Did I just Get Rejected From McDonalds?
August 31st, 2009
Honey McDonalds gave me fever for no reaseon I hade to give these skunks the cure
Duration : 0:7:47
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Honey McDonalds gave me fever for no reaseon I hade to give these skunks the cure
Duration : 0:7:47
Douglas Adams was the best-selling British author and satirist who created The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. In this talk at UCSB recorded shortly before his death, Adams shares hilarious accounts of some of the apparently absurd lifestyles of the world’s creatures, and gleans from them extraordinary perceptions about the future of humanity. Series: Voices [5/2001] [Humanities] [Show ID: 5779]
Duration : 1:27:37
Storm chasers Matt Chatelain, Curtis McDonald, Daniel Betten and Brandon Lawson documented multiple tornadoes from close range during the June 17, 2009 tornado event in southern Nebraska! Included are tornadoes west of Grand Island, NE (near the end) and the damaging Aurora, NE tornado. An AMAZING chase day for Stream Thunder!
Duration : 0:5:58
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Duration : 0:3:48
Somebody to Love interpreted by Anne Hatheway in Ella Enchanted.
Duration : 0:4:2
Riki “Garfunkel” Lindhome and Kate “Oates” Micucci perform a rap about douchebags. Here are the LYRICS:
We roll into the bar cause thats how we do
Garfunkel, Oates and the rest of the crew
Give a dollar to my homegirl and watch that go she
Hits up the juke box and puts on Jim Croce
Operator, can you help me make this call?
Were laughing and talking and the drinks are flowing
Im the liking the direction this night is going
But then I look up and something has changed
Everyone around us looks ing deranged
I look to my left, I look to my right
Nothing but Von Dutch hats in sight
With supertight abs and supertan skin
I swear this aint the club that I walked in
Then the techno music starts to play
And the room smells like Axe body spray
Im like Golda Mier with no gold in my ear
Please tell me what the happened here
Yo it aint pretty but you know its the truth
This party just took a turn for the douche
For the douche, for the douche
For the in douche
Thought it was a perfect party
Now its just a lot of Ed Hardy
This party just took a turn for the douche
I guess I cant beat em so Im gonna join em
Need some douche phrases and Im gonna coin em
Put my Bluetooth in and Im on my way
Gonna be a mother in douchebag today
Gonna groom my beard like a bonsai tree
Wax off my chest like Mr Miyagi
Get a Chinese tat, dont know what it means
But it makes me look deep to girls in their teens
Dont need sleeves on my shirt, just rip em off
And leave em exposed like Bernie Madoff
Fake tan so brown you can call me foxy
Gonna pop my collar like Limbaugh pops oxy
Got more chains than Mr. T
I pity the wad who messes with me
Cause Im doin roids til my balls get teeny
Like Dennis Quaid in Innerspace, up inside the weenie
Gettin crunk on brewskis with my broskis
Im cooler than Ice cube wearing snow skis
Sweeter than the life of Zach and Cody
Higher than the voice of Truman Capote
Yeah Ill drop a G for a bottle of Goose
This party just took a turn for the douche
For the douche, for the douche
For the in douche
Thought it was a perfect party
Now its just a lot of Ed Hardy
This party just took a turn for the douche
Were an army in the night like Norman Mailer
And its time to be a tool like my name is Tim Taylor
Im a VIP cause my table said so
Im a use some Rufees cause the skank said no
I like my hair like I like my girls drink
SPIKED as !!!
