Improverbs…Improverbs…Ah, here it is. Good lord, the Babylonian bigwig was right! Look, spam, trying to sell used camels! Moses in a flame war with Solomon in the heavens! Why was I not told of this?!
Woohoo! Congrats SuzieQ!
*starts to pull out sparklers, eye’s buttercow and thinks better of it*
Nobody’s popped open the champagne yet! Who’d like a glass?
*parades giant butter cow float as aeroplanes fly overhead with “POWERED BY” banners*
*marching band follows, playing “Stars and Stripes Forever*”
*salutes while driving in front in army jeep*
A good looking woman walks into a bar wearing a tube top. She raises her hand to signal the bartender for a beer, revealing that she does not shave her armpits.
Meanwhile, a sloppy drunk on the other side of the bar signals the bartender, “Buy that ballerina over there a drink on me.”
The bartender replies, “What makes you think she’s a ballerina?”
“Because,” answers the drunken man, “any chick that can lift her leg that high has GOT to be a ballerina.”
Might want to double check that MsB.
*hooks up brain scanner to wanna-be Tarzan*
*waits for test to run*
*looks at results*
Thought so, he’s a flat-liner.
HAHAHA, true story. Anybody ever play the card game “spoons”? (if not, I’ll have to explain this further).
We played “ultimate spoons” at a pool party, and the “spoons” were little kickboards out in the middle of the pool, so when you got your four-of-a-kind you hit the pool. I think there’s a video of the event on the other FB somewhere…
*looks at hooves*
Uh……not sure if I can help you out with that, having no fingers and being butter…but I’m sure one of our fine Failpeep friends could assist you…
Well… He’ll live… He won’t be able to walk through a metal detector for a while without setting off all kinds of alarms (I suggest just crawling through the baggage x-ray machine).
It went fine. The icky part was when he showed me the removed bit right before putting it into the little jar. It twinges a bit right now, but that’s it. I still don’t know any of the bad members names from Backstreet Boys though.
You can help decide what makes it to the main page!
Go to VOTE and let The Powers That Be know if something is WIN or FAIL.
If you haven’t done that, consider yourself a troll.
Thank you, have a nice day!
Deep, I hope you’re still here and that you read this. The comment I made the other day when everybody was talking about insurance was not directed at you. I don’t think you have a holier-than-thou attitude. I’m very sorry if you took it that way.
My comment wasn’t worded as well as I thought. It was a general rant, mainly about people I’ve had conversations with IRL, and I should have stated that sooner. I need to preview my comments before I post.
Hi Gracie Could you guys go to LOLCATS find the star wars guys climbing toilet paper, find me and look at the fail from the carnival it’s not photoshopped and I’m not sure if i posted it correctly to failblog please? If this is inappropriate please tell me.
It’s okay, Suzie… I think the blog has been having issues today… earlier every time I clicked “reply” it jumped me down to the bottom of the page and wanted me to comment that way. Had to close and refresh my browser.
So strange seeing your screen-name… All this past weekend I have been saying “very Marius” as I was shopping with daughter I bought a red brocade purse that goes perfectly with red velvet.
@ zooomy: Except on Fridays, the PTB choose a comment from past blogs and add it to the end of the video. When a comment is “powered by” one of the regulars, we make a big deal out of it, pour champagne, and generally whoop it up like it’s 1999.
First off, you sure have a purty mouth. Secondly, Big Mac’s are known for their special sauce. Nothing non-G rated there. I think BBB’s mind has set up camp in the gutter *innocent look*
If it’s the gutter, it’s one that resides outside a house of ill repute. (love those historic romance terms)
And I’m sure you didn’t mean anything by it Ry.
*rolls eyes*
Why if you are found outside of a house of ill repute, your reputation will be sullied. (nothing like hearing a deep southern drawl say those words)
*rolls BBB’s eyes back*
Oh, Avis! I’m only 100 pages away! I almost stayed up last night, but was so tired and realized that if I did I would really suffer at work today. I shall finish this baby tonight!
