| April 30th, 2004 12:36 PM |
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| Joey |
quote:
Snappy McJack wrote:
Hey jb, what do you think about Kim Cattrall?
? |
| April 30th, 2004 12:37 PM |
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| jb |
In Flander's Fields
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flander's fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, tho poppies grow
In Flander's fields.
Liet. -Col. John McCrae
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Poppy
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| April 30th, 2004 12:40 PM |
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| telecaster |
http://www.vampirebat.com/war/
A big Apache attack helicopter FU to terrorists who think they can hide explosives and get away with it
Click on "Apache Iraqi Kills"
NOT FOR THE SQUEEMISH |
| April 30th, 2004 12:42 PM |
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| Joey |
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
We'd like to know a little bit about you for our files
We'd like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It's a little secret, just the Robinsons' affair
Most of all, you've got to hide it from the kids
Coo, coo, ca-choo, Mrs Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know (Wo, wo, wo)
God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Ev'ry way you look at it, you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio
A nation turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo, woo, woo)
What's that you say, Mrs. Robinson
Joltin' Joe has left and gone away
(Hey, hey, hey...hey, hey, hey)
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| April 30th, 2004 12:51 PM |
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| Bloozehound |
quote:
telecaster wrote:
http://www.vampirebat.com/war/
A big Apache attack helicopter FU to terrorists who think they can hide explosives and get away with it
Click on "Apache Iraqi Kills"
NOT FOR THE SQUEEMISH
oof
that was a major F U
smoked those fuckers |
| April 30th, 2004 12:58 PM |
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| telecaster |
quote:
Bloozehound wrote:
oof
that was a major F U
smoked those fuckers
Hey, if you are going to give an FU, why not send the very best? |
| April 30th, 2004 01:07 PM |
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| Joey |
Isn't it rich, are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air
Send in the Joey.
Isn't it bliss, don't you approve
One who keeps tearing around
One who can't move,
Where are the clowns?
Send in the Joey.
Just when I'd stopped opening doors,
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours.
Making my entrance again with my usual flair,
Sure of my lines;
No one is there.
Don't you love farce?
My fault, I fear,
I thought that you'd want what I want,
Sorry my -dear,
But where are the clowns
There ought to be clowns,
Quick send in the Joey.
What a surprise
Who could foresee
I'd come to feel about you
What you felt about me?
Why only now when I see
That you've drifted away?
What a surprise...
What a cliche'...
Isn't it rich, isn't it weird
Losing my timing this late in my career,
Where are the clowns?
Quick send in the Joey...
Don't bother, the're here..............................
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| April 30th, 2004 01:07 PM |
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| jb |
That was beautiful Telecaster...and Joey too!!! |
| April 30th, 2004 01:10 PM |
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| telecaster |
quote:
jb wrote:
That was beautiful Telecaster...and Joey too!!!
I knew you would like that jb!
For more fun click on the AC130 video.
Kentucky Derby this weekend |
| April 30th, 2004 01:11 PM |
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| Joey |
quote:
jb wrote:
That was beautiful Telecaster...and Joey too!!!
Bless You My Brother ........................ |
| April 30th, 2004 01:12 PM |
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| telecaster |
quote:
Joey wrote:
Bless You My Brother ........................
A BIG FU to Cliff Barnes! |
| April 30th, 2004 01:15 PM |
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| Joey |
Tele .............................................
Cliff Barnes needs slapping down ........................are you up to it ?!?!?!
What ?!?!?! Oh , sure :
Isn't it rich, are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground,
You in mid-air
Send in the Joey / Josh.
Isn't it bliss, don't you approve
One who keeps tearing around
One who can't move,
Where are the clowns?
Send in the Josh / Joey.
Just when I'd stopped opening doors,
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours.
Making my entrance again with my usual flair,
Sure of my lines;
No one is there.
Don't you love farce?
My fault, I fear,
I thought that you'd want what I want,
Sorry my -dear,
But where are the clowns
There ought to be clowns,
Quick send in the Joey / Josh .
What a surprise
Who could foresee
I'd come to feel about you
What you felt about me?
Why only now when I see
That you've drifted away?
What a surprise...
What a cliche'...
Isn't it rich, isn't it weird
Losing my timing this late in my career,
Where are the clowns?
Quick send in the Josh / Joey...
Don't bother, they are both here...........................
Thank You !
D. J. Jercee Joe and the Fresh Prince of Boca Raton ! |
| April 30th, 2004 01:18 PM |
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| Ben Gurion |
Gypsy - you know that $800 - $1