Did my last keg stand like General Custer
And Im essin the damage like a claims adjuster
I aint your Daddy but Ill call you son
Yeah I get metaphysical like in John Donne
Im holdin up the beats like I was Lloyd Dobbler
Girls are on the dance floor shakin their cobbler
Im Cool like LL, fly like Jeff Goldblum
Im gonna find the biggest ho in this room
Girls wax is Brazilian, her manicures French
Jean Nate is her signature stench
She got rocks on her fingers and beneath her areolas
Her gardens more savage then ch ch cherry colas
Her heels are as clear as my intentions to bang her
Hope shes birth controlled like Margaret Sanger
Gonna Boner Stabbone her, Mike Seaver her Beaver
Take her gold for cash then mother in leave her
I aint in love w you cousin I aint George Michael Bluth
This party just took a turn for the douche
For the douche, for the douche
For the in douche
Thought it was a perfect party
Now its just a lot of Ed Hardy
This party just took a turn for the douche
Duration : 0:3:58
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Paul van Dyk feat Jessica Sutta White lies
REQUEST: Lyrics:
Uh oh
I’m being pulled into the fire of intoxic flame
I’m too close
And there’s a good chance that I won’t get away
And I needed going into the daylight
And I’m looking for it into the night
Then I think about it and I can’t live without it
You’re telling me that that’s alright
Can’t get enough
Can’t get enough
When you’re telling me the white lies
Champagne
It’s getting rough and I wanna know
If I’m addicted to your white lies
In vain
Can’t get enough
Can’t get enough
When you’re telling me the white lies
Champagne
It’s getting rough and I wanna know
If I’m addicted to your white lies
In vain
Don’t go
I tell myself that I’m not really hooked on you
But I know
If I stay then your use will become abuse
When I’m trying not to break the fever
And the madison just won’t take
Then I think about it and I can’t live without it
You’re telling me that that’s alright
Can’t get enough
Can’t get enough
When you’re telling me the white lies
Champagne
It’s getting rough and I wanna know
If I’m addicted to your white lies
In vain
Can’t get enough
Can’t get enough
When you’re telling me the white lies
Champagne
It’s getting rough and I wanna know
If I’m addicted to your white lies
In vain
Can’t get enough
Can’t get enough
When you’re telling me the white lies
Champagne
It’s getting rough and I wanna know
If I’m addicted to your white lies
In vain
Duration : 0:3:20
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Duration : 0:9:12
This is the first single of “Ellipse” album from Imogen Heap! World Premiere on 10.07.2009 on Radio KCRW 89.9 FM in 7.30 PM…
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Lyrics:
I’ve got to get on it.
I’ve got to get on it.
I’ve got to get on it.
Bodies disengaged, our mouths are fleshing over.
It’s just an echo game, irises retreating to ovals of white.
The urge to feel your face, and blood rushing to paint my handprint.
A Frisbee one by one; your vinyl on lamanent, just prefer some kind of contact.
Chorus:
First train home, I’ve got to get on it.
First train home, I’ve got to get on it.
First train home, I’ve got to get on it.
To Catch, to catch, catch-catch, catch.
First train home, I’ve got to get on it.
First train home, I’ve got to get on it.
First train home, I’ve got to get on it.
First Train home
Temporal deadzone where clocks are barely breathing.
yet no one cares to notice for all the yelling, all night clamor to hold it together.
I want to play–don’t wait–forms in the hideaway
I want to get on with getting on with things
I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen, and love someone
And I can’t do any of that here, can I?
First train home, I’ve got to get on it.
First train home, I’ve got to get on it.
First train home, I’ve got to get on it.
First Train home.
So what? You’ve had one too many.
So what? I’m not that much fun to be with.
So what? You’ve come silly hatter.
So what? I didn’t want to come here, anyway.
What matters you, doesn’t matter, matter to me.
What matters to me, doesn’t matter, matter to you.
What matters to you, doesn’t matter, matter to them.
What matters to them, doesn’t change anything.
Got to get on it.
First train home.
Got to get on it.
First train home.
First train home I’ve got to get on it
(I’ve got to get on it)
To catch, to catch, catch-catch, catch.
(First train home)
First train home I’ve got to get on it
First train home.
(First train home)
To go, To go, To go, Get, Get, Get, Get, Out, Out, Out, Out, Now, Now, Now, Now.
Duration : 0:4:2