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'Oh, so now you're inventing a boyfriend to get rid of me.'
'No. No, I'm not.'
'Well, okay-- what's his name then.'
'Ringo.'
'Oh, is his last name Starr?'
'No. McCartney.'
Dreaming of Paul, is she. ^^
"Got to be good-lookin', 'cause he's so hard to see."
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN-- THE BEATLES.
Come Together. Right Now....
.....
Beach Boy: Wouldn't it be nice....
John: No, it wouldn't be nice.
Paul: *scandalized* John!
(I'm amazed at how *literally* Wikipedia took the term "British Invasion"; some people never grow up.... [~~~ Although it is funny how they're English: 'BY THE ENGLISH ROCK BAND THE BEATLES'-- you see, guys, this is why you have to read Pride & Prejudice and play whist.... *annoyed* don't play bridge, no!], {~~~ opens up a sweater, American Eagle! Nice! Let's go watch football! You know, I was so happy when the Ravens beat the Giants, because of ODIN, and, besides, I'm from Jersey! the Octopus Garden State 0.0 .... that's like the ace of trumps! 0.o], and after going through so much, and to have nothing worse to say than the "Maxwell" song.... I don't know, maybe I'm just crazy.... Incredible.... And, yes, John is incredible good....)
{And "Here Comes The Sun"-- wicked good song-- it's funny, I didn't realize it was from "Abbey Road"-- of course on youtube you don't know where anything's from, it's a little lazy.... but I did know that it was with the beatles, of course, (something about the fact that John isn't in it (by chance) is funny, because you can see how far apart they walk sometimes-- *tragedy face* *comedy face*-- even though their shoes are the same color.... and, yes, Wikipedia, I am American, and I like the Beatles better than the Beach Boys, (who are cool, you know, and so is Pitbull and so is Gangham Stlye, lots of things are cool), so thanks for clearing that up....).... because, you know, "Here Comes the Sun", (sung in Hindustani, of course, LOL), I sorta know it from, or it makes me think of all those, *Hey everybody, now it's George; time for George everybody*!!!}
{You know, I never learned the names of the guys in Franz Ferdinand, {`Actually not the worst name or anything, "What you meant"-- *giant picture of the Archduke*, alliteration, average-good, but it was *almost bad*, and such a lonely octopus.... {although I had friends who were Indian-American in Edison, NJ; that's why I like The Beatles-- see below}, it comes from being neglected....} (let alone The Hives, I just remember they're from Stockholm or something), all that I remember is that the one guy has some kind of Greek name.... I don't know, anybody can lose to the best, but there.... a lot of things are almost boring, once you see something *really* good.... and not zumba music, but.... all that like, *look at me, I'm an indie band*.... God, this was almost a very short review.... you see how it could have been short, right....)
{And Richard wrote a song! Good job, Richard! Here, have a rock. Put it in the garden, man. You're awesome.}
{And you know, Paul wrote some damn good songs too.... I actually think that his songs are the best.... John's are also excellent.... and "Come Together" sticks in my head, because I heard it because of this (young) chick on youtube who had this Beatles bed (I do not-- I AM Paul.... according to.... my delusional magickal.... likeness) before I even knew who the Beatles *were* practically....
He got hair, down, to his knee.
(*not the same stanza* *whispers* One and one and one is three.)}
{*starts to play 'Abbey Road Medley', forgets which one came first in that* *nervously eyes mother making breakfast*
[MY MOM IS A PRETTY NICE GIRL.]
*oh, that's right.... I guess*
*fuck that's weird.... Led Zeppelin was pretty cool too....*
(* *imagines French voice for no particular reason* 'We too, have a John....' *starts laughing*)
(*okay.... I'm crazy* *remember the George doc* (George) 'So that, ("....corazon....") in the future, people won't have to go through this ignorance....')
