"Strike me down with all of your hatred, and your journey towards the Dark Side will be complete."

Up with your pike and fork! Tip. Bullsfoot! Fine!

Flop! Your rere gait's creakorheuman bitts your butts disagrees.


In the buginning is the woid, in the muddle is the sound-dance and thereinofter you're in the unbewised again, vund vulsyvolsy.



Flep!! Mememormee!


...and the soother the bitther!


construct ann aquilittoral dryankle Probe loom! with his primal handstoe in his sole salivarioum. contcoct an equo-angular trilitter. as rhombulus and rhebus went building rhomes one day. show that the median, hce che ech, intersecting at royde angles the parilegs of a given obtuse one biscuits the arcs that are in curveachord behind. brickbaths. the family umbroglia. till its nether nadir is vortically where (allow me aright to two cute winkles) its naval's napex will have to beande.



...of eyebrow pencilled, by lipstipple penned.





this is nat language at any sinse of the world and one might as fairly go and kish his sprogues as fail to certify whether the wartrophy eluded at some lives earlier was that somethink like a jug.

You did good, kid, but don't get cocky! - Han Solo, Episode IV

This is hyena hinessy laughing alout the Willingdone.

it is that. whenas the swiftshut scareyss of your pupilteachertaut duplex will hark back to lark to you symbellically.

christ. what a baby. no wonder you choked on the dissertation. the whole point of this thread (and why it exists as a drinking game -- drink when you hear innuendo) is that it's sooo easy it hurts. it would be like opening finnegan's wake and drinking everytime you found a nonsense word. i think this was actually joyce's intention.

i mean... come. on.

Lucas actually wanted to call it Cock Wars, but a close friend convinced him "star" was cockney rhyming slang for penis. let's examine the opening scene in more detail


a large "star" destroyer sucks and swallows the full length of a rebel ship.

vader bursts the virginal seal on his daughter's ... ahem.. diplomatic ship, spraying its lower passages with hundreds of white single-minded warriors.

vader chokes his dangling prisoner while looking for the plans for his huge metal space balls. (he's got two... and his son won't stop busting them)

leia records amateur porn to entice a lonely old hermit to do her bidding. accidently sends the porn to her own brother. tells her daddy: i'm a big princess now and i don't like it when you touch me there.

luke runs away from home because his "uncle" wants to erase his hot incest porn...


C-3PO: "Ooh!"
Luke: "What are you doing hiding back there?"






....seriously.

There's something very, very wrong with you. Haha.

me!! i didn't write this stuff! there's something very very wrong with Lucas!


makin kiddie movies with the incest subtext? skywalker ranch? what the fuck? it's like never never land.... he the white mj. ....oh, wait.

LUKE: Hey, you could have broken this. Don't do that. Ohhh... you're making a mess.

Haha! He really was one sick fuck wasn't he.

i know it's not a quote, but.. "the empire strikes back".

hey, CUNTWAGS. who you call baby? i didn't choke on no dissertation--i didnt even start the bitch. i simply made a pretty accurate calculation that the payoff for the investment was close to nil. what the fuck do you do in america with a phd in latin american literature? nobody wants to fucking read, even in their own language. doubtful? go get one yourself & get back to me with the results.

anyway. star wars is fucking stupid. the dialogue is shit. alec guiness said so too. so, im not going thru that tripe in search of a quote. that's right. there's no joy in it for me.

now plowing thru finnegans wake is fucking delicious. but i can't spend my whole day on it-- i'm no longer living off shitty assistantships and absurd loans. mabye when i'm on vacation?

fair enough.


i plan on it.


stupid, and deliciously sexual.


could have said: "I'd just as soon kiss a Wookiee."


lol. plowing.



yeah, it's sucks... but i'm not in it for the money. academia seems like a good place to do the the type of artwork i'm interested in. if it don't work out... waitin tables while you paint ain't bad.


grad school = long vacation that isn't really that relaxing... but it beats working in a cubicle.

that sucking sound that darth vader makes?

that's the sound of my sex life, right there.

ha ha yeah but doesnt beat working at home :p

i swear im so happy i left that shithole.

business trip this weekend!!

and no, it's not a "conference"