Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.
Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.

Just one girlie at the tourney and it's kill or be killed.
The Dungeon Master is the bastard known as Pliny the Ill
but I, I could feel it coming through the air that night.
Oh Lord, my sword's out. Jesus, just avert Your eyes.

Took me years to develop these skills.
I'm untouchable thanks to these pills.
The way's paved with knaves that I've horribly slain.
See me coming, better run for those hills. Listen up now.

You got me killing, uh.
You got me blind to feelings.
I crush your face, I take your jewels, you have no way of dealing.

Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.
Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.

"Mirror mirror, uh, up on the wall, uh,
who's the baddest motherfucker of them all, uh?
Just like Columbus, uh, he get the bloodlust, uh.
Just like Columbus he get murderous on purpose."

You got me hurting, uh.
You got me pulling curtains.
You sucking chili dogs while I go on my crazed berserking.

Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.
Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.

10s and 20s, what's so funny, fucking 20 10?
Sweet Jesus, please just get me through this. Take me home again.
But I'm all up in the Deathworld, snap.
Rub a bump in the Deathworld, shit.
I'm all heavy with the winnings not to mention all the sinning and I lost it in the Deathworld, crap.

In the Valley of the Shadow a Boobery attacked.
He was the hitman of the girlie, who survived to the last.
She was the cutest necromancer that I ever did see.
I almost wished myself to die so she could win the whole thing, but

Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.
Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.

Belated is just as welcome. Thanks.

In reply to this comment by campionidelmondo:
Oh lord I'm sooo late.

Congratulations on your gold star, you go girl!

Oh lord I'm sooo late.

Congratulations on your gold star, you go girl!

She says she can support whomever she wants to support as long as she doesn't browbeat anyone else, but she DID subtly (and not-so-subtly) browbeat the students who said they were pulling for McCain. She may not look at it as such, but every time one of the students said, "McCain," she said, "Oh lord, John McCain." I wouldn't call what she did to the little girl belittling her, but I would call it an appeal to her fear ("John McCain could leave your daddy in Iraq for a hundred years").

She was very obviously biased toward Obama, which is fine (so am I), but for the sake of her classroom discussions, she needs to learn how to leave her bias at the door.

Oh lord, that made me laugh out so hard!

Oh lord. You're at it again huh. Reading comments how you want to read them taking from it only what you feel is necessary to your point. If you even bothered to read most of these posts on either side of the fence, you would realise absolutely no-one has expressed any wish for "trolls" or people with differing views to themselves, be removed outright . What is being called for is when someone is way out of line (can I just say I really haven't seen much evidence of this round here, but it does happen). The definition of out of line being someone who repeatedly gets personal, has nothing to add to the pot but spite and someone who gets pleasure out of taking individuals down without provocation. As far as I can see, that's just reasonable human behaviour, it has nothing to do with having no guts.

You seem to have this superiority complex and things are black and white for you. Before you come back with some over-wordy, purposefully confusing and arrogant retort, I would ask you to look again at all the comments that have been posted here. Oh and if you intend to take up choggie's helm please know, you may be slightly more coherent, but you're nowhere near as entertaining

Oh lord! I remember this movie!

Loool. Oh lord, very nsfw. Had to choke down a laughing fit here and it came out as a series of grunts and weird sounds. Tried to rescue the situation by saying ´sorry´ out loud, but everyone else just stayed quiet, wondering about my mental health.

I truly wish it was just you... I fear it isn't... I certainly don't think she does... but i'm sure there are plenty of people out there that are certainly willing to accept that because she can shoot... she can turn the economy around... It makes perfect sense when you think about it...

Oh lord... sometimes i want to pray for a comet...

They sure built some clever and biting social commentary into this show. I always wondered how much was overshadowed by the over-the-top hilarity.

Critiquing the social tendency for some black people to throw this word around but also consider it jarringly offensiveness when used on another's tongue (in the waiter scene) has been done to death in comedy. But if its a person's name, and just a word again,... well thats maybe a clever idea to start with. Using that to then examine the irrationality of racism (showing how stereotypes always describe more than the intended group), then recognize differences can exist in cultures separated by race (Dave's wife talking about a broken bottle and dice game, alluding to a starkly different life compared to one the title family leads) and to finally externalize the terrible hopelessness discrimination can instill with a serious line delivered as if in jest...