*this time it's going to have to *work*, *though*....*}
[~.... You know what's funny, though, is that a whole album of rock music is as long as a.... symphony or something.... {Ryan the Gosling: Patience is important. Steve Carell: I had to be patient writing this really long report for work. Ryan the Gosling: Right. Good.}, [^^ Actually, that's why there are no Steve Carell movies from 2009-- The Beatles 2009 Stereo Remastered Box Set], [~! And also, seven out of his eight good movies are from after that-- 2010-2012 were the two/three years after 2009, weren't they?], you could listen to a three-four (maybe not a seven [UNLESS IT'S HEY JUDE]) minute rock song, like, twenty times, (nobody listens to a symphony twenty times in a row, lol.... although I think that I have listened to "Land" twenty times in a row, which is, like, sixteen minutes long.... you know, "Hey Jude", (not on this album), is actually my favorite song ever I think.... although "Land", or, actually, "Nehalennia", was sorta my favorite.... and my favorite movie is "Dinner for Schmucks", but it's also "Cinderella".... you see how wierd it is, comparing things....
John: I don't think that it's weird at all.
Paul: Oh shut up.
George: *to Baby Richard* *in an undertone* They're really going at it today, aren't they.
Ringo: Ringo! *has no idea what's going on*
George: It's pretty bad, though-- think of what might happ'n.
Ringo: Octopus! In a Garden!
Paul: *sighs* *starts to playing the drums* *starts playing the drums and the piano at the same time*
[~~ *Rob Schneider runs up to Ringo, nursing a wound on his side because sharks don't bite you* 'Hey, my buddy said that I was supposed to give you this pineapple.' 'Oh, thank you.']
[~~ 'She gets on him for the littlest things.' Well, we're not talking about Rob Schneider here, more like Ben Affleck.... And no, *step-mom*, there is no betting in whist.... poker is not the only game in the world, believe it or not.... nor football, not that there's anything wrong with football....]
[# And my newest relative, Jennifer Garner, is actually an important worker bee at some hoitey-toitey place where they play duplicate bridge, but no-one ever even taught them how to play whist, (until I just taught the lot of them the other day-- mom liked it afterwards even though she tried to guilt-trip me style dissuade me), and so she watches football, which isn't even bad.... and her father seems like a nice man, (honestly), from the fragmentary second-hand evidence that I've happened to receive, (I also know that Jennifer Garner-- by which I mean, "Jennifer Garner", obviously-- and her sister Susanna-- spelled without the 'h', I asked-- watch "How I Met Your Mother", and that they've felt like they're the only ones who watch it, (like I do), but I still wouldn't know how to cast them, either of them, not even Jen, who I've spoken to, more than once....), I mean, he's a nice, traditional man; there aren't really any actors like him.... he's not really like Martin Sheen, for example.... wow, Martin Sheen's only older than Ringo, that's not what I expected, somehow.... It's ironic, because I hate the sort of British Army Paratrooper In Belfast In 1972 sort of fiasco (an Irish-Protestant chauvinist-liberal, a real 70s child), (and "Ben Affleck" showed his his favorite picture of himself from when he was a kid-- which must have been from the 80s, because he couldn't have been much older than seven or eight, and, anyway, "Ben Affleck" is a real 80s child.... and did you know that his dad, the 70s child, lives on Lawrence Street? Really. I think that he works on Lawrence Street too, although not literally, and it's ever so much funnier when it's literally that it happens-- if you know what I mean), that unties the knots of tradition, I'd much prefer Jen's dad, (*cough, *to*, *cough*), but it's also obvious that I'd have a few, uh, disagreements, (and, without trying to sound *, it can be a little difficult to relate-- Sandy destroyed your other house, well.... that's too bad. I'm sorry), were I foolish enough to actually talk about myself, {although I did mention something rather clever about how TV shows are actually more like novels than movies in a way-- which I'm sure that you can sketch out for yourself now}, (such as my Norwegian taste in music, and my dislike of Monsignor Somebody who they flew in straight from the Vatican or somewhere),.... "Any Given Sunday"-- good thing that's football, eh? I honestly don't know what else to say.... since I wasn't planning on, well.... who does.... And, I hate to be really cruel, but that skit that Eddie Izzard did, "three generations of nazis", "Z, Z, .... I have no idea", really, really applies-- it also applied to fascism, {or "applies", rather-- we're ALMOST done with fascism, it's really in decline, I can tell now-- you can hardly even find people like that, anymore, unless they're fans of "Fallout", you know, the video game with the nazis.... I like dominoes), which is also bad, not least because the Beatles had to waste one of their songs explaining to their stoned fans that it wasn't good, *and it wasn't gonna work, you know*, it never works.... but, you know, also with that other thing, it's funny how funny this third & out generation is-- Oh, yeah, I still believe in that guy. You know, that god guy. What was his name again.... Not Adam Sandler, the other guy. Eh, it must have been Rob Schneider.]
