Friday, January 28, 2011

Louie Louie by the Kingsmen

The anthem of a generation:



I was 18 in 1963, and this was, up until the Vietnam War heated up and we were all being drafted, the anthem of our generation. Never mind the words, it was all about the beat...

2 Comments:

Kold_Kadavr_flatliner said...

Me, too, brudda. I got tooo much time on my hands, too. So, as you're wating patiently for Jesus to call you Home, as I am, I do something ultimately productive with my Finite Existence. Preach online. Just make a statement about what you believe to be the truth, then, blog it to everybody you know or people you don't know. Thar's more of those, brudda. Here's an example of what I do. I say this --- "You’re most certainly entitled to your whorizontal belief; however, if I alone cannot audit the Fed in this Great Depression, I certainly CAN reflect on where our angst leads U.S. Lets get past alla the hypocritical BS of religion we arrogant mortals think and focus on how infinitely teeny-tiny our existence is. 88ish meeesly years VS. the length and breadth of eternity?? C’mon, pal. Whether you wanna believe-me-or-not, is certainly up to one person, you; however, you alone outta the billions of human beings have a precious, indelible soul. I personally don’t wanna lose you. See ya soon. God bless." I blog to atheists.

Farnsworth68 said...

Yeah, well, okay, dude...
I believe that you have now done your duty, and when I'm not in line for the halo and wings, it won't be your fault. You tried, so your conscience should be clean.
I'll bet it isn't, though... Don't you think that there might be one point, one argument, one proof that would "get" to me and save my soul? Does that thought keep you awake at night? Will the screams of my torment in hell break through the seams of the spheres and haunt you for eternity?