so, that's the house in the picture there. yep. i especially like the dead grass in the front there. nice touch.
mmmmm...smells like 5,000 groupies.
one of life's burning questions.
happy hamburger month, everyone.
of course the answer is YES. duh.
would ya look at all that hair!!
malkovich malkovich malkovich malkovich...malkovich.
i'm sure that july 4th release date of "american v" is a total accident...
how to light matches with your thumb.
"Bob Dylan's Bob Dylan's Greatest Hits, an object lesson in filth...
The opening track, Rainy Day Women #12 & 35 reminds me of a pre-teen violinist playing scales over and over in some desperate attempt to make music, tears running down their chubby cheeks with every screech. I wish it wouldn't. What possesses people to make music that sounds like track 3, The Times They Are A-Changin'? The bastard lovechild of Joe Dolce and Mariah Carey? I'm not offering further opinion because I'm not listening to it again. Ever. The sound of that buzzing, ringing sound you get if you stick your fingers in a wall socket that track eight, I Want You so accurately reproduces is relieved only by the fact there are no pictures to go with it. In fact, there's no excuse for people buying this and taking it into their homes to tortute their innocent children.
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that is certainly what my grandma would call a "50-cent word"! i had to look it up, i'm not even gonna lie:
"The predominant influence, as of a state, region, or group, over another or others."
I *heart* Bob!
i heart bob, too! oh so very much.
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