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Matthew 3:7-10

But when he saw many of the Pharisees and Sadducees coming to where he was baptizing, he said to them: "You brood of vipers! Who warned you to flee from the coming wrath?

Produce fruit in keeping with repentance.

And do not think you can say to yourselves, 'We have Abraham as our father.' I tell you that out of these stones God can raise up children for Abraham.

The ax is already at the root of the trees, and every tree that does not produce good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire.


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There was only one civilian casualty during the three-day Battle of Gettysburg

24 January, 2007
Some People Have Conversations With God (Explicit)
I have conversations with Ryan.

I'm not drawing a parallel between the two, I'm just saying...

(Referencing: This Wiki Article)
RYAN: dude...angler fish males are born with no digestive system so they have a very short period of time after birth to bite a female at which point enzymes in its mouth will cause his mouth to assimilate with her skin all the way down to the blood cell level. At this piont, the male lives as a parasite with the female for the rest of its life, atrophieing to the point where it is only useful as gonads and sperm
RYAN: that is the coolest species ever
MATT: you're wierd
RYAN: would you not want to die and come back as an male, parisitic angler fish
MATT: um, no
RYAN: why?
MATT: you might die before you find a female to bite
RYAN: my point is that it would totally kick ass to be a parisitic set of balls attached to some chick
RYAN: waiting to jizz all over the place
MATT: you realize you would be a chick.... with balls
RYAN: no
RYAN: i would be balls
RYAN: on a chick
RYAN: eating her food
MATT: but this chick fish would have balls
RYAN: no, she would have me
RYAN: i would be balls
MATT: and she would have you
MATT: aka balls
RYAN: yes
MATT: so you just impregnate her
RYAN: she's afish...no impregnation
RYAN: she lays eggs, i sperm on 'em
MATT: ok... thru what kind of oraface?
RYAN: my balls
MATT: are you like a whiffle ball?
RYAN: yes
RYAN: whiffle balls
MATT: so you would like to come back as the hole-y balls of a female fish
RYAN: that exists at 1400M
RYAN: below sea level
RYAN: www.reddit.com/user/Th3_C0bra
RYAN: read that wiki
MATT: "some" anglerfish have a unique mating method
RYAN: yea, that's the one i wanna be
RYAN: duh
MATT: haha
MATT: "he bites into her flank"
RYAN: and sucks
RYAN: after he assimilates
MATT: so, he's got no digestive "system" but he releases an enzyme which digests the skin of his mouth and her body, fusing them together?
RYAN: he has one enzyme
RYAN: one's all you need
MATT: that's a good one to have then
MATT: holy shit, ppl eat this fish?
RYAN: the shallow ones that don't assimilate
MATT: survival of the hermaphroditic
RYAN: no, they're are not hermaphroditic, which is why they rule
RYAN: the man in the species is a parasite
RYAN: which is hope for some men of my species
MATT: whatever... its a chick with balls... its a he/she... its hermaphroditic
RYAN: no, it's a chick with a parasitic male who is so lazy that all his muscles have atrophied to the point where the only thing on him that works anymore is his BALLS
RYAN: WHOO!
MATT: haha
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ON THE NICKEL
by Tom Waits

("I'd like to do a new song here. This is eh, it's about downtown Los Angeles on 5th Street. And eh all the winos affectionately refer to it as The Nickel. So this is kind of a hobo's lullaby.")

sticks and stones will break my bones,
but i always will be true, and when
your mama is dead and gone,
i'll sing this lullabye just for you,
and what becomes of all the little boys,
who never comb their hair,
well they're lined up all around the block,
on the nickel over there.

so you better bring a bucket,
there is a hole in the pail,
and if you don't get my letter,
then you'll know that i'm in jail,
and what becomes of all the little boys,
who never say their prayers,
well they're sleepin' like a baby,
on the nickel over there.

and if you chew tobacco, and wish upon a star,
well you'll find out where the scarecrows sit,
just like punchlines between the cars,
and i know a place where a royal flush,
can never beat a pair, and even thomas jefferson,
is on the nickel over there.

so ring around the rosie, you're sleepin' in the rain,
and you're always late for supper,
and man you let me down again,
i thought i heard a mockingbird, roosevelt knows where,
you can skip the light, with grady tuck,
on the nickel over there.

so what becomes of all the little boys,
who run away from home,
well the world just keeps gettin' bigger,
once you get out on your own,
so here's to all the little boys,
the sandman takes you where,
you'll be sleepin' with a pillowman,
on the nickel over there.

so let's climb up through that button hole,
and we'll fall right up the stairs,
and i'll show you where the short dogs grow,
on the nickel over there.

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