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Liger starts a Lateshift Part Deux

 
  

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STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
22:28 / 22.09.05
"Lie"?

I'm so pissed off that I lent my copy of that album to a girl I was horribly in love with when I was at university. And never got it back.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
22:30 / 22.09.05
Christ only knows what happened to my CD of Jim Jones' final sermon, though...
 
 
Saint Keggers
22:31 / 22.09.05
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STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
22:34 / 22.09.05
There's not a lot I can say to that, other than

WHOAH! DUDE!!!
 
 
P. Horus Rhacoid
22:35 / 22.09.05
Yeah, that's the one. One of my friends owns it.

And holy shit, the killer just slipped on a head (earlier removed from a girl's body via elevator) and fell down an elevator shaft. I love this movie.
 
 
■
22:36 / 22.09.05
I'm not sure which is worse: that scary pic or that fact that I want to pull their heads back and chew at their throats.
Anyway. Night all. Pain medication kicking in.
 
 
Saint Keggers
22:41 / 22.09.05
Night Cube!
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
22:43 / 22.09.05
Night, cube!
 
 
P. Horus Rhacoid
22:44 / 22.09.05
What they said.
 
 
Saint Keggers
22:49 / 22.09.05
Yeah, what we said.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
22:50 / 22.09.05
Uncharacteristically, I'm having a moment of clarity in my drunkenness. And it says "eat veggie sausages, then sleep". So I'm going to follow its advice.

Goodnight, all...
 
 
Saint Keggers
22:51 / 22.09.05
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Its comics. But they're old. Old comics.
 
 
P. Horus Rhacoid
22:52 / 22.09.05
IF A MAN HAVE A MOMENT OF CLARITY ON AN EVENING IN WHICH THE ALE HAS FLOWED FREELY, HE WOULD DO WELL TO FOLLOW ITS ADVICE.
 
 
Saint Keggers
22:52 / 22.09.05
and in my mind they taste just like veggie sausages.
 
 
alas
22:54 / 22.09.05
Must walk the dogs. Still have not started grading. Traumatized by the Zombie Pez Dispenser Army and their nefarious flesh-eating ways. That's my current excuse for the lack of grading action.
 
 
Saint Keggers
22:55 / 22.09.05
Im sorry.
 
 
alas
22:56 / 22.09.05
It's not your fault. It's the Illiteracy of Our Youth Today. Why Can't Johnny Write Anything But Cliches?
 
 
Saint Keggers
23:00 / 22.09.05
Oh I hear you. But, whatta ya gonna do. Thats the way the ball bounces and the way the cookie crumbles. I'd go on but I feel like Im just flogging a dead horse.
 
 
Saint Keggers
23:45 / 22.09.05
I running out of ideas for photos. Suggest some. Go for it. I dares you!
 
 
alas
00:37 / 23.09.05
Am back--dogs walked, dishes done, papers still festering in my book bag, and eyeglasses still lost. Lost damnit lost. So picture ideas:

Show me where my glasses are, Kegboy.

Or, show me a cross between Reese Witherspoon and a Greasy Spoon.

Or, show me true love.

Or, just show me why my stomach is aching and that little muscle on the inside of my knee is doing that odd involuntary twitching thing that those muscles sometimes inexplicably do.
 
 
Saint Keggers
00:51 / 23.09.05
just show me why my stomach is aching


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(image taken from some old comic, text all mine though)
 
 
alas
01:14 / 23.09.05
That would explain it.

(Genius? Is he talking to me?? I'm blushing. Such flattery so unexpected from a man-in-the-stomach. Admittedly, he's also telling me to die. That part's not so good...)
 
 
Saint Keggers
01:21 / 23.09.05
Yeah, well... the stomach acids are horrid on the mind of the murdering inner body killer.
 
 
alas
01:25 / 23.09.05
The man in my stomach is now telling me I must get some sleep. Please, next time, let's have a friendlier guy in my gut. Maybe a kind of Big Lebowski type. Or a quiet young man who likes to read and collect stamps. I think they'd be distinctly less distressing, in a gastrointenstinal sense.

Other picture ideas:

What lives in my carpeting?

Now that you mention it, where *have* all the flowers gone, damnit?

Sasquatch.

And, the crowd favorite: More PEZ! Again! Again! (shout the telly-tubbie-lithers)

Good night, my true North North American friend!
 
 
The Return Of Rothkoid
16:19 / 23.09.05
Tag team! Back again!

*freaky hand gestures*
 
 
Saint Keggers
22:53 / 23.09.05
..and a freaky hand gesture right back atcha!
 
 
Less searchable M0rd4nt
00:23 / 24.09.05
Who's up?
 
 
Less searchable M0rd4nt
00:33 / 24.09.05
I am BORED.

You must ENTERTAIN ME.

With SQUIRRELS.
 
 
■
00:39 / 24.09.05
Will this do?
Snubbed by a squirrel
 
 
Less searchable M0rd4nt
00:43 / 24.09.05
cube: Squizzle! Posh squizzle.
 
 
■
00:48 / 24.09.05
One of the cutest/saddest things I have ever seen was last week when I was out on the balcony at work and watched a squirrel bury a lump of bread. It was so expertly done - a small patch of grass opened, bread buried and the whole thing closed within seconds. However, how would said SQRL know that this particular cache would rot in days, so that his inheritance was useless. Cute yet tragic.
 
 
Less searchable M0rd4nt
00:50 / 24.09.05
Awwww. A metaphor for life.
 
 
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00:55 / 24.09.05
btw Mord, here are a few of my photos from the Barca trip at new year, I managed to leave most of the interesting ones on a film canisterin the flat we rented, but there are some nice ones there.
 
 
alas
00:57 / 24.09.05
I have canisters of exposed but undeveloped film that date from the mid-90s. (I wonder if this is the one from that time we went to Florida?)

Evenin' all.
 
 
■
00:58 / 24.09.05
Evening. It'll be nice to see something but ignored posts. Howya, alas?
 
  

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