[(£) *So help me, Frankie, don't bother me anymore.... right now-- whatever..... But, God, at least they gave me food.... they could have just shut the fuck up on the way home, that would have been better.... Yes, John, give it to me, give it all to me.... I WANT YOU.... (Right), Again, comparing to: the hairy, smelly old man, who's always pretending to be whatever the hell it is that he pretends to be, (and with nothing but the most mediocre, commonplace.... I know that, damn you, *don't talk like that*....).... and explaining things to his new girlfriend like he's re-enacting that scene from "Taras Bulba".... and, 'And there was that guy, he just kept talking and talking and carrying on about things in the most abrasive moralistic phony way, in the most obnoxious way....' OK MAN, THAT'S RIGHT, OK MAN, THAT'S GREAT.... Do these people listen to themselves talk? I do, if there's nothing else to be heard.... And then there's Uncle Stottlemeyer, who's weird to talk to, although he's very generous too, (and, honestly, with some of them, you just get *nothing* for that, if you follow, and he's not as bad, it seems to me, as some of those he vaguely resembles), and then there's "Ben Affleck", the true capitalist, who explains to everyone why you shouldn't want to work for other people, *apparently not thinking* what that sort of talk might mean to some, *nor indeed that some of us might wish very much indeed to work for somebody else*, ('Oh, I know all about that', *No, you don't, you hairy old man-- and you, encouraging them.... sometimes they are almost pleasant or something, but something about putting them in the same car together, it's code for-- 'put on the demon masks'), and (--"Ben Affleck"!) also wants us all to know, *earnestly wants us to know*, (like a caracature of George Costanza, whom I called, 'earnest-- very earnest, almost', but George is not in such a way as this), that he became wise because of how he saw one clip from one movie one time, because he saw it in a church.... and, like some Marxist caracature, like some impossible character out of a red nightmare, this would not apply to us, somehow, whose jobs are not so.... the Office of Working! He *works* for the Office of Working, wowo, wow.... I don't even know it all, anymore, I don't know, I don't know some of these people, I don't know what I'm telling you anymore.... and then there's the one that I ought to be grateful to, I guess, since he was clever enough to have a nice keyboard in his house, the decent old man.... 'OH YOU HAVE A DOG NOW', Yeah, for like ten years.... But if I have a question, the grinny goon here will answer it for me, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god.... well, where's the paper.... here it is.... I thought it was going to be one thing about Jen's dad, and then I thought, and then I thought.... Well, anyway. (Jen's dad who wasn't there, btw-- I guess that there are only boys in our family, and not even girl's fathers, ('Oh, I can explain that'-- yeah, I'll bet you can, Unnamed Polish Aristocrat Jerk-off).... although the younglings have a gosling girl, Rose.... I wanted to ask if they'd started her off in ballet, although I suppose that you're not allowed or something.... I don't know.... I don't know.... She did have a zylophone-- I kinda wanted to try doing 'Blue Danube' on it, but.... you know.... Well, anyway.).... (And mean old Mr Scroozer was a good old song, part of the Abbey Road Medley, but there's something about the seven-minute music that.... there's no way to explain it.... *rock bottom*, *you'll know it when you get there*.... anyway.... Well, anyway.).... "Middle C-- 24 from the left", no that was the other paper, where's the other paper.... here it is.... ""--- (Steven Spielberg {~he only showed a few dozen corpses.... go see the movie!!!!.... him, and Movie Uncle, too.... Movie Uncle seemed so much cooler when I didn't know much about movies, or.... well....