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18 December 2009 @ 04:08 pm
Title: Walking in a Wiener Wonderland
Author:[info]dead_sexydexy
Rating: R, I think though it's up for debate.
Notes: I've been frequenting a specific adult site recently. Wrote this for the fantastic people I've met there. Not fandom. No disclaiming.


Extremely silly (and rather naughty) song parody to the tune of Walking in a Winter Wonderland.

Wieners are Wonderful! )
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18 December 2009 @ 06:57 pm

"I can believe things that are true and things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not.


I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and the Beatles and Marilyn Monroe and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen - I believe that people are perfectable, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones that look like wrinkled lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women.


I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks and I believe that one day White Buffalo Woman is going to come back and kick everyone's ass. I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating and that the decline in good sex in America is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state.


I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks and I still believe that they are better than the alternative. I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste.


I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we'll all be wiped out by the common cold like martians in War of the Worlds.


I believe that the greatest poets of the last century were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis, that jade is dried dragon sperm, and that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman.


I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumble bee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself.


I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck.


I believe that anyone who says sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too.


I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system.


I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it."


American Gods
, Neil Gaiman
 
 
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17 December 2009 @ 04:49 pm
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16 December 2009 @ 07:17 pm
A porta da verdade estava aberta
mas só deixava passar
meia pessoa de cada vez.

Assim não era possível atingir toda a verdade,
porque a meia pessoa que entrava
só conseguia o perfil de meia verdade.
E sua segunda metade
voltava igualmente com meio perfil.
E os meios perfis não coincidiam.

Arrebentaram a porta. Derrubaram a porta.
Chegaram ao lugar luminoso
onde a verdade esplendia os seus fogos.
Era dividida em duas metades
diferentes uma da outra.

Chegou-se a discutir qual a metade mais bela.
Nenhuma das duas era perfeitamente bela.
E era preciso optar. Cada um optou
conforme seu capricho, sua ilusão, sua miopia.


                                            Carlos Drummond de Andrade
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08 December 2009 @ 06:07 pm
I went with Shaun to the hospital at Redcliffe today, and, on the way home, when we came to the roundabout where you turn to go on to the highway, a koala ran out in front of us. In the middle of the day! He was only little, so he must have been young. He just bounded across the road to the roundabout where there are a few trees, looking terrified. We stopped and made other cars stop so no one would hit him, but still. If he tries to cross the road on the other side he'd probably get hit. I was just so surprised to see a koala running out into the road in the middle of the day. Whenever I've seen them in the wild, they've been high up in trees, sleeping. I hope he didn't get hit by a car trying to make it to bushland :(
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