MIKolbe Posted February 10, 2009 Share Posted February 10, 2009 i was talking about those 'hannitized' zombies... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Saint Therese Posted February 10, 2009 Author Share Posted February 10, 2009 I really don't like Sean Hannity. He's a heretic btw. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MIKolbe Posted February 10, 2009 Share Posted February 10, 2009 you let him slide... come on.. admit it... whats some torturing amoung friends!!!?!?!?!?!?? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Saint Therese Posted February 10, 2009 Author Share Posted February 10, 2009 I do think Glen Beck is entertaining. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MIKolbe Posted February 10, 2009 Share Posted February 10, 2009 way to change the subject..... HANNITIZED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Saint Therese Posted February 10, 2009 Author Share Posted February 10, 2009 And Bill O'REily. I don't get how people say he's ultra conservatie, when he's not. He's not republican, he's independent. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MIKolbe Posted February 10, 2009 Share Posted February 10, 2009 wow... 2 subject changes. are you practicing for the white house? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Saint Therese Posted February 10, 2009 Author Share Posted February 10, 2009 I could do this all day. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MIKolbe Posted February 10, 2009 Share Posted February 10, 2009 most right wingers can.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Saint Therese Posted February 10, 2009 Author Share Posted February 10, 2009 Spoken like the king of chumps that you are. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MIKolbe Posted February 10, 2009 Share Posted February 10, 2009 freud would be proud of your projection. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arpy Posted February 10, 2009 Share Posted February 10, 2009 T’was the night before Christmas, when all through each kid Not an Ego was stirring, not even an Id. The hangups were hung by the chimney with care In hopes that St. Sigmund Freud soon would be there. The children in scream class had knocked off their screams, Letting Jungian archetypes dance through their dreams, And Mamma with her bra off and I on her lap Had just snuggled down when a vast thunderclap Boomed up from my unconcious arose such a clatter As Baptist John’s teeth made on Salome’s platter. Away from my darling I flew like a flash, Tore straight to the bathroom and threw up, and — smash! Through the windowpane hurtled and bounced on the floor A big brick — holy smoke, it was hard to ignore. As I heard further thunderclaps –lo and behold– Came a little psychiatrist eighty years old. He drove a wheeled couch pulled by five fat psychoses And the gleam in his eye might induce a hypnosis. Like subliminal meanings his coursers they came And, consulting his notebook, he called them by name: “Now Schizo, now Fetish, now Fear of Castration! On Paranoia! on Penis-fixation! Ach, yes, that big brick through your glass I should mention: Just a simple device to compel your attention. You need, boy, to be in an analyst’s power: You talk, I take notes — fifty schillings an hour.” A bag full of symbols he’d slung on his back; He looked smug as a junk-peddler laden with smack Or a shrewd politician soliciting votes And his chinbeard was stiff as a starched billygoat’s. Then laying one finger aside of his nose, He chortled, “What means this? Mein Gott, I suppose There’s a meaning in fingers, in candles, und wicks, In mouseholes und doughnut holes, steeples und sticks. You see, it’s the imminent prospect of sex That makes all us humans run ’round till we’re wrecks, Und each innocent infant since people began Wants to bed with his momma und kill his old man; So never you fear that you’re sick as a swine – Your hangups are every sane person’s und mine. Even Hamlet was hot for his mom — there’s the rub; Even Oedipus Clubfoot was one of the club. Hmmm, that’s humor unconcious.” He gave me rib pokes And for almost two hours explained phallic jokes. Then he sprang to his couch, to his crew gave a nod, And away they all flew like the concept of God. In the worst of my dreams I can hear him shout still, “Merry Christmas to all! In the mail comes my bill.” Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Saint Therese Posted February 10, 2009 Author Share Posted February 10, 2009 Did you know that Hitler had Parkinson's disease? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Arpy Posted February 10, 2009 Share Posted February 10, 2009 [img]http://www.majhost.com/gallery/Patuara/startrekstuff/lolhanna.jpg[/img] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Saint Therese Posted February 10, 2009 Author Share Posted February 10, 2009 You have a mind? Cool! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Recommended Posts
Create an account or sign in to comment
You need to be a member in order to leave a comment
Create an account
Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!
Register a new accountSign in
Already have an account? Sign in here.
Sign In Now