} is almost part of our family here....) I asked Ben if he was like Robert DiNiro {Robert De Niro-- but you know I couldn't have done all this from here-- I hope you know that, it was actually almost easy too, and I even almost didn't lose the pen, *people are moving couches back into place so that people will know exactly what it was like*, Ah.... I finally lost the pen.... you know that some of this, at least, had to be written there, it's hardly the same, I hope that you know that, I really do} once, as a joke.... I'm sure that he's not like, (yes, Dad, you are just like Denzel Washington: Space Marines voice-- "For manners! And glory!"), {see}-- Dustan Hoffmann, {Dustin Hoffman-- but they changed 'Justin' into Jason, as though he really were Jason Alexander or somebody, (and he's not that one, he's somebody else), and then 'corrected' it thusly-- Jason, NO, Ah.... Justin. There ya go, 'kinsman', of mine.... and at least Dustin Hoffman is only a metaphorical kinsman of mine, and, this case, mostly.... theoretical, I think. Dustin Hoffman wasn't playing an FDR aristocrat in that film, (although sometimes, it's more.... Eh, I'm just a crazy old man, I'm not your patriarch, don't come to me with your problems.... he did get us soda and stuff though.... it comes out bad, doesn't it....) not even one with a piano (and how many don't?).... and the rest of them.... count for McCartney: Zero (0).....}, {yeah.... *white noise*, *Oh, I'm gonna be playing this one alot to-nite, so that's why it just blanks out at the end like that-- I wish I could show you the ones that I couldn't even get out, they're not different, even, except sometimes with personnel, although people are not surprising even when different words are required.... but those aren't even different, just longer....}, {Clint Eastwood is like one pair, and Paul McCartney is like a straight royal flush that you get at the same time as getting a coupon for the pizza or something, and just because Paul doesn't make John feel like *this*..... I hope you know what I mean, I don't know exactly what, at times....}, {and I'm damn glad that Richard Starkey didn't end up being some goddamn actor in the 'Godfather' episode, that's for goddamn sure....}, {I kept saying, 'I want to be, Under the sea, In an octopus's garden, In the shade....'}, {I heard a funny story about the name 'Ringo' once, did I tell you that, the phony etymology, I couldn't tell it now, even if I wasn't worried about being one of them, ha, although, I know I'm not, but anyway}, {WHY is there so much fucking *garbage* in the world, GOD, doesn't anyone want to be *worth something*, and *why*, WHY, do I have to come back to this, fucking spider's lair.... *remembers something*, *Hermes pounds fist on tables*, Why! WHY!}, .... I just want to forget how to.... 'I want to be, Under the Sea, In an Octopus's garden, In the shade.'.... {I kept singing this part under my breath when he went into Baptist mode, because I know that he did.... I know....} 'He wear no shoe-shine, He got toe-jam football, He got monkey finger, {me: typing ^^}, He shoot coca-cola'.... {automatically: Just coke....}..... {it was a bumper-sticker-- Catholic prep, they used to just be Catholic-- that's how they're redeemed the days, I guess....} To, prep-are!.....
