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good rule: never trust a man under four feet tall. not that there's anything wrong with being short, mind you. it's just that they are hearing the sounds of silence because we are all standing around like a verizon commercial speechless that garfunkel was ever allowed allowed on stage.
the true measure of the sound of silence was when artie issued his solo album and not a single cash register could be heard ringing a sale.
must be hard realizing you have no talent. oh, wait. i know that feeling. nevermind.
Posted by:clyde | May 12, 2008 at 02:48 PM
i actually bought this song on itunes. i can't remember why though. it depresses me, and that is the last thing i need around here!
Posted by:natalie | May 12, 2008 at 03:08 PM
"vagina."
Posted by:Cookiebitch | May 12, 2008 at 03:52 PM
oh Clyde, why ya gotta hate Garfunkel?
Posted by:cruisin-mom | May 12, 2008 at 09:57 PM
i don't hate artie, mom. he just reminds me of a guy at the end of the bar at 3AM with stories i've heard before.
i dislike mirrors. that's all.
i'm gonna curl into a fetal position and cry for awhile ...
Posted by:clyde | May 13, 2008 at 07:47 AM
Is this going to turn into an E-Harmony success story? If so, I take full credit.
And what? No comments about Baggins & Gamgee? That's comic gold people.
Posted by:HeyJoe | May 13, 2008 at 09:05 AM
I don't know what is more puzzling, the post or the comments.
Is that even how you spell puzzling?
Whatever.
Posted by:Sarah, Goon Squad Sarah | May 13, 2008 at 12:43 PM
I was actually listening to Simon & Garfunkel when I read this post,or lack of.....
Posted by:becky | May 13, 2008 at 03:26 PM
Whatever is right Sarah. Much ado about nothing, or lack of nothing Becky.
Posted by:HeyJoe | May 13, 2008 at 04:04 PM
is puzzling a word? n., a small puzz; of or belonging to the dimunitive branch of the puzz family; a singer who looks over a bridge and, after becoming enthralled with the fast moving water, writes a song about it.
Posted by:clyde | May 13, 2008 at 07:42 PM
sorry Joe...yeah, that Baggins and Gamgee thing is HYSTERICAL!!!!!!!!!!! (feel better?)
Posted by:cruisin-mom | May 14, 2008 at 07:58 AM