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>> ^ponceleon:
What floors me the most is the clarify of the water. I've never seen flooding which was this clean before...


Absolutely, I'm astonished by that. The water must pour in very gently and something about the geology (very rocky, poorly developed soils?) must prevent it from silting up.

Amazing sift, should be #1. Any time I see some new phenomena that I didn't know the Earth could produce I'll sift it very enthusiastically

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It's dreamy weather we're on
You waved your crooked wand
Along an icy pond with a frozen moon
A murder of silhouette crows I saw
And the tears on my face
And the skates on the pond
They spell Alice

I disappear in your name
But you must wait for me
Somewhere across the sea
There's a wreck of a ship
Your hair is like meadow grass on the tide
And the raindrops on my window
And the ice in my drink
Baby all I can think of is Alice

Arithmetic arithmetock
Turn the hands back on the clock
How does the ocean rock the boat?
How did the razor find my throat?
The only strings that hold me here
Are tangled up around the pier

And so a secret kiss
Brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
When I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost over there
And I must be insane
To go skating on your name
And by tracing it twice
I fell through the ice
Of Alice

And so a secret kiss
Brings madness with the bliss
And I will think of this
When I'm dead in my grave
Set me adrift and I'm lost over there
And I must be insane
To go skating on your name
And by tracing it twice
I fell through the ice
Of Alice
There's only Alice

The Bloom, the Swoon, the Sugars on your block
The Planets land in flesh in the corners of New York
The ghetto, the meadow, the Mr. Butter flew
The Honeybugs dug and licked the honey dew
The sun, the kiss, the funk for a bliss
The lips with the soul and some jazz for ya hips
The puff, the buzz, the lids be heavy slick
The Mecca get a rush when the beats be very thick
The hands, the feet, the brown baby treat
The femmes fumble loose and drink the doodlejuice
The steps, the flams, the Planets goddamn
The peoples get a grip with a tape from a jam

The big, the fat, the cool cool cats
The psychedelic soul puts the Planets on the map
The chic, the love, the far out name
The lack of the funk's the main why we came
The boogie gets done, the colors won't run
The funk hits the square, the kids gotta come
The pizza with the pop, the west 4th stop
The crew after crew that do the grasshop
The true cool is black, the new school is fat
The beats by the ounce, the funk by the pack
The hanging off the butts with the fat sole kicks

The wide, the hip, dig it it's the trip
The loops, the scene and the funkifying it
The sounds, the pounds, the stacks, the flair
The baggy baggy jeans, the notty notty hair
The twinkle in the eye, the kids that livin' fly
The crew from the sky, the stuff that gets you high
The action, the work from the rhyme
We goes the whole nine
The papers won't rot, the vapors get got
The streets give the buzz the funk up your block
The opium groove, the smacked out soul
The kickin' it live the fat gotta roll

>> ^lucky760:
I don't know what it is about her... or me... but I just don't find her very attractive. It's strange because if you break her down into pieces they seem like they would add up into something magnificent, but the whole is just... meh.
Am I the only one on this boat?


I've found Odette Yustman to be more attractive. She's the chick who was smoking out with Tim Meadows in Walk Hard; plus she's been in other stuff. She gets compared to Megan Fox a lot apparently.

But I'll still give it all up for Michelle Pfeiffer in Ladyhawke.

all i want to be is a shovely bubbly gobbly gook
a seagull stole him from his slow mama's hands aboard the boat the sweet louisa
and dropped him in the meadow-lands where wild hyenas taught him how to hunt old elephants
so he spent his formative years eating out badunkadunk
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
he travelled across the sea in the belly of a japanese businessman on a pleasure ship to france
and he don't know why she loves him
and he don't know why the sun sets but fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
bang pow pow pow ahhhhhh
and her father hated him with the passion of a dying chinaman
he said get him out of here or i'm gonna bite of his face
no daddy daddy don't daddy daddy
get the fuck out of my house
no daddy daddy don't daddy daddy
this is my house my house
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman
fee fi fo fum i smell the blood of an englishman

"We often assume that true understanding is conveyed through spoken speech rather than gesture, but new research shows that "talking with your hands" can not only reveal different information than spoken language, it can be both more correct and yield better learning.

Goldin-Meadow and colleagues have previously shown that spontaneous gesture during speech contains a form of implicit knowledge - knowledge that cannot be verbally reported, but nonetheless affects performance."

http://scienceblogs.com/developingintelligence/2008/02/from_mind_to_hand_hidden_knowl.php

Needs to do Flushing Meadows next or Dreamland

*dark
*rocknroll

Think I wanna die if you don’t stay
drop dead in place you can forget it
Carry a torch for days,
I’m gonna let it burn

I remember watching as you slowly loaded up the loom.
On repeat: Caravan and we danced around the room.
Once insecure about your scar but I think you got over it.

Dreampt of marimbas made from the bones of our relatives,
who never live as long as we think that they oughta live.
You dreampt of sex with tigers
I tried to get my head around that one!

