Is this the right place for that furniture ahh' Yeah sure is come on in 'Pretty nice place here you got here cobwebs are a nice touch So that's the couch eh? I need your mutherfucking brain! I was never popular this I'll admit, fuck school School never liked me, cool All the kids would always beat me till I'm half dead Make fun of the size of my forehead But that shit never bothered me See momma and mother they owned a lot of property They had a science lab in the basement and that's where my free time Well all my time was spent I made a mouse with a chicken head it clucked three times Cluck Cluck Cluck, then it was dead I made a lot of things cool Like a frog with a turkey neck gobble gobble gobble it was the shit, yeah! But I'm still lonely I need a homey So I collected limbs and made me a zombie I could have made a girlie friend But fuck that I got my girlie right here masturbation and moaning sounds yeah! You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity 'So this is like where you live?




Clark Lyrics Terms of Use. Is this the right place for that furniture ahh' Yeah sure is come on in 'Pretty nice place here you got here cobwebs are a nice touch So that's the couch eh? I need your mutherfucking brain! I was never popular this I'll admit, fuck school School never liked me, cool All the kids would always beat me till I'm half dead Make fun of the size of my forehead But that shit never bothered me See momma and mother they owned a lot of property They had a science lab in the basement and that's where my free time Well all my time was spent I made a mouse with a chicken head it clucked three times Cluck Cluck Cluck, then it was dead I made a lot of things cool Like a frog with a turkey neck gobble gobble gobble it was the shit, yeah! But I'm still lonely I need a homey So I collected limbs and made me a zombie I could have made a girlie friend But fuck that I got my girlie right here masturbation and moaning sounds yeah! You can call me mad professor I will make a friend for me You can call me mad professor We will rule eternity. I used some many body parts it was crazy I killed a whole bunch of muthafucka's like, what eighty? They all chipped in on my special friend Everything helps even if you got a finger to lend, come on!
Somewhere down the road, you will find another girl who will be a much better match for you. He did call frequently, so I don't think its a good sign that your doctor guy isn't calling. I simply do NOT believe he and I will not be together after we die. In her obviously orthodox Mormon paradigm dad's a bishop, she went to BYU and on a missionunderstand that she believes her husband must be an orthodox Mormon and get married to her in the temple. He went out and purchased a promise ring, but was holding off on giving it to me. That's probably true, and that would be a great thing for her, but they wouldn't see it that way. I believe in temple marriage, and in the importance of those covenants. This girl is also a real person, not a caricature of a cult member, and even if the ultimate result is a breakup, she deserves to be treated with compassion and respect. Marriage to the wrong person is extremely difficult.
I learned how truly very Mormon I really am, to the deepest part of my soul. Find a good man first, one that you can trust and feel comfortable building a future with, and then worry about the profession later. It had been going on for years. He's a big boy and can make up his own mind. You can't provide that for her so your marriage will be defective from the outset. Then she can have a chance to actually be the individual she is, and they can have an adult conversation about their future and whether or not they have one.