Heh, cheers. My mother always puts on Mozart, and now I’ve memorised all the music! Though, I have to say, I prefer Mendelssohn’s Hebrides Overture to any Mozart piece! Or, The 1812 Overture. Or something by Elgar or Holst. Either one is fine.
I cut my teeth on Beethoven and Chopin! My mother was/is a classical concert pianist, and she taught me to play at age four. I love riding in a random elevator and being able to name the artist and piece that is playing…
My mother is on facebook, as are half a million folks I don’t want to be able to find me all that easily.
I may have Rooster help me set up an account, if I can use the name Avis somehow. I don’t want to use my real name, for fear of old classmates finding me.
BTW I think I’ve offended a few high school aquaintances who I’ve denied being my friend on facebook. Look just because we went to the same school, and never spoke a single syllable to eachother that whole time, doesn’t mean we need to be friends on the internet. I had to decline one girl 3 times before she got it and gave up. I felt like a bit of a b!$@&, but oh well. *sigh*
At least they have some distance. I still live close to my old neighborhood and run into those people sometimes. I have no problem giving them the cut direct. I see no reason to waste time with people I don’t like. I think that’s healthy.
(might also be a reason I’m in here so much. I really like you Fail People)
I attempted to make a FaceBook page and all sorts of people I know started attempting to friend me that I really didn’t want to have access to the type of information I was going to post. I just gave up on that.
As long as you don’t friend people you don’t want to see the info and set your privacy settings so that only friends can see your info, you don’t have to worry about that. It’s actually easier than people think to control what people see of your info. For example, the only thing people can see if they’re not my friend is my name and profile pic. Not my status, not my photo album etc.
Yes! The all new music-filled FailBlog includes Dvorak’s “New World Symphony” for those dramatic moments , Beethoven’s “Ode to Joy” for happy times, and the very popular “Bow-chicka-wow-wow” for those “intimate” moments.
I sang classical music during college and in an opera chorus for a few years.
I think it’s hard to pick a favorite but Dies Irae reminded me of the drama of “O Fortuna” from Carmina Burana. Beethoven’s “Missa Solemnis” was fairly enjoyable, too.
There’s a guy standing knee deep in the water not 10 feet from where he would have landed. The rope around his foot may actually have prevented him from a spinal injury.
He’s a swinger, all right.
Don’t tell Mookie, she and Lou will be all over him.
Well, someone needs to show him the ropes.
that is going to leave a mark…..rope burn.
This proves that nuts fall close to trees as the old saying goes!
__
BTW…Don’t friend your mom on Facebook!
Must be Tarzan’s twin brother, Jimbo…they don’t talk about him…
The nut doesn’t fall far from the tree.
Think he covered his up, or is he part 3 of the prior fail?
Not another single nut….
Nuts are flying, swinging every where.
just like a pendelum
♪ Enga-land swings like a pendulum do… ♫
♪ The pendelum swings
-The Tragically Hip
^They have the Internet in the Bible now?!
I like your new nick cut. It brings out your eyes.
Improverbs 2:36.. Look it up.
*opens bible*
*skims pages*
Improverbs…Improverbs…Ah, here it is. Good lord, the Babylonian bigwig was right! Look, spam, trying to sell used camels! Moses in a flame war with Solomon in the heavens! Why was I not told of this?!
Pop-up ads for sure-fire ways to get into heaven!
You’ve been.. living in a dream world BondFan…
God separated the light from the dark. That’s binary code right there.
And the wind came,
and the rain came, and fails as big as tennis balls…..
Fail sacrifice. Hotdogs and lolcats living together. Mass hysteria.
SuzieQ! You made it!
OMG! My server was slow so I didn’t see it…wait a minute…
I DID!!!!!!
*claps*
Woohoo! Powered by da Buttercow!
*does buttery dance*
Hats off to SuzieQ!
Woo-Hoo!! :cD
w00t!
*butteryhugs*
Thanky!!!!
*DITHsqueezies*
Congrats SuzieQ!!!