Left in a disguise for the faraway
Traveled all alone through boring meadows
while I sat at home
wishing we could elope..

Will you ever know what you do to me?
I’m on my broken knees, no end of sorrow.
Sorry if that’s twee but it’s tomorrow’s hope

Ah yeah
It's the fat joint right here
Here we...
This joint right here is dedicated to
Well, I'm not malicious
But all those whose words vicious
Talkin behind the back
This shit is wack
Here we go
You need to walk like a duck (walk like a duck)
Walk like a duck (walk like a duck)
You need to walk like a duck (walk like a duck)
Say what? (Like a muthafuckin duck!)
You need to walk like a duck (walk like a duck)
Walk like a duck (walk like a duck)
You need to walk like a duck (walk like a duck)
Yo Jorge, how do ducks walk?
Check it

Kurious was never one for ring around
The rosie, not Josey, but I mosey on down
To a meadow where the flowers stay wilted
So what I ain't hit as many skins as Wilt the Stilt did
It's like that, never labelled a wack
And yo, they choose behind my back to do the Duckville quack
My style is cool, sweet like a ???
But still (what?) you gossip like a bitch
Mental stimulation when I'm rollin with the rat pack
If you're frontin rock, get the doodoo out your knap sack
The fat track provided by the Beat' got you goin
'nuts kickin butts, underneath be when I'm flowin
I'm knowin, you frontin-ass ducks is gettin smeared
My crew rolls thick like a hillbilly's beard
Constipated Monkeys gettin to the point quick
Like my man Apache said: yo, get off (MY DICK!)

It's like that and - ah
Didn't go to Georgia, took the train to Alabama
On the midnight tip like Gladys Knight and the Pips
My sole intention bein to move the marrow in your hips
Family confusion's what motivates the rhymer
Got an aunt named Tom, uncle named Jemima
Kurious Jorge on the welfare line
Plus American Airline never prepared mine
Ears for the poppin, hands for the clappin
If I sense turbulence, commence to see the captain
Two strikes, your motion got a notion of funk
I must prescribe a mint (why?) cause your breath stunk
(Ill) I paid the bills, sent a check to my mama
If you try to wreck my mind, there's mad drama
I'ma deliver one worm for the hawk
Eliminatin quacks on the duck walk

I drop limes like you drop mescaline
Tabs on my tongue as I swung from the swing
And came up with that thing they call 'Walk Like a Duck'
Quite frankly don't give a fuck
Mama raised me humble, so I never ever label
Myself as the best, cause some of the rest got more flavor
But that's okay, beyond a shadow of a doubt
I got skills, I ain't conceited, but still might take you out
Half Puertorican, half Cuban, not Fidel
Castro, like an astro you know I excel
Time to sell mad units, scratchin on my pubics
Complicate confusion like a ?Nick Kubrick? on a Rubik
Who kicks the bubbles that allow the truth to surface?
I never will delete, so I don't defeat the purpose
Slapshot the gift like a hockey puck
Ha-ha, you fuckin duck

I don't have to lie to you people. I feel comfortable around you all. Enough to where I can share a good majority of my actual personality.

If I want to be a severe dickhead though, I tend to frolic in the meadows of youtube. There are so many trolls there that it doesn't even matter.

Pinky,

I agree that the Mountain Meadows Massacre movie was horribly made film and made of mockery of the horrific event.

As to your question about the translation method depicted in the Southpark episode, its interesting that the church always shows pictures and gives the impression that the translation was literal, with Joseph going through the plates, page by page. Eyewitness accounts, however, back up the Southpark depiction:

“Joseph Smith would put the seer stone into a hat, and put his face in the hat, drawing it closely around his face to exclude the light; and in the darkness the spiritual light would shine. A piece of something resembling parchment would appear, and on that appeared the writing. One character at a time would appear, and under it was the interpretation in English. Brother Joseph would read off the English to Oliver Cowdery, who was his principal scribe, and when it was written down and repeated to Brother Joseph to see if it was correct, then it would disappear, and another character with the interpretation would appear. Thus the Book of Mormon was translated by the gift and power of God, and not by any power of man.”

(David Whitmer-- one of the three witnesses, An Address to All Believers in Christ, Richmond, Mo.: n.p., 1887, p. 12. as quoted in the July Ensign (Mormon magazine) by Apostle Russell Nelson)"

http://library.lds.org/nxt/gateway.dll/Magazines/Ensign/1993.htm/ensign%20july%201993.htm/a%20treasured%20testament.htm

There are other quotes to corroborate this, including from his wife Emma and Oliver Cowdrey, his principle scribe.

"The group of puppies of puppies chased the boy through the meadow?" That's not how you use mugglewuggin.

>> ^rottenseed:
fun little-known fact: The scientific term for a group of puppies is "mugglewuggin"
usage: The mugglewuggin of puppies chased the boy through the meadow.


* lies