Nick: Dude is rockin a cassette player.. Leg warmers.. Jheri curls....Where's the beef..*
Nick: Excuse me Miss, what color is Michael Jackson?
Girl At Bar: ...black?
Nick: AAHHH!
I had this guy leave me a voice mail at work so I called him at home and then he e-mailed me to my Blackberry and so I texted to his cell and then he e-mailed me to my home account and the whole thing just got out of control. And I miss the days when you had one phone number and one answering machine and that one answering machine has one cassette tape and that one cassette tape either had a message from a guy or it didn't. And now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It's exhausting
Janice, I apologize to you if I don't seem real eager to jump into a forced awkward intimate situation that people like to call dating. I don't like the feeling. You're sitting there, you're wondering do I have food on my face, am I eating, am I talking too much, are they talking enough, am I interested I'm not really interested, should I play like I'm interested but I'm not that interested but I think she might be interested but do I want to be interested but now she's not interested? So all of the sudden I'm getting, I'm starting to get interested... And when am I supposed to kiss her? Do I have to wait for the door cause then it's awkward, it's like well goodnight. Do you do like that ass-out hug? Where you like, you hug each other like this and your ass sticks out cause you're trying not to get too close or do you just go right in and kiss them on the lips or don't kiss them at all? It's very difficult trying to read the situation. And all the while you're just really wondering are we gonna get hopped up enough to make some bad decisions? Perhaps play a little game called "just the tip". Just for a second, just to see how it feels. Or, ouch, ouch you're on my hair.
Everybody hates you
Everybody wishes that you were dead
Cos Peter you suck
Peter you suck
Peter your music is F****ng terrible
Peter you suck
Peter you suck
Peter you don't do anything of value
Peter you suck
Write some music but instead you sit and write these bulls**t songs
It's so self loathing go see a psychiatrist
I hate the psychiatrist
Well go see one anyway
I don't like the psychiatrist
You need to go see one
See a psychiatrist
I'm not going
Oh come on Peter! I can see your vagina from here! I can see your hooha!
That speech was written by Rutger Hauer. . ."I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain... Time to die." -- Blade Runner
"Fuckin' A man, I gotta rash."
The Dude
Forgetting Sarah Marshall<3 (freakin hilarioussss!)
Come on out. Oh, the weather outside is weather...
When life gives you lemons, just say 'Fuck the lemons,' and bail.
Snuffleupagous fucks my shit up!