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that's quite fucked.

In a similar (yet slightly less surreal) molested classic rock radio lyrics moment- at a sports bar in my home town I heard macho latency turn to blatancy with a howl of these golden verses:

shot through the ass
and your too gay
"Teddy" (I can't recall the actual name)
you give love a dudes name.
(to the tune of shot through the heart of course; air masturbation/guitar followed).

This fella was probably late 20's, so unless you are fantastically terrible @ age guessing it probably wasn't the same dude. Sad day.

Also, one night in DC my brother and I meant to go to the 9:30 but ended up at the black cat due to my drunken navigation. Realizing the show we wanted to catch wasn't there, we walked back through that weird little area in between the two venues giving each other shit.
through a seemingly empty alley the conversation went like this:
Bro: We'd be there now if you weren't such a drunken dumbass
Me: Yeah well at least the conversation's pleasant asshole
Bro: Yeah at least you are a huge jackass
Me: At least your ass is huge

at this point a tattered beardy drooly gentleman popped up oscar the grouch style out of a pile of trashcans and said:

Oscar: I like yer ass too!

we both said "thanks" in tandem without stopping.

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by: kiwi.gleem @ Mon Sep 28, 2009 at 10:20:56 AM UTC