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thewhitelady
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- Last Record: 2012-10-31 20:09:01 -0400
- Joined: Jun 19, 2011
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Same old same old these are all the records i recommend for this week
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The only reason he tried to scare people to death was so that he wouldn't be lonely anymore. |
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forgiveness...without strings... |
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Love is like Limbo Heaven above or Hell below? How high can you fly? How low can you go? |
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Hey all!! Been a while since I jumped in the record pool. Sorry who knows where the time goes.
This is something I shot with a buddy when we found this abandon school. I have more footage but just wanted to throw this together to see what ya thought. We're gonna go back and do something a little more thought out soon. Would love for someone to write and story, or give any ideas where to take a narritave.
I love this charcter!
Miss all of you Recorders!!
Much love from the Clown world.
P.s for some reason when I uploaded it. It cut the frame. It should be wider!
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A juggler on a unicycle got one of his balls caught in the spokes.
...He wore a jock strap the next time. |
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One day in the village, a very large Pole was erected at the edge of the park - so large in fact that it took ten whole minutes for the police to place him in handcuffs! |
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I really need to get more exercise now that I'm getting older. The other day I got winded lifting someone's spirits!
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I wrote this narrative... it would be best performed by a male (any one of you talented men want to take a crack at it?) I tried to indicate when the narration should occur. |
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I'll tell you why there are no famous Swedish comedians! Audiences aren't too fond of having to insert punch line c-26 into setup j-45.*
...For those of you who do... |
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The monster watches from the shadow, is the shadow. He slinks between the closet doors, scuttles beneath the bed, clings from the ceiling. He watches the child with a hunger insatiable, eyes bur... |
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They asked me what 'love' means.
I said, 'you can't explain it. You just have to feel it, and believe that it's there.' |
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I took a couple of takes of the Elaine character (p 82, 84, 85)
Let me know what you think!
BEHOLD MY OBNOXIOUS LAUGH
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Hi all! I hope you're having a swell night. I don't know what script was selected for the skit at the Fall Formal. I don't have to, I'm sure whichever one it was, Joe and his acco... |
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Once upon a haunted moon Thirteen witches soared to play Flying fast on prickly brooms As darkness stole the autumn day
Brown r... |
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Remember when we were werewolves And we howled at the moon Ran wild through the woods and Made love in the gloom |
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You've gotta hand it to all those folks who think they can write better one liners than you. What exactly it is you've gotta hand to them is up to you though! |
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The Song of the Siren
I am death and that is all you need know of me for that is all anyone knows of me. Sailors fear my c... |
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i rapped a verse on spiritmath's amazing remix of megancarnes' amazing score to metaphorest's amazing play :)
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Captain Puggles did puddle,
A dark yellow colour,
On his owner’s new kitchen floor.
Despite being told,
His puddles he must hold,
Until outside his owner’s front door.
Banished to the corner,
He couldn’t be forlorner,
Deeply regretting his puddley crime.
The next time he'd ensure,
Before puddling occured,
He'd make it outside in time.
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Poor Captain Puggle! At least he feels remorse My dog's attitude Really can't be worse He craps on tile He craps on wood |
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I want to shoot whatever it is that you need shot :) hey guys so if you need some stock footage shot for a record you are working on let me know.. i really want to start filming a lot more so i am taking requests :)
also please let me know of any tiny or short stories you think would make good short films.. id like to do more of those as well
anyways i look forward to hearing from you guys
HAPPY HALLOWEEN
this is a wav version, sorry, my mp3 converter is on my computer that is in the shop.
The day when I started believing again,
Was in fact an emotional night without end.
When the demons I thought I had put to rest,
The thoughts of abandonment with which I obsessed,
Came back to haunt me as I tried to sleep,
The peace I had allowed I could no longer keep.
My jealous emotions created hallucinations,
Of lust, betrayal and destructive machinations.
I slowly slipped into a paranoid seclusion,
A place where I wouldn’t allow logic’s intrusion.
I finally believed your claims of innocence then,
But now I sense her presence between us again.
When you said that you’d love me and stay forever,
All I could picture was you and her together.
You said my suspicions were pulling us apart,
But I knew you would leave me right from the start.
So on this emotional night without end,
I do believe I will be abandoned again.