Woop woop!
third (i hope xD)
damn
S’okay, Bjarno. You can’t win ‘em all…
But it gives him/her something to strive for in the future.
Dabuddacow called it! Woot, woot!
*sniff, sniff*
This is all so…..overwhelming…
*makes with the confetti throwin’*
*pops open the chamgpange*
Judging from your spelling, I think you’ve already had enough, young lady. I’ll take that bottle, please.
Sorry…too busy dancing with a lampgshagde on my head.
:p
*runsawaywithaquickness*
*trips on naked lamp*
*falls on heinie*
SAVE THE BEER!
Oh…
*helps DW back to her feet*
I came for a quick…
*ƃnןƃ ƃnןƃ ƃnןƃ*
¡ʎɐʇs ʇ,uɐɔ ı ʎɹɹos ¡sʇɐɹƃuoɔ
*hi/byesqueeze*
Thanks, Gracie. I’m still at work…HOORAY!
That was the perfect comment for this fail, too!
I think the orginal comment was from the one where they were on the huge swing and the guy flew off. Now I’m curious…
***WOOOOO-HOOOOO, SUZIEQ***
Fankoo!!!!
Wow…this feels so surreal…
For our video-challenged FPs:
Guy swings from tree, the rope somehow gets entangled, and when he lets go, he gets dragged across the pond by his ankle.
*thankyousqueeze*
For the video impaired… Who powered the fail?
SuzieQ of course!
Da Buttercow! Woohoo!
You da Cow, Buddacow!
Thanks…
Woohoo! Congrats SuzieQ!
*starts to pull out sparklers, eye’s buttercow and thinks better of it*
Nobody’s popped open the champagne yet! Who’d like a glass?
*parades giant butter cow float as aeroplanes fly overhead with “POWERED BY” banners*
*marching band follows, playing “Stars and Stripes Forever*”
*salutes while driving in front in army jeep*
*stands on side of street waiting for candy*
*steals handfull of candy from Ms B*
hehehe. *snicker*
*eats snicker*
I-I-I-I’m in a parade??!?

This is all too much…
Now I know what the hoopla has been about…this feels good…
*thankyousqueeziesforfailpeeps*
(Very nice touch, bf!)
Dom Perignon or Taittinger’s, GS?
This is Failblog, it’s whichever you choose!
Oh, what the hell — let’s go all-out. It’s in honor of dabutta cow, after all. Taittinger’s AND Dom Perignon it is!
*holds out flute*
*pours for LGB*
*pours out silver tray of crystal flutes and passes them around*
Help yourself everyone!
*facepalm*
Oh, those types of flutes.
Hey, no pie piping.
Here, I brought chocolate butter cake with buttercream frosting for our party!
*omnomnomnom*
*urp*
Fanksh Shuey! You ave any milksh?
Help yourself!
shouldn’t you at least go to a lactation room or something before just … well… just serving yourself?
Lactation room?? Now, that’s just udderly crazy.
Oh, cheeze! What will they think of next?
I think we’re going to milk this for all it’s worth.
I butter get out of here before I screw up the pun run.
I thought you were already on your whey out.
Stay Judy! I curdn’t stand it if you left!
Awright! Just don’t scream any more!
Sorry, Judy. I’m just having such a hard time looking pasturize.
Aw, you sweet talker. Care to come over to my cottage for some cheese?
No thanks. My wife definitely wouldn’t udderstand. (I know it’s a repeat, but it works)
Wow, you guys are really churning them out on this pun run.
Wow, this run is getting so long I’m having to skim through all the previous responses to try to keep from repeating myself.
I’m teatering on the edge of my seat, waiting to see what the next pun will be.
Ice cream every time another pun is added.
DW, I’m mooved to agree with you.
You can’t just sit back and watch you have to add to the conversation other wise you are just a leche.
Yo! Grrr.. *tsk*
How much more is there to harvest?
I’m having soy much fun!
What a bunch of homos..
MILK POWERS!!! LACTIVATE!!!
*snorkshake*
I like the whacking spoon part.
Do Trolls know the difference?