'Oh Lord, this racism is killing me inside!'

Dave's the master!

I love you SO much right now.

In reply to this comment by LittleRed:
Oh lord thank you. I'm tired of being one of "those" women that think the stripper videos and the less-than-mediocre "burlesque" videos are unacceptable.

In reply to this comment by thepinky:
This is soft porn. Can somebody please do something about this? I come to videosift so that I don't have to deal with this type of disgusting objectification of women. Come on, guys.

And LadyDeath, WTF?!

Oh lord thank you. I'm tired of being one of "those" women that think the stripper videos and the less-than-mediocre "burlesque" videos are unacceptable.

In reply to this comment by thepinky:
This is soft porn. Can somebody please do something about this? I come to videosift so that I don't have to deal with this type of disgusting objectification of women. Come on, guys.

And LadyDeath, WTF?!

Baby you understand me now
If sometimes I get a little mad
Don't you know no one alive
Can always be an angel
When things goes wrong
Your bound to see some bad

Oh but I'm just a soul who's intentions are good
Oh lord , please don't let me be misunderstood

You know sometimes, I'm so carefree
With a joy that's hard to hide
Then sometimes again it seems
All I have is worry
Then your bound to see the other side

Oh but I'm just a soul who's intentions are good
Oh lord , please don't let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy I want you to know
I didn't mean to take it out on you
Life has it's problems and I've got my share
But thats one thing I never ment to do
Cause I love you

Now baby I'm just human
Got my faults like anyone else
But sometimes I find myself
All alone regreting
All the foolish things that I have done

Oh but I'm just a soul who's intentions are good
Oh lord , please don't let me be misunderstood

On the fourth of July, eighteen hundred and six,
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand City Hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful craft, she was rigged 'fore and aft
And how the wild winds drove her
She 'stood several blasts, she had twenty-three masts
And they called her the Irish Rover

We had one million bags of the best Sligo rags
We had two million barrels of stones
We had three million bales of old nanny goats' tails
We had four million barrels of bones
We had five million hogs and six million dogs
And seven million barrels of porter
We had eight million sides of old blind horses' hides
In the hold of the Irish Rover

There was awl Mickey Coote
Who played hard on his flute
When the ladies lined up for a set
He was tootin' with skill
For each sparkling quadrille
Though the dancers were fluther'd and bet
With his smart witty talk
He was cock of the walk
And he rolled the dames under and over
They all knew at a glance
When he took up his stance
That he sailed in The Irish Rover

(bridge)

There was Barney McGee from the banks of the Lee
There was Hogan from County Tyrone
There was Johnny McGurk who was scared stiff of work
And a man from Westmeath called Malone
There was Slugger O'Toole who was drunk as a rule
And fighting Bill Tracy from Dover
And your man Mick McCann, from the banks of the Bann
Was the skipper on the Irish Rover

For a sailor it's always a bother in life
It's so lonesome by night and day
That he longs for the shore
And a pretty young whore
Who will melt all his troubles away
Oh, the noise and the rout
Swillin' poitin and stout
For him soon the torment's over
Of the love of a maid
He is never afraid
An old salt from the Irish Rover

We had sailed seven years when the measles broke out
And our ship lost her way in the fog
And the whole of the crew was reduced down to two
'Twas meself and the captain's old dog
Then the ship struck a rock; oh Lord what a shock
The bulkhead was turned right over
We turned nine times around - then the poor old dog was drowned
I'm the last of the Irish Rover

I was hoping you'd raise some issue about which I could argue, but I agree with you completely. Damnit. ha!

So what is your opinion of Sweden versus America? I always see Sweden at the top of the list when it comes to social issues, and I'm jealous. Are the lists an accurate portrayal of Swedish society?

In reply to this comment by Kreegath:
Let's just agree that no argument, example or viewpoint should be completely set in stone. We all make up imperfect opinions based on imperfect information, and trying to hold the mindset that as many of ones opinions as possible are open for change is imperative for a meaningful discussion of just about any kind.

