I'm overhauling my R.E.M. folder and I need help identifying the following session performances (listed below and contained in the zip upload.). They are soundboard quality and are probably from the mid to late part of the last decade. Thanks in advance for any help...
I am so f***ing sick of you. I would rather BLOW Mozambiguous than read another one of your demented, unfounded, absurd, self-righteous proclamations of "fact."
You claim and are ALWAYS claiming to have assembled the puzzle, when in reality the puzzle box is up high on the shelf in the closet...
Oh, clearly...:lbf:
And I still do hate black culture, by the way. I stand by that statement 100 percent. I guess that makes me racist. Shucks. Don't tell Cosby.
Falling back on Tony Visconti for the last 14 years and Morrissey for the last 7 doesn't sound too "risky" to me...and I'm saying that as someone who enjoys a lot of her music.
Sorry, I didn't see this little nugget of deep-reaching, Barbara Walters inquisitiveness til now.
No, I never pretended anything. My avatar was of a female. You can have an avatar of a car; it doesn't mean you're a car.
But as it was a regular picture of a regular person and not a celebrity he...
There's a difference between me Googling a new poster once because they seem fishy (and in his case was f***ing Auqaman) and doing what you did, taking personal information offsite and then using it here because you're a talentless, impotent loser.
And emailing me...:lbf:
Yeah, I had a feeling you'd say that.
Do I really have your permission? Golly gee, thanks!
Let me tell how much sleep I'll lose worrying whether or not "Solo" believes me. Besides, one need only read your post where you pilfered writing from my blog (which has NOTHING to do with Morrissey...
I am so ashamed of being nearly 40 and having a receding hairline. It's unnatural, unheard of, and grotesque. I go out of my way to conceal it so girls don't find out. You'll never see me without a hat. EVER. Even in the shower. My whole sense of self is wrapped up in my hair. I'm like Samson...
You're a f***ing halfwit. One can assume from the Charles Dahmer-level amounts of stalking you've done on me both on this site and off, and from the copious and asinine emails you've sent me (what are we up to now...6..7?) mocking me and members of my family and bringing Viva Hate up every other...
I just spent the last week in hellacious, please-kill-me back pain, to the point I thought I had pancreatitis because it was burning and radiating out into my stomach in that exact spot. So after about two days of nonstop pain I went to the ER and they did bloodwork and peework and a CT scan of...
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