Sunday, December 18, 2005

Term Searchin' MoFos

It isn't entirely rare that someone finds this blog of mine via a search engine (typically Google).

My stats script lets me see just what people search for to get here and I've been fighting the urge for a while now but I think I'm gonna post the search terms that led these fucked up people to my blog.

My stat script only allows me to keep track of my last 100 visits even if its the same person going to different pages so I only have a hand full of terms right now.

Search Engine Search Term captain volentine rowell anal fuck mitch hedgeburg parody eve of destruction eve of destruction parody eve of destruction parody longest fillibuster give me pink eve longest fillibuster mitch hedgeburg quotes eve sex tape clips watch eve getting fucked making jailhouse hooch careless whispers from a careless man, neutron dance for neutron fans even-though-his-hamster-died even-though-his-hamster-died before you skip this, look at the kid. do it again. now try to repost. it takes 10 seconds. people are missing him and martha stewart in prision movie

This may become a regular thing so if you dig it, let me know. If you don't, let me know that, too.

I'm going to be out of town for a few days (I'll be back at the beach, bitches!) so I may not be able to do much postin'. I'll try to get in an audio post at least.

-=The Prynce

Friday, December 16, 2005

You'll Likely Think Me a Silly Bastard but...

I have something I need some help with...

Anyone who TRULY knows me knows that I have no bigger wish in my life than to help others. That's the reason that most people are organ donors.

See, I think it'd be great to donate my organs when I die (if we're not already past this technology or organ donations by that point as stem cells have the promise to likely have us if the government would just leave scientists alone on the issue) because that could be a really big help to someone. But I have a few reasons why I think I may not do it.

1) I want to be buried whole and without being embalmed (I'm undecided about being embalmed at this point, actually) so that my entire body can rot and return to the earth as nature intended. I don't want a burial vault. I want a very simple casket, also. Wood is a big MAYBE but I want something that will decompose in a timely fashion. I'm not entirely opposed to the $30 'vagrant' casket made of cardboard.

So in short, I want to rot ASAP. Is that just a romantic thought or what?

2) The thought of 'organ memory' and things freak me out. For those who don't know, it's basically a theory (based on certain cases) where it seems that the organs lend to strange thoughts, feelings, likings, etc. that were not there before the organ was received that often correlate to things that the donor felt, thought, liked, etc.
Another portion of this is the deal with DNA. When you put person A's heart into person B, the heart is in the body that contains the DNA of person B though the heart itself is made of cells with the DNA of person A.
So what happens here? Does one DNA override the other? Do they combine in some form?
And on top of all of that, what if someone gets like a finger or something from someone else and they're murdered and dumped somewhere for a long time and to get their DNA to identify the body, say they take DNA from a sample of skin from the finger. It would show that the person there was the donor though it isn't the case. It could be resolved easily of course, but it'd be funky.

There are a few other things, too. I'll get to them some other time if I feel they're big enough. But what I really want is to know what YOU think? Do any of you know something that I don't? Do you think I should be a donor?
I really want the opinion of you all. Even if we don't know each other, I'm sure you have to have an opinion on the matter. All comments and replies are welcome.

That's all for now but look for the post about my experience at the wrestling event ASAP. I'm presently working on it and have it 'drafted' on my Blogger posts. I'm having trouble with the images and I don't have much time, but I'll get it up ASAP.

-=The Prynce

Friday, December 02, 2005

"Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?"

Hello, all.

So here's how the birthday went down.

When we got to the beach, we went to the Vancouver where we were going to stay. I went in and checked in which probably took all of 30 seconds because the staff knows me.
Anywho, we went and put all of our stuff in the room.

We left there and went to go get something to eat. We went all the way across town to some shitty restaurant that makes Shannon's stomach hurt and makes me pretty nauseous myself. Shannon reminded her mom that the place makes her stomach hurt and her mom flipped out, told Shannon that she hated her, that she was a worthless piece of shit, and that she was going to abandon us while Rian was with us and it was around 30/40 degrees outside.

Anywho, we went to Denny's in the end and I got a bitchin' sandwich and Rian got these yummy Teddy Grahams in apple sauce.

As we were leaving, her mom was beginning to realize how fucked and childish she was being and apologized so things were cool between them for the next week or so until it all happens again. (I'm not talking shit. I'm saying what I've seen in the past.)

Then we went to find LJ's house. We finally got there and Darrell met us outside and got the rest of the stuff that we didn't put in the room and took it in the house and met the family he's living with.
To put things mildly, there were many people, lol. They were all cool, though.
First we met Laura, LJ's mom. Then she introduced us to all of the smaller kids then the older people there.

I'm gonna try to remember all or as many of the adults there as I can. I'm not 100% on all of the relationships so I'll have to sorta guess.

-There was Mark. He's Laura's husband and LJ's step dad. He was cool. He looked like someone I've seen on TV or something. He was a pretty normal and cool guy.
-Then was Mark's mom. I think her name was Mary. She was pretty cool, too. She was on my team when we played Cranium. I had to take my pentagram off before we got there because apparently she's a big Christian and she didn't dig the whole Paganism thing and Darrell didn't want any conflict, nor did I. I was afraid she'd be a super-conservative but she didn't seem to be. I had to act out "JFK" in Cranium so I was sitting and waving and then I tapped a pencil on the back of my head and fell forward. My other teammate got it so we got points but I think it offended her. She and I spoke about JFK for a few minutes.
-My other teammate was Brian. He, too, was cool. He seemed like he was once in Cypress Hill but they kicked him out for smoking too much weed, lol. I'm not saying he smoked it... Just saying that was how I saw him.
-His wife (I think) was named Chrissy (I think). She reminded me of someone I know, I'm just not sure who. lol.
-Next as Janna. She seemed pretty cool. All I know for sure is that she was frickin' HOT! Holy crap, she was hot. lol. She and Shannon chatted on occasion through the night and she and I spoke a few times but I couldn't really get a feel for her personality. And before she says anything, Shannon, fuck off. You said she was cute, too!

Anywho, we played Cranium for a few hours and it was actually pretty fun. I'd never played, nor had one of my teammates, so we unofficially dubbed ourselves the 'Special Ed' team. We were way back in last at first but I think we finished in second or something.
Then we played Balderdash for a bit. We didn't finish the game because it takes a while and we had to go. But it was fun, too.
While we were playing games, Janna's sister (whose name I'm not totally sure of and I'm sure I couldn't spell it if I tried) was talking to me and asking me questions. She was probably about 8 or so. Shannon thinks she had a crush on me but I think she was acting like little girls act around new people, lol.

Before we left, Shannon wanted to whine to me outside about how I was saying bad things about her. That was bull in my eyes. I was just kidding with her earlier and you'd have thought I'd told her darkest of secrets.

So we left LJ's house after they figured out how to check the oil in the car they were driving. We then went to a service station so I could release some excess fluids and get more to refuel with.
Darrell and LJ were heavily disappointed to see that the Taco Bell in the store had closed.
I refueled with a huge banana slush. Fuckin' yum, bitches!
I think the clerk thought Shannon was a whore. It was about 2AM and she told me something like "You only have to four so hurry up" when I was getting my slushie and as we were leaving I was like "Thanks" and he was like "Yeah. Have fun."

At any rate, we headed for North Myrtle Beach to the Crazy Horse. We tried to get on the right road but the cops made us turn around as there was some sort of accident on the train tracks near there.
Finally we made it.
We got charged $5 for parking. But we went into the lobby and saw we had to pass through a metal detector so we ran back out to car and took all of the shit out. I had to take off my wallet b/c of the chain, take my camera out of my pocket, take out a pocket knife, and all sorts of other shit that I was afraid would set off the thingy.
But we got in and Darrell and LJ got in free for being locals. I got in with a free pass. Shannon had to pay $30 for not being 21. She also had to leave her ID up front and wear a pink 'Crazy Horse' shirt.
So we found a nice table near one of the runways and sat down. I fell in love with the matchbook right away.
But we watched the stripper on stage for a bit and Darrell said he was gonna buy me a drink but the bar closed at 2 and they only had draft beer and it was only American so I passed on it.

The stripper on stage was hot but nothing I'd go through much trouble to see. But then a nice black lady came out (and I don't say African-American because I don't know where the was from!) and she was fuckin' HOT! Lass had an ass and a little more.
We were just sitting there and out of nowhere, this blond stripper comes up to me and rubs her ass on me. I'm thinking "Hey that's nice." but I don't turn my chair or anything because I didn't have money for a private dance. But we spoke to her a bit and Shannon told her it was my birthday. We spoke a little more and she was like "Well... For your birthday..." and she spun me around in the chair with her leg. She proceeded to give me an incredible lapdance that would normally cost like $30 for free. It was AMAZING. I'm sure she's made many guy happy in her personal life by applying her dancing techniques. lol.
But after a while, the dance was over and she pulled up a chair to our table and we all chatted a bit. I can't remember her name but she said she was a regular there and she had been there drinking for over 10 hours. After a bit she said she had to go home so she left and we turned back to the stage.

We sat about watching the stage for a while longer and then they announced a new dancer, Roxanne. She was probably the hottest of the night. She was what The Commodores meant when they sand 'Brick House'. She was nearly perfect everywhere. You could tell she worked out.
Almost right off, Darrell and I went to the runway and waited to tip her. She eventually came over, popped her top open and proceeded to rub her 'dirty pillows' all over me and my face. It made me feel better about having facial hair because she sort of grabbed the hair on my chin with them and lifted my face towards her.
But the best thing about her was that she smelled great. I don't care how hot someone is, they have to smell nice. lol.