'Deacon Bob....' now *that* sounds like a story.... I'd rather not know.... The Bishop of Trenton.... is he a part of our family too? He must have married in-- it looks like it was all very official.... 'de officis'-- 'on duties' {that I'm not looking up, I've just thought about the title alot, is all....}.... ANYWAY. K.2 really is more like K2 (than a minuet) if you don't have Paul's self-teaching skillz.... *seven-year-old Wolfgang on K2.... (later) YOU HAVEN'T SEEN CINDERELLA YOU THOUGH YOU'RE A GIRL! I BET THAT EVEN ROBIN HAS SEEN CINDERELLA YOU CRAZY BITCH! {thinks: maybe.... yes, I think so, somehow.... it's hard to explain.... but somehow I know I'm right....}.... 'Yes, even in Canada.... Actually, the 50s didn't come to Canada until 1983.' I wish that I could explain my feelings. {see CAPS for example-- what you want to scream is usually what you just can't say....}.... counting keys playing 'Blue Danube'-- actually not that hard, as well as great-- one two three four five six seven All good children go to heaven.... I lost someone's pen-- good thing he has more.... {Dinner for Schmucks} 'Out of all the movies, *does a circle with hands*, this is the best one.'.... re: Cinderella, 'Oh, the cartoon movie', {you've been drinking too much, damn you-- you are no longer 'cool'!} NO THIS IS IMPORTANT. Damn you, worthless kinswoman.... {later}.... Wolfgand, your "German Dance" is better than all our American talk.... we must be a nation of lawyers! {I know-- thank Tullius deus that there were none in Berlin....}.... DANCING GERMAN BABIES....!!!!! {And anyway, that's why I don't like Anne Hathaway and all her miseries, and that's why I'm going to keep "Get Smart", even though I asked for a Steve Carell movie.... Maxwell's Silver Hammer made sure that she was dead, and I just don't need her fake manners.... I don't know what else to say.... What else?I did get some good stuff, more Beatles music that I asked for, stuff like that, the Carell-Rudd film DVD.... but, I've given up on Anne Hathaway, given up on forgiving her for the way she is-- whatever, that's all-- the thing's worth something at BestBuy, and that's all!.... Oh, and we're allowed to eat, since we don't like each other.... What else?.... Oh, I like (Steve Carell/The Beatles/Cinderella.... Freedom For Little Iraqis....).... What else? What else?Oh, and one of my aunts, a pretty woman, actually, funny how you don't notice things like that, didn't mention if she'd seen "Cinderella", but she did say that she'd seen "The Beauty and the Beast", in a way that confirmed one of my theories-- I don't know, but some thoughts just think themselves, (namely, that that's when they really started to give up.... I mean, I know things happened before that, too.... it's funny when you write it out, but when you think something, you know it's likely, and then you get something else, and, well, one and one and one is three, as they say....).... but, you know, at least she's got access to the complete master catalog of Steven Spielberg's works, or whatever.... God, I don't know what to tell you....anyway, she's Anne Hathaways' mom, except there are no girls.... there's one girl, but she's Anne Hathaway.... at least now there's Rose.... And I hope that Peter Pan is looking out for Rose and her dad and her mom.... Right, so the one aunt is Julia Roberts, conceptually, at least.... and the other is more like.... who was in "True Lies"? Well, she wasn't.... It's funny, I asked Mike about "Kintergarten Cop", not thinking that he was the chef.... Ah, God.... Angela is good.... Oh, wait, not.... Damn. This time I'm really going to stop.... Anyway, I know that I say "actor", "actress", etc., but I actually, really, don't like Anne Hathaway.... there's something.... there's something in her style that shows me.... I know it would be easy to say, Oh, you know, you're being too mean to "things that you like", but.... There's something that shows me that she's not as pretty as she likes.... There's just something in way she.... Yeah, I know, I'm messing up the song-- go fuck yourself, okay? It's important to be suspicious, especially with fucking suicides like Anne Hathaway. God damn that girl; she's always trying to kill herself-- Maxwell could be in Russia; she could find him; she's Bella. She's Julia Roberts. Sometimes you don't even find any more evidence to back you up-- you just know..... Oh, wait, MAXWELL-- there you go. Apocryphal Carell.... (*) 'I like Steve Carell; I like The Beatles; I like Jane Austen; I like sincerity; I even like cake; I'm going to go fill myself, and my soul, with cake.'