Another question for Salah.
I have a gay friend here in Burque named Dustin. Do you know him?
Salah, please post your favorite picture. You must be in the picture but others can be as well. Explain to us why it is your favorite and what it means to you.
"Who is this doing this synthetic type of Alpha Beta psychedelic funkin'?"
it's all we've got anymore
Some of you are real grumpy. I approve of this, faxman.
Does it weird you out that you've apparently become the gay ambassador to the internet right here? Also, man if you're ever in Dublin, gimme a shout. I'd really like to buy you a pint. Will get hold of Geuro, I haven't forgotten, promise
Keep up the good work.
Last edited by MissingPerson; 10-21-2008 at 01:51 PM.
They're not grumpy, they're just reminiscing about the past.
Although, I must admit . . . I experienced a couple of Yablo interviews and they weren't all that.
I said in the outset, if this thread is shit. It will sink. Sorry I won't get all feisty about the criticism. My favorite though was saying it doesn't have "heart"
awwwww *lolz* that's funny shit there.
I'm personally glad he's gone.
it's summer, baby.
Yablo was cruel.
it's summer, baby.
*based upon tedious fact checking.
I like the idea of this thread, but one week is a long time to spend on one person.
Fucking ridiculous and totally embarassing. Unbelievabely fucked up. We later on figured out that these were out alter egos for the night. Plus, the debut of the fairy wings! (p.s.-sexy Bowie shirt, yes?) That night was such a blast
Originally Posted by Wayne Coyne
Salah, what coffee drink order makes you cringe the most?
How about just a day for each person? That's seems like enough time. Then again, I post on here more than most people, so maybe 2 days, 3?
I like three days. Long enough to get in depth, but short enough to not cause overkill.
Lick an orange, it tastes like an orange. Lick a pineapple, it tastes like a pineapple. Go ahead, try it. Try some more. The strawberries taste like strawberries. The snozzberries taste like snozzberries! We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams. Come along, come along.