You should get a new camera for new pics.....I'm getting mine on wednesday.

Yay! More shirtless Bill! :D

I'm getting a camera that shoots a thousand frames per second. Not bad for a $300 point-and-shoot.

I want a DSLR, but I really don't. I've got one that is styled after one; a Kodak Easyshare something or another. It's just big and unwieldy and all I need a camera for is just takling pics and maybe some quick videos.

Eh, found one. I'll post it in the pics thread.

As soon as I get it you'll ge the first one. :love

I went to find crows
But came back with doves.
The day was not though lost
For they're pretty much the same.

Kudos on finding that Tadao, I thought that thread was long gone.

The Dodo and the Old Bat
They thought the hours through
The Dodo with his research
Philosophy was all the Bat would do

The Dodo was demoted
Or so it was said
The Old Bat taught his lectures
That went right over his students' heads

That's based on two characters in a story I'm working on.

The Dodo was demoted
Or so it was said
The Old Bat taught his lectures
That went right over his students' headsAs the Dodo is now dead.

Probably more acurate yeah. But it's technically not a Dodo, just a guy that looks like one (yes, the story's obviously children's fiction).

Well I don't practice San-ga-ria. I ain't got White Zinfandal. I had a Sauvignon blanc, but i'd....I'd consume it all. If I could find that heina and the cuervo that shes found. Well I'd pop the cap off cuervo and drink it down.

I need a better 4th line.

vomiting ouroboros, unfurling forever
thoughts widen but never deepen
a meaningless endeavor

bumping this instead of creating a new one and it getting lumped together.

I get smart like Don Adams. Write flows you can't handle. Look at you with your emo hair all mangled. When we tangle I'll grab you like an orangutan will.


My hearts so broken over the years even the Ataris don't know how I feel. Not looking for your sympathy just trying to be real. Sometimes I don't even know how to deal. You say you're here for my heart but I see the dollar signs in your eyes and hear your getting ready to steal. That's why my emotions are as cold as steel. My heart is Stone Cold like Bryan Bosworth except I'm not a shitty movie. Just trying to find someone to move me.

those rhymes is fresh

Poetry = faggotry >:

So post some of yours. :p

he just did, it totally rhymed

Zomboid's no beatnik.

Bees

I asked my mother to tell me please
What it was like to be covered with bees
Fur and feelers all over my skin
Crawling all over my ears and chin
My hands and feet, ‬my eyes and knees
Covered every inch in bees
To sit and feel this tickly sensation
Unable to move from consternation
That in one second ‬every bee
Would jab their stingers into me
To sit and wait without a care
As they swarmed in and out of my hair
Across my nails and in my nose
Inside and out of my clothes
My mother said that my initial reaction
Would be pleasure and pain, ‬and then satisfaction

:rolleyes you just wanted to use the word consternation.

Actually no, I had to use "what is it like to be covered in bees" and "satisfaction".

THATS THE BEES KNEES

BROKEN SOLDIER

OOOOOH. OOOO. Broken soldier. Broken soldier, whoah. Where'd your pride go, soldier? Where'd your pride go? I couldn't help noticin'; your brass lost its shine, soldier. Where'd your shine go? When did ya lose that shine? There wasn't any glory for you. That shine's outta your eyes, the world musta broke you.
Ya just weren't strong enough. Now you're stained through. G.I. Joe, good to go; made of clay.

(Chorus) Leather boots didn't protect you, could only carry you, so far. I can't bear to see you; with your broken heart visible on your face, feeling so outta place. They broke you, soldier.
Whoah.

Where'd your smile go, soldier? Where'd your smile go? Did it run away when they took your stripe? Did it run when you saw those people dying? Ya just weren't tough enough. You tried so hard, but not enough. Do you hear the voices at night? Do ya hear 'em when you can't sleep? Did they break your mind too, soldier?

(Repeat chorus)

The Boys who Bleed for You


My mother wept the day I signed my name. My heart swelled when I raised my right hand. Against all enemies I swore. God help me. Some of us never need to shave; Doughboys to the bone. Minutemen are we; always ready. Essayons! Semper Tentare! Do you know, we are all numbers, but we all have names. Every mother's son of us is ready to bleed and die for your sake. It is our fight that allows you to burn the flag you're holding. That flag is dyed with the blood of patriots and may it ever be so. I would have it no other way. To show the world. The brother in my foxhole never kissed a girl, never drank a beer, and he's ready too. We all stand. We are true. Our families know; we are the boys who bleed for you.

My father told me he was proud, even as I saw the shores of Grenada in his eyes. He turned away so I would not see that salty wave crash down his cheeks. He sent me on my way, with three old men behind him, behind me. The chain has not broken, five generations strong. the boys who bleed for you. We all have names; please don't forget us.

I googled "The Boys who Bleed for You" and didn't like any of the search results