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Another Taylor Mali classic:

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FjhOBiSk8 Gg

 The the impotence of proofreading
By Taylor Mali
www.taylormali.com 

Has this ever happened to you?
You work very horde on a paper for English clash
And then get a very glow raid (like a D or even a D= )
and all because you are the word¹s liverwurst spoiler.
Proofreading your peppers is a matter of the the utmost impotence. 

This is a problem that affects manly, manly students.
I myself was such a bed spiller once upon a term
that my English teacher in my sophomoric year,
Mrs. Myth, said I would never get into a good colleague.
And that¹s all I wanted, just to get into a good colleague.
Not just anal community colleague,
because I wouldn¹t be happy at anal community colleague.
I needed a place that would offer me intellectual simulation,
I really need to be challenged, challenged dentally.
I know this makes me sound like a stereo,
but I really wanted to go to an ivory legal collegue.
So I needed to improvement
or gone would be my dream of going to Harvard, Jail, or Prison
(in Prison, New Jersey).
 

So I got myself a spell checker
and figured I was on Sleazy Street.
 

But there are several missed aches
that a spell chukker can¹t can¹t catch catch.
For instant, if you accidentally leave a word
your spell exchequer won¹t put it in you.
And God for billing purposes only
you should have serial problems with Tori Spelling
your spell Chekhov might replace a word
with one you had absolutely no detention of using.
Because what do you want it to douch?
It only does what you tell it to douche.
You¹re the one with your hand on the mouth going clit, clit, clit.
It just goes to show you how embargo
one careless clit of the mouth can be.
 

Which reminds me of this one time during my Junior Mint.
The teacher read my entire paper on A Sale of Two Titties
out loud to all of my assmates.
I¹m not joking, I¹m totally cereal.
It was the most humidifying experience of my life,
being laughed at pubically.
 

So do yourself a flavor and follow these two Pisces of advice:
One: There is no prostitute for careful editing.
And three: When it comes to proofreading,
the red penis your friend.

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Medieval castle stormed with bare hands  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bdSbU5rJ7 wU

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Dedicated to all of my colleagues in education - just to remind you of why we do it:

http://www.maniacworld.com/how-much-do-t eachers-make.html

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 Amazingly, after just a single day of teaching, following five days away from the little wretches, I came home so mentally exhausted that I wound up crashing early (as in 8 in the evening). They're just getting worse and worse and I have no clue how to stem the tide of their idiocy.

This song pretty accurately describes how I'm feeling currently:

Veteran Of The Psychic Wars, Blue Oyster Cult

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=nrd2xf5DIlU&feature=related

You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars
I've been living on the edge so long, where the winds of Limbo roar
And I'm young enough to look at, and far too old to see
All the scars are on the inside
I'm not sure that there's anything left of me



Don't let these shakes go on, it's time we had a break from it
It's time we had some leave
We've been living in the flames
We've been eating up our brains
Oh please, don't let these shakes go on.



You ask me why I'm weary, why I can't speak to you
You blame me for my silence, say it's time I changed and grew
But the war's still going on, dear, and there's nowhen that I know
And I can't say if we're ever
I can't say if we're ever gonna be free



Don't let these shakes go on, it's time we had a break from it
It's time we had some leave
We've been living in the flames
We've been eating up our brains
Oh please, don't let these shakes go on.



You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars
My energy is spent at last, and my armor is destroyed
I have used up all my weapons, and I'm helpless and bereaved
Wounds are all I'm made of
Dare you say that this is victory?



Don't let these shakes go on, it's time we had a break from it
Send me to the rear
Where the tides of madness swell
And been sliding into hell
Oh please, don't let these shakes go on

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'cause having my last post on this day being about throwing oneself in front of a train is actually kinda morbid, if one thinks about it. *quirky grin*  

Then again, I suppose it's not wholly out of the realm of romance; look at Romeo and Juliet, as well as Ophelia from Hamlet, just to name a few instances of love and lethality. And who could forget this quaint little ditty?: 

DON'T FEAR THE REAPER

Blue Oyster Cult 

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=Tpy_pYXSpP A&feature=related 

All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper
We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper
Baby I'm your man...

