Don’t got no tattoo
Don’t got no nose ring
Don’t wanna be like you
See I got these glasses
So I’ll never be cool
Always get my assed kick
When I get to school
Don’t worry about an image
Don’t got no attitude
I know I won’t get laid
If I wont be like you
Don’t got no biceps
Don’t got no pecs
But I’ll read you under the table
With my thick specks
See I got these glasses
So they kick my ass
But I’ll kick their asses
When I get to class
I got these glasses
So I can’t wear shades
I’ll kick their asses
I’ll get good grades
Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna get good grades!
I can’t get with the times
Can’t spout the party line
Don’t know what the scene’s about
Don’t tell me to mellow out!
Don’t got no goatee
No fucking safety pin
No I ain’t no junkie
Don’t got no heroin
Don’t got no styling notion
Don’t wanna live by the ocean
Just wanna be myself
All you poseurs go to hell!
Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna get good grades!
Asses in class
Asses in class
Asses in class
We must read”
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“Don’t got no goatee”
And now, neither does Nale. http://www.giantitp.com/comics/oots0361.html
(sorry, I can’t figure out how you code bold and italics here, far less how you do links properly)
17. October 2006 @ 20:02 ( Permalink )
Ask me once on MSN or something; the code kinda disappears when I try to show it here…
And that OotS page is six pages beyond the point I’ve currently reached, so I won’t click your link. But am I right when I interpret Nale’s lack of a goatee as an indication of him going undercover in the Order of the Stick, pretending to be Elan? If so: Woah, I gotta get reading!
17. October 2006 @ 20:27 ( Permalink )
“But am I right when I interpret Nale’s lack of a goatee as an indication of him going undercover in the Order of the Stick, pretending to be Elan?”
And he claims *I* am the intellectually superior… (yes, you are indeed right).
“Ask me once on MSN or something”
You? On MSN? That’s funny, tell another one!
17. October 2006 @ 21:07 ( Permalink )
“You? On MSN? That’s funny, tell another one!”
I would, but it look boring and dull next to your marvelous “Tell another one!”
Seriously, though, in a couple of weeks time I’ll be done with my papers, and thus I’ll have time for trivial things like MSN. Provided I can force myself into prioritising MSN, that is. I dunno why it’s so hard for me, but it could be that I’m never able to finish a converasation, and that MSN is, like, the most distracting device ever invented. When I log on to MSN, I rarely manage to concentrate on anything, what with all the people who wanna talk to me and all.
17. October 2006 @ 21:37 ( Permalink )
Same here. I can’t concentrate while having MSN on. I have MSN on almost the entire days.
I’m not quite sure how I still end up getting decent grades, but I have so far. O.o
(However, I find that the more often you log on, the less people nag to talk with you every time you do so… it’s a supply and demand-thing.)
17. October 2006 @ 21:47 ( Permalink )
Exclusivity ensures that I never feel lonely the few times I actually log on. Could be a subconscious thing, that: My mind wants me to feel wanted at least once in a while.
(Gods, self-pity’s kinda fun to wallow in at times.
)
17. October 2006 @ 21:54 ( Permalink )
I wouldn’t use the word “fun”, but wallowing in self-pity, aye, I know a thing or two about that. In fact, wallowing in self-centred topics in general, I’m pretty much an expert.
17. October 2006 @ 21:59 ( Permalink )