I can tell you in the most minute detail what happened that day in 1986. I even remember what brand of cereal I ate that morning. The scent of cigarette smoke on that early spring morning.
But 1987? No chance. That was nearly 30 years ago, don't be ridiculous.
Yes, you could. You'd write it and then someone would say it was ridiculous. Redo better.
Except it's not a community college creative writing class.
It's our actual timeline. We're living in the implausible badly written world.
This is disgusting. I'm shaking with rage rn. And believe me, I am aware of the current context of this photo. And ppl ask me why I'm such a misanthropist.
Honestly, I'd hang with them. It's the ones with the outfits AND the single unifying hair style that immediately mark them as chads. If you look, there's a guy who's asking himself why he agreed to this, and a dude who thinks this is both the dumbest but funniest thing they've done that week
This reminds me of a Talking Heads song. Very popular in the early 80s. Groovy intro, better than groovy chorus. Can't remember the name for the life of me...
Once I printed out this pic and posted it on my wall. I adore this photo. I've used it for adult ESL classes to start conversation practice. There are so many stories happening in this one photo! And the history of this club is WILD
I read this twice. I'm trying to comprehend. The problem, I think I comprehend absolutely perfectly but my soul doesn't want to.
Am this close to screaming until hoarse and sweaty. Am at work so will see if I need to do this in the parking lot.
Delicious. Where I live (Auburn WA, represent!) the copper and the plumbing feeding into the property would be stripped and sold for pennies on the dollar for fenty. And then when a food or repair truck comes for resupply, the nanosecond the driver leaves the truck, it's gone. Jacked. Bye bye.
Those rich aholes gun starve to death yo
Complicated question. They rotate OG, later members. Sometimes it's all nonOG members. I think Gwar is meant to be an ensemble performance art experience rather than, say, Foreigner.
NotCSB I played a show with Gwar in 2000. Didn't wear a costume, just lame very 90s appropriate attire. We were HAMMERED. And no one took anything seriously.
I mean, if it works, it works.
looks at pic
shrugs
Right?
Long climb but worth it. I loled
Question: does that mean everyone with gills can breathe under water? I imagine they must be pretty decent at swimming, too.
I have to say: both posts are on point. Well played, both of you.
As someone posted, what year?
I can tell you in the most minute detail what happened that day in 1986. I even remember what brand of cereal I ate that morning. The scent of cigarette smoke on that early spring morning.
But 1987? No chance. That was nearly 30 years ago, don't be ridiculous.
Yes, you could. You'd write it and then someone would say it was ridiculous. Redo better. Except it's not a community college creative writing class. It's our actual timeline. We're living in the implausible badly written world.
Banana peel? A puddle of grease? What effect are we going for here? Are we looking to injure or going for painful death while everyone laughs?
This is disgusting. I'm shaking with rage rn. And believe me, I am aware of the current context of this photo. And ppl ask me why I'm such a misanthropist.
Pillows from the largest casino and resort in the area, so you know it's luxury.
/ew
Honestly, I'd hang with them. It's the ones with the outfits AND the single unifying hair style that immediately mark them as chads. If you look, there's a guy who's asking himself why he agreed to this, and a dude who thinks this is both the dumbest but funniest thing they've done that week
This reminds me of a Talking Heads song. Very popular in the early 80s. Groovy intro, better than groovy chorus. Can't remember the name for the life of me...
Once I printed out this pic and posted it on my wall. I adore this photo. I've used it for adult ESL classes to start conversation practice. There are so many stories happening in this one photo! And the history of this club is WILD
I have memory issues.
Whenever I recycle I forget what a recyclable container is. And phone chargers.
That there is (n+1) people who in identifying a desert, Farsi speaking, country chose the ORKNEY ISLANDS...smh
I read this twice. I'm trying to comprehend. The problem, I think I comprehend absolutely perfectly but my soul doesn't want to. Am this close to screaming until hoarse and sweaty. Am at work so will see if I need to do this in the parking lot.
Delicious. Where I live (Auburn WA, represent!) the copper and the plumbing feeding into the property would be stripped and sold for pennies on the dollar for fenty. And then when a food or repair truck comes for resupply, the nanosecond the driver leaves the truck, it's gone. Jacked. Bye bye. Those rich aholes gun starve to death yo
Complicated question. They rotate OG, later members. Sometimes it's all nonOG members. I think Gwar is meant to be an ensemble performance art experience rather than, say, Foreigner. NotCSB I played a show with Gwar in 2000. Didn't wear a costume, just lame very 90s appropriate attire. We were HAMMERED. And no one took anything seriously.
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