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I am reading this book called Eat Pray Love. I a quite enjoying it :-) At this point in the story the woman is in Rome, and her friend tells her that the word of the city is SEX. He theorizes that all places can be summed up in a word. And if you don't sync up with that word, it is probably not the place for you to reside.
So in one gross generalization, sum up your city, and sum up yourself!!!
My word (recently) is OVER-ANALYZE
The word of LA in the book is SUCEED, but what I witness is DO!!!
Wow! I'm really mentally pouring over that one.
I love stuff like this that makes me think.... in the manner as this does. I'll contemplate this, and get back with ya. This is a great thread.
my city: bumfuck
me: love
Lame / Lame
Hey, guess I do fit in here.
my city is a hole.
and me? for you, I could be. :thumb:
thanks to the wonders of pollen allergy, I can do this one in style:-
My city: congestion
Me: congested
City: Walmart
Myself: Blargh
City: Lots to offer
Me: Lots to offer
My City: quiet
Me: content
city:dead
me: still-kickin'
city: abundant
me: confused
City: Relaxing
Me: Recovering
you people are hillarious!
hopefully that's not a polite way of starting the sentenceQuote:
Originally Posted by Scar
.... and I'm glad you all live a thousand miles from me.
i wish i lived a thousand miles from me :(
oh wait, i do :mdance:
My City - Chavsville.
Me - Sick.
meh cit-ay: wholesome rednecks
me: annoyed