Anywho, she went over to Darrell and did similar things. Then she worked the other side. Sometime during all of this, another great looking black lady came over to us and asked it anyone wanted a dance. LJ seemed to like her so Darrell paid for her to give him a dance.
Soon after, the dancer came back to where we were and told me to stand up and did pretty much the same as before, though a little more. After a while, I'd given her all the singles I had so I went back to the table where Shannon was being lame. Darrell came back to the table after he'd given her all of his singles, too. LJ's dance was just finishing up around this time (that was a really long dance, folks, lol) and he looked pleased.
We all returned to our table and watched until the last song played. At that point, we got up and started walking out but Darrell went to the bathroom first. But after that, we left. They were gonna let Shannon keep the shirt she had to wear but she said she didn't want it so Darrell told me to get it as a souvenir.

We got in the car and left. From this point on, Darrell spoke of little more than the club. lol.
We were going down the road back to Myrtle Beach and my mouth was dry so I asked LJ to stop at a service station and he was like "What's that?". I didn't know gas stations weren't also called service stations elsewhere! lol.
Anywho, we went to one and I got something to drink and we went back to Myrtle Beach. We were almost back on the infamous Ocean Boulevard when we decided we'd do a quick ghost hunt at a place Darrell had read about online.

We headed to the place which was on Withers Swash Drive and we saw the park. Assuming that the cemetery (or 'burial ground' as we had been informed it was called) was somewhere near the park, we parked and got out. Shannon was being lame again so she sat on the bench against my protests as we went down a little path hidden by trees.
We got just a little into the path and we saw that it was the entrance to a little pier about 50 yards out into Withers Swash and it had a little gazebo over the water at the end of it. We wanted to hang out up there and possibly not even do a ghost hunt but we saw something down there. We soon found it was a homeless guy sleeping down there in a sleeping bag and we didn't want to bother him so we left. We checked out the rest of the park and found nothing so we got in the car.

We knew the road went a little after the park so we continued down. Then we found the cemetery we were looking for and rode around for a good parking spot and found none so we parked just outside of the gate.
We went in and I was explaining a few theories of why things happen in ghost hunting to LJ while Darrell wandered off using the camera on his phone and my tape recorder. Shannon was being pout by a tree.

It was a shockingly cool and creepy cemetery. We saw some cool stones and trees and things and we took a few pictures and things. We had a few small frights but they were found to be to our fault and not paranormal. LJ did get an interesting face on his camera phone, though. I'm hoping he can send it to himself so I can post it on here.

Then we went to the hotel and Darrell and LJ left to go home. Shannon and I went inside and went to bed shortly after. I got to bed at almost 7AM 'cause I had to get ready for bed and we didn't get there until like 5:30AM.

Anywho, I got up just a few hours later and took a shower. While getting ready, I watched the Panthers' game (and they won!) They were playing the Bill.
Shannon's mother got there a few hours later and we loaded up and went to Sonic. Then we went to Broadway Louis' to get wrestling tickets. That took ages because its at Broadway at the Beach and its a big and often busy place.

It did give me a chance to take pictures of the Hard Rock Cafe, though! (Bet most of you didn't know we had one in Myrtle Beach. lol. Its a big and popular town, though. We have a lot there.)

We had to battle a ton of gulls and other birds in leaving, but we finally got away.

After leaving there, Shannon's mother wanted to go to Wal-Mart Supercenter so we did and it was shite. I was so ready to get home to see Rian. He didn't come with them to pick us up.

After we finally left there we came home (or at least to Shannon's house). We went the really slow way so it took longer than it should have.

And that was the beach trip for my 21st birthday...

So tomorrow is the wrestling event. It's gonna be so fuckin' great.
Terry Funk, Dusty Rhodes, Jeff Hardy, Tracy Brooks, BG James AKA 'Road Dogg' Jesse James, Kip James AKA 'Bad Ass' Billy Gunn, Psycho Sid Vicious, David Flair (Ric Flair's son), Doug Gilbert, the original Midnight Express, one of the guys from the original Rock 'n Roll Express, Doug Gilbert, Greg 'The Hammer' Valentine, 'Mouth of the South' Jimmy Hart, and more! The TNA star 'Abyss' was going to be there but I'm not sure about him at present.

I'll be posting about that ASAP. I hope its a great as the last indy show I went to. I hope to return with many digital pictures and a few rolls of film taken as well as some audio clips.

At any rate, it should be a fun night and I should have a great recap for you all. Be sure to check back in the coming days...

-=The Prynce

Friday, November 25, 2005

Stupid Chalkies!

Hey people. How's it?

Well, tomorrow is a really big day for me. I'll be 21!

But I'm not as thrilled as most people would be or like others expect me to. It isn't even here yet and it's kind of already crumbling.

The plans were like this:

Shannon and I were going to go to the beach and hang out with Darrell and LJ. Later in the evening, we were going to go to the 'Crazy Horse'. Then, with luck, we were going to go on at least a small ghost hunt, time permitting. The next morning, we were going to go get wrestling tickets for the show in Conway on December 3.

Now it appears that much of this may not happen.

We're still going down there and all but its uncertain if we will be going to the 'Crazy Horse'. Darrell hasn't got any money. But locals get in free there so we're hoping he and LJ will be counted as locals as they live in the same county. If they're considered locals then we'll only have to pay one admission (we hope) because we found a printable coupon for one free admitance.

I don't know for sure, but the ghost hunt may be out, too. Darrell's car can't be driven b/c of tax issues or something and LJ's car isn't working. So they're going to have to drive some other car and hopefully, we'll be able to go on with our plans with the ghost hunt and the club, too so hopefully the car issue won't be much of an issue at all.

And Darrell isn't going to be able to get his ticket for the wrestling event. We're still going to get our's though, and hopefully he'll be able to get his the next Friday or he won't be able to go. Shannon assures me that we'll be able to go even if he doesn't so that's cool and a good thing.
Hopefully he can at least get seats near us, though. We hope to get ringside so maybe they won't be out of them before they sell out of them.
While I certainly hope he'll be able to make it to the show and I'll feel like a jerk if I go and he doesn't, I'm still not gonna be able to resist going, lol.

BTW, Jeff Hardy has been added to the list of wrestlers. And Mad Max (you should know him if you're local) is going to be the ring announcer.

So hopefully this birthday won't be a bust. I haven't had a good birthday in a really long time. My 18th was shit. I think I spent the night chatting online. This is my last landmark birthday before 30 so I'm hoping I can spend it having fun with a great friend. If not, its gonna suck 'cause Rian's not going with us and it'll be one of the worst birthdays ever.

Anywho, I'm going to try to post VIA my cell when I'm down there. Shannon and I are going to have about 6 hours or more of 'down time' just sitting around the hotel room so I should have plenty of time to audiopost. I'll get some pictures, too, and try to post them from Darrell's laptop if possible.

Yesterday was funky. I went to my uncle, aunt and cousin's house as always on Thanksgiving and Christmas. I almost didn't make it because of a horrid tummy ache. We got there late and all but it was fine. Thanksgiving is like the preseason of family get-togethers.

It was relatively uneventful, though. Rian played with my cousin's little boy. He tackeled him and the other kid's got two years on Rian. My wee man is a tough monster! Hehe...

Anywho, I gotta go for now. Later, all!

-=The Prynce

Saturday, November 19, 2005

Quickies #1

I have a new post idea. When I don't have time to post anything worth a damn, I'm gonna just post quick thoughts in a numbered format.

1. I'm starting to think that I'd rather not deal with people at all. Sexy people would, of course, be excluded from this. Super-sexy people that don't suck. I mean... They can suck (and that's a preference, though not a requirement), but their personality can't.

2. I'm also started to hate the weather here in SC. Within one week, we went from a high in the 80s to a low in the mid-low 20s. This place is not a sub-tropic paradise, you asses. Its a miserably hot place in the summer and sometimes bitterly cold place in the Fall/Winter. And yes... It does snow in SC.

3. I can do a full body workout at the gym but I don't feel nearly as great the next day as I would if I would have just lifted a little weights, done some sit-ups, and went biking for a little while.

4. I LOVE the pain on the day after such a workout. It hurts so good...

5. I have a pair of two-way radios that Shannon just got for me that require an FCC license to operate. Its silly and I'm poor so I don't see it happening. They have about a 3 mile max range so... What do you think... Prynceton Pirate Radio?

6. If I could strike people that annoy me or otherwise make me angry in any way with any sort of illness, I would choose Irritable Bowl Syndrome.

7. This time next week, I will FINALLY not have to depend on other people to satisfy my beer fits. (Often I'll be sitting around and I'll just crave beer [never domestic]... For those of you who didn't understand what I meant.)

8. I'm exceptionally lazy.

That's all for tonight, folks. Comment if you'd like and also on other posts, even from years ago. I need things to read!
Seriously, though... Even if you hate me, post a comment and say so. If you have never been here before and never intend to return, comment.

I don't wanna have to afflict you with IBS...

-=The Prynce

Thursday, November 17, 2005

"I've Seen It. It's Rubbish."

I haven't posted in a while but I thought I would post now for a few reasons.

First off, birthdays.

