Monday, June 15, 2009

Oh. Em. Gee.

My roomie has discovered the throbbing epicenter of surrealism on teh intarw3bz.

I have never seen its like.
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10 comments:

Anonymous said...

Holy Crap!

9:50 AM, June 15, 2009
Liberty Girl said...

"...a modern spiritual..."

Indeed.

10:20 AM, June 15, 2009
Billy Beck said...

That was the damned-ass squarest thing I ever saw. I never would have believed it.

11:02 AM, June 15, 2009
Anonymous said...

So the, "And a one and a two," wasn't counting the rhythm, it was counting the puffs?

Great! Now I'm going to have Lawrence Welk saying, "Don't bo-gaart de roa-ch," stuck in my head.

11:50 AM, June 15, 2009
Weer'd Beard said...

How did that one get onto the set list?

2:05 PM, June 15, 2009
Baba55 said...

I am sure that Brewer and Shipley are sooo proud

2:23 PM, June 15, 2009
Darrell said...

1979, Silver Dollar Saloon, Leadville, Colorado--the bar band plays covers of AC/DC, old geezer retired miners and their wives get up and dance to it. Pretty cool.

6:20 PM, June 15, 2009
Joanna said...

I have to go cry in the corner now. If you need my shotgun for the imminent apocalypse, it's under the bed. I won't be using it.

7:51 PM, June 15, 2009
og said...

When I first saw this on my phone, without my glasses, I swore it said the "throbbing sphincter of surrealism"

Now I'm not so sure it isn't.

10:44 PM, June 15, 2009
Anonymous said...

Well; the word "toke" has more than one meaning. But since you all no doubt went straight to your dictionaries, I suppose you knew that already.

Maybe Welk and some others though it was a song by a habitual gambler;
http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/toke

-- Lyle

10:53 PM, June 15, 2009

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