@ Mamasalama: They never see it coming.
@ jaydubbya: I’ll put my comma wherever I want to. *phhhhhlbbbbitttt*
Why not? Let it ALL hang out!
People tend to scream and run when I do that.
This is my motto for the beach:
If you’ve got it, flaunt it. If not, FOR GOD’S SAKE COVER IT UP!!!!
*runs for beach towel*
Sorry!
Awwwww! I mean, er, ah, um…
*sidles off to do some homework*
*squeeze*
(in answer to your comment @ my blog)
You gotta watch out for those foot snags!
And the ropes, trees, gravity…
Are you pulling my leg?
I thought that was your tail.
Well, if you wanted to swing, all you had to do was ASK…
*schedules Jules an eye exam since he mistook Suzie’s leg for her tail*
If I asked, where would the surprise be?
Pulling my tail, you don’t want the surprise…
And definitely not while holding a sparkler, or match, or cigarette, or… well, you get the idea.
Arm pit hair?
If you enjoy smoking your own armpit hair, that’s up to you.
A good looking woman walks into a bar wearing a tube top. She raises her hand to signal the bartender for a beer, revealing that she does not shave her armpits.
Meanwhile, a sloppy drunk on the other side of the bar signals the bartender, “Buy that ballerina over there a drink on me.”
The bartender replies, “What makes you think she’s a ballerina?”
“Because,” answers the drunken man, “any chick that can lift her leg that high has GOT to be a ballerina.”
Oh, Jules!
*shakes head pityingly*
*secretly giggles inside*
*snorkroffle*
el oh el!
*got a mental !mage*
*snerkles*
*trying hard to keep giggles down*
*getting strange looks from coworkers*
You’ve got to toe the line.
Instead, the dude got his toe lined.
Perhaps he only maligned his toe.
Or misaligned his toe … it’s hard to tell since we don’t get much of the aftershock.
There are some things you just don’t tie off for safety.
He was just following step 3.
Took it a step too far.
8|…..Oh you mean the leg.
It’s a tree snare for catching fools.
Look at this! We bagged us a live one!
What a drip…
Might want to double check that MsB.
*hooks up brain scanner to wanna-be Tarzan*
*waits for test to run*
*looks at results*
Thought so, he’s a flat-liner.
*cannot pity this one*
He’s just hangin’ out, chez.
*squeeze*
For some time if his friends are the same lot from barrier jump fail a while back.
*squeeze*
George, George, George of the Jungle, watch out for your stupidity!
*squeezetackleticklesBFF*
Stop monkeying around!
*crashbangwallopsqueezesLGB*
I’m ape over this!
There’s something different about you BFF. What is it? Dyed your hair? Been hitting the gym?
He looks…
*ponders*
…shorter…
Oh, nothing, I thought I’d try and slim down for a while. How’d I look?
*poses and flexes*
Very nice, it makes you look younger.
*cat-calls*
*whistles*
*flexes some more*
*hears something snap*
Why, I do declare! You make a girl feel flush on a cool fall day!
*speeds back from hospital*
Dear me, that hospital was stuffy! I think I need to cool off!
*heads into changing shed*
*exits with trunks on*
*dives into pool that has suddenly appeared*
*swims a few laps*
A pool!!!!
*takes a running start*
Cannonball!!!!!
*screams as cannonbal comes hurtling towards self*
*jumps out of pool as ball makes impact, splashing everyone*
HAHAHA, true story. Anybody ever play the card game “spoons”? (if not, I’ll have to explain this further).
We played “ultimate spoons” at a pool party, and the “spoons” were little kickboards out in the middle of the pool, so when you got your four-of-a-kind you hit the pool. I think there’s a video of the event on the other FB somewhere…
You spoon in a pool? Well now, ain’t you the swinger!
*hangs head*
*shoves sauerkraut into the pool*
*blows whistle*
Hey! No shoving Failpeeps!!!
*gives stern look*
Yes ma’am.
*hands head in shame*
*helps Sauerkraut out of the pool*
*grabs Sauer’s ankles*
Suzie, wanna help me throw him in?
