Registered: May 2008
Location: The Pacific Northwest, of course
teach teach teach teach me how to jerk
Teach, teach me how to jerk...
I let my chain bang, gang swang, go watch
Girls tell me when I jerk I look so hot
Cause' I be jerkin' like a churner
wtff man...
Sep-04-2009 14:08
Akridrot
Suspended User
Registered: Jun 2004
Location: Free Candy! Yay! (Only available in select vans)
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I feel like a girl watching this... it's not funny how feminine this makes me feel. I'm all giddy and I can't even watch the whole thing because I keep covering my face with my left palm and looking away.
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Did he really make a song about jerking off?
I'm gonna watch the rest lol
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Sep-04-2009 14:15
Akridrot
Suspended User
Registered: Jun 2004
Location: Free Candy! Yay! (Only available in select vans)
Disappointment
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Sep-04-2009 14:20
denys envy
no scratch, no snatch...
Registered: Mar 2004
Location: falLAcy, CA
every baltimore club is already blasting this. ugh.
furthermore: *rub nose* *rub hands*, repeat.
Sep-04-2009 14:27
winston
ultraviolet catastrophe
Registered: Nov 2005
Location: Yggdrasill
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"I think the scientific and the artistic spirit have something in common. The scientist wants not only to learn the facts, but to understand how they cohere, fit together and make a whole. He even uses criteria such as beauty and symmetry to help decide which theory he wants.
The scientist cannot capture the whole cosmos in thought. In his mind he makes a kind of microcosm, which we see as an analogue of the cosmos. In this way we try to get a feeling for the whole. The artist, I suppose, gets a feeling for the whole some other way.”
David Bohm in “Art, Dialogue and the Implicate Order”, published in On Creativity RC (Routledge Classics)
Sep-04-2009 14:36
phyrrus
Senior tranceaddict
Registered: Jun 2005
Location: Rio de Janeiro, RJ
don't forget the obligatory pop-song bridge, which instructs people how to do the re-reject/superman/stankyleg/jane fonda/helen keller/whatever hackneyed dance move you want to spread like swine flu