A Time for Everything (Ecclesiastes 3 :1-8)
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot, a time to kill and a time to heal, a time to tear down and a time to build, a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them, a time to embrace and a time to refrain...
Tyler Durden: You’re not your job. You’re not how much money you have in the bank. You’re not the car you drive. You’re not the contents of your wallet. You’re not your fucking khakis. You’re the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world. Tyler Durden: It’s only after we’ve lost everything that we’re free to do anything. Marla Singer: I got this dress at a thrift store for...
Pretty Reckless - Makes Me Wanna Die This song is...
Beth: Sara got promoted, so that corner cubicle is free. Schmidt: (Looks over and reevaluates the space.) Ugh, so much kick-back space… Beth: And you know, Gina personally invited me to her babyshower tonight. So that corner cubicle? That’s all mine! (Walks away.) Schmidt: What the, Bond villan. You just told me your whole plan. Schmidt and Nick on Midori Sours Schmidt: Did you...
I Hate Justin Bieber part 2
I hate Justine Bieber. I’ve wrote about her before, but my disdain only continues to grow. And to properly express my feelings, I thought I’d write an open letter to ~her~. Dear Justin Bieber, I’d like to start off by saying I’m sorry. Sorry that no one likes you — no one with good taste and of importance. Your music is crap and you look like SNL’s caricature...
Jay-Z's a Father... Again?
Apparently, Jay-Z’s baby with Beyonce won’t be his first and there are a lot of pictures popping up that are allegedly his children: OH, HELL NAW! THAT IS NOT HIS DAUGHTER, THAT IS HIM MASQUERADING AROUND AS A GIRL!!! Give Beyonce her weave back! How the hell is he going to deny that this is his child?! Shame on you, Jay-Z! Shame on you! I want to march her right up to him and tell...