Luc Thiers
Let’s give ‘em somethin’ to talk about!
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Tuesday, August 11th, 2009
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When you are finished talking, I can realize that you are a good person with a beautiful heart, and when I am finished talking, you can realize that for all my flaws, you will never meet anyone quite like me again, and when you are finished talking, I can forget what I was talking about in the middle of a sentance.

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Friday, January 16th, 2009
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One day, brer fox and brer owl were having a sit out on the patio.”Ho!” said brer owl,”Its our friends, brer bear and brer animal!”

“Ho!” said brer bear.

“Joy!” said brer animal.

“Sup?” said brer fox.

Brer owl began to speak, “we were just discussing delicious flavors”, he said,”I like ice cream, ice cream is the most delicious flavor.”

“Yes, ice cream is a good flavor”, said brer bear.

“Yes.”

“Yes.”

“What about the other delicious flavors?” said brer owl.

“You mean like ice cream?” said brer animal.

“Yes,” said brer owl, “other delicious flavors, like ice cream, other than ice cream.”

“Oh.” said brer fox.”You got any weed?”

“Only a little,” said brer bear, “Prolly not enough to get all of us high.”

“Hmmmm..”

“That’s okay.” said brer animal. “I’m sort of trying to quit.”

“Really?” said brer owl.

“No.” said brer animal. “I would like to get high though.”

“Yeah.”

Brer fox had an idea. “Maybe”, he said, “Maybe we could take a hit and then shotgun it around in a circle, one by one?”

“You mean blow the hit into the next persons mouth, and then the next, and so on?” said brer bear.

“Yes.”

“No,” said brer owl, “that’s a stupid idea.”

“How come?’ said brer fox.

“Because,” said brer owl, “it’s just a stupid fucking idea.”

“Well, I don’t see any need to be beligerant. I was just trying to help.” said brer fox.

“You’re right.” said brer owl. “I’m sorry, you were just trying to help.”

“That’s ok.” said brer fox.

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Tuesday, December 9th, 2008
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Street Feat-
my boyfriend lost his virginity behind Dryer allry!

1- I spend 12 dollars every 15 minutes to listen to what you say, so dont tell me I dont listen
2- You cost a quarter to like
3- Your birthday present is a strawberry, Im sorry I havent given it to you yet (and a cave)
4- Writing sober is like swing dancing on tranquilizers
5- For all lobsters under attack= listen to my twelve first commands, unless usurped by my last one seventeen list adaquate spelling fags. one barge too many. this bangles single won’t change anything, in your room, what about your room? This is what your room sounds like- “Crazy like this? Crazy like what? Like that?!? I’m loud! Ohhhhh! Loud! Fuck it!

- Adrenaline Magazine
“I love this fucking room, I don’t know what the fuck your talking about”
- Short Circup lmtd.
“ I’m on drugs, yeah, you know it, drugs, yeah, worship me bitch, I’m fucking on some god damn drugs who the fuck are you?”
- i forgot that I pissed in my sink earlier

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Monday, December 8th, 2008
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Got a problem stranger? The judge’ll take care of you,sure as good. The judge took care a loosey, and you know what trouble done happened a loosey. Remby done scunned the judges bunn too. The judge got a waya fixin proloblems.

Some say he gottta, problem fissin machine, or dat he is won, but he doan needa fissin machine a wuteva, H’es The Judge.

Judge helped out cun finnigin with his hole diggin’ problem. But if you wanna hassel, gid the judge a problem, no, the judge’ll give you a problem. stranger. Yeah thas write the judge gid’s problems too.Here ya go he say.

Won time a baby fall oudda the window, the judge don’t do nuthin. The baby waas in cleveland, da judge live in arKansas, what you want the judge to doo? He dont fly, the judge doan know how to fly, he da judge, not a bird or any aeroplann. Who just do yew think tha judge is who aneehow? the judge fiss problem, if you fissin for a hassel, the judge’ll give you a problem. Stranger.

The judge doan reeda lotta fiction. The judge is a karmic wheel in the way of problems, as problems flow into the judge as he takes from you, and, later, as you fix for a hastle, problems flow out of the judge, into you. Stranger. Add more people to the equation and it begins to make sense. Add into this the fact that the judge don’t read a lot of fiction, and you can conclude that this judge is a no nonsense kind of guy, I bet he don’t screw around all the time like benny and the guys, and hey, maybe he’s a real bad motherfucker, guess I best not fix fora hastlin’, or a hastle. Then again though, if I got a problem, I bet this judge guy could get some shit done, I better go to him. Boy I’ll tell you what though, when those trolls took me through the hole in the bottom of the bridge that leads to their secret villiage, that was some shit I’d never seen before.

Aww quit buggin’ me rose bud, I’ll take you to the movies when square mumby returns home and gives me that nickle he owes me for rubbin’ the dragon’s belly last harvest. Son of amilklynch.

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Friday, December 5th, 2008
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One time I fuckin banged this girl who did not want to bang me again. But, we banged twice the night we banged so I have difficulty when talking to people about this whole thing because because they say awwww shit what the fuck man she only banged you once! But it was twice just only one time. I know what you’re saying. I can hear you. You’re saying well what if she banged you twice each on two seperate occasions, for a total of four times. To which I would say that that situation is totally different, for some reason, if it happens on two serperate occasions that’s totally different. To which you would say, well what if she banged you three times over a period of two separate occasions? To which I would say, don’t be an asshole, seriously, why the fuck would I know that?

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