First was my son's birthday on November 4. He had a nice little party the following day. So... Happy birthday, Rian!
On the very next day was the birthday of one of my absolute favorite bloggers, Carrie. I'm not sure how old she is now, but Happy birthday anyway, Carrie! Her blog is at
Also, Happy birthday to Shannon who's birthday was Oct. 20.
Lastly was my ex girlfriend, Christy. Her birthday was on Nov. 13 and though I know wishing her a happy birthday may lead to a pissing match with myself and Shannon, Happy birthday anyway, Christy! (Whom I'm doubtful has ever even seen this blog of mine. And I haven't even spoken to her in nearly a year. But nonetheless...)

Next, Eddie Guerrero.
He was a WWE wrestler who was found dead on this past Saturday night. He was only 38 but preliminary autopsy reports show he died of heart failure.
In my eyes, he was at the top of his game recently and he was returning to main-event status but tragedy is cold and doesn't mind hitting at unfortunate times.
He was never one of my favorites, but he was one of the best at what he did.

I was on the radio again yesterday. The DJ said he didn't see why Paul McCartney wrote 'Hey Jude' for Julian Lennon and I called and told him that I've heard and read that it is about his father John Lennon's divorce from his mother, Cynthia and/or his father marrying Yoko Ono and it was Paul's way of telling Julian like "Don't let this whole mess and Yoko get you down".
Anywho, he played what I said on the air and afterwards complimented me by saying something like "Wow. This guy's really on top of this stuff."

In short, I have about another minute to be removed from my 15 minutes of fame.

I'm running low on time now so I think I'm only going to be able to tell you all that I should be attending yet another wrestling show in Conway, SC on Dec. 3 of this year. It's gonna be a bitchin' show... Terry Funk, Dusty Rhodes, New Age Outlaws, Psycho Sid Vicious, Abyss, and more are gonna be there. For more information go to

That's all for now, folks. I'll try not to let the space be so large between posts anymore.

Keep 'em open...

-=The Prynce

Thursday, October 27, 2005

Go Fuck Your Pop Tarts!

No posts lately and for that, I'm nearly sorry. But it isn't my fault entirely.

Guess what, bitches? I was on the front page of a regional newspaper today! Well, something I wrote and a link to one of my websites was.
These people did a ghost hunt and brought along the newspaper crew and the newspaper found my site and copied some of what I wrote and put it in their article along with the URL to the site.
Now, they may or may not have violated my copyright but... I don't fuckin' care.

Free hits and publicity, bitches.

Seriously... My hits on have like... gone up 600% and people are actually reading my stuff. I'm even getting emails from people... Wow.

Anywho, you can read the article by clicking here. And you can get the history of the place by clicking here.

In other news, a 'friend' of mine is apparently in jail for molesting his 12 year old cousin. He'll probably get what he deserves in jail, though. I mean, he's gay so I'm sure the ass-sex won't bug him but he's really feminine so they're gonna probably wear him out.
He's kind of a pretentious dick, though, so let 'em harm him. He's cool at times but dude's like 25 and he sodomized a 12 year old... and it was a family member!

Maybe now I can go to clubs with another gay friend of mine who the other guy was always jealous of.
Just so you guys know, I'm not gay and I'm not bisexual. But gay clubs are fun. Gay people themselves are fun. They're just cool people. I mean, some are assholes as is the case with any sort of person but... yeah.

George W. Bush blows. The extreme left made him all but change his mind for his supreme court nomination and he's gonna blame it on people who just wanted to know more about what kind of person she was. The cunt.

Rosa Parks died. That kind of sucks. She was on my list of people I wanted to meet before one of us died. What a hero, though. The woman was like 94 and still going relatively strong. And she was an amazing soul from what I could tell.

I wanna go ghost hunting. Its been a REALLY long time for me. And with all of the renewed interest in the paranormal locally and in my site, it makes it even worse.

That's about it for now, though. I'm seriously gonna try to post about Ophielia, Chairmen of the Board and my most recent beach trip ASAP but as for now, Shannon's huffing and puffing behind me now to try to annoy me into getting offline so I'm gonna give her her way.

Now that I've said something to assure she has something to bitch at me about (she would have found something anyway and I'm sure this part itself will get more bitching), I think I'm gonna go.

Oh yeah, one more thing. Am I stupid or is that lass from the commercials like the hottest thing in creation? I want her. And the one that's in the black bikini in that diet pill commercial. And the one in the Fahrenheit diet pill commercial.

I was gonna post my portable MP3 player's play list but I gotta jet so... Maybe later.

That's all though. Seriously.

-=The Prynce

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Joo Ain My Momma

So, dig. I haven't had a chance to post about the concert or the hurricane yet but I plan to try to do one or the other tomorrow.

But for tonight I have a request...

Do you have any questions about the paranormal, mysteries or the unknown?
Ghosts, hauntings, UFO's, miracles, magick, bigfoot, lake monsters, Nikola Tesla, conspiracies, cryptozoology, OuiJa, psychics, mystics, oracles, divination, etc?

If so, leave a comment asking your question.

I'm fielding questions for a podcast I am planning on starting in the next few weeks and on that podcast, I want to have some questions to answer 'on air'.

No question is silly or stupid. If you've ever wondered something about the unknown that you've never been able to grasp or find out, ask me!
Even if you personally don't have a question that you don't know, you may post a suggestion for something to be discussed on the podcast.

But everyone who reads this, please post a comment with some sort of question or suggestion. Come up with a question for me as a simple favor if you must, just please help me out.

Also, please vote for me on the Top 100 Bloggers topsites list. There are two links to that site on this page. One is at the top near the title banner and the other is on the right under 'links'. Help a brotha out.

Stay tuned!

-=The Prynce

Saturday, October 15, 2005

Give Me Just A Little More Time!

Hello, people!

I haven't got a lot of time to post right now because I have to hurry and get ready. Tonight, I'm going to go see Chairmen of the Board.
For those of you who don't know who they are, they're one of the greatest groups still around today. They're a beach music / oldies band and they're great!
They've even done songs with punk legend Joey Ramone before his death!

I spoke to a local DJ today and he said they were one of the greatest live bands he's ever seen so I'm pretty thrilled. He also told me to call back tomorrow afternoon and let him know how it was so... Yeah. I have a pathetic life so I like to think of it as me being interviewed, lol.

I hope to have some pictures and a review on my next post (perhaps some audio clips, too).

If you've never heard of them before, though, go download "Give Me Just A Little More Time". It's pretty short so it'll be a small file.

I'm off to go get ready now, though.

-=The Prynce

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

"When I Saw The Shop For All The Skater Cunts, It Was Time To Leave"

As the title of this post dictates, I've got to get out of my town. We now have a shop for skaters and I'm about to find bitches and just start punching them.
I can tolerate everyone in my town from the rednecks to the thugs to the hillbillies, the wiggas, the pig fuckers, the Bible thumpers, the neo-Nazis, the Klansmen to the fuckin' coke fiends.

What I cannot tolerate is skater cunts. Back in high school, I dated a few girls who had a few friends who were skater cunts and they were always around me and talking to me and shit and I'll always just be screaming inside my own head "SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"
Most of them became skater cunts or girlfriends of skater cunts and a few of my guy friends became skater cunts (luckily none of my close friends). This isn't why I dislike the skater cunts, though.
I dislike skater cunts for who they are as individuals. They go around listening to their pop punk all day and claiming to be super Punk but you could be like "So think Sid killed that bitch?" and they'd be like "Who's Sid?"
Now if you don't know what I'm talking about, that's fine. As long as you don't claim to know shit about being punk or even listening to punk then you have no need to know what I'm talking about.

But they sit around listening to fucking Sum 41 and fucking Blink-182 (which isn't a totally horrible band, but they're nowhere near punk) and shit like that and then they just watch 'Viva La Bam' and jerk off. Then they all try to deny that their parents are richer than all hell and that they get anything they want if they whine like toddlers to them, only to try to act like they're 'cool' when their friends get around knowing that they're almost adults, but still up their mommy's ass.
I don't mind rich people. I have rich friends (a few of them anyways lol) and they're cool as shit.
What I don't like is fake people. Bitches who claim one thing while the other is so clearly reality. In other words, posers. Ya know... The same sort of people they claim to hate.

Just to sum up, I don't like skater cunts and if the slightest opportunity and a just cause came to light, I would beat the shit out of many of them.

Now I'm sure there are a few skaters out there who hang out with people as I described them above and aren't like them in reality. Hell, I can think of at least one right off hand. His name is Phillip and he used to (and probably still does) date a former 'close friend' of mine.
But most of 'em are cunts. And there's only one thing to do with cunts... Fuck 'em.

And with that, I'll leave you with a few meaningful words from a song by Pantera... "Be yourself by yourself. Stay away from me!"


-=The Prynce

Sunday, October 09, 2005

The Dream Is Over

Today would be John Lennon's 65th birthday if he were still living.

He was murdered by Mark David Chapman on December 8, 1980. This December will mark 25 years since his murder.

John Lennon meant a hell of a lot more to people than any celebrity has ever meant (Elvis may be the one exception).

But I just wanted to write something to let you all know that today is his birthday. He's one of my biggest heroes and one of the greatest people to ever live.

For a site dedicated to him, click here. Read the quotes. They're probably the best part.

I'll leave you all with the lyrics of some of my favorite songs by him.

-=The Prynce

Imagine there's no heaven,
It's easy if you try,
No hell below us,
Above us only sky,
Imagine all the people
living for today...

Imagine there's no countries,
It isn't hard to do,
Nothing to kill or die for,
No religion too,
Imagine all the people
living life in peace...

