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    Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

    I know this happened a couple of weeks or so ago, but I'm still PO-ed about it....

    Bob Dylan got a Pulitzer Award. A Pulitzer. As in, a writing award! And for what? Song writing!

    (Scoffs) Musicians have the frickin' Grammys, so they don't need Pulitzers! And I don't think Bob Dylan's all that good! If a songwriting musician gets an award, it should be someone like Billy Joel (now that man's music is poetry)!

    To set a precident for similar cases in the future: Mr. Dylan, please stay out of my artisic medium!
    Last edited by 162; 05-20-2008, 05:41 PM.
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    #2
    Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

    But it all involves writing!!!!!!
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      #3
      Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

      I'm sure you would have won that Pulitzer, if not for Bob Dylan.
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        #4
        Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

        Yes, and curse him very much so!

        And it still wouldn't count, Duel!
        Last edited by 162; 05-20-2008, 05:51 PM.
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          #5
          Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

          **** me sideways.
          Last edited by Vanilla Iced Tea; 05-20-2008, 05:49 PM.

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            #6
            Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

            (scoffs)

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              Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

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              Last edited by Kire; 05-20-2008, 06:45 PM.

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                #8
                Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

                I like Dylan, and the songs he writes. Wtg.
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                  #9
                  Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

                  Originally posted by 162 View Post
                  And I don't think Bob Dylan's all that good! If a songwriting musician gets an award, it should be someone like Billy Joel (now that man's music is poetry)!
                  162, How Dare You?!

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                    #10
                    Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

                    im pretty sure the pulitzer prize has something for music.

                    also, you should also set a precedent for not misspelling words especially when you are telling someone to stay out of your (presumably writing based) medium. because, like, you know, spellings and stuff.
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                        #12
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                        Originally posted by peachy View Post
                        also, you should also set a precedent for not misspelling words especially when you are telling someone to stay out of your (presumably writing based) medium. because, like, you know, spellings and stuff.
                        I'm pretty sure that's one of the reasons writers have editors. I could be wrong. I could read what she wrote so I don't really care.
                        Last edited by Seraph; 05-20-2008, 07:22 PM.

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                          #13
                          Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

                          Hey Lady, you leave Mr. Dylan alone or I'll come over there!



                          ps: you have spelling mistakes in your sig.
                          Last edited by Ms. Porkchop; 05-20-2008, 07:44 PM.

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                            #14
                            Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

                            Dylan sold out. I said it.
                            Grow!

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                              #15
                              Re: Bob Dylan, How Dare You?!

                              I can't wait to sell out.

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