daz mac wol getriuwe sin.