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MaTTFURY 19th May 2005 23:51

need poem
 
I need some preferences for a poem that's based on a song (the crystal method - trip like i do ), yeah it's for school so if you don't post any actually poems maybe just some links would be nice (please)?

Spazz333 19th May 2005 23:54

Wha? You're looking for opinions on how to base it or what?

Obedo 19th May 2005 23:56

I think he want us to do his homework for him.

MaTTFURY 20th May 2005 00:00

Quote:

I think he want us to do his homework for him.
need it, i've done nothing for 8 lessons except listen to tcm :p

Obedo 20th May 2005 00:16

If you were my son I'd would have drown you along time ago.

Smeggle 20th May 2005 00:22

*coughs* it's spelt

G.O.O.G.L.E. NOT W.I.N.A.M.P. :p ;)

k_rock923 20th May 2005 00:56

Dude, do your own homework and pay attention in class. It's senior year in high school (c'mon. you all remember it, doing jack in class then sleeping when you got home :D) and I'm dong more than you.

Fickle 20th May 2005 05:34

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Originally posted by k_rock923
Dude, do your own homework and pay attention in class. It's senior year in high school (c'mon. you all remember it, doing jack in class then sleeping when you got home :D) and I'm dong more than you.
Ah, yes, Senior year. The year I hit that guy in the face and suddenly found my car plastered with flyers for parties everyone knew would get busted, and secret invites to real parties where drugs and alcohol (and sometimes sex with near-strangers) were par for the course. Trying my damndest to pay attention to my Burn-out Algebra 2 teacher while staring contently at the girl next to me, watching her movements and trying like hell to get her to come to a party I was going to.

Having my English teacher take me outside of class and threaten to fail me for a test for allowing someone to cheat from my paper and telling him I could cut class for the rest of the marking period and still pass with a B. My history teacher making us breakfast for attendance (all of us showed up to class for three monthes in a row), Flirting with the girl behind the counter at Anderson's General Store and getting a blowjob from A Jehovah's Witness in the back seat of my friends Firebird.

Senior Year was all about getting stoned and driving to Vo-tech illegally and then trying to pass a final while so high you could barely remember what an IP address was used for, much less how you got All of your computer networks working halfway through your explanation to the teacher.

Ah, yes, Senior Year. What memories you held for the common layman.


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