Topic: the direction of the real thing
Anonymous A started this discussion 15 years ago #10,945
It was just us in the desert - plus seven tons of Grade-A china. Jesus Christ, I thought, how are we gonna get through this one. I was feeling kind of nervous because I knew in 30 minutes a plane to Michigan was going to collide with a wire-frame structure of the new pizza joint. Lucky was still stick from the tempura last night, no doubt. We could make it, though. We could make it. We ventured through the sand for hours but never quite adjusted to the heat. Poor Lucky was tossing out dry heaves like car-wash flyers. Eventually we got out of the desert and found ourselves somewhere around Georgia. We found an embankment to the South and made merry with the natives. For days we feasted on the meat of albatross until I decided to head off towards the sunset.LatestDude !fdNXKPsJjE joined in and replied with this 15 years ago, 4 minutes later[^] [v] #195,460
Once we jumped off the boat and into the jungle
We cranked up the volume and marched to our own drummer
Many nasty things could await me
Noise discipline had to be maintained
Sounds…carried incredibly far in the jungle
Had it been heard by any bad boys?
Suddenly, my brain screamed “Stop!â€
And my right leg froze in midair
My heart slammed in my throat
The next few seconds took forever
My hands were shaking
And my nervous-system was in some kind of shock
Then… silence got blown apart
By break-beat chaos
We cranked up the volume and marched to our own drummer
Many nasty things could await me
Noise discipline had to be maintained
Sounds…carried incredibly far in the jungle
Had it been heard by any bad boys?
Suddenly, my brain screamed “Stop!â€
And my right leg froze in midair
My heart slammed in my throat
The next few seconds took forever
My hands were shaking
And my nervous-system was in some kind of shock
Then… silence got blown apart
By break-beat chaos