*rushes forward and blows whistle*
Oi! I thought Suzie told you not to sho-
*slips*
*falls into pool*
*looks at hooves*
Uh……not sure if I can help you out with that, having no fingers and being butter…but I’m sure one of our fine Failpeep friends could assist you…
*moves to edge of pool*
Are you ok? Here…let me help you. Pull my tail…
*clings onto Suzie’s tail*
*is hoisted onto poolside*
*spends several moments spurting water out*
*infuriated, swings Sauer into pool*
Umm… I thought we already talked about the hazards of pulling Suzie’s tail….
Wait…someone blew me and I wasn’t even here to enjoy it?
*faints dramatically*
*tries to do an elegant dive, but has no idea what those are called, but does one anyway*
*belly flops into pool*
*Climbs the diving platform, raises arms, does a back 2 1/2 somersaults in the tuck position dive, rips the entry.*
Not sure I want to know what entry you ripped, GS.
*gets out first aid kit*
That’s going to leave a scar.
I’ve got oodles of gauze pads, paper tape, and polysporin for those that need it!
And ShamWows! Never forget the ShamWows!
We’re going to need an inflatable donut. He won’t be sitting right for some time.
How’d it go? Good to see you’re alive and well!
Well… He’ll live… He won’t be able to walk through a metal detector for a while without setting off all kinds of alarms (I suggest just crawling through the baggage x-ray machine).
Has anybody seen my wristwatch?
It went fine. The icky part was when he showed me the removed bit right before putting it into the little jar. It twinges a bit right now, but that’s it. I still don’t know any of the bad members names from Backstreet Boys though.
Nick Carter, Howie Dorough, Brian Littrell and A. J. McLean. (I Googled them.)
Glad it went well!
I think I’ll call it “Nick” then. The removal process was just a little nick of a cut anyway.
Dope on a rope.
While, at least he is hung.
That may be true, but what way does he swing?
He swings towards the rocks (but the vid cut out before we get to see his head get asmashered).
Are you sure you want to know? It may only depress you.
Rope-a-dope.
He’s at the end of his rope.
I bet the poor guy was roped into it.
He couldn’t get his loose ends tied up.
He should have cut all ties when he had the chance.
So that’s what happens when someone reaches the end of their tether.
I’m a frayed knot. It can get much worse.
My thoughts are in accord with yours Ryannon.
When it comes to his pick-up lines, he’s all wet.
soap on a rope!
For every action there is an equal and opposite fail action.
Into each day a little fail shall fall.
F = m∙a
We are F/m= a, lee?
Well, Judy is my long lost sister.
Fail = male x acceleration?
You said it, not me!
*laughs heartily*
It’s a good equation that works for most video fails. The acceleration is normally negative and over a short time frame.
Oh, gawd! That rickroll song is on the radio now….
Rick’n'Rolled!
♫ ♪ Never gonna give you up,
never gonna let you down,
never gonna go around and desert you. ♫ ♪
Gee…thanks for sharing, Judy…
*goes off to Earworm BeGone*
*quickly inserts ‘find’ ^ before anyone notices*
HA!!! Radio station just went to all static!!! I love it!!!
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Hey, somebody finally got their text art to show up properly! Nicely done!
But he missed it by that much.
Somebody’s aiming for another Powered By I see.
She has very good aim.
So I’ve noticed.
There, there…. *pat pat pat*
Your turn will come!
*suddenly feels like he’s part of an after school special*
No drugs. No liquor. No same sex parents. No cutting. Hmm. I think you’re ok GS.
*wonders through halls*
*silently but causes other people paranoia*
I wonder if I am ok.
Why does this site always publish old videos you can find on every other site years ago? FAIL indeed!
*thwacks Blade into the trees with golf club*
FORE!
You got a wicked slice there BFF.
Wow! Don’t turn sideways. I wouldn’t be able to see you. You’ve trimmed down a bit. Looks good on you.
It’s part of the charm. Enjoy it or leave, thankyouverymuch.
