That feeling when you've got a metal rod stabbed all the way through your torso, and you reach for your cell phone to call 911 and realize that your battery is flat. Worst feeling ever.
That feeling when you've got a metal rod stabbed all the way through your torso, and you reach for your cell phone to call 911 and realize that your battery is flat. Worst feeling ever.
everything is wrapped in gray
i'm focusing on your image
can you hear me in the void?
Losing a friend. ._.
Apparently, I have been declared banished.
yeah bro I hate when that happensOriginally Posted by Mirage
The worst feeling in the world is being hungover.
Having the best morning sex of your life, then waking up and realizing you slept on the couch and you've just molested an innocent pillow.
Watching The Number 23.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
Funny, that the concept of the story is more intriguing that the story itself. People will say that you find connections and conspiracy wherever you look if you are looking for it. The mind sees what it wants to see. That's basically what The Number 23 tells us.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
Waking up at 9:30 and going into panic mode because you're late for work.
This was mitigated somewhat by the realization that today is a holiday, which is why I didn't set my alarm.
Realizing that there are people who don't have to go to work today while I'm sitting at my desk starting my workweek
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