Imagine no possessions,
I wonder if you can,
No need for greed or hunger,
A brotherhood of man,
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say I'm a dreamer,
but I'm not the only one,
I hope some day you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.


God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I'll say it again,
God is a concept,
By which we can measure,
Our pain,
I don't believe in magic,
I don't believe in I-ching,
I don't believe in bible,
I don't believe in tarot,
I don't believe in Hitler,
I don't believe in Jesus,
I don't believe in Kennedy,
I don't believe in Buddha,
I don't believe in mantra,
I don't believe in Gita,
I don't believe in yoga,
I don't believe in kings,
I don't believe in Elvis,
I don't believe in Zimmerman,
I don't believe in Beatles,
I just believe in me,
Yoko and me,
And that's reality.
The dream is over,
What can I say?
The dream is over,
I was dreamweaver,
But now I'm reborn,
I was the walrus,
But now I'm John,
And so dear friends,
You just have to carry on,
The dream is over.

Working Class Hero

As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.

Saturday, October 08, 2005

Please Help!

Missing since August 22, Please repost this message to everyone. Click here for posters you can print on your printer.

I'm counting on every one of my friends to repost this. Please do it. You guys are always reposting stupid things that don't matter. This is so important. Do the right thing. Even if you don't have kids.



And as a separate favor, please go to One.Org and join the non-partisan One Campaign (its free!) to help fight poverty and the war on AIDS.

Please do this in addition to the thing above if for no reason than liking U2 or Pearl Jam (they stand behind this campaign).

-=The Prynce

Wednesday, October 05, 2005


One - U2

Is it getting better?
Or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you now?
You got someone to blame
You say

One love
One life
When it's one need
In the night
One love
We get to share it
Leaves you baby if you
Don't care for it

Did I disappoint you?
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without
Well it's

Too late
To drag the past out into the light
We're one, but we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other

Have you come here for forgiveness?
Have you come to raise the dead?
Have you come here to play Jesus?
To the lepers in your head

Did I ask too much?
More than a lot.
You gave me nothing,
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt

One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should
One life
With each other
One life
But we're not the same
We get to
Carry each other
Carry each other



Monday, October 03, 2005

God Loves Quickies

Tonight's gonna suck for a loser like me.

Good things are gonna be on TV at the same time.
WWE Raw is going back to USA and it's coming on at like 8PM and it's gonna be 3 hours.
There's gonna be a live UFC fight on Spike TV at either 8 or 9.
The Panthers are gonna be on Monday Night Football against the Packers which also starts at 8 or 9.
And there's a movie that actually seems to be watchable that's gonna be on Lifetime.

Bet if I had a life, I wouldn't have these problems. lol.

I'm gonna be watching Raw mostly, though. All sorts of old school superstars are gonna be there. Foley's gonna be in Piper's Pit, even. Plus Jimmy "Superfly" Snuka is gonna be there along with people like Harley Race, Greg Valentine, Jimmy Hart, "Hacksaw" Jim Dugan, and others.
Also, there are gonna be a few returns including "Stone Cold" Steve Austin, HHH (Raw must have a new tour scheduled called 'Raw's Return to Dullness'... Cunts), and Hulk Hogan (and if there is a deity in this universe, he won't wrestle or be involved in any story lines).
Its also rumored that The Rock may appear, but I'm kinda hoping against it.
And to top it all off, WWE will announce that Owen Hart is not dead, nor is Brian Pillman or Andy Kaufman, the later of whom will set Jerry "The King" Lawler on fire and then punch a woman/Jonathan Coachman. Ok, so none of that shit's true but... C'mon!

But there is at least one match that may be cool. Shawn Michaels and Kurt Angle in a 30 minute Iron Man match. I doubt it will be to the caliber of Michaels/Hart's Iron Man match, but it has potential.
John Cena has a match against Eric Bischoff, too. That should be nice and lame. I'm sick of WWE pretending that Eric Bischoff isn't a fuckin' champion kickboxer, 'cause he IS!

UNC won their game against Utah on Saturday. Tarheels fuckin' own.

And lastly, The Patriots went down in flames to the Chargers and Drew Brees and L.T. Patriots suck.
My prediction... Colts will win the AFC championship this year.

And with that, I shall end what is no doubt one of the most boring posts I've done in a while.

-=The Prynce

Saturday, October 01, 2005

The Next Rob Reiner, Bitches!

I think I'll start this short post (I plan for it to be very short, anyways) with the mention of my first movie release.
It's a really short film... In fact, it's as though a short film and a mini film got together and had a baby and it turned out to be a midget. In other words, its really short.

You can get the movie in a few ways. If you have a program to view/listen to podcasts or any other sort of RSS or XML aggregator such as Doppler or FeedDemon, you can point a new feed to
If you use an online aggregator such as BlogLines or Yahoo's new reader, you can just click that link up there and then click on the image for your specific online aggregator or newsreader and then you will be able to see it from there.

But if you don't use RSS/XML or podcasting software, you can just download it like you would any other file.
For those of you on a really slow connection that don't have the time to download the file (its only a couple of megabytes), then you can click here to get the movie in a zip file. This version of the file is under one megabyte.
If you don't care much about speed (either you just don't care or you have cable/DSL/T1/T3/etc.) and want to be able to view the movie without having to unzip it, you can just click here and you can download the uncompressed file.

So watch it, folks. Let me know what you think. If you thought it sucked, tell me. If you thought it was cool, tell me. If you thought it was pretty stupid, without a point, and a waste of time, then you're right on cue. Tell me so.

I also wanted to add a little something about mortality as it has been on my mind lately.

Dig, in May of this year, my grandmother who basically raised me, died (or was murdered via negligence) in a nursing home. It didn't hurt me too badly, though, as she had suffered from Alzheimer's and Parkinson's among other things for some years and she hadn't been herself in a long time.

Then a couple of weeks ago, this guy whom I only sort of knew back in about 6th grade died. Last I remember of him was in 6th grade graduation. My last name was 'Cox' and his was 'Covington' so we were right beside each other apart from this one girl being in between us. I can't say that I ever as much as spoke to the guy but he was pretty funny sometimes and I remember being entertained by him. He also reminded my of ODB (Old Dirty Bastard) so he really stuck in my mind.
But a few weeks ago, Shannon's dad (he's a cop) was telling us about some guys getting shot at a club and that one of them was bad off and in the hospital. He told me his name but it rang no bells, 'cause I never really knew him well by his real name. A few days later, though, her dad said they 'pulled the plug' on him.
It wasn't until a few days later when I looked at the local newspaper and saw that his nickname was 'Squeaky' until I realized who he was.

Then not even a week ago, a guy that Shannon knew and that we both went to high school with was killed in a car crash. I don't think we ever even exchanged as much as a single word and I'm almost unsure if I ever even saw him before, but it still kind of affected me.

Then just a day or two ago, Shannon's dad told us about a guy committing suicide who lived about 5 miles from my house. I found out today that he was 17 and apparently, Shannon's brother knew him. I'm not sure if I ever saw the guy or not, though. I may have graduated before he reached high school. But this affected me, too. Not only did he live relatively close to me, but he clearly was depressed from what I've heard and I have thought about suicide many times and made a few (though seemingly half-ass) attempts. Plus he was so young. Its sticking with me, too.

Then there's the famous people who have died. A great young comedian named Mitch Hedgeburg(SP?) died. Not to mention Bob Denver (Gilligan, Maynard G.) and most recently Don Adams (Maxwell Smart, Inspector Gadget).

I dunno exactly why I'm posting about this. I guess I'm just trying to get it all off of my mind. I'm one of these people who can't stop thinking about things like that especially when I'm alone. The thoughts just linger and get to me even if I didn't know the person.

But forgive my little 'spill', here. I just felt compelled to talk about it.

Time for bed, though. You people watch my movie and let me know what you think.

-=The Prynce

Thursday, September 29, 2005

Demon Alcohol*

I told someone almost a month or so ago that I'd do a post about how to make wine at home with stuff that you've probably just got laying around the house already. I am lazy, however, and I'm just getting around to it.

Here's what you need. I'll put substitutions in parenthesis.

-Fruit (Fresh or canned. Save the juice if its canned.)
-Bread Yeast (Actual yeast for wine or champagne making may also be used. If you don't have any yeast, though, you can just use white bread)
-Water (Spring water's nice)
-Container (Soda bottles, milk jugs, etc. Nothing metal, though.)
-Balloons (If you're using a container with a large mouth, substitute latex gloves)

First, make sure the container you're gonna use is really good and clean.

Next, mush your fruit up really well. If its canned, it should be easy to do. Leave in the juice, too. The amount of fruit you use is dependent on how big your container is and how strong you want your wine's flavor. I'd use a few ounces for a gallon.
Mix your sugar in with the fruit. This depends on the strength you want your wine to be (alcohol content). I typically just keep adding it until the mixture is a really thick and gritty paste. A cup or so may be enough.

Dump all of that stuff into your container (You may need a funnel if you're using a soda bottle).
Add a little water.

Next, prep your yeast like it says on the packet. Pour only about 3/8-1/2 of the mixture into the container.
If you're using bread, just get about 4-6 slices and crumble them up. Mixing in a little water may make it easier to put in the container.

Fill the rest of the container up with water but leave about 3/4 of an inch or more air at the top.
Stretch the neck of the balloon over the top of the bottle and make sure its secure and tight.
If you're using a latex glove, do the same thing. If it isn't secure and tight, use duct tape.