You can help decide what makes it to the main page!
Go to VOTE and let The Powers That Be know if something is WIN or FAIL.
If you haven’t done that, consider yourself a troll.
Thank you, have a nice day!
If you don’t vote but you don’t complain, are you still considered a troll?
Do your civic duty!
VOTE!!!
I would but I’m not registered. I have a phobia of people with clipboards.
No registration needed!
*wipes forehead*
Whew!!
Deep, I hope you’re still here and that you read this. The comment I made the other day when everybody was talking about insurance was not directed at you. I don’t think you have a holier-than-thou attitude. I’m very sorry if you took it that way.
My comment wasn’t worded as well as I thought. It was a general rant, mainly about people I’ve had conversations with IRL, and I should have stated that sooner. I need to preview my comments before I post.
Hi Gracie Could you guys go to LOLCATS find the star wars guys climbing toilet paper, find me and look at the fail from the carnival it’s not photoshopped and I’m not sure if i posted it correctly to failblog please? If this is inappropriate please tell me.
Is that on the vote page? I’m not finding it. Sorry.
Thanks for looking I don’t know where it went
Your friendship and your pink sparkly bat mean a lot to me.
*squeezies*
*SQUEEZE*
Why do people always post comments about the blog without first seeing how the blog works? FAIL indeed!
*facepalm*
Reply fail…
It’s okay, Suzie… I think the blog has been having issues today… earlier every time I clicked “reply” it jumped me down to the bottom of the page and wanted me to comment that way. Had to close and refresh my browser.
Yeah, I’ve noticed the blog being weird today, too. It put a bucket of water over top of the door, so when I opened it to come in….SPLASH!
Sorry, that was me.
Ooh, YOU! Just wait til I get to your cafe later…
Don’t do anything to my poor cafe! It’s not my fault Dragon and Admiral ate all the pizza!
*snork!*
Okay, I’ll take the olives out of your triple berry cheesecake, and I’ll get all the super glue off of your chairs.
Phew! That was a close call!
Olives on cheesecake? Blech!!!!!!! That was close…
Maybe I should think about letting Judy have a break as one of my servers. Anyone need a job?
:blush:
*thwacks self*
No, it’s okay. You can trust me.
BTW, can I borrow the key to the liquor cabinet?
Don’t trust her. Her font looks shifty.
me too!!
If I could comment that way I wouldn’t need the after-shave.
*Suziesqueeze*
That one bothers me too. So many people don’t get how the site works.
Holy ButtaCow!! You’re following in the steps of the Virgin Dairy!! You Moother must be so proud! I can feel the power.
Take it, Kronk. Feel the power!
Oh, I can feel it.
*snorkitty*
*sneaks in and puts breath-rite strip on kitty*
Why do I even HAVE that lever?!!
A llama?! He’s supposed to be dead!
I know. Weird.
Hey Isma, put your hands in the air!!
Yay, I’m a llama again!
Wait…
Squeekity squeek squeekin.
Didja see that sky today? Talk about blue!
You and Gracie. Ya’ll ROCK!!
BOOM BABY!!
Awwww….
Give someone enough rope and he’ll hang himself.
Usually upside down and in a moderately comedic way.
So strange seeing your screen-name… All this past weekend I have been saying “very Marius” as I was shopping with daughter I bought a red brocade purse that goes perfectly with red velvet.
♪ She wore reee-eeed vel-vet ♫
Rope swings seem prone to Failblog fame
I’ve never been able to figure out who “powers” the fail????
btw YOO HOOOOT buttacow
Thanky, zooomz!!
*squeeze*
@ zooomy: Except on Fridays, the PTB choose a comment from past blogs and add it to the end of the video. When a comment is “powered by” one of the regulars, we make a big deal out of it, pour champagne, and generally whoop it up like it’s 1999.
It also goes by very fast, so you have to be quick with the pause button to read it.
ah, got it. Thanks!! I wanted to celebrate too, wasn’t sure how you knew…didn’t mean to rhyme, just happened that time,
oh my gosh…….
i love it when the lady said don’t die
I like your special sauce.
