LETS GOOOOOOOO (General hangout thread)

[KungFuCutbug]

what kinda ship we talkin’? pirate ship, relationship, something else?

[Clancy]

Batman doesn't do "ships"!

[~okami~]

Pirate

[Superjohn 2.0]

I prefer pirate ships.

[Clancy]

Yar, har, fiddle-dee-dee...

[Kennifer]

the more I think about it the more I love "ironic neon pink" as a thingcolor.

[Whistle]

existential neon pink

ironic turquoise

[Superjohn 2.0]

Yar, har, fiddle-dee-dee...

Do what you want cause a pirate is free!

[Clancy]

YOU ARE A PIRATE!

Or, in the words of another song:

Yo ho, the gang's all here...

[Superjohn 2.0]

DREAMING DON'T GIVE IT UP LUFFY!

[~okami~]

I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars
Look at me, look at me
Hands in the air like it's good to be
Alive, and I'm a famous rapper
Even when the paths are all crookedy
I can show you how to do-si-do
I can show you how to scratch a record
I can take apart the remote control
And I can almost put it back together
I can tie a knot in a cherry stem
I can tell you about Leif Ericson
I know all the words to ""
And ""
Me and my friend saw a platypus
Me and my friend made a comic book
And guess how long it took
I can do anything that I want, 'cause, look
I can keep rhythm with no metronome
No metronome
No metronome
And I can see your face on the telephone
On the telephone
On the telephone
Look at me, look at me
Just called to say that it's good to be
Alive in such a small world
I'm all curled up with a book to read
I can make money, open up a thrift store
I can make a livin' off a magazine
I can design an engine
Sixty-four miles to a gallon of gasoline
I can make new antibiotics
I can make computers survive aquatic
Conditions, I know how to run the business
And I can make you wanna buy a product
Movers, shakers and producers
Me and my friends understand the future
I see the strings that control the system
I can do anything with no resistance
'Cause I can lead a nation with a microphone
With a microphone
With a microphone
And I can split the atom of a molecule
Of a molecule
Of a molecule
Look at me, look at me
Drivin' and I won't stop
And it feels so good to be alive and on top
My reach, is global
My tower, secure
My cause, is noble
My power, is pure
I can hand out a million vaccinations
Or let 'em all die of exasperation
Have 'em all healed of their lacerations
Have 'em all killed by assassination
I can make anybody go to prison
Just because I don't like 'em
And I can do anything with no permission
I have it all under my command because
I can guide a missile by satellite
By satellite
By satellite
And I can hit a target through a telescope
Through a telescope
Through a telescope
And I can end the planet in a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
In a holocaust
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars
I can ride my bike with no handlebars
No handlebars
No handlebars

[Kennifer]

I have snuggled Dusty and eaten some chicken strips and tater tots.

[Whistle]

Who needs the peace corps?

[~okami~]

barenaked ladies one week

[Whistle]

Not interested

[Superjohn 2.0]

There's a shape in the shadows, there's a chill in the air
But he won't let you get rattled, you won't know that he's there
There's no way to do battle when you're caught unaware
One blink and he'll be gone, and you'll be dead in your chair
Or was he even there? Can you even prepare
For a reckoning a second into catching the glare
Of a barrel when the bullet's already in the air
Or the chemicals already have your vision impaired?
As you try to place the face of that sommelier
When you're gonna win the race but find the brakes aren't there
On a knife's edge, placed between the fumes and the flare
The last breath with a glove in your hair
He's a master of disguise, he's an artist with a knife
He will catch you by surprise, just a quack and you ignite
There's no faster a demise, were you happy with your life?
'Cause it didn't have the time left to flash before your eyes.

[~okami~]

i like barenaked ladi

OH GO D LMAO

[Superjohn 2.0]

No one ever recalls the second
They first come across 47
Because before you've drawn a breath in
47's got you on the floor forgetting
If you could only pause a second
Can't stall destiny, halt what's meant to be
No protection we, all get reckoned the
Cause of death will be 47

[Clancy]

Naked bear ladies.

[Superjohn 2.0]

You can tighten violence by refining the appliance of it
Open up your eyes to find the sight of an appliance dropping
Right into the bath without a chance to even try and stop it
Blur behind the curtain and it's curtains on your crime biopic
The same as yesterday? Oh, there's a new chef today
I'm sure he can prepare that very rare fish in that special way
Also, we can't find the guy we hired just to test your plates
Plus, all of your henchmen went and left to go investigate
The sound of a coin on the ground
And not a shred of evidence will ever be found
Take a trip to the facilities with no one around
Ain't it tragic how a man can accidentally drown?
You've locked the door, you're in your most secure of quarters when
It's been a little while since your security reported in
A sudden force and then you'll wish you'd brought your snorkel in
They find your body bobbing in a mortuary of porcelain.

[Kennifer]

I used to listen to the Barenaked Ladies album with "One Week" on it like... WAY too much.

[TotallyNotAnAlien]

Listen to Gojira, plebs

[Superjohn 2.0]

Most people went to bed and they simply never woke
Take solace in the knowledge that your death will be bespoke
Hand crafted, all wrapped up in leather as you choke
Every execution executed excellently so
Any single person could be 47 lurking
He could be working in Burger King
Strychnine in your onion rings, snuffing out your underlings
'Fore you get to wondering, you'll be bloodied
Stuffed into a cupboard in your underthings
The last creak as you stand beneath the chandelier
It's the gas leak when you're candlelit for atmosphere
It's the last beat as your heart receives the formula
The red streak when the beam hits your cornea
The mouth feel of your unintended last meal
The weapon test where you forgot to check the blast seals
The sunset as your body's doing cartwheels
Straight over the edge of a ledge or it's the hard steel
Scraping on your ribs as you shiver and expire
It's the first red fleck on your impeccable attire
It's your throat torn to shreds as you're dying to respire
As your fingernails are fighting against the tightening of the wire
It's a second to forgive, it's a second to forget
Every second you have lived for this second of regret
Every second is a gift so be careful how you spend
'Cause the second that you've met him is the second that it ends

[MadeOfMilk]

Nothing says "college" like microwaving a family-sized thing of pasta and meatballs for yourself

[a-boy-playing-with-rubiks]

Mmmmmmm...