Now you let it ferment. Put it in a place with a nice temperature (not too warm, not too cool) that doesn't get too much sun light or other light. A closet's nice for that.
As it ferments, the balloon will fill with air. That's what happens when the sugar and year ferment to make the alcohol.

After its been allowed to set for at least a week, its done.

But there's gonna be some junk at the bottom of the container. That's the dead yeast and the other stuff you put in there.

The best way to get the wine out is to siphon it out with a little clear tube (like the kind you use on an air pump in a fish tank). Siphoning allows gravity to do all of the work. Just don't let it suck up and of the stuff from the bottom.

Put it into a clean container (glass is best but plastic's fine if you're not storing it for too long).

Now you're done!

Here's some points, though:
-The strength is determined by how much yeast and sugar there are in the mix.
-The fruit gives the wine flavor and adds in sugar for fermenting.
-Some people just toss in fresh fruit that's uncleaned and a little water and nothing else. That's because the uncleaned skin of the fruit may have natural yeast on it that got there while it was on the tree/vine/plant.
-Using canned fruit (typically peaches) and bread makes what is commonly known as "Jailhouse Hooch".
-You can easily make some hooch with a big kick with this method.

Anyone got any questions or comments? If so, post 'em!

Try it, people. Its shocking how simple and how little work is involved to keep from having to buy wine/hooch.

-=The Prynce
*Disclaimer: I hold no responsibilty for anything that results from anyone trying the things in this post in any way.

Monday, September 26, 2005

New Addiction

My new addiction, as I said in my last post, is RSS. RSS means 'Really Short Syndication'. Basically, it's a way to get news articles, blog posts and that sort of thing without having to go to the site.

You use a program called an 'aggregator' and you put in the URL of the feed and it goes and fetches new content and you can read it in what-ever format you choose, regardless of the design of the site it gets it from.

Most aggregators also can read ATOM feeds which is good if you read a lot of blogs on Blogger. The only down side about using it for Blogger blogs is that the comments system is not 'syndicated' , so to post or read comments, you'll have to go to the site (which the program that I use takes you to the HTML page for the post when you double click the title).

Anywho, I use it to catch up on my favorite blogs and newspaper comics and things like that. It's very useful...

Click Here to learn more about this stuff. And search Google for 'News Aggregator' to find a program to view RSS and ATOM with.

-=The Prynce

Who's Gonna Be Offended?

I had a thought last night before I went to bed and its stuck with me all day.

I want to do a foreign girl.

Take no offence, Shannon. It has nothing to do with you. Its just something I hope to do some day. lol.

I'm not all that ambitious, though. I'm not talking strictly about hot European girls... I'd settle for a Mexican girl... Even Canadian!

But on a somewhat similar topic, I have advice for both genders. I get a little sick of hearing each gender say how they hate certain things in the other gender so I decided to just make a nice list. They may be perverse, so skip over 'em if you'd like.

For Females:
1) I know its best to just come out and ask for something physical if you want it, but for some reason, its not always hot. It rarely changes in one person, though. If you're aggressive at first and the dude digs it, he'll likely dig it in the future.
2) If a guy won't go down on you, it may or may not be because of your hygiene. To be sure its not that, be sure you wash that stuff! And that's not enough. Douche often. That may create a bit of a mask for the smell that is almost always there regardless of how clean you are. And keep in mind, as time goes on, it gets icky. Even if you're just sitting around. Pissing, farting and even moving make things unpleasant.
Keep in mind, though, that some guys just find the lack of cooperation annoying. If you haven't seen 'Chasing Amy', do so and you'll understand.
3) The best way to get a guy to be all huggy and shit like you may want (if you're that type) is to not nag him about it.
4) Most guys want a girl who's much like a friend that he loves a lot and sleeps with. Don't try to pretend to be like him or his friends by faking interest in things. No matter how good you think you are at pretending, most guys can see right through that shit.
Let him do his hobbies and shit and don't worry so much about 'together time'. It'll happen eventually and it will be better because he won't resent it.
5) Don't change yourself for a guy. If a guy wants you to change how you are, that's a sly way of saying he doesn't want to be with you. He just expects you to have enough self-respect to not take that shit.

For Males:
1) If a girl's whiny, bitchy, childish, etc. and you don't like it... Leave. It will not get any better. There may be times when it all is slightly lulled but she's the same person and she's coming back... Just gradually.
2) Most of the same as in #2 apply to you (just not the part about douching). Shower at least daily. And not just at night. People get stinky and sweat at night. If you're only going to shower once a day, do it in the morning or afternoon before you leave home for the first time.
Also, don't use spray deodorant. It doesn't last. And clear is rarely any better.
And I have it on pretty good authority that woman hate tighty-whities. Apparently, they make your 'berries' smell really bad really fast. Not just that, but they don't give you much room. I've been out of those bitches since 4th grade!
3) In the same stadium as #2, women tend to like men who are at least somewhat clean as far as their surroundings go. They tend to be very disgusted and turned off by putrid clothing and food left out for even a day or more. Think about how easy it would be to just toss something when you're done with it. It isn't that hard. And wash clothes when they're dirty! Don't let them stack up and get icky.
And keep your car clean. It doesn't even have to be a nice car, but if its clean then you'll be in good shape. The outside is sort of important but the inside is more so. If you eat fast food, trash your shit when you get out of your car next. I've seen roaches inside of a friend's car before (sorry dude, lol. I won't reveal your name but you know who you are, lol) and I'm sure something like that would have turned a sexy lass off, even if she were uber-horny. Keep your shit in order and they'll see you as someone with... well... their shit in order. Women tend to like that.
To sum things up, woman are very keen on scents.
4) Be sure you've got some balls. Its one thing to shut up so you can be civil, but if you don't stick up for yourself just so you can be sure to get some or what-ever, then she'll have you by the balls. And those relationships never work out. By the time they're over, you'll have alienated your friends and no one will have anything to do with you.
5) Don't be afraid of intimacy! Even the coolest of women still dig that. Don't over-do it with too much too fast or anything like that, though, or rest assured, it will get old fast for you and her and things will be shit. Physicality ain't all of it, but once you're bored with it or it becomes redundant, your entire relationship will crash and burn.

So what do you all think? Am I right? Am I totally wrong? Let me know. Comment on this post.

And none of these were targeted at anyone. They are just observations I have made over time. I realize that every person is different and I hate to generalize, but generalizing has its purpose no matter how bad it may be. I know some of them were crude and seemed silly, but "I calls 'em like I sees 'em".

But now that I'm sure many of you may see me as a jerk, etc., I think I'm done for tonight. *yawn* I'm a little tired.

Seriously, though... I'm gonna try really hard to post about my adventures in Hurricane Ophelia a couple of weeks ago as well as a new 'addiction' of mine. Here's a hint... It deals with RSS.

Until then... Drink your own urine, you sick fucks.

-=The Prynce

Saturday, September 24, 2005

They Call Me Mecha-Godzilla, Bitch!

Just thought I'd let you all know that my water seems to be back to its regular color. Its now clear.

Check back in the next few days, too. I'm gonna have a really cool movie that I made up on here for downloading in the next couple of days. Its short and stupid, but I like it. Its a stop-motion movie, by the way.

Last night I went out to eat along with my parents, Shannon and Rian. We went to Sheff's in Pembroke, NC.
It was OK but I'm posting about the town. I love it.
Its almost wholly compromised of people of Native American descent and you can tell. There was a road named 'Dream Catcher', every car had a dream catcher on the rear view mirror, there were stores named things like "Mother Earth", and... Well... Mostly everyone looked like it.

Tatanka, the former WWE/WWF wrestler actually grew up and lived in Pembroke for a long time.
There is also a branch of The University of North Carolina (UNC) there.

We happened to pass by a park at about 9PM and there were people singing and playing instruments and things. That's sort of uncommon around here, lol. It was probably a church group, though.

I've been to the town before but not for some time. I've been on a few field trips to the university when I was in middle school.

But enough of that great town.

Speaking of UNC, they beat NC State today. Fuckin' aye! Its a pretty big rivalry in the Carolinas. Plus it was the first win for the Tar Heels this season.

So maybe I'll have my way with football in the coming days, too.

As always, I'm hoping The Panthers win and the Patriots lose. But on top of it all this week, the Patriots are playing the Steelers and, for those of you who don't know, they're fuckin' amazing. I think they're undefeated this season so far, unlike the Patriots.
The Steelers had an undefeated season last year, too. And they beat the Patriots last year. They were the last team to beat the Patriots before Carolina did last week.

But I have to end this entry now. I'll leave you with my worse wishes towards Tom Brady and the Patriots against the Steelers.

Lose, bitches!

-=The Prynce

Friday, September 23, 2005

And it volumizes!

Hey bitches. How's it?

Anyone out there using Google Desktop?
Mine's being lame. It won't show itself when I hover on the extreme right of my screen. The bastard.

I have white water now.
Dig, I live down a dirt road (we're in the South, people) and every few years, they send people out to cut back some wild growth of small trees and weeds and shit so they won't go into the road. And seemingly like every 10-15 years, they send trucks with orange clay dirt in it to put on the road to prevent it from forming troughs when we get a lot of rain.
Well between those two bits of maintenance, someone fucked up.
At the end of my road where it meets a paved road (you can see it from my window), we have a little stream the flows under the road. You can see it on both sides and up until recently, you could see the bits of the stone tube thingy that ran beneath the road sticking out on either side.
But during the cutting and dirt laying and all, it seems as though they busted up the concrete thing the water ran through under our road. Not only that, they screwed up the steam so much that it was forming more of a swamp down there.

