Roar.

14th December 2009

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Baby it’s cold outside.

I really can’t stay - Baby it’s cold outside
I’ve got to go away - Baby it’s cold outside
This evening has been - Been hoping that you’d drop in
So very nice - I’ll hold your hands, they’re cold as ice
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what’s your hurry
My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I’d better scurry - Beautiful, please don’t hurry
well Maybe just one drink more - Put some records on while I pour

The neighbors might think - Baby, it’s bad out there
Say, what’s in this drink - No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell - I’ll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, sir - Mind if I move a little closer
At least I’m gonna say that I tried - What’s the sense in hurting my pride
I really can’t stay - Baby don’t hold out
Baby it’s cold outside

I simply must go - Baby, it’s cold outside
The answer is no - Ooh baby, it’s cold outside
This welcome has been - I’m lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm — Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious - Gosh, your lips look so delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt’s mind is vicious - Gosh your lips are delicious
Well maybe just a half a drink more - Never such a blizzard before

I’ve got to go home - Oh, baby, you’ll freeze out there
Say, lend me your coat - It’s up to your knees out there
You’ve really been grand - Your eyes are like starlight now
But don’t you see - How can you do this thing to me
There’s bound to be talk tomorrow - Making my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can’t stay - Get over that old out
Baby it’s cold outside

-Simply put, the sexiest Christmas song of all time… and quite possibly the catchiest.

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14th December 2009

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What do you know of love?

Da Vinci: I know that a life without love is no life at all.
Henry: And love without trust? What of that?
Da Vinci: She’s your match, Henry.
Henry: I am but a servant to my crown and I have made my decision. I WILL NOT YIELD!
Da Vinci: Then you don’t deserve her.

-Love learns to yeild when necessary. Love does not allow us to be prideful because that particular person will always be your personal weakness, your personalized kryptonite.-

14th December 2009

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I want you to know that I will forget you after this moment and never think of you again.

wookiegasm:

But you, I am quite certain, will think about me every day for the rest of your life.

Source: consultinghacker

14th December 2009

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And while Cinderella and her prince did live happily ever after,

wookiegasm:

the point, gentlemen, is that they lived.

 -& that is what gives me hope.

Source: consultinghacker

14th December 2009

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failure.

txtsfrmlstnght:

(614): My 40 year old neighbors are throwing a party for their eight year old niece’s birthday. It’s 1am and they’re still partying hard. Harder than me. It’s Saturday. Just say it, I’m a disgrace to the generation.

 -I completely understand how this person feels.

Source: txtsfrmlstnght