Super Ninjas

L-Dub
• Adam is going to kidnap you and FORCE you to get your driver's license

Ben
• tell him good luck with that. first he'll have to find a time I'm not working when the dmv is open.

L-Dub
• Adam is like a ninja. He can do it.

Ben
• lol
• uh, off all the qualities Adam has, I'm not sure being a ninja can be counted as one of them
• I mean

L-Dub
• you don't know that
• I am telling adam!!!

Ben
• Ive never seem him with a black mask
• you can't be a ninja unless you wear one all the time

L-Dub
• psh!
• ridiculous!!!

Ben
• unless his mask is invisible
• which would make him a super ninja
• because only super ninjas have invisible masks

L-Dub
• omg...SUPER NINJAS EXIST?!!

Ben
• yes
• I am one
• which is why Adam will fail
• super ninjas by the laws of physics cannot kidnap another super ninja
• the world would implode

L-Dub
• lol
• you should just put this conversation in your "about me" section

Ben
• but then everyone will know I'm a super ninja
• and I can't have that

L-Dub
• lol
• no that would be bad

Ben
• unless it sparred on an epic super ninja war
• then it would be awesome
• why posting that info on my facebook would do that, I cannot say
• I'm just saying it'd be awesome

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TACT

Pronunciation:

\ˈtakt\

Function:

noun

1 : sensitive mental or aesthetic perception
2 : a keen sense of what to do or say in order to maintain good relations with others or avoid offense

I just wanted to make sure you knew what it meant.

I HEART McSweeney's

Someone should buy me this. Why? Because....

I could really use a break, every one in a while. Gee wiz...

Quote of the day

Sam: "Would you rather I be like 'zOMG she's so hawt lolz u dont u look liek her?!?!?'"

I am the bile that burns your throat

There is nothing more that I enjoy more than everyone I know making me feel so insignificant, so pathetic, so disgusting, that I want to waste away into nothing. I want to thank all of you for helping me to realize how tiny and pitiful I am. I'm glad that I can be your villian; I rejoice in the thought that I am the Richard III to your Clarence. Please feel free to continue your high school antics of talking behind my back, joking at my expense. Let me being the focus of your rage; the reason why your life is hard or difficult. Please project your anger towards me because I am the rationale of why annoying things happen.

If life were like a movie

"With a prompter in every cellar window whispering comebacks, shy people would
have the last laugh."
-Amelie

Can you smile?

Quick: name three things that make you smile. Don't think. Just do it. Can you name three things?

Tomorrow

Macbeth:
To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.

Macbeth Act 5, scene 5, 19–28

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly, because you tread on my dreams.

 -- William Butler Yeats

Plea

"I pray you, in your letters,
When you shall these unlucky deeds relate,
Speak of me as I am; nothing extenuate,
Nor set down aught in malice. Then must you speak
Of one that lov'd not wisely but too well;
Of one not easily jealous, but being wrought,
Perplex'd in the extreme. . . ."
Othello Act V, Scene ii

At your gate

"Make me a willow cabin at your gate
And call upon my soul within the house,
Write loyal cantons of contemnèd love,
And sing them loud even in the dead of night;
Hallow your name to the reverberate hills,
And make the babbling gossip of the air
Cry out ’Olivia!’ O, you should not rest
Between the elements of air and earth
But you should pity me."

--Twelfth Night (Act 1, Scene 5)