I much prefer anything to everything.

I say this because 'anything' gives me the ability to experience whatever the world has to offer, but without the burden of experiencing all at once. Whereas everything forces the entire spectrum of existence into a mere moment of time!

To be honest, and I speak as a representative of both my sex and my gender, looks really aren't that important when it comes to the so-called "booty calls."

Although I say this without direct knowledge, as I have yet to be present at one of these famed events.

The twenties were generally a time of great optimism and forward thinking.

This optimism was, at least in the US, directly a result of economic prosperity, which itself gave way to the Great Depression.

The best thing about the Depression? Robert Johnson came into his own, thus bringing about a whole era of blues guitar playing. Fast forward forty-five years or so, and Duane Allman plays the most magical and divine guitar the world has ever heard.

So my point is this: The roaring twenties were instrumental in bringing about the greatest music ever to exist. I suggest you make this the thesis of your essay.

What's also worth noting is that in Britain, Aldous Huxley was beginning his career as the most important humanist of the twentieth century.

Cronos told me old age is wonderful. I don't have any reason to doubt him.

He did, after all, eat his children.

Either that or he turned water into wine (sometimes I get my mythologies mixed up!).

In response to the title post, being young is indeed MORE than it's cracked up to be.

Or at least so I'm told in my weekly conversations with Zeus and Freyja.

Of the course the conversation with the latter only lasts a few minutes before a wild orgie ensues with anthropomorphized valkyries joining in after a short time.

The hard part is finding a girl who doesn't want to steal your soul and add it to her collection!

I killed them all.

I did this to increase my competitive biological advantage in terms of reproductive fitness. It was a perfectly natural thing to do.

I don't suscribe to your silly granfalloons!

what a pertinent line of questioning we have here!

I'm majoring in Anthro, but I might change to English if I can.

Even though I'm already half way through my third year (but that's how things go).

What in God's name possessed you to want to see Saw 4?

Blue Sky, by the Allman Brothers.

But Robert Plant is my favorite vocalist!

Mario Kart is lame.

Crash Team Racing is soooo much better, even if it was just a rip off.

Also, the picture of you lying in the middle of the street is bad ass.

Hey now, my bucket is my only article of clothing.

I will not part with it.

ooh, and June bugs.

Those things just piss me off.

The only things in the universe that scare me are spiders and beautiful girls.

Although the latter I don't mind facing!

Oh no, I just placed the greasy chicken right on my head.

That way I don't have to use as much styling gel.

I have to request that drunken orgies take place only in the designated areas.

We've had problems with this in the past.

Now THAT'S the spirit

on second thought, scratch that


do whatever the hell you want.