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It's official, I rock

 
 
Jack Denfeld
16:33 / 04.03.04
I used to be Jack Denfeld, the King of Barbelith! I have several cool pictures in the pic thread! I started a topic on cheese and received a billion and two replies! My "Interview Jack Denfeld" post was the most entertaining thread to ever grace the pages of Barbelith! I don't write creepy emails! I rock! Rock n Roll! Barbelith taught me to dance! I rock, yeahhhhhh!
 
 
Ethan Hawke
16:40 / 04.03.04
My name is Todd, and I used to be known as todd. No one is the King of me except for me. Someone once replied to a pic I posted in the photos thread with "mm." Matthew just said I'm talented. I used to start thought-provoking threads but now I'm mainly concentrating on kicking A in Bake-Off 2004. Barbelith has taught me how to talk to girls and pick up hot chicks. I fucking rock.
 
 
whothehell@where?
16:45 / 04.03.04
i'm the ayatollah of rock and rolla
 
 
Jack Denfeld
16:45 / 04.03.04
We ROCK!!!!! Yeahhh!
 
 
bitchiekittie
16:45 / 04.03.04


no, it really is all about me. start with the gratitude for my continued presence already.
 
 
8===>Q: alyn
17:05 / 04.03.04
I infected all the Mafia games I played in with TOTALLY INSANE PARANOIA, I ran for President (bet none of you ever ran for President!), and I am 8 feet tall. I just spilled tzadiki sauce in my lap!
 
 
Olulabelle
17:08 / 04.03.04
Surely I rock the most since it was me who started this whole 'I rock-ingness'?
 
 
gridley
17:10 / 04.03.04
Yes, I agree with Olulabelle. As the inventor and pioneer of rocking, she must be crowned as Princess Rock, known to the common folk as She Who Rocks Hardest.
 
 
Spatula Clarke
17:16 / 04.03.04
I wondered where Denfield had gone. Nice to discover that you're still here, Robert.
 
 
Krug
17:51 / 04.03.04
Rock all you want...

But I rule.
 
 
Cloned Christ on a HoverDonkey
18:19 / 04.03.04
You may rule, but I ride a Hover Donkey.

I soooo rock my rocks hurt.
 
 
Olulabelle
18:43 / 04.03.04
You would rock so much more if you exchanged your donkey for a rocking horse.
 
 
aus
19:26 / 04.03.04
<heavy sarcasm="lots" color="whatever" size="real big" face="scowl">Yeah, you all rock. A lot. This thread is a big load of rock. Stop rocking already, it's making me nauseous.</heavy>
 
 
gridley
19:30 / 04.03.04
haha! Aus can't rock anymore because he's married.
 
 
8===>Q: alyn
19:30 / 04.03.04
You mean it's making you "nausiated".
 
 
whothehell@where?
19:32 / 04.03.04
does it really matter?
 
 
8===>Q: alyn
19:34 / 04.03.04
No.
 
 
aus
20:55 / 04.03.04
There is no such word as "nausiated." Just so you know, because I wouldn't want you to write that word somewhere where it can be publicly seen. I'd prefer to save you the embarrassment.
 
 
trixr4kids
23:02 / 04.03.04
no such word as "nausiated." errr no such word...i beg your pardon ..yes there is I just noticed it in a post a minute or so ago....

dont know if i rock ...but i try to roll....much cheaper in the long run
 
 
gingerbop
23:13 / 04.03.04
Yes, you roll round and round. Around the ass-candle.
 
 
trixr4kids
23:41 / 04.03.04
ass candle?? ,with my hairy arse!,i'm calling the barbelith health and safety
 
 
aus
01:50 / 05.03.04
no such word as "nausiated." errr no such word...i beg your pardon ..yes there is I just noticed it in a post a minute or so ago....

Oh... you're right. So there is. Well... gotta go now!
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
09:20 / 05.03.04
Aus can't rock anymore because he's married

Hey, I'm married, and I rock like a motherfucker!

If I moved in next door to Lemmy, HIS lawn would die!

Guess what I'm doing right now?

'sright.

I'm ROCKING. Hard.
 
 
gridley
12:28 / 05.03.04
Well, sure you're rocking NOW! But you're still in the honeymoon phase, aren't you? I highly expect you to keep on rocking for months and months, a year even! But mark my words, every day you'll be rocking just a little bit less. You won't even notice it's happening, but it will. Then one day down the line, you'll be sitting in a big comfy chair watching the telly, and you'll realized out of the blue that you can't even remember the last time you rocked. And you'll call up some of your old friends who you're pretty sure still rock, and you'll mention your fears, and they'll say, "Aw, hell, Stoats, my man, come on out with us tonight, we're planning to rock out like all get out down at the rockin' spot!" and you'll chuckle and say it sounds great and that you'd love to, but the moment you hang up the phone you'll realize you're not going down to the rockin' spot tonight, this chair's too comfy, and nowhere's as nice to be as right here at home with the missus, besides you can always go out and rock "some other night." And then maybe your eyes will close and you'll take a little nap...

...and dream about how hard you used to rock...
 
  
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