The guy beside me (Jason) and I were laughing because the same guy who plays Red Forman played the guy's dad. Every time we saw him we looked at eachother and said "Dumbass!"
We were waiting for the whole movie for him to say it. He didn't, of course.
But then when the boys were fighting nearer to the end, the one called another a dumbass. That made my day (well, on top of the movie itself).
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by Automatic_Flowers » 9/14/2003, 6:53 pm
[glow=white] faceless lies it's easy to speak when[/glow]
[glow=white]every word is your own[/glow]
[glow=white] selfish eyes look onward in protest as we[/glow]
[glow=white] tear down their disguise[/glow]
[glow=white]every word is your own[/glow]
[glow=white] selfish eyes look onward in protest as we[/glow]
[glow=white] tear down their disguise[/glow]
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by trentm32 » 9/15/2003, 2:19 pm
"When looking up there, I just felt whole, like I belonged. Like one day I too would shine my most brilliant. Sitting there also made me think about sitting through services at my little country church back home. About that never-changing congregation of the same sixty-seven people and everyone has known you since before you were born. Now, out here in the real world, everything just seemed more vivid than when I used to sit in that little pew. That pew that was now so, so far away from where I was. I feared I had somehow left God behind there, too. I feared he was somehow just sitting there, saving my seat on the fifth pew from the front row, just waiting on me to come back. I left so quickly, I worried that he may not have noticed I was gone. And, now, I’m just too far away to find. So he’s just sitting there, patiently waiting on me to come back. I closed my eyes and prayed a moment. I hoped more than anything that he could still hear me." -an excerpt from my novella, A Sea of Fallen Leaves.
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by liam » 9/27/2003, 5:06 am
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