But like two days ago they came to fix it. Apparently, they dug up the road right there and took up the concrete thingy and replaced it with a black plastic one. They also tried to fix it so that the stream would stop backing up and actually flow (which probably hasn't worked but its hard to tell since its dry lately.).

It seemed as all would be well. Then it rained a little bit.

The sides of my road where they had done work at were already more narrow after the work but then it rained a small amount and the dirt turned to mud all the way through were they'd just placed it. Someone's car is gonna fall in the dry stream bed. You can see tire tracks about 8 inches from the edge and you can tell it started to make their car slide down there. Also, its making my road more and more narrow. Soon, I fear being trapped in my own home. =-O

Now about my water being white... yeah. My water is white.
Apparently in doing all of their work, they had to dig up my phone lines and water lines. On my way out on the day they finished, I actually saw the phone cables on top of the dirt on my road. They'd sprayed it orange...
But anywho, something somehow turned my water white. Like, REALLY white. While they were working, you could tell there was air in the pipes which was funky but fine, but then I was in the shower and I realized that the water in the bottom of the tub was white. It looks like a mix of baking soda and water and it's kinda strange. It tastes no different or anything... but MY WATER IF FUCKING WHITE!

I know I've over-told this story by branching off into things that are hardly relevant (I have OCD, bitches), but I basically just wanted it ask if any of you know what the hell can make water white like that? It's a few days later and all is still white. I mean, it's not whipped cream white, but if you fill up my bathroom basin, you can hardly see to the bottom.

Anyone got anything? My water's kind of freaking me out.

-=The Prynce

Monday, September 19, 2005

McDonalds' French Flies Kick Ass

I was just having a bite from McDonalds when I happened to look at the fry I was about to pop into my mouth.


It had a fly or mosquito stuck to it and what I thought was a short peice of hair. It wasn't hair. It was a leg from the insect.

My meal was done at that point but not entirely from disgust. Mostly, it was so I could take a few pictures of the 'French Fly'.

Wanna see? You know you do, bitches...

So there's one of the pictures I took. I know... It's blurry. Deal. That's me fingers on ye left. The little speck, as it seems to be, is the icky insect. I wish it would have been clearer but... you know how digital cameras are about focusing on little shit.

And here's another shot of it. Again, it's but a speck in these pictures, but it's really about the size of a BB if BBs were shaped like mosquitos.

So... Fuck McDonalds of Dillon, SC. They never use enough salt and their food is typically horrible.

Hope you've enjoyed my post. I may edit later but for now, WWE Raw is on.

-=The Prynce

Sunday, September 18, 2005

I could have been a contender! I could have been a somebody!

After I got home tonight, I did my typical routine of grabbing something to drink and flipping through the channels. Now, though I have DirecTV which has about a billion and a half channels, I didn't expect to find anything on worth watch. After all, it is a Saturday night.

But I did come across something that I'd wanted to see during it original airing on CBS a few months ago. It was AFI's top 100 movie quotes from the past 100 years.
I missed probably about 30-40 of them, but I was slightly shocked at how so many of them are now in our language and culture and shit and very few of us know it.

The top 3 quotes, I probably agree with.

3. "I could have been a contender!" in the amazing speech by Marlon Brando in 'On the Waterfront'.
2. "I'm going to make him an offer he can't refuse..." once again by Marlon Brando in the great epic, 'The Godfather'.
1. "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn." as spoken by Clark Gable in the American classic, 'Gone With the Wind'.

I was still sort of shocked to see some of the quotes that didn't make it into the list. Some gems! Some of my favorites.

One, for example, is the often parodied "Say hell to my little friend!" from 'Scarface'. It could have been on there in the first part that I didn't see, but if not, I'm a little shocked. Given, that was far from the best quote in the film, but it's probably the most popular. My personal favorite is the 'bad guy' speech Tony makes in the restaurant. That and him berating his wife about wanting a baby. But they're a little on the profane side so I understand them not choosing them.

Then we have 'Trainspotting' and though it isn't an American film, it's very quoteable if for nothing than Rent's 'Choose Life' bits at the beginning and the end. And that's just one small part. The entire movie is full of great lines.

Other movies with great quotes are things like 'Airplane!', 'Taxi Driver' (the 'you talkin to me' bit made it to the list), 'Pulp Fiction', 'Blazing Saddles', 'Monty Python and the Holy Grail', 'The Princess Bride', 'This Is Spinal Tap', and the list goes on and on and on! Check my Blogger profile for the movies that I love. Many of them were cut off, though, as I had too many listed.

But what about YOU? What are you guys' favorite movie quotes? I know all of you have to have at least just one so leave a comment with your favorite quote. Even if you've never been here and never plan to come here again, give me your quote!

That's all for now, people. I promise to do that post about the final day of 'Operation Reverse Evacuation' ASAP. I's just lazy.

-=The Prynce

Saturday, September 17, 2005

I Really Am A Bad Person After All

I just watched something else tonight and again, I am disappointed at how I reacted to it.

I watch 'The Last Samurai" with Tom Cruise and I liked it.

But its ok. Tom Cruise wasn't that great in it, it was just a great story and lots of great supporting actors.

So I can still say "FUCK YOU TOM CRUISE!"

I went to the local highschool football game tonight. I use the term 'game' loosely. Our team won like 48-0... Maybe it was 45-0... I don't remember.
I mean, the score was 31-0 at the half... It wasn't much of a thrilling game. North Myrtle Beach may be a cool place to visit, but they can't raise athletes for shit. I guess that's why the pride of that city is Vanna White, not the NMB Chiefs.
The score was almost higher, even, but Dillon fumbled on like the 2 yard line... The fucks.

But it is redemption. The Dillon Wildcats (my town's highschool team) lost last week to my friend Darrell's alma mater, Marlboro County. It was my alma mater against his and, shockingly, he won. Dillon played like shit.

In other news, it is fucking annoying to call someone multiple times at 3AM after they tell you they plan to go to bed early because they aren't feeling well, just because you're worried about them not feeling well. It's fucking retarded.

But I guess that people are fain to worry about me since I committed suicide my senior year of highschool. That, I'll explain later but for now I'll just say that I was absent from school and my ex g/f said she was afraid I hurt myself b/c of her and everyone thought I was dead since I didn't come which lead to my friend Matt being pulled from his class by my concerned French teacher / 3rd or 4th cousin.


-=The Prynce

Friday, September 16, 2005

Phone Call

Apparently, my doctor's office has yet to call in my prescription to my pharmacy like they told me they would yesterday.

Bitches need to call it in!

Dig, I need this one thing refilled without having to go back in for a check-up because in a month or less, I'll be having to go for a check-up because of two of my other medications. That's right, bitches. I'm heavily medicated, but that's for YOUR protection. =P

But I'm seriously getting pissed. I'm about to have to call up there again and see if they're going to do it or not and while that sounds easy to most people, I have all sorts of anxiety disorders so its hell for me to do.

I hope they fucking do it, though, as I wanna go to a football game tonight, which I can't do if I'm still in the doctor's office!

Anywho, I'm gonna go call the bitches yet again. Wish me luck. I may snap.

-=The Prynce

"Shit! Charlie Got Molested!"

I just watched (like an hour or two ago) one of the funniest shows I've seen in a while, 'It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia', and I have to say... I feel bad about something.

The entire show was about child molestation and I laughed my ass off through the entire thing and it makes me feel guilty.

Dig, there are these 4 friends and two of them went to middle school together and they see in the paper that some brothers were molested by the PE teacher that they both had but the paper only said it was in the late 80's and that they were brothers.

The strange and almost quite one of the group, Charlie, kind of takes off out of the room without saying much and the others are like "Shit! Charlie got molested!", hence the title of this post...

So they find out who the brothers were and two of the friends (who are actually brother and sister) watch Charlie go to their apartment so they think they know he was molested without a doubt. In reality, he's in there telling the brothers they're full of shit and he knows they weren't molested and they tell him he gave them the idea like a year before while he was drunk off his ass and that they'd just say it was all his idea if he went to the cops.

So his friends have an intervention for him about his molestation and he lies and admits to it and they go to the police station and he says he needs to see a detective about sodomy and he talks to him and rats out the other guys.

During all of this, the other friend is trying to get molested by the coach and trying to figure out why he wasn't molested because he thought he was attractive enough as a kid.

But, yeah, they all find out he wasn't molested, thus ending the season.

So am I fucked up for laughing at a show about child molestation? I mean, it's a comedic show! And it was really fucking funny! And during the episode, everyone kept saying this one guy was definitely going to hell for his view on the whole thing and... Yeah.

Anywho, it was incredibly funny and I feel guilty but... I don't care.

Sorry this post was so boring, though. I promise another boring post really soon! Probably about the trip I just took to the beach.


-=The Prynce

Monday, September 12, 2005

Reverse Evacuation!

There's a hurricane/tropical storm headed for the Carolina coast and... I'm so jacked!

It should hit land late Tuesday or early Wednesday. And we are making a special trip down to Myrtle Beach so we can enjoy the storm with Darrell.

It's probably going to be either a strong tropical storm or a category 1 hurricane when it makes landfall which will likely happen in NC either on the cape or near Wilmington. Myrtle Beach is pretty close to the NC border so we should get some nice winds. It'd gonna sort of graze the SC coast near were we will be.

