why do i hate that artist thing that people keep posting on my facebook so much? why am i such a jerk?

original draft of lyrics to billy joel's "tell her about it"

"love her balls and die"

https://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/p480x480/942080_591786550852606_1922769611_n.jpg

oops. https://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ash3/p480x480/942080_591786550852606_1922769611_n.jpg

A girl as wife? Are we talking child bride here?

Birds eh can't live with em can't live without em

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thanks invisible yoyo man

If you love a flower, water it so that it may grow. If you love your grandma, waterboard her so that she'll reveal the location of her Oreos.

- Osho

i only love flowers when they're dead and no longer pose a threat to me and my family

On second thought, if a flower is planted in a pot, you may pick it up, because it won't die if you pick up the whole pot along with the flower. But don't drop the pot.

- Osho

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1984_Rajneeshee_bioterror_attack

- Osho

Yeah, Osho is one of the aliases of the guy most people know as the Bagwhan Shree Rajneesh. As an Oregonian I have many memories of his criminal syndicate and its activities.

http://oi3.tinypic.com/53ucxtl.gif

Fosho

Yeah, Osho is one of the aliases of the guy most people know as the Bagwhan Shree Rajneesh. As an Oregonian I have many memories of his criminal syndicate and its activities.

oh THAT guy

he is v handsome

If you love a pizza,

love her? i barely

http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=615438961800512&set=a.472913242719752.114347.472911019386641&type=1&ref=nf

goddamnit.

http://sphotos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash3/942023_615438961800512_1560835290_n.jpg

"yo, stop smiling, i don't think you heard me right. teddy bears be straight up grindin, 24/7, seen? i know you saw ted. so let's make sure we got this straight. DON'T MAKE ME REGRET IT." <punches you in the nuts>

it's hard out here for a hoos

If you love an Osho, let Bhagwans be Bhagwans.

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will someone please put these words over a photo of Bob Marley and then credit it to Katy Perry?

We encounter the unconscious with our consciousness, we fall out of time and stretch this moment.

https://fbcdn-sphotos-g-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-prn2/261405_616317395060186_351540250_n.jpg

life is way too 'shopped

why did i go to that website and what the hell is this

http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UdjdxN7DiNo/UTdlkjzQUSI/AAAAAAAAAYA/nxuBsE_0ICc/s1600/561159_483657571659503_920530985_n.jpg

I believe that is the last thing the photographer saw before the alien got him/her

they put five people's legs in each of those legs

legs like challah bread

woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh I got the legs like challah

"Life is way too short... to compete in track and field events against veiny giants"

That person's knees look insufficient to the task of being knees in those legs.

I always say that if a little of something is good, then keep grabbing more and more of it until there's no more left, then sit around wishing for more until more arrives, and then grab it, too.

The legs look like those deformed peanuts that come with extra.

"woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh I got the legs like challah"

You went there, I went straight to Echo & the Bunnymen's "Lips Like Sugar".

http://sphotos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash3/942023_615438961800512_1560835290_n.jpg

Is it just me or is this sentiment most often expressed by governmet office clerks who spend the day playing spider solitaire?

lol TWU, I figured mine was more annoying/upsetting

Along these lines:

http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PJCjm0ThC34/UaO-OY7CR9I/AAAAAAAAMlo/hU2cCfyFd1o/s1600/facebook+3+(1).jpg

smdh. rape is not an attack?

lol pplains

http://alameda.patch.com/groups/kate-bassford-bakers-blog/p/bp--please-dont-help-my-kids

Same person has posted like three different variations on this article in the last month.

god, having Objectivist parents ought to count as child abuse

if i were those kids i'd just give up

Please don't fish my children out of the shark infested pool

ugh some people really take that shit too far. my old roommate's Dad had a lot of that in him -- threw her in the pool to teach her how to swim and then walked away. literally MADE her learn to walk because he was tired of her crawling. like, put her on her feet as an infant, and if she fell would leave her there until she figured out how to get up on her own.

it's one thing not to help kids when they're figuring things out themselves. but he was DECIDING his daughter's development, and then acting like it was her choice to drown in the fucking pool.

still makes me angry

haha phrasing makes me think you had a little zombie girl roommate

woops

she survived, lol

It’s not my job to sooth their fear and discomfort. In fact, sometimes after my daughters fall asleep ill pay a stranger to stand in the corner of their bedroom and stare at them all night long.
It’s not my job to unlock my bedroom door at 3am when my daughters are outside screaming about some strange guy in their room staring at them.If I do, I have robbed them of the opportunity to learn to calm themselves, assess their situation, and try to problem solve their own way out of it.
It’s not my job to keep them from falling. Yes, the second story window is probably their only escape. If they end up permanently paralyzed from the waist down, they will survive the disappointment. What's more, they will have a goal, avoiding the strange staring man at night while not waking up mommy, and the incentive to work to achieve it.