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Major Dude
Join Date: Jun 2004
Location: Australia,
Posts: 1,356
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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)?
i am not normal, no really. |
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Major Dude
Join Date: Nov 2003
Location: Limbo
Posts: 1,498
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Wha? You're looking for opinions on how to base it or what?
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Banned
Join Date: Apr 2002
Location: State Hospital;They have me in this straightjacket & I have one hell of an itch...could you?..
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I think he want us to do his homework for him.
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Major Dude
Join Date: Jun 2004
Location: Australia,
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i am not normal, no really. |
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Banned
Join Date: Apr 2002
Location: State Hospital;They have me in this straightjacket & I have one hell of an itch...could you?..
Posts: 1,931
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If you were my son I'd would have drown you along time ago.
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Just Strolling By
(Major Dude) Join Date: Aug 2002
Location: A Long Winding Road.....
Posts: 3,259
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*coughs* it's spelt
G.O.O.G.L.E. NOT W.I.N.A.M.P.
Music is Life, Love and Happiness :|: Life is Music. Serren - 1985 - 2005 Religion? Religion is a Blasphemy against humanity - From the film What the Bleep do we know siggy link So stumbling? whats it all about |
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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
) and I'm dong more than you.
Never underestimate the bandwidth of a station wagon full of tapes hurtling down the highway. |
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Butterknife of Justice
(Forum King) Join Date: Jan 2002
Location: Behind you.
Posts: 5,502
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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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