.'.... I'D LIKE TO BE, UNDER THE SEA, IN AN OCTUPUS'S GARDEN, IN THE SHADE.'.... early in the day, I made a point of of playing "Here Comes the Sun", after "I Want You", and then afterwards, I had to listen to "I Want You", about seventy times, and my I'm on my second, I think, go around the actual album-- this is why DARE works; we don't need drugs anymore, which is good, because I'm afraid of, heights, even, like, the second story of the mall, you know.... God, I'm glad I never had to be back then, you know.... GOD AM I GLAD.... *walks up to random relative* *points to 'The Fool on the Hill'* *points to 'Dinner for Schmucks'* 'Hey, whatever, man.' *(no, goddamn you....)*.... *(you're as bad as that stupid girl "Anne"....)*.... and you know that the "best" movies.... Uncle Movie Guy Picks.... are always for the most ignorant people....}]
[##..... (the next morning at 5AM) (because the last "paragraph" wasn't long enough.... {*Beatles* *bleary voice*} He got to be a joker.... [I'm Jack Kerouac, okay? On the (Abbey) Road.... you know, I knew an Abby once; she was very fortunate.... Kindof like "Jennifer" (see below), except-- I did hug (this) Jennifer once, she was not unkind-- it's funny with very short girls, because you have to bend your knees to hug them properly if you're very tall like me.... I don't mind kneeling, though, so height isn't important to me, only that they be.... fortunate.... Emily Rose, (college), was actually rather very sweet though, and a pretty face is really all you need, as long as you're not a pukeface like Emma Stone, or someone whose name is secretly Drizilla....]) Did I ever tell you that I once knew, (though only by name, really), a girl named Emily Rose? (I think that I did, somewhere.) She once startled me so terrifically-- I was reading a book in the library-- that I actually fell over; it was very lucky, because it was Emily Rose who did it. {'It is the privilege of greatness to bestow supreme happiness through trifling gifts.' ~ F.W. Nietzsche. If you're not truly great, it costs money. ;)} I even got to talk to her, you know. I guess that she wanted to talk. It was pretty great.... Whenever I buy jewelry or something, I always hope that an Emily Rose or someone will be there to lead me around by the nose.... (I also write poetry).... Once there was this very sweet girl at the crafts girl, and I bought all her stuff, that I could, I mean, and it was very pretty, and then I gave her some of my gifts because she let me, (she laughed that I was her boyfriend for the day, and that was better than being startled and falling over for Emily Rose), {it was even better than being friends with Tony Tanner....}, and she was very good.... I gave some of the gifts to this very fortunate girl, (a waitress), whose name is defs not "Jennifer".... (She also got a poem).... And, so, you know-- Oh, this is alright.... Do you work? ('No.') We are American; this is always appropriate.... {And she was like she almost didn't want it or something-- not that waitresses don't like money, you know-- but it's really that no one can talk, unless they're running for political office, and then.... they really can't....} .... trust Ben Affleck to think that this the best Beatles song.... I mean, it's because of Ben Affleck, that he had to write it, you know.... It is an interesting melding of Hermes and Thor, though....]
[### And Dad was blathering about how runners used to not bike or anything, because that was just too diverse and not stiff enough, but I could have figured out what jackasses they were back then just by listening to him talk, you know....]
[^ It was a little bit like a nightmare.... You know how nightmares are sad.... With the meanie.... and the meanie is like *hands*.... Yeah. At least I practice things though. Different things....]
