"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
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Happy new years, batches. Now admire my tiara.
Forgive the goofy face. I was extremely drunk and don't even remember having this picture taken.
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hmmmm, I'm now adding 15 yrs to The Boy's pic to get Dattu's pic...and seeing The Boy doing the same thing...
I feel OLD
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Good gods, give an old fagela a break and put some clothes on.
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Dattu, you look like a younger and much, much less hairy version of myself.
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The Rules
Copper- behave toward others to elicit treatment you would like (the manipulative rule)
Gold- treat others how you would like them to treat you (the self regard rule)
Platinum - treat others the way they would like to be treated (the PC rule)
The mothertruckers in the background were off duty, and only showed up as a ridiculing audience.
Tomorrow is like an empty canvas that extends endlessly, what should I sketch on it?
Summer time!
And my new bass <3
Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
Niiice, didn't know you played.
Eh, as if anyone can keep apart who exactly does what here. I know I've mixed up people's backgrounds, hobbies, interests! But thanks
Keep on keepin' the beat alive!
Good thing she can only count to three....
How do you expect to run with the wolves at night when you spend all day sparring with the puppies?
- Omar Little
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
Congrats! (I think?)
In the future, the Berlin wall will be a mile high, and made of steel. You too will be made to crawl, to lick children's blood from jackboots. There will be no creativity, only productivity. Instead of love there will be fear and distrust, instead of surrender there will be submission. Contact will be replaced with isolation, and joy with shame. Hope will cease to exist as a concept. The Earth will be covered with steel and concrete. There will be an electronic policeman in every head. Your children will be born in chains, live only to serve, and die in anguish and ignorance.
The universe we observe has precisely the properties we should expect if there is, at bottom, no design, no purpose, no evil, no good, nothing but blind, pitiless indifference.
He appears to be wearing black socks.
I approve.
Congrats, you.
We're stuck in a bloody snowglobe.
Thank you, thank you! That one's not mine though, she's a friend's girlfriend. I was the first with a ginger though, and my fiancée is a lawyer
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
I don't know what it means, but I found you before I found the arrow.
"In a field where an overlooked bug could cost millions, you want people who will speak their minds, even if they’re sometimes obnoxious about it."
You look different in that picture versus the other one.
It's all about confidence
"One day, we shall die. All the other days, we shall live."
I could have had class. I could have been a contender.
I could have been somebody. Instead of a bum
Which is what I am
I aim at the stars
But sometimes I hit London