*looks over shoulder*
*looks behind back*
*looks under bed*
Has anyone seen the “G” rating?
Nope, not for fourteen months now. Ah sometimes wonder where the ol’ rating went to…
*creaks back in forth in rocking chair*
*strums banjo*
First off, you sure have a purty mouth. Secondly, Big Mac’s are known for their special sauce. Nothing non-G rated there. I think BBB’s mind has set up camp in the gutter *innocent look*
If it’s the gutter, it’s one that resides outside a house of ill repute. (love those historic romance terms)
And I’m sure you didn’t mean anything by it Ry.
*rolls eyes*
Why if you are found outside of a house of ill repute, your reputation will be sullied. (nothing like hearing a deep southern drawl say those words)
*rolls BBB’s eyes back*
Careful Ry. I’m feeling a squeezy kind of love for you right now.
*pops sullied eyes back in head*
Eeeew. Okay, no more standing outside THIS house.
Why, I declare!
I decline.
(Loved that line in To Wong Foo)
I decide! :cD
I divide!
Was expecting a FAIL much sooner than that. Sigh.
Blah, blah, blah.
Yackity-yack!
*talks back*
Clutch the pearls!!
*clutches non-existant pearls*
*reminds self to buy pearls*
*changes mind*
I really don’t like pearls.
*sad at lack of prop*
*single tear rolls down left side of face*
*gives BoppitybopBopper a ShamWow*
Oh, Avis! I’m only 100 pages away! I almost stayed up last night, but was so tired and realized that if I did I would really suffer at work today. I shall finish this baby tonight!
Then we can discuss!!! I don’t know where we can discuss without leaving spoilers for everyone else who might care to read the book though.
*cough* Facebook *cough*
I’m not on facebook. I AM on myspace though.
Hmmm, it seems we are at an impasse.
Ah, the eternal struggle between evil and evil.
*puts on Mozart’s “Dies Irae” in the background*
Why can’t that song play without a pretty young man in skin tight pants doing Grand Jete’s all over the stage in my mind? It seems so trite.
*is impressed with BFF’s music knowledge*
Heh, cheers. My mother always puts on Mozart, and now I’ve memorised all the music! Though, I have to say, I prefer Mendelssohn’s Hebrides Overture to any Mozart piece! Or, The 1812 Overture. Or something by Elgar or Holst. Either one is fine.
I’m really more a “Four Season’s” girl, but I’m not going to try to spell his name. It starts with a T and ends with a ski.
Brought up on classical music.
(love the Fantasia movies)
Vivaldi did the four seasons, I think. Tchiacovski or however you spell it did one too?
*palms forehead*
You are correct. Drat these Mondays!!
I cut my teeth on Beethoven and Chopin! My mother was/is a classical concert pianist, and she taught me to play at age four. I love riding in a random elevator and being able to name the artist and piece that is playing…
I really enjoy Beethoven, but I’m not so much into his symphony’s.
I studied classical piano through high school, but never took it seriously. So I now can play nothing except the odd party act.
Who composed The Odd Party Act? Shostakovich?
Nothing that grand.
Pffft! I’ve heard differently.
Have you been to ht tp://pianosociety.com? Tons of free piano music. Also some harpsichord and organ. Quality stuff.
I’ve been downloading a lot from there during the weekends.
Not just classical, rags and such as well.
My mother is on facebook, as are half a million folks I don’t want to be able to find me all that easily.
I may have Rooster help me set up an account, if I can use the name Avis somehow. I don’t want to use my real name, for fear of old classmates finding me.
It was a struggle to get me on facebook. I don’t know if I can make myself get on myspace.
You can use fake names at myspace!!!
You can on facebook too, you just need a first and last fake name.
I must be an attention whore. I’m on both. I don’t go to my myspace page very much, though.
