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Nov 04, 2005 00:21

YOU CAN ASK ME FIVE QUESTIONS::

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-No matter how random, revealing, rude, or pointless

-I promise to answer them 100% truthfully.

*Repost this to see what others ask you...*

Let the fun begin! Or torture...all up to you guys.

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eclecticstar November 7 2005, 00:57:54 UTC
1. What is your definition of "love"...no movie quotes or song lyrics allowed, what is your defintion.
2. If you could change anything what would it be?
3. How do you feel about me?
4. Ever faked an orgasm?
5. Have any disturbing fetishes you havent told anyone...

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xbaobox November 7 2005, 04:44:54 UTC
1. You really cut off my legs (so to say) at no song lyrics and no movie quotes. Ah you know me so well. Love, to me, is to want to know someone entirely. To want to know what others would define as mundane (how they take their coffee, what they get from waffle house, etc), and to hang on to every word they give...not because it determines your life but because that word is like a breath of air to you. It's to need someone but to know at the same time that you'd be willing to say goodbye to them if that was better for their situation. Know what I mean Vern ( ... )

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tirednemo November 7 2005, 06:11:40 UTC
Ooooh, fun! Lets see...

1. If you could do anything in the world - where money and people holding you back is not an option - what would you want to do most?
2. What is the one song that describes you to your very core?
3. What's the stupidest thing you've ever done, and why did you do it?
4. What do you think of me (oooh, I liked that one!), and what do you think of how I am? Or better yet - WHY do you think I am how I am?

And finally...

5. Why the hell does nobody give a fuck when Jimmy cracks all that damn corn?!

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xbaobox November 7 2005, 14:13:43 UTC
1. Ouch, that's like a real tough question. I think I'd want to be a cop or a doc. Something where I could help people and see the outcomes of that. I can't be a cop cause my mom wouldn't have any of that, b/c I *might* get hurt. Can't be a doc b/c college is already taking forever and medical school would take like 10 more years ( ... )

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tirednemo November 7 2005, 15:04:54 UTC
Check it, yo! I did research!

"There has been much conjecture over the meaning of "Jimmy Crack Corn and I don't care". One possibility is "gimcrack corn", cheap corn whiskey; another is that "crack-corn" is related to the (still-current) slang "cracker" for a rural Southern white. A third, and possibly most popular, is that the chorus refers to an overseer who, without the master, has only his bullwhip to keep the slaves in line. Most etymologists support the first interpretation, as the term "cracker" appears to predate "corncracking", and "whipcracker" has no historical backing. This suggests that the chorus means the slaves are making whiskey and celebrating."

Hmmmm...if it has to do with whiskey, that would explain your subconsious decision to sing all about Jimmy crackin' corn while downing Jim Beam! *looks thoughtful*

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xbaobox November 7 2005, 17:15:31 UTC
Ok so yeah, that makes sense as to why I brought it up when plum drunk, but if it's about whiskey then....why does no one care? I would definately care about whiskey. I think it's gotta be the third one though....cause that would explain why no one cares; they're telling the overseer to fuck off. :)

In either case (if the song's about whiskey or about rebellion) I dig it...because well, I dig both of those!

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