Life was one big musical and everyone busted out and new ALL the songs and All the dance moves and would sing about anything

 

i.e

"im off to work (girls: hes off to work) dont want to be late and get fired for work (oh noooo)

 

just a thought

Bet you could turn it into a song and dance routine, though! With all the girls who are your friends all rallying round you, and you - angry and sobbing - stamping your foot and shouting at the boss man who is standing on the corner of the stage with his head held up high and a stern expression on his face! lol :D

*lol* it sounds like one of the "dancing episodes" of the Drew Carey Show to me :P

(Damn, what the hell am I doing here at 2am? :roll:)

Michael Mittermeier philosophized about this topic once... He used the example of buying bread.

 

Man: *jumping and dancing around* "Baker, give me some breaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad (sung in opera style...)" All very weird... :shrug:

yea but vicki theres no stage...REAL EVERYDAY LIFE :lol:

i have thought about this. i also think that perhaps life is all one big film and that whenever we see a wall or something there is a camara behind it catching our every move!!!!!! BIG BROTHER IS WATCHING YOU.

All the world's a stage,

And all the men and women merely players;

They have their exits and their entrances;

And one man in his time plays many parts,

His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,

Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.

And then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel,

And shining morning face, creeping like a snail

Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,

Sighing like a furnace, with a woeful ballad

Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,

Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,

Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,

Seeking the bubble reputation

Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,

In fair round belly with good capon lined,

With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,

Full of wise saws and modern instances;

And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts

Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,

With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,

His youthful hose well saved a world too wide

For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,

Turning again towards childish treble, pipes

And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,

That ends this strange eventful history,

Is second childishness, and mere oblivion,

Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.

 

(As You Like It - 1599)

 

:D

i love that.... :D i love shakespeare.. and talking about drama, today i got cast as the main part!! i am bubbly and excited today! :D

some dogs were braking outside. does that count as a part of tha musical?

if its in harmony ;)

*ponders* well i`m not sure about that. the dog (or dogs) was really loud and the birds were chirping as well and damn i should have recorded it

lol where do u live in poland?

south side baby (a metropolis called gliwice)

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lol that was a long and tiring reply

:D

l'd SING ALL THE DOVES/INTERPOL/QUEENS OF THE STONAGE/ GRANDADDY/COLDPLAY/BADLY DRAWN BOY SONGS

 

 

 

....AHHH BRILLIANT! :o :o :o

indeed

 

i`d rap like crazy

lol id be weedy's anterage

wait! i lost my dictionary, what does anterage mean?

possie people that hang around you and usually if ur a rapper say things like.....mm ...and yea.....and you know :D

i dont feel good...

 

anyways..

me either....i have no diet coke

me either....i have no diet coke

 

:o MY GOD, how are you breathing???

 

 

::runs downstairs to the fridge to make sure she isn't facing amanda's current nightmare::

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

::returns shortly::

 

fewf, ok, l have a few left, however...lm gonna buy a case tomorrow :)

possie people that hang around you and usually if ur a rapper say things like.....mm ...and yea.....and you know :D

 

aaw you won`t be that! u`d be my singer cuz rappers need bootiful singers :D