Shawn

In fact, I dedicate this post to you Kiwi. I hope you beat me to 10K.

It would be underhanded to post another nonsensical post after this one. The quality of this crap can't be compared to Kiwi's valid input.

And.... done. Now what?

I'm going to take a bit now to masturbate myself slowly to eruption thinking about the sexiness of 10 thousand posts.

I really think if I buckle down I can do it.

I need to spam it up a bit if I want to beat Kiwi to 10K.

I suppose what I'm saying is that even if your friends are throwing out bs... it jumps the bit along. Simply following a rhyme scheme won't turn a piece into a freestyle. Check out the differences: [example 1 stolen off the net] When I run out of stacks I go and get some more I got so many lids, I count way too far I got more hats than the sky's got stars I'm fresh to death, I'm hotta then ya'll Now pass me the rock, and I'm bout to ball Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint Dunked over the crowd, and made em all faint [example 2 stolen from ernie] Rubber Duckie joy of joys When I squeeze you, you make noise Rubber Duckie you're my very best friend it's true I find a little fellow who's cute and yellow and chubby Rub a dub dubby I'm not trying to say that your piece sounds like ernie, but that your delivery, while proficiently rhythmical, doesn't capture the imagination. There is a certain amount of content that is expected - your sexing ability, your mad money making ability, the decay of your neighborhood compared to all others, the general state of society, the abilities and behavior of the bitches you know, the drugs you'd recommend or forewarn, and finally, your ability to be the coolest fucker at a party.

Just can't stand the look of female bodybuilders. Come to think of it... the male bodybuilders don't do anything for me either. Maybe I'm anti-bodybuilder.

I wonder if Gaga will let Kanye suck her dick.

And... I killed your embed. I think it's a little too classy to embed.

I'll repeat what your member said: It's been a while since she looked like this anyway.

Who gives a shit about Lily Allen's opinion? I couldn't name a single one of her songs... I don't even know her genre.

It was actually a documentary done by Scorsese. The video features all of The Band's classics, and several guest appearances from folksy folks from the late seventies. Most notably, to me, a song done with Neil Young with Joni Mitchell in the wings. Damn near shakes me. What I'm recommending is the edited version that basically exists as the concert only. It features the first song of the night as the first song, followed by the concert's set-list as it was played. - Now clearly, the best way to get a copy is to buy the DVD and then rip and edit the feed yourself... but for those not so technically proficient there is probably a downloadable version Somewhere.

I think I've found the ultimate drummer. Levon Helm from The Band.

And he'd better win every one of the categories he's nominated for dammit.

I think the rhythm is good and the central message is clear and honest, but it maybe lacks a bit of excitement.

Perhaps the most important link you'll see today

Acquire Red Dawn and Roadhouse. You owe it to yourself.

When I was a teenager I was totally spastic about Roadhouse.

I wish such moments were better filmed. At the time the microphone changed hands the cameras panned to the audience. Thus if he just jerked it from her hand it can't be seen.

According to Canadian law any funds would likely get seized at the time of sale anyway. A person is barred from profiting from "crime" here. Courts here ruled that proceeds from the sale of former politician Colin Thatcher's book that was released last week would be seized.

I might give it a go.

I've heard this one might involve Rambo trying to free a daughter he never knew he had.

Kind of cool.