I've seen hurricane and tropical storms before complete with the very high winds but this will be the first time I will see if on the coast itself. I figured that a storm of this strength would be good to pop my cherry with storms on the coast.
Darrell rode out a tropical storm last year in the same beach front hotel we'll be at this time and he said it was really cool, but slightly scary since he was there alone.

I have only a few concerns to speak of. For one, storm surge. I don't know that this storm will have much of a surge, but it still worries me. A big enough surge and batter a building's foundation and take it to the ground.
Another concern of mine is a power-outage. There aren't too many trees in Myrtle Beach that I would think would be in danger of falling on lines, but three could be some amount of airborne debris even with such a weak storm that could possible mess up lines.
And that leads to my final concern of the moment-- Debris. Again, its a weak sort of storm so it's not likely that chucks of buildings will be flying about, but 80 MPH winds can still put many dangerous things into the air. Hold your hand out of a car window while doing 60 on the Interstate. Feel all of that pressure? Add 1/3 more pressure and that's about the strength of this storm. And those will be the sustained winds... In other words, they'll be steady without slowing and it doesn't include gusts that may be far over. Again, it's nothing amazing but those are still abnormally high winds. And the possibility of tornados... That can't be ignored.

But I'm going to force my fears aside and brave it out down there. Even if we only get minimal tropical storm winds, I'd be happy. I love that sort of thing.

I'll do some audioposting while I'm down there while outside if possible. I'm also going to take some pictures with my digital camera and we're going to get some video footage.

Just thought I'd let you all know about my plan of stupidity!

Comment, people!

I'll try to post again if anything else grabs my attention before leaving tomorrow so keep an eye out.

-=The Prynce

Thursday, September 08, 2005

"Short People Got No Reason To Live"

I promised a post today explaining why I think many may find me so far out of the 'norm'. It's simple.

My family has a history of rebellion.

Let me start with Captain Volentine/Valentine Rowell. He was a captain in the Revolutionary War. He was my Great Great Great Great Grandfather. The fact that he was a captain in the revolt against Britain shows that he clearly was a rather rebellious person.

But let me skip forward to the Civil War.

As some of you probably know, the Civil War started in SC when SC succeeded from the Union. The first shots of the war were fired in SC at Fort Sumter in Charleston.
A relative of mine (I'm not sure of his exact lineage in relation to mine, only that he's now, through the generations, a very distant cousin), William B. Rowell was a state congressman for Marion County (which encompassed modern day Marion County, Dillon County, Florence County, and bits of others). He was one of the people to sign the succession of South Carolina from the United States.

So as far as he goes, one of my relatives was one of about 100 men that were responsible for the start of the Civil War.

In a closer and more direct lineage, I had many people in my family to actually fight for the rebel South in the war.

My Great Great Grandfather, David Rowell was a private in the war as were his brothers John H. Rowell, Jeremiah Rowell and Jesse R. Rowell. One of their brothers, James Volentine/Valentine Rowell was a 5th Sgt. and was captured in the battle at Petersburg, VA. He later died in a POW camp in Elmira, NY.

I had many others in my family in the Civil War and probably in the Revolutionary War, too. I know at least one relative on my paternal grandfather's side was supposed to be in the war. His name was Julius Cox.
Many people from my maternal side were in the war(s) as well.

My point in posting all of this is this: Maybe rebelliousness is genetic! That wouldn't explain why so many of my family on both sides are dull and content with 'status quo', but... so? lol.
I wouldn't call myself the 'black sheep' of my family. To me, the 'black sheep' is supposed to be a trouble maker or at least that's how most people see it. I'm just the one that doesn't fit in with the rest of the family. I'm just more of an outcast in my family than a trouble-maker.

And no I'm not 'bragging' that my family was on the Confederate side of the war. But I do feel the need to clarify something that is often mistaken. The Civil War was not over slavery. It was about the rights of states over the rights of the federal government.
A modern example today would be the whole gay marriage thing. The South of then would want states to decide for themselves if it's to be legal in their states while the North would be like Bush and everyone trying to outlaw it in each state regardless of that state's own thoughts.

Given, the South was largely in favor of slavery. But African-Americans fought for the South and while I'm sure some where forced to, some volunteered and were free at the time. But there was slavery in the North, too. It just wasn't as big up there. And slavery changed very little after the war because the former slaves could not find jobs so they stayed with their former masters and worked for small amounts of food just as they had in slavery.

Luckily, I've found no evidence that any of my Rowell family had any slaves. Some of my Jones family did, though, and I've found evidence that one of my Cox relatives may have had one servant.
I'm not defending slavery AT ALL here, people. I'm sure you all know that I'm FAR too liberal for that shit, lol. So please don't mistake my comments for that. I'm ASHAMED that my family owned slaves. It sort of pisses me off. Instead, my comments were simply to tell you all that, in spite of what you were taught, slavery was not the sole or even the main reason for the war.

That's about all I have, folks. Sorry to all of you who actually believed me when I said this might end up being at least SLIGHTLY interesting, lol. But if you're a fuckin' geek like me, maybe you actually did give a damn.

And I forgot to include this in my last post which is kind of silly since it was the reason for my calling it 'Sasquatch'. It's a quote about following your dreams. It'll follow my signature in this post.

And here's that...

-=The Prynce

"It doesn't matter what you look like on the outside, whether you're white, black, or Sasquatch, even. As long as you follow your dream, no matter how crazy or against the law it is... except for Sasquatch. If you're Sasquatch, the rules are different."
-Sire Meatwad of Jersey


I've not nearly as much time to post as I would normally want but I figured I'd still post to give those of you bored enough to read me something to do.

The NFL's first regular season game is tomorrow night. FUCK YES! Finally. Given, it is The Patriots (whom I hate) against The Raiders, but one of my main reasons for posting right now is to go ahead and tell you people before their first game that I think The Raiders may end up being AFC champions this year... Ok so maybe not, but I do think they're going to do VERY well this year.
As some of you may know, they've now got Randy Moss (and though that means The Vikings are without him now, they're a great team, too, and they will survive. Mike Tice looks too mean to want to let down.). And not to mention other notables such as Kerry Collins, Doug Gabriel, and their kicker Sebastian Janikowski.
So for more information on the Oakland roster, stats, etc. Click Here for their Yahoo team page thingy.
The game is at 8PM EST tomorrow night on ABC so check that shit out.

And people, George Bush is not 100% to blame for all of the shit and flub-ups in New Orleans. He's only about 95% to blame. I mean, local and state government gets an assload of blame too but Bush IS largely to blame if not directly than through some of the shit people he's put in charge over his term thus far.

The guy's an idiot. It's kinda simple and sad... Like him. =)

But I'm off to bed for now, people. I'll probably post tomorrow if I can. I plan to tell you all why I think I turned out to be so far out of main stream though it seems that, being from my area, I was pre-disposed to it.
You'll learn a little history about my past and where I come from as well as some possible genetic reasons... It could actually be a (dare I say) slightly interesting post.

So stay tuned, motherfuckers!

-=The Prynce

Monday, September 05, 2005

You Can't Over-Love Your Underwear!

Hello again!

Sorry for not posting over the past week or so I've just been busy... or at least lazy.

My beach trip was nice. We didn't get to do as much as we'd planned but we got the hell out of Dillon so that was cool. Most of our trip was documented in my three most recent and rambling audioposts. I listed to them after we got back and... wow. I think I'll only be audioposting in the future only when it's an urgent post or something.

But after the last post, I got about 4 hours of sleep (and not very good sleep with Shannon waking up just to bitch at everything/everyone.
Then I got up and we watched CNN to see what Hurricane Katrina had done to the Gulf Coast and it was horrible. But more on that later.

We all showered and everything. Darrell made a run to McDonald's but forgot my fuckin' parfait! But we all ate and by then it was time to pack up.
So we did just that. We packed up and I was miserable because it had gotten hot in the room from all the showers and the opening and closing of the door. But still, we packed. Then we took our stuff down to Darrell's friend's car and Shannon, Rian and myself went and waited for the bus. That was a miserable experience. It was hot and I was already hot from the room anyway and the breeze was steady but it was rather hot itself.
But the bus came and it was nice on there. We took it down to The Viking were Darrell was working (he wasn't supposed to have anyone in his friend's car so we just met him there) and waited for a lady to leave and we went inside where it was nice and cool. That place had a nice lobby... lol.
Shannon resurrected BS from my blog and her's in the lobby while we were chilling with Darrell. Rian played as though it was HIS lobby (and it was, lol). I spent about $5 on sodas because I was dying of thirst, plus the section of the sub-lobby place with the stairs to the machines was glass and had a nice view of the pool. This one lass was sun-bathing and I took a few shots of her (she was topless but lying face-down but she had a great ass on her though she looked like she may be in her 40's and if she stood, it'd flop down a few feet) but all of my photos from the trip were deleted by the time we got back.

