That man has a ponytail. You should never trust anything said by a man with a ponytail. I once had a ponytail, and at that time I was full of crap. Far more than currently.
Primal Scream Therapy is dangerous. It is done primarily in a group with no follow through for the patient regarding the problem that uncovers itself. Primal scream therapy helps you get to the problem but does not show you how to deal with it.
Plus that dude has a pony tail. Probably lives in NYC and will retire to New Mexico. NM natives must love the fact that their home attracts new age baby boomers (who all need therapy themselves)
Oh dear sweet baby Jesus™, I hate this kind of shit. I'm caught between wanting to go on a murderous rampage or sitting down with my guitar and singing "Lesbian Seagull". Or both.
Hmm... come to think of it, I seem to remember Casey Kasem saying something about them being devotees of whoever the guy is who developed or popularized PST.
Ah, the good old days before Al Gore invented the World Wide InterTube, when Top 40 Countdowns told you all you needed to know or wanted to know — and was safe to know — about pop stars.
Cary: the best thing is these situations is to be grateful that either you aren't one of them (the pillow hugging droolers), or that despite your demons, you have learned there is always worse, and you have mastered irony, compassion, and carved out your own little corner of sanity... where you can now make fun of those who couldn't scale the wall.
and I hate ponytails on anyone not living in 1974 or over 27.
MtnMama wrote: and I hate ponytails on anyone not living in 1974 or over 27.
For clarity, if a person was living in 1974 and is over 27, then they've avoided your wrath? I think that's what "living in 1974" means, though you could have in mind someone who just mentally hasn't moved on over the last three and a half decades.
I ask because I wonder if — someday if I were to have a horrible lapse in judgement — I decided to have a ponytail again (I'm over 27 but I was a wee lad in 1974), would I incur your ire.
ah, Kushibo, my hair-splitting friend. In 1974, ponytails had a certain je ne sais quoi. Now, not so much. I do, in fact, have in mind "someone who just mentally hasn't moved on over the last three and a half decades." My ire, however, usually takes the form of withering sarcasm, which I imagine, judging by your "membership" in this wee club, you could tolerate.
I'm out in November. All but one of the women who work for me got let go last week (without my prior knowledge). My remaining team member is out in November as well. It's in my blog... but I just told you the whole story so yeah.
Enough about me. BE FUNNY DAMMIT I NEED FUNNY RIGHT NOW... ;-D
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That man has a ponytail. You should never trust anything said by a man with a ponytail. I once had a ponytail, and at that time I was full of crap. Far more than currently.
Oh, Kushibo, you never should've told us about the ponytail.
::: evil laugh :::
One should never hate one's own penis..that's all I have to say. Oddly enough, I hate his penis,too!
...and his little balls, too!
Nice. Now where'd I put that damn smite button?
**ANYONE WHO DOESN'T WANT TO READ A MICHAEL JACKSON JOKE, DO NOT READ THIS POST.**
T-Ro, I have your button, I borrowed it to use on Michael Jackson a few days ago. I'll send it back.
You.. you *DO* love me! Sucks that I'm at work and I can't see the vid above. Thanks for pimping me out though. I'm feelin' the luff. :)
Primal Scream Therapy is dangerous. It is done primarily in a group with no follow through for the patient regarding the problem that uncovers itself. Primal scream therapy helps you get to the problem but does not show you how to deal with it.
Plus that dude has a pony tail. Probably lives in NYC and will retire to New Mexico. NM natives must love the fact that their home attracts new age baby boomers (who all need therapy themselves)
Oh dear sweet baby Jesus™, I hate this kind of shit. I'm caught between wanting to go on a murderous rampage or sitting down with my guitar and singing "Lesbian Seagull". Or both.
I almost posted the "Lesbian Seagull" clip from B&B this morning but I've run it before, so I opted for the nuns instead.
LS is a classic, though. Anything with Van Driesen is classic.
I want to see more. Like I want to see the intimate details of a car wreck.
I'll have to ask my therapist if Primal Scream™ is right for me.
I wonder if Tears For Fears funded this project? They were into PS for a while there. Or so I read.
Shout, shout
Let it all out
Oh, that's horrible! Now you're compelled to counterbalance that dreck with a Lesbian Seagull post.
I thought TFF were singing ironically. Like how I do when I praise the Dear Leader on my blog.
I think I prefer primal stfu therapy.
Kush - nope, I don't think so. I read an interview with them just after they hit it big, and they said they were into that.
Hmm... come to think of it, I seem to remember Casey Kasem saying something about them being devotees of whoever the guy is who developed or popularized PST.
Ah, the good old days before Al Gore invented the World Wide InterTube, when Top 40 Countdowns told you all you needed to know or wanted to know — and was safe to know — about pop stars.
Dookie - there's footage of one of those therapy sessions right here .
Stu et Dook - Ha. Very ironic!
There is not one man on this planet who hates his penis--not possible
Stuart: very appropriate; well done.
Cary: the best thing is these situations is to be grateful that either you aren't one of them (the pillow hugging droolers), or that despite your demons, you have learned there is always worse, and you have mastered irony, compassion, and carved out your own little corner of sanity... where you can now make fun of those who couldn't scale the wall.
and I hate ponytails on anyone not living in 1974 or over 27.
MtnMama wrote:
and I hate ponytails on anyone not living in 1974 or over 27.
For clarity, if a person was living in 1974 and is over 27, then they've avoided your wrath? I think that's what "living in 1974" means, though you could have in mind someone who just mentally hasn't moved on over the last three and a half decades.
I ask because I wonder if — someday if I were to have a horrible lapse in judgement — I decided to have a ponytail again (I'm over 27 but I was a wee lad in 1974), would I incur your ire.
ah, Kushibo, my hair-splitting friend. In 1974, ponytails had a certain je ne sais quoi. Now, not so much. I do, in fact, have in mind "someone who just mentally hasn't moved on over the last three and a half decades." My ire, however, usually takes the form of withering sarcasm, which I imagine, judging by your "membership" in this wee club, you could tolerate.
My favorite part is in the beginning where a man's voice could be heard shouting, "WHAT'S THAT SMELL?!"
I thought the part where he groped at his pee-pee was disgusting. Didn't even bother to stuff his pants with a cucumber or anything. Sheesh.
PCB - was Frank Booth in that? I may have missed that ...
Hello, Neighbor! ;)
I'm not a good neighbor to her. I don't want a love letter ...
Jesus, I wish I knew how to edit some Hopper into that video, because that would be, in all honesty, fucking awesome.
I want to try primal scream therapy at this soul - less mofo piece of shit company I work at (until November).
I have some anger issues. Can you tell?
Shit, you got laid off, TBB?
I'm out in November. All but one of the women who work for me got let go last week (without my prior knowledge). My remaining team member is out in November as well. It's in my blog... but I just told you the whole story so yeah.
Enough about me. BE FUNNY DAMMIT I NEED FUNNY RIGHT NOW... ;-D
Will you join my mafia?
i'm not entirely sure if that is funny or not
Once you decide, be sure to let us know.
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