[(*) Just like Doctor Who.... that's what I don't like about Anne Hathaway.... Disney or Guiness-- both! Doctor Who!.... And Anne put on her best dress to show that she was "back", (And aren't we all "back", now, unless we're fake, like Doctor Who, (Uncle Jerry), or Anne (from Ohio)....), but I could not say yes.... As though she were "Ben Affleck"-- Eh, I got rehired; Eh, I'll never trust the guy again; Eh, let me tell you my troubles.... my miseries.... As though she were just some somebody, and that's all.... The more times you go over it, the more that you realize you were right.... As though it were all just some test in school.... Well, but at least it's a little interesting.... before 2009, then I have better things to do.... *checks the spelling* *sees some 'Irish' speech ad, thanks to the wiki* *doesn't bother with the spelling, in any language*.... {And you know that at every step of the way Oxford University took the worst option that was available to it, (and sometimes that's complicated, with all the competing bad options which conflict with each other, but, somehow they always manage....); it's a log in the river, like Ed Helms.... except for when they can claw a nail into the riverbank.... or jettison the one good thing....}]
[(......) .... and they're stupid because they feel sad, you know. They are bad...... {John and George both like hats. Do you like hats?"..... (re: Octopus's Garden vid) This video ruins the song." uploader reply: "I totally agree." (+21)..... *John Lennon is wearing a hat* *Mozart, (master of music, aged 7), is eating ice cream* John: So that's how we did 'Because'. Mozart: *blinks* So you made Beethoven, good. John: I guess you could say that. Mozart: *gets up, walks over to John, hi fives, returns to ice cream, hops back up*..... *after several minutes of silence* Mozart: *eating ice cream* I lived to be thirty-five. John: I lived to be forty, and I got a monument. It's called Strawberry Fields. Mozart: Oh yeah well I got a monument, it's called.... MOM WHAT'S MY MONUMENT CALLED.... (later) Mozart: It was probably that same guy, don't you think. John: I try not to think about it. Mozart: I bet it was that same guy.... (later) Mozart: *gasps* You and George are both dead!; you were both wearing hats! John: *laughing* No, it was the shoes! ^^.... Mozart: *laughing* I guess that Paul was the only one who knew how to shave, right. John: *peeved* Shut up, I'm John Lennon. Mozart: You should buy something expensive, like a grand piano, and then--like, if he's like, You!-- say, "I'm--" John Lennon: No, no. Mozart: You know, my friend Joseph lived in this house in the woods with only the forest creatures as his audience. John: You're one wierd kid. *tries to think of a time when he was in the forest that sounds even better*.... One time, we couldn't even go outside-- George explained it once, it was-- Mozart: In my time, Outside was too big not to go into it. John: *pauses to consider this* Is your like, mom or whatever, coming home soon? I don't know why I agreed to this. Mozart: *refers to ice cream* Share cake? John: What?.... }]
[{.....} And then we have my friend the fanatic, who's always going on and on *and explaining things*-- the most mundane things, as though he were a character in a science fiction show-- (I heard somebody say that once, even, this FDR aristocrat liberal/Trekkie-- outlined all of it in a Asimov-type "story" centered around a modern airport and two "people" taking a trip.... (the people who explained to me what a "theme" is and all the rest of it, were a lot like Asimov, but even, or, once, you figure out what they meant, well.... you just can't give them any credit for doing the worst they could've, that's all....), and then concluded his little tirade against himself with a glare at somebody else, or else a smug little grin, I couldn't even tell).... and always in this really *grumpy*, grumpy-dwarf voice, like we're all *imposing* on him, for *making* him.... make us, listen.... to the little dwarf who lived alone by the river.... ALMOST NOTHING LIKE A STOCK-BROKER.... Oh, good, keep knocking over my stuff, you stupid oaf.... Yeah, Mean Mr Mustard really *is* nothing like a stock-broker, especially compared to some standard-issue FDR aristocrat, lol....]
[! (top youtube comment) "I don't like the beatlhes either.... But I looove The Beatles"(+27) 'What's so funny.... Are you on Facebook?' --My mom, the beatlhes fan.]
[{SHE'S SO..... HEAAAVEEEY!!!!.... Yes.... yes....}]
[!! A MUSICAL JOKE, EIN MUSIKALISCHER SPASS, K. 522. Yes, my friends.]
[~ STRAWBERRY FIELDS. NOTHING IS REAL. ;0]
[!!! Paul: Why don't we go to Wimbledon. John: *looks at him.... for several minutes* George: He means, like, why. Paul: Well, because we're English. John: *looks at him for a long time, then....* oh god you're right! (caps lock plus shift for maximum effect, lol) George: I thought I was Indian. Ringo: I though I was a character from Star Wars or something. Paul: You know, alot of English people think that they're Indian or American or something. John: Aren't you Irish or something. Paul: Aren't you communist or something. George: Actually there are alot of English people like us, aren't there. Paul: *yeah*]
Well.... I guess I am a LITTLE crazy....]
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