We hung out in the lobby for a few hours while watching TV and stuff. Rian was standing at the door with his face pressed to it and blowing. Strange little man... We saw Shannon's dad (who was in town for a law enforcement seminar) drive by at one point. But when we left, we went to The Olive Garden.
I have to say, with the hot waitresses and hostesses, it was cool. My herb-grilled salmon was excellent. Everyone else wanted pasta or some crap but salmon's the shit so... ya.
The main hostess at the door was HOT! Her face and body overall was only slightly above average but that ass... Ah yeah. It had to come at least 6 inches or more out from the small of her back. And it wasn't a fat flabby big ass. It was rather perky and flexed when she took a step but it had that nice little giggle to it, too. And it wasn't all that big. It was perfect. And I'm not an ass-man! But I did take some pictures of it but they were also deleted. =(

After leaving there we rode by the Blue Moon Boutique for some pagan shopping but it was closed so we went to Barefoot Landing.
We found a bathroom for Shannon's mom and then we went to Black Market Minerals to buy Rian a crystal. Since he was born, he's always stared at and played with mine. So Shannon got one for him and one for herself. I bought a bitchin' pendulum. I'll post a picture sometime.
I want to think we did something else while there but I'm drawing a blank. Shannon, if you remember feel free to post a comment and let me know what I left out.
I know we went to Build-A-Bear and Shannon's mom promised to get Rian a bear next time we went but that took like 3 minutes.

Then we went home.


As I said earlier, I'd post something about Katrina. She's a bitch.
But really. That was a terrible storm. Being from SC and no more than an hour from the coast, I have had many experiences with hurricanes.
My first was the infamous Hurricane Hugo. Now for some reason, people don't remember Hugo. It hit the coast of Charleston, SC on 9/21/1989. Charleston, for those of you who don't know, is near the Southern tip of SC. I live in the Northern area (of the coastal plains) about 3 hours away. But Hugo fucked this state up.
Myrtle Beach is at the other end of the coast in comparison to Charleston and it was almost flattened. I've seen the pictures of our favorite hotel, The Vancouver, after Hugo hit and, though it was at least 100 miles from where the eyewall came ashore, the building was virtually non-existent. Almost the only thing left were the hanging lamps in the rooms and a few cinder walls. If my friend Darrell can get the GM of the Vancouver to scan those pictures, I'll post 'em.
But where I live, as stated, it about 3 hours from Charleston. We lost power, had trees blown down, lots of destruction, and tornados. Given, the only things that were leveled or badly damaged were warehouses and mobile homes and shit, but still...

But my memories from that time are a little sketchy 'cause I was pretty young.

A local weather man spoke to my GATEway class in middle school and said that Hugo spawn so many tornados that they just stopped counting after 200. That's a lot of twisters, people.

I think Hugo is so often forgotten because of Andrew. It hit Florida in 1992, I think. As far as power and all goes, it was only a little worse than Hugo. It just hit Florida and leveled everything and Florida can't handle hurricanes because they're a penninsula. So mother natured razed Florida and because of inflation, population, and a few other things, Andrew cost more. But Hugo was still bad and its almost a little annoying that its so forgotten.

Here are some pages with pictures from Hugo:
Hugo's Effect on part of the Caribbean
A Bridge Near Charleston During the Storm
Before & After Photos at Folly Beach
Hugo Plays with Boats
A Hugo Survivor's Story w/ Photo

If you'd like to see more, just search Google Images for "Hurricane Hugo", including the quotation marks.

Then more recently, we had hurricane Floyd. I think that was in 1999 or 1998. It wasn't nearly as bad as it almost was. It was a HUGE storm-- The biggest I think I've ever seen. And at one time just before it hit land, it was either a category 4 or 5. But just before it hit land, it dropped down to a category 1. It was sort of a slow moving storm, too. THAT is why it was so memorable and destructive. The winds were minimal but the rains were HEAVY, the storm was WIDE and it was moving very SLOWLY. Almost everywhere in NC and the more NE section of SC had at least some flooding problems. But in some places, it was really horrible. Whole towns completely under water (rooftops included).
But that goes to show that even low category storms can pummel you.

But as horrible as hurricanes are, we're used to them down here. People evacuate and all but they're still used to them, much like Florida. We're in misery when they hit but we know we're prone to them but no one leaves.

My area is actually kind of a bad place to be as far as natural disasters go. While we almost rarely have to deal with them, we're prone to all of them.
Hurricanes, floods, tornados (not just from hurricanes, either), earthquakes (Charleston's set on a giant fault line and from what I've heard, the inter-costal waterway all along the SC coast was made by a fault, meaning it's on one.), and even blizzards.

Hmmm... Maybe that's why this place is shit. Companies don't want to put things here because they know nature may just fuck it up at any moment.

Wow, I need to move.

-=The Prynce

Sunday, August 28, 2005

I Disappear

Well, I haven't had time or a chance to post in the past few days so I must say I'm sorry for that.

But fear not. Again, barring any last minute surprises, I shall be going to Myrtle Beach tomorrow and coming back on Tuesday. I plan to audioblog at least a few times while I'm gone so come back and tune in.

I may also post from my WAP service on my phone since audioposts can take a while to download if I make them too long and you're on dial-up.

But check back. I'll do AT LEAST one audio post tomorrow. While I won't be able to respond to your comments (I may be able to but I doubt I will be able to), I will be able to read them so if you have any questions or anything you'd like me to tell you all about, let me know and I'll do it on my next audio/WAP post.

Keep tuned in, mothas!

-=The Prynce

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Worst That Could Happen

Worst That Could Happen
by The Brooklyn Bridge

(Words and music by Jim Webb)

Girl, I heard you're getting married
Heard you're getting married, this time you're really sure
And this is the end, they say you really mean it
This guy's the one that makes you feel so safe, so sane and so secure
And, baby, if he loves you more than me
Maybe it's the best thing
Maybe it's the best thing for you
But it's the worst that could happen to me

I'll never get married
Never get married, you know that's not my scene
But a girl like you needs to be married
I've known all along you couldn't live forever in between
And, baby, if he loves you more than me
Maybe it's the best thing
Maybe it's the best thing for you
But it's the worst that could happen to me

And, girl, I don't really blame you for having a dream of your own
Hey, girl, I don't really blame you
A woman like you needs a house and a home, baby
If he really loves you more than me
Maybe it's the best thing
Maybe it's the best thing for you
But it's the worst that could happen

Oh, girl, don't wanna get married
Girl, I'm never, never gonna marry, no no
No, it's the worst that could happen
The worst that could happen
Oh, girl, the worst that could happen

Thursday, August 25, 2005

"Operator, Let's Forget About This Call..."

Quick post, folks.

I'll be going to the beach this coming Monday barring any changes/flub-ups. I plan to do at least a few audio posts from down there and perhaps some short posts from a WAP email service.
All I care about is that I'm getting the fuck out of this place for a while. Myrtle Beach may be only an hour away, but it's a whole other fuckin' state of mind. I'm hoping my problems won't follow me, though the source of many of them will be with me (Don't misinterpret this as an attack on anyone. It's just a simple statement of fact.).

But before then, I hope to start a new post idea I'm kicking around that is tentatively titled "Fuck You! / Fuck Yes!".

FX is the greatest network out there right now.
It is the home of great shows like 'Rescue Me', 'Over There', 'The Shield', '30 Days', and now... two great comedies, 'Starved' and 'It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia'.
You people need to give all of those shows a chance. Check your local guides and all. The Shield and 30 Days are presently in the off-season and FX doesn't even show re-runs, but the others are still on weekly (and repeat throughout the week) and they're worth it.
Personally, I'm partial to 'Rescue Me' as my dad is a volunteer fireman and I love Dennis Leary... So... yeah. It's a great show and very powerful (as is 'Over There') and touched with the amazing comedy touch of Leary, whom is seemingly over every aspect of the show.

So watch FX a lot and... Watch my blog. If I can ever get rid of the BS people keep putting in my life, I'll get back to posting more regularly.

But that's all for tonight. I'm tired and bed calls.

-=The Prynce

Tuesday, August 23, 2005

This is what it sounds like...

I've lyrics to post! I've liked this song for a really long time but as of late, it's reminded me of a past relationship or two 'cause of how the singer feels about the other person; all nervous and all about each other.

Oddly enough, it is by Prince and the Revolution. While my name did NOT come from that Prince, I still think he's cool and I love his music.

But I'll post something else ASAP. I have a few ideas that I'll talk about soon, too. Stay tuned.

-=The Prynce

When Doves Cry(Prince and the Revolution)

Dig if you will the picture
Of you and I engaged in a kiss
The sweat of your body covers me
Can you my darling
Can you picture this?

Dream if you can a courtyard
An ocean of violets in bloom
Animals strike curious poses
They feel the heat
The heat between me and you

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold? (So cold)
Maybe I'm just to demanding
Maybe I'm just like my father too bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

Touch if you will my stomach
Feel how it trembles inside
You've got the butterflies all tied up
Don't make me chase you
Even doves have pride

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world so cold? (World so cold)
Maybe I'm just to demanding
Maybe I'm just like my father too bold
Maybe you’re just like my mother
She's never satisfied (She's never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other
This is what it sounds like
When doves cry

How can you just leave me standing?
Alone in a world that's so cold? (A world that's so cold)
Maybe I'm just to demanding (Maybe, maybe I'm like my father)
Maybe I'm just like my father too bold (Ya know he's too bold)
Maybe you’re just like my mother (Maybe you’re just like my mother)
She's never satisfied (She's never, never satisfied)
Why do we scream at each other (Why do we scream, why)
This is what it sounds like

When doves cry
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)
When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry)

Don't Cry (Don't Cry)

When doves cry
When doves cry
When doves cry

When doves cry (Doves cry, doves cry, doves cry
Don't cry
Darling don't cry
Don't cry
Don't cry
Don't don't cry