I am Russian, hear me roar!

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By patrick on Monday, March 13, 2000 - 05:14 pm:

    "I want to be the apostle of self-destruction. I want my book to affect man's reason, his emotions, his nerves, his whole animal nature. I should like my book to make people turn pale with horror as they read it, to affect them like a drug, like a terrifying dream, to drive them mad, to make them curse and hate me but still read mean me......to kill themselves."

    -Leonid Andreyev


    WOW!

By Editorsky Ruminovsky on Monday, March 13, 2000 - 05:17 pm:

    scratch that "mean" on the last line

By droopy on Monday, March 13, 2000 - 05:52 pm:

    i rather like andreyev. oddly enough, the one who makes me feel all of those feelings is regis philbin. and i don't even have to do all that annoying reading. or thinking.

By Gee on Tuesday, March 14, 2000 - 05:28 am:

    hey man. Regis is a cute little thing.

    I like watching his millionare show and seeing some joker take five minutes to answer a question and Reeg gets antsy and squirmy but is never rude to them. He's so cute.

By J on Tuesday, March 14, 2000 - 09:15 am:

    I want to bite the hand that feeds me.

By patrick on Tuesday, March 14, 2000 - 12:07 pm:

    what the fuck does regis have to do with russian literature, oh nevermind......

By droopy droopyevitch on Tuesday, March 14, 2000 - 01:37 pm:

    regis has everything to do with russian literature - a metaphor worthy of gogol, tolstoy...a symbol of mankind's spiritual barrenness without a knowable god and desire for something, anything to fill that void.

    "the one who desires to see the living god face to face should not look to the empty ferment of the mind, but to 'who wants to be a millionaire?'"

    -fyodor dostoevsky

By J on Tuesday, March 14, 2000 - 01:46 pm:

    I,ll buy that for a dolla.

By droop on Tuesday, March 14, 2000 - 02:21 pm:

    deal. a dolor comes to me indeed: you have spoken truer than you purposed.

    god i need some heavy drugs.

By J on Wednesday, March 15, 2000 - 04:30 am:

    Shit Droopy you live by the border,and your not stupid,get the meds over there,I do.

By V on Friday, May 6, 2005 - 03:15 pm:

    Look,if you want "Russian Literature" I am here most nights.Apart from when I watch "Buffie".

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