Vim, vim vim vimmmmmm
Vim, vim vim vim vim vim
Doo doo doo.
Vim, vim vim veeeee vim veeeee
Dun, dun dun.
Vim, vim veeeee veeeeeeeeee veeeeeeeeeee.
Doo doo doo.
Bah, bah bah bah buh-bahhhh
(Vee, vee, vee)
Bah, buh-bah bahhh bahhhh bahhhh
(Vim, vee, vee)
Bah, buh-bah bahhh bahhhh bahhh
(Vim, vee, vim, veeeee)
Bah, bah buhhhhhhhh...
Veeeeeee
Veeeeeeeee
Veeeeeeeeeee
Doo doo doo.
"Just as we are liars, we are also thieves. [...] That whole write-what-you-know thing? It’s not advice. It’s a curse. Don’t worry. We won’t use your soul exactly as it has been taken. We’ll fuck with it first. Molest it with our greasy ham-hands. Of course, you’ll be reading something and say, 'Is that me?' And the writer will say, 'No, no, of course not.' Because the writer is a stinky poo-poo liar who fucking lies." -Chuck Wendig, 2010
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Sunday, January 23, 2011
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