Friday, January 21, 2011
Paulie and Angie Discuss Proust
Paulie feels that Marcel Proust’s fractured subjectivity is noted precisely by its lack of moral certainty, and it is here that Proust locates his critique of the alienation of modernity.
Angie disagrees, arguing that Proust’s fractured and emotive narrative style was simply a byproduct of the emerging episodic newspaper publishing cycles of the period, and it is in Proust’s critique of language itself that Proust critiques the realm of the psychoanalytic.
Who will win this debate?
The answer?
Affliction gets poon.
Oh, and First.
Who will win?
The easy answer is that we all lose.
Wow that’s a pretty dope mini-haiku I just put up there.
we all win once their head’s explode from the pressure it takes for them to spell Proust upon hearing it
I’m glad Paulie was able to take a few hours away from his job calculating launch trajectories or removing temporal lobe tumors to discuss Proust with Angie
Paulie counters with a boob grab, which ends all debates.
I’m not gonna sit here and pretend like I could beat anyone in this debate, but I will sit here and catch a beat to Angie’s miracle bra boobies.
Paulie, he’s at least taken the time to study À la recherche du temps perdu in its original french while Angie has just been working with translations. While the greater themes can be discussed and drawn out by either, it’s in the subtle nuances of the french language that have helped Paulie to gain a sensitivity to Proust’s perspective. Angie does have reason though that Paulie is just being pretentious when he pretends not to know what you’re talking about when you refer to In Search of Lost Time and chides you for bringing up a Brendan Frasier movie.
Proust will read them silly and the conclusion will be an old school Catholic abortion. Sorry but that is the way I roll .Son of God. Son.
Wow… look at those Tits.. ohh there’s Hott there too…
Angie will win. Because, boobies.
The End.
… and the I’s (eyes?) have it!
Boobage FTW
Ass Pear time Boss.
My first thought was that Paulie does not have a prayer of wining the debate, then I noticed the rosary around his neck and realize he has the tools for prayer…
However, then I also noticed BOOBIES! and that was all she wrote… the winner in any debate always goes to the BOOBIES! NSN Licks Angie’s for the win! =)~
Whoa…check out the Wheezer box up in the upper right corner…you guys seein’ that, or is it just me?
I reject her as a nottahott because she’s got a big ol’ peanut shaped head like Alanis Morissette and I hate Alanis Morissette more than Walter Mondale. Oh how I loathe Alanis Morissette. I just want to punch her in her flaccid rubberish cockk.
@DarkSock:
for you:
“Here’s alanis Morrissette with her new single,
“Pfffffaaaaaaaaaahhh”
WTF is Proust talking about? He had 33 fights last year for the New York Rangers and he’s spouting about moral certainty or the lack thereof? Shut up and throw haymakers
.
Well feed me nail and call me Rusty! I had no idea that “Groooooooooooooo” had so many meanings. Shit my day is over now, I learned something.
Tweeting: He’s doing it wrong.
Jagged Little Shrill
Wgy is the only one not in a suit. Everyone else in that pic is dressed to the 9’s and this pudd isnt.
Fuck Douchebags!
He’s prettier than she is, and appreciates the finer points of rouge and lipstick application as well.
Angie is Odette and the rest of us are Charles Swann, jealously flitting about the demimonde she inhabits, peeping in the windows expecting to catch her with some nightmarish oaf like Paulie. When the shutters open to reveal two unfamiliar old men, we are almost relieved.
Boobs wins. Because boobs always win.
His hands look photoshopped. Like he dips them in Dawn dishwashing liquid every morning for 20 minutes.
Angie and her boobies win. Who cares about fuccen shit such as facts, logic, and support? If you’re getting some, you’re right about every other thing you’ve ever done and said.
.
Yes, I’m being facetious, but I do support Angie’s boobies, brah. Heh heh…..
Paulie better stop digging in Angie’s make up kit and stop using so much blush and lipstick…you know less is more.
Paulie has an outdoor job and wears gloves which give his hands a fine pink hue compared to the tatted and tanned exposed parts.
But no way, no how do I forgive him for wearing pink rouge and lipstain.
Because that is Angie’s job to look like a painted lady sexpot.
Which in every way, every how, I do forgive her, for wearing big boobs and deep cleavite, and having long and winding tresses which curl over her breastses.
Yes’ses.
Son.
Willing to bet neither of these twatwaffles ever heard of Proust…Paulie thinks that’s what you say when you raise your beer glass in Germany.
On holiday here in commie Viet Nam and their net police have done interesting things to the site. I see see lots of VN douchebag wannabe’s primarily with fauxhawks. But getting one in the same proximity with quality boobie suckle has thus far been elusive. Hence no submissions from my field research. 😐
That orange cro-mag slack jawed moron who couldn’t spell Proust if Letterman from “The Electric Company” spotted him a P, R, O, U, S and T got it on with her last night. Granted she is kind of a raven haired Paris Hilton but DAMN.
OH THE HUMANITY OF IT ALL! Good thing there is a bottle of Effexor nearby. Life truly is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound & fury and signifying nothing.
Crud why couldn’t the doc have put some hallucinogens in this stuff 🙁
Holy shit! Put a pink hat on this choad and he is the visceral incarnation of the little cartoon douche at the bottom of the page.