Inspired simultaneously and erratically by the blog thoughts of both Stanley Lee and Ned Rorem.

Feb 11, 2004

Sadly, these have been my friends for the last 4 years.

drungken munk ee (9:43:16 PM): yeah, it's already gotten so bad that i can't really even begin to trick her. she'll kick my ass for sure.
drungken munk ee (9:43:43 PM): and when i restrain her physically, she does that cold-shoulder deal. i hate that cold-shoulder deal.
naryantek (9:44:43 PM): damn shes got you under her thumb.
naryantek (9:44:48 PM): HER THUMB!
drungken munk ee (9:45:28 PM): let's not talk about thumbs, my thumby friend.
naryantek (9:45:56 PM): huh
drungken munk ee (9:46:05 PM): you are sure to be the professional in that department; you know alice's thumbs better than she does.
drungken munk ee (9:46:08 PM): biooootch!
drungken munk ee (9:48:09 PM): silence = defeat.
naryantek (9:51:47 PM): GAY
naryantek (9:51:51 PM): you are so gay
naryantek (9:52:02 PM): i was in the bathroom and you had a mini contest with yourself
naryantek (9:52:11 PM): and i still dont get why im a pro with thumbs
drungken munk ee (9:53:32 PM): here:

function alice(person stan) {
if (!stan->whupped)
stan->whupped = 1;
else if (stan->confident) {
stan->confident = stan->confident - 1;
alice(stan);
} else {
printf("%s is so under %s's thumb!",stan,alice);
alice(stan);
}
}

drungken munk ee (9:53:45 PM): as you can see, the function is endlessly recursive in nature.

Feb 10, 2004

The Truest Definition of Globalization: The death of Princess Diana

An English princess
with an Egyptian boyfriend
crashes in a French tunnel,
driving a German car
a Dutch engine,
driven by a Belgian who was drunk
on Scottish whisky, (check the bottle before you change the spelling)
followed closely by Italian Paparazzi,
on Japanese motorcycles;
treated by an American doctor,
using Brazilian medicines.
This is sent to you by an American,
using Bill Gates's technology,
and you're probably reading this on your computer,
that use Taiwanese chips,
and a Korean monitor,
assembled by Bangladeshi workers
in a Singapore plant,
transported by Indian lorry-drivers,
hijacked by Indonesians,
unloaded by Sicilian longshoremen,
and trucked to you by Mexican illegals.....

this was forwarded to me by an Australian

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