Ode to HostYou saw a 6 on the vote screenYour grenades, they are a-spinningYou can't melee after the round endsIt's no wonder you're scrub team is winningYour Lancer is constantly revvedThe only button you need is BI'm shooting a wall of flame in your faceAnd still you can chainsaw kill meI'm down from two Boltok shotsBecause your strength is increasedYou shrug everything off as a flesh woundEven when you get two-piecedFourteen kills with two downsAnd you haven't died yetYou shot me with your back turned?!Oh that is such bullshit!You're laughing at BoomshotsAnd shrugging off fragsRunning asunder in WarzoneWhile ever
Koyaanisqatsi College NotesFrom my college notebook, I found these wonderful notes I took while watching the film Koyaanisqats for an English class.-At least there's an explosion-Hearing "koyaanisqatsi" over & over is worse than "It's a Small World"-The fire and sparks are at least fun-Turns out to be a rocket ship. Nice-I can already picture the guy who thought of this: black spandex shirt, black pants, black beret, goatee, sits in coffee shops and thinks any random shit thrown together is art; or he's fat and/or has greasy hair-The desert reminds me of Neverending Story-The "music" sucks-This is going to be an hour-and-a-half of my life that I will de