The problem as I see it with people being against abortion is that I feel they're (and they in this case is the people in general) trying to create a moral highground where none exist by not looking at the implications and consequences of denying a woman the right to an abortion in a clinic. To be honest, looking at it realistically, women will still do abortions regardless of whether or not there's a law saying they can't. In that regard the practical discussion is about whether we let professionals in the field of medicine deal with it, or the women themselves with a coathanger in the forest at night. The ethical discussion is something I've got some thoughts on aswell, but that's for a separate paragraph.

There was this girl who killed herself in Ireland by putting a dirty stick into her uterus, because she'd been raped and couldn't cope with giving birth to that baby even though her family had given her their support. This is the reality of women doing abortions, and the consequence of trying to ban the practice of medical abortion by creating an argument for "a womans right to choose" versus "a fetus' right to life". I think the reality is that neither of those are valid arguments in this issue, because just like that Irish girl felt she did not have a choice when it came to her pregnancy, and risked and subsequently took her own life to stop it. It's very hard for someone who hasn't experienced it to imagine that level of desperation.

It's very easy for someone completely detached from the people, families and society affected by the presumptive abortion to try and create a moral highground against it. In my mind it also seems shortsighted and disregards the motives for the abortion, the implications of raising an unwanted child and the repercussions in society. These women don't look for an abortion as an alternative to condoms, they don't go through with it on a whim and it's not a decision that in any stretch could be conceived as being taken lightly.
A woman not being able to support her child emotionally and/or financially aswell as provide security and education is among the worst kinds of mental torture you could inflict on a person. This kind of mentality leads to poverty, intolerance, social injustice and crime which in turn leads to a huge strain on society, affecting even more people and creating a plethora of additional problems. Now, obviously I'm not saying that anti-abortionists promote crime and injustice, but what I am saying is this: The sanctity of life simply does not end at conception.

Finally, my take on the religious argument about the moment of conception and the soul. I look at it like this:
I don't think Jesus actually existed but is the (oh lord I don't know the correct word for it, allegory?) unreachable goal which we should all strive for. I believe the religious thinkers who roughly 2000 years ago started talking about these paragons of virtue (of which they eventually picked Jesus) wanted to push as many good stories and attributes on the icon as possible, partly because people would get a moral compass to frame, direkt and solidify their mentality/behaviour and partly because they wanted people to keep striving to become better human beings (better at humanity?), never being able to reach it and would therefore come back for more.
Just like I don't think Jesus was actually walking around 2000 years ago and curing lepers and feeding the masses with a loaf of bread, I don't believe the soul is an actual, material entity. I don't think the soul (if you believe in that sort of thing) is something you receive upon conception at all but is the representation of ones life, dreams, memories, experiences, knowledge and feelings. As such, a fetus which has no organs, no immune system, no consciousness or subconsciousness in my mind has none of the things that would make up ones soul, since it hasn't actually lived yet. This alone would naturally not warrant the termination of a pregnancy, but I think it's important to realize a fetus at that point is medically and practically not yet a human being. Actually, in Sweden it's illegal to even try and save a fetus born too prematurely (I think it's any fetus born in the 25th week of pregnancy or earlier). Because quite frankly, if the fetus would survive the incubator with the looming 99.9% mortality rate, partly due to having no immune system whatsoever, it would be so incredibly handicaped and in such pain for the rest of its short life that it would be constituted as torture of the worst possible kind.

So yeah, I do think that abortion is the result of society not taking responsibility for it's members. It's the result of injustices, intolerance, hate and a terrible inability of some persons to put themselves in the situations of others.
I think that in a perfect world, no woman would be targeted for rape, would be discriminated and hamstrung to the point where she had to rely on the good graces of others to support her and even moreso any future offspring of hers, would be isolated and judged by an archaic system of hate and intolerance, and where people would take personal responsibility for everyone's prosperity.
Today however, for the most part, it feels like we're not so much a coherent society as we are a separate group of clans having to share livingspace (on s societal level of course, on a international level we're not even sharing).
Taking responsibility is key here, and that is not achieved by picketing a doctor's home or telling women they're murderers. Taking responsibility is helping them raise the child, which you probably won't see anyone do before hell freezes over.

I'm sorry for dragging this out a bit. It's such a loaded issue that it's extremely hard to show how you feel about it without either getting labeled effectively getting words put in your mouth that are not your own, or getting completely ignored for saying something and not elaborating on it enough.