The Random Thoughts Thread

[Paige Turner]

hee hee

[the smiling weirwood]

Fa la la la, la la la la!

[steve12553]

In spite of that, I'm still not...

[j. d. worthington]

Positive, yes. But I'm not stepping into that one again....

[Jack]

- She cannot dangle the bogus carrot of possible reconciliation in front of my face whilst riding some other donkey.
- What has she done with my ice cream?
- I have a funny feeling about this?
- I can read her like a book
- Never judge a book by it's cover
- He who dares wins
- Look before you leap
- Do YOU believe in life after love?
- That's a song idiot
- *****....
- Whats that empty container on the side
- ALWAYS look on the bright side of life
- Stop it!
- She has eaten all the Ben and Jerries!!!!!
- Noooooooooooo!

[Paige Turner]

A river goes by here, and part of me always hints that I should be riding on it, becuase the sea is waiting.

[steve12553]

Originally Posted by Paige Turner

A river goes by here, and part of me always hints that I should be riding on it, becuase the sea is waiting.

You're right. It definitely was here. It slept here because I can see it's bed.

[j. d. worthington]

Originally Posted by steve12553

You're right. It definitely was here. It slept here because I can see it's bed.

Forgot to make it up before it left, did it?

[Jack]

Da Biscuit Rap

Because yah can keep any bitch, I’ve got my rich tea.
‘Rich tea?’
I’ll tell yah again I’m a junkie, a flunky. Cruising my ass with an Oreo, don’t need a hole got mah Garibaldi.
‘Not Barlow he’s gone now’.
I need a Kit Kat, wen da rhythm is phat.
With the beat I can’t cheat, can a biscuit cheat like a mother, hell no!
‘Look Jack don’t you know, oh ooo!
Don’t be a fool when you dip them in your tea, they’re not gona make you happy.’
Got my lovely crunchy biscuits, hell I’m gona say’it again case yah missed it. I ain’t dunking no girl like a biscuit. I ain’t gona change so don’t try and twist it.
‘Don’t be a fool when you dip them in your tea, they’re not good enough for you or me’.
I ain’t gona have a roll in the hay, no way.
I’ll have a fig-roll, you dig bro.
Don’t wana go out having fun, I’ll stay one with the Bourbon.
A hobnob, that’s the only dog I’m dipin, I’m flipin.
Won’t a cookie, you’ll be tripin.
They all say ‘try my choc chip treats’, that ain’t sweet, I ain’t no piece of meat.
I won’t wafer, yah a wafer!
A night with a she dog, you won’t a biscuit, but dog don’t got none…Noooooo!
‘Don’t be a fool when you dip them in your tea, even if they are nice and crunchy.’
Hush up bitch!
I need lovely crunchy biscuits, hell I’m gona say’it again case yah missed it. I ain’t dunking no girl like a biscuit. I ain’t gona change so don’t try and twist it.
‘Hell no!’
Can you see the philosophy, of the desire that these biscuits, they do cause in me.
How my soul wil for ever be in-twined by the hole left by the mother, however fine, who tries to share my life with my bicky-time.
Don’t be a fool when you dip them in your tea, they’re not gona make you happy.’
I got my lovely crunchy biscuits, hell I’m gona say’it again case yah missed it. I ain’t dunking no girl like a biscuit. I ain’t gona change so don’t try and twist it.
I got my lovely crunchy biscuits, hell I’ll say’it once more case yah missed it. I ain’t dunking no girl like a biscuit. I ain’t gona change so don’t try and twist it.
Yah!!!

Why? I don’t know why…I’m bored

[BookStop]

I'm sure it'll be a hit on Top 40 in no time.

[Alia]

Jack has some good random thoughts...

And I'm not feeling too well.

[Paige Turner]

Rap isn't very good. It's like swearing. Anybody can do it poorly. With practice, it can be done with some flair. But, at the end of the day, it doesn't amount to much. Let's try a clumsy metaphor:

If music is a car, rap is the pathetic little under-sized spare tire you hope you'll never have to use. And it barely holds enough air to get you to the gas station. And it's all sticky and gross from when somebody spilled a Mountain Dew in the trunk.

To complete the analogy,
Rock 'n' Roll = the Engine
Heavy Metal = the Turbocharger
Classical = the Upholstery
Blues = the Air Conditioning
Country = the Mud Flaps, Floor Mats & Fuzzy Dice
Jazz = that Noise in the Drive Train you can't figure out
Reggae = that Scroungy Hitchhiker you almost picked up

[Jack]

And I'm not feeling too well.

It is one of those days
Glad you like my madness and you get better soon

owww! Im a Turbocharger/Scroungy Hitchhiker! I dislike rap, so I enjoy the mockery So saying...

My biscuits are not sweets you fool, snacks are not wack they're hyper cool!

PS Whats pop then miss/mrs Turner lady?

[Paige Turner]

Originally Posted by Jack

PS Whats pop then miss/mrs Turner lady?

Pop is the peeling, cheesy "graphic" on the side. Strictly for show and utterly ineffectual.

[Jack]

Thank you paige, you just made my night.
By the way...What do you class yourself as musically?