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(Plan on picking up Pink Floyd's The Endless River on vinyl in a few days. I hope it rocks the house.)
(I've listened to it three times now, and I gotta say, The Endless River is disappointingly average and surprisingly uncreative. Louder Than Words was pretty decent, though.)
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{{cquote|<center>Stumbling and falling and still after all, I keep falling in love with you.</center>|cite=Takeshi Nakatsuka's ''I Said I Love You''.}}
{{cquote|<center>Stumbling and falling and still after all, I keep falling in love with you!</center>|cite=Takeshi Nakatsuka's ''I Said I Love You''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>Go ahead and lick something. We lick you very much. If you want to lick something...lick us. We love to lick. We lick to love. We love lickers. </center>|cite=Little Baby's Ice Cream commercial}}
{{cquote|<center>Go ahead and lick something. We lick you very much. If you want to lick something...lick us. We love to lick. We lick to love. We love lickers. </center>|cite=Little Baby's Ice Cream commercial}}
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{{cquote|<center>I noticed that the neighbourhood snails were massing their forces near my garden and I needed to defend my territory. My friend with Midwestern roots assures me that I can solve this problem by putting a plate of beer in the garden. Apparently snails like beer, but it kills them. Interestingly, it's the only thing snails do quickly. I've been trying to kill myself with beer for decades. I am literally slower than a snail.</center>|cite=Scott Adams}}
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{{cquote|<center>Wonderful buckets of romance for two...</center>|cite="The Science Fiction Musical" in Don Hertzfeldt's ''Genre''.}}
{{cquote|<center>Wonderful buckets of romance for two...</center>|cite="The Science Fiction Musical" in Don Hertzfeldt's ''Genre''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>Ceci n'est pas une pipe.<br>(This is not a pipe.)</center>|cite=René Magritte's ''The Treachery of Images''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>L.H.O.O.Q.<BR>(She has a hot ass.)</center>|cite=Marcel Duchamp's ''LHOOQ''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>Sleeping in my car, I will undress you, sleeping in my car, I will caress you, saying in the back seat of my car, making love, oh...</center>|cite=Roxette's ''Sleeping In My Car''.}}
{{cquote|<center>Sleeping in my car, I will undress you, sleeping in my car, I will caress you, staying in the back seat of my car, making love, oh...</center>|cite=Roxette's ''Sleeping In My Car''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>How I wish...how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year. Running over the same old ground, what have we found? The same old fears...wish you were here.</center>|cite=Pink Floyd’s ''See Emily Play''.}}
{{cquote|<center>How I wish...how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year. Running over the same old ground, what have we found? The same old fears...wish you were here.</center>|cite=Pink Floyd’s ''Wish You Were Here''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us, to a glimpse of how green it was on the other side. Steps taken forward, but sleepwalking back again. Dragged by the force of some inner tide...</center>|cite=Pink Floyd’s ''High Hopes''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>Let's go with the flow, wherever it goes. We're more than alive...</center>|cite=Pink Floyd’s ''Louder Than Words''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>I want my...I want my...I want my MTV...</center>|cite=Dire Strait's ''Money For Nothing''}}
{{cquote|<center>I want my...I want my...I want my MTV...</center>|cite=Dire Straits' ''Money For Nothing''}}
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{{cquote|<center>See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup? Yeah buddy, that's his own hair. That little faggot got his own jet airplane. That little faggot, he's a millionaire!</center>|cite=Dire Strait's ''Money For Nothing''}}
{{cquote|<center>See the little faggot with the earring and the makeup? Yeah buddy, that's his own hair. That little faggot got his own jet airplane. That little faggot, he's a millionaire!</center>|cite=Dire Straits' ''Money For Nothing''}}
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{{cquote|<center>And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson. Jesus loves you more than you will know... </center>|cite=Simon & Garfunkel's ''Mrs. Robinson''.}}
{{cquote|<center>And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson. Jesus loves you more than you will know... </center>|cite=Simon & Garfunkel's ''Mrs. Robinson''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>Dunno what my brain is for, I used to, but I don't no more. I am a consumer whore, I am a consumer whore... </center>|cite=Lemon Demon's ''Consumer Whore''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>It's hard to bargle nawdle zouss with all these marbles in my mouth.</center>|cite="Weird Al" Yankovic's ''Smells Like Nirvana''.}}
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{{cquote|<center>Slump? I ain't in no slump. I just ain't hitting.</center>|cite=Yogi Berra}}
{{cquote|<center>Slump? I ain't in no slump. I just ain't hitting.</center>|cite=Yogi Berra}}
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{{cquote|<center>But I do know one thing, I am the goddamn manager, and I am going to run this goddamn team.</center>|cite=Jim Leyland}}
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{{cquote|<center>I'm angry because I'm the fucking manager of this fucking team, that's why I'm angry!</center>|cite=Jim Leyland}}
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Revision as of 23:17, November 24, 2014

Generally speaking, things have gone about as far as they can possibly go when things have gotten about as bad as they can reasonably get.
—The Player in Tom Stoppard's Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead.