4 April 2010
8 April 2010
9 June 2010
8 April 2010
I didn't notice the Beatles For Sale joke, that he thought they were for sale because of the album. I just thought it was a random part of the story…
I'm a little slow sometimes, ahaha
9 June 2010
OK, earlier today I read that when we dream, we take random bits of information from throughout the day and “replay” it while asleep. If we still remember it when we wake up, we tend to impose more of a “plotline” than there actually was on our recollection. That reminded me of this thread. 🙂
If I seem to act unkind, it's only me, it's not my mind that is confusing things.
6 December 2012
Once again, a not-so-recent thread that I’d like to revive.
There’s a place that hosts really good parties. I only know about it because my friend, Anna, told me about it. I went to a party and I Saw Her Standing There , looking sad. I went up to her and she said, “I’m sad. Ask me why.” So I said, “Why do you look like misery has gotten the best of you?” Anna replied, “I feel like I’m locked up in chains. I want to talk to one of those boys, but something’s holding me back.” I told her, “Well, why don’t you go have A Taste Of Honey at the snack bar? That might make you feel better. Then, you can go home, and instead of talking face-to-face with a boy, you could write him a letter.”
So we left the party and went to my house, and Anna wrote a letter and had me proofread it. This is what it said:
Do You Want To Know A Secret ? There’s someone I really like, and baby, it’s you. I noticed you at the party. I loved it when you would Twist And Shout . I think you’re really cool, and I was hoping that you would Love Me Do . Please Please Me by saying yes.
P.S. I love you.
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2 January 2017
Ringo: Phew! It’s been A Hard Day’s Night ! We should be sleeping like logs!
John: But Rings, we’ve gotta finish this paint job so we can get paid and get home. We’re nearly finished, anyways.
John: I should have known better you’d get tired this early.
Paul: That’s it! I’ve finished painting the last wall! Now all that’s left is the ceiling. George, would you mind getting me the step ladder?
George: Sure. *carefully hands Paul the step ladder*
Paul: Ta, George.
George: Any Time At All .
Paul: Now, If I Fell off the ladder, would yous lot be ready to catch me?
John: Pfft! You can’t do that! At least if you watch your step. Otherwise you’ll forget the Things We Said Today and be knocked out straight into next week!
Ringo: *dozing off* I can’t hold on much longer! Uh, lads… I’ll be back! *runs off into the next room so he can finally go and have a kip*
John: He’s only gone and went to sleep! Quick, George! Wake him up! The client said she didn’t want any of us sleeping on the job, otherwise she’d take away our individual pay at the end!
George: The client, eh? She’s gear. I’d be happy just to dance with her because I love her… *goes into a romantic daze about the client and swoons*
John: Watch where you’re going!!
*George falls and knocks over the stepladder*
Paul: Watch it, Geo– AAAH!
*both George and Paul are knocked out on the floor asleep, Ringo undisturbed in the other room, and John stands with a bucket of the ceiling paint on his head!*
John: Well, at least I’ll still be getting paid at the end of this.
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15 February 2015
*slow round of applause*
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