BTW I think I’ve offended a few high school aquaintances who I’ve denied being my friend on facebook. Look just because we went to the same school, and never spoke a single syllable to eachother that whole time, doesn’t mean we need to be friends on the internet. I had to decline one girl 3 times before she got it and gave up. I felt like a bit of a b!$@&, but oh well. *sigh*
If so than I’m a b!$@& too. I don’t get why those people want to friend me in the first place. *shrug*
At least they have some distance. I still live close to my old neighborhood and run into those people sometimes. I have no problem giving them the cut direct. I see no reason to waste time with people I don’t like. I think that’s healthy.
(might also be a reason I’m in here so much. I really like you Fail People)
*bighealthysqueeziefor3Bs*
*blush*
*mumbles into chest*
I adore you LGB!!
*Squeeze*
*click!*
Whatcha takin’ a picture of….oh, a little B ‘n’ B action!
*sips some B&B*
I know…let’s make a reservation at a B&B for them!
I know a place that serves breakfast in bed and plays BB King.
With beans and bacon for lunch?
I attempted to make a FaceBook page and all sorts of people I know started attempting to friend me that I really didn’t want to have access to the type of information I was going to post. I just gave up on that.
As long as you don’t friend people you don’t want to see the info and set your privacy settings so that only friends can see your info, you don’t have to worry about that. It’s actually easier than people think to control what people see of your info. For example, the only thing people can see if they’re not my friend is my name and profile pic. Not my status, not my photo album etc.
I didn’t want my family or friends or other contacts even knowing I have an account.
So nobody’s going to ask the obvious question today?
NO!!!
Did he die?
*flees*
*faints dramatically*
*fans Ms B with pretty Chinese fan*
You okay, sweetie?
*the choir sings Verdi’s “Dies Irae” (clickie, note – would turn volume down)*
FAIL Blog – Now with soundtrack!
Yes! The all new music-filled FailBlog includes Dvorak’s “New World Symphony” for those dramatic moments , Beethoven’s “Ode to Joy” for happy times, and the very popular “Bow-chicka-wow-wow” for those “intimate” moments.
Awww……………..I still have the old “Chicka-chicka-boom” music.
No wonder I don’t do “intimate” lately.
*sigh*
Don’t ya just love it.
Ode to Joy? I was hoping for Holst’s Jupiter.
I sang classical music during college and in an opera chorus for a few years.
I think it’s hard to pick a favorite but Dies Irae reminded me of the drama of “O Fortuna” from Carmina Burana. Beethoven’s “Missa Solemnis” was fairly enjoyable, too.
YOU DIDN”T
Did he d-
I CAN’T DO IT! NOT ME! NOT NOW! I’M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!
*pauses in shock*
*realises he said the d-word*
*screams and runs out of room, shouting “you’ll never take me alive!”, while laughing maniacally*
Never say die-t.
Hey, that applies too. Maybe not in context, but it still applies as something not to say.
I’m outta here for the day. Looking forward to giving out affection tomorrow.
*BIGfatallconsumingfailpeepsqueeze*
*tree with swing*
Oh no you don’t!
I lol’d when she said “Don’t die”.
I LUV UR AVATAR!!! :cD :cD :cD
*pats down hair*
whoops, sorry, caps lock AND lolspeak snuck in there. hehe…
Right now?
umm. wasn’t this posted about a week ago?
umm. wasn’t this posted about 7 days ago?
umm, wasn’t this posted earlier today?
Can’t we get something different to comment on? Although I do enjoy reading/following the different tangents you all go on. I am tired of this fail.
Then you FAIL!
Opinions are like…
” don’t die!” LOL!! :cP
and what did he do, went and died!
well looky there… I know that kid
haha
Hehe, just like George of the Jungle.
Damn, this could have been a possible dislocation. Yet another example of how “hey guys, watch this!’ ends.
very lame fail
opbviously, he hadn’t seen this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5eyHSgyDLB0
“Don’t die.” Good advice.
I heard something crack!
There’s a guy standing knee deep in the water not 10 feet from where he would have landed. The rope around his foot may actually have prevented him from a spinal injury.
My brother ripped off his thumb like this!
Did he die?????
Hi, thanks for this comment