I haven't bothered reading the threads I started, and I sure as hell don't read anyone else's, because that's the kind of arrogant bastard I am.
Still, looking about at these threads, it just looks like a normal summer day in here. A few clouds but nothing interfering with the sunshine of Rob's beaming benevolence.
I'm guessing it means the hard men of the insurgency have taken their voodoo dolls and gone home to halo the night away.
Which means its time to pick on Rex again, I suppose.
I'd like to dedicate a song to the insurgency members, to listen to as they slowly close the door behind them, which seems most appropiate:
Oh oh
Wee-ell-Now!
Relax don't do it
When you want to go to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come
Relax don't do it
When you want to come
When you want to come
Relax don't do it
When you want to to go to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come
Relax don't do it
When you want to suck to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come
Come-oh oh oh
But shoot it in the right direction
Make making it your intention-ooh yeah
Live those dreams
Scheme those schemes
Got to hit me
Hit me
Hit me with those laser beams
I'm coming
I'm coming-yeah
Relax don't do it
When you want to go to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come
Relax don't do it
When you want to suck to it
Relax don't do it (love)
When you want to come
When you want to come
When you want to come
Come-huh
Get it up
The scene of love
Oh feel it
Relax
Higher higher
Hey-
Pray