Valentine is done
Here but now they're gone
Romeo and Juliet
Are together in eternity...Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday...Like Romeo and Juliet
40,000 men and women everyday...Redefine happiness
Another 40,000 coming everyday...We can be like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
Baby take my hand...don't fear the reaper
We'll be able to fly...don't fear the reaper
Baby I'm your man...

Love of two is one
Here but now they're gone
Came the last night of sadness
And it was clear she couldn't go on
Then the door was open and the wind appeared
The candles blew then disappeared
The curtains flew then he appeared...saying don't be afraid
Come on baby...and she had no fear
And she ran to him...then they started to fly
They looked backward and said goodby...she had become like they are
She had taken his hand...she had become like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
 

Okay, so I haven't shifted the morbidity factor of today's postings one iota, have I? *chuckle* I'm HAPPY, really!!! 

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 Wandering the blogs, I came across this site addy:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cQ25-glGRzI

The essential narrative is this: bitch punk bullies geek girl in a hardcore fashion (including acts of violence) and then steals her boyfriend. 

The ideals that this video espouses are absolutely horrendous! It essentially states that it's okay for the strong to take from the weak, that "cool" people have the right to bully the "uncool," and that nasty girls are preferable to nice ones. 

Yes, great values to be emulated by our happy slapping youth.

Needless to say, I'm more than a little incensed!

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I was listening to a little Great Big Sea (a fine folkband from Newfoundland) and decided to dig a little into the lyrics of one of their songs. One thing led to another and I found myself watching the following video on Youtube. I have to say, it really filled me happiness, not sure why. Maybe it's just the maritimer in me.   

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DOw3w-00J qw

 "Lukey"

Well oh, Lukey's boat is painted green,
Ha, me boys!
Lukey's boat is painted green,
The prettiest boat that you've ever seen,
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!

Well oh, Lukey's boat's got a fine fore cuddy,
Ha, me boys!
Lukey's boat's got a fine fore cuddy,
And every seam is chinked with putty,
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!

Well I says "Lukey the blinds are down"
Ha, me boys!
I says "Lukey the blinds are down"
"Me wife is dead and she's underground"
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day

Well I says Lukey "I don't care"
Ha, me boys!
I says Lukey "I don't care"
"I'll get me another in the spring of the year"
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!

Oh, Lukey's rolling out his grub,
Ha, me boys!
Lukey's rolling out his grub,
One split pea, and a ten pound tub,
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!

Well, Lukey's boat's got high-topped sails,
Ha, me boys!
Lukey's boat's got high-topped sails
The sheet was planted with copper nails,
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!

Lukey's boat is painted green,
Ha, me boys!
Lukey's boat is painted green,
It's the prettiest boat that you've ever seen,
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!
A-ha, me boys a-riddle-i-day!

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 In response to a recent conversation regarding the importance of having a decent personality over good looks, I thought I'd share this with you:  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UG3ExHB13 3k

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Every now and then, a member of the religious right will really get up my nose by refusing to accept that there is NO objective evidence to even suggest that any one particular religion is more valid than another. At such moments, I tend to make posts such as this one.  

For those of certain religious orientation who refuse to accept that their views actually DON'T make a whole helluva lot of sense to anyone without the subjective faith experience required to believe, I present this: 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDp7pkEcJVQ

And the original text version: http://www.jhuger.com/kisshank.php 

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Yep, I went over bank stuff today and discovered that I'll have about £120 to live off of till the 25th. Ugh. I hate being skint (UK term for 'broke'). At least all the major expenses (including the work permit application fee and monthly travel pass) have been paid for, so all I have to worry about is eating cheaply for the next. Still depressing, though...

In the meantime, just got internet hooked up in my new room, so I'm back online (internet Scrabble, here I come!).

And just for amusement's sake, check out Kozo, the dancing hippo.

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