Rapture September 2015

[ignoramus]

Yes, but... tell us how you really feel.

I think I should spare you that. You don't want to know how I really feel about the ignoramuses who think their sectarian division, one out of over 4,000 is the only good one, or necessarily any good at all.

I resemble that remark!

[Randy Carson]

I'm sorry you feel that way.

*Snort*

[T.J.]

Randy in real life:

[Angrboda]

Somebody wake up Hicks.

[The Valkyrie]

Somebody wake up Hicks.

Nah, let him sleep.

[Cyberman]

Game over, man - game over!

[T.J.]

They mostly come out at night. Mostly.

[Cyberman]

I say we take off and nuke the entire site from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.

[Regina]

Another rapture?



Haven't these people learned by now it's not fucking happening?

... well actually it is vis-a-vis Global Warming, but we'd rather be making up fictitious raptures to scare people with instead of dealing with the real one.

[abaris]

The lunatic is on the grass
The lunatic is on the grass
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs
Got to keep the loonies on the path
The lunatic is in the hall
The lunatics are in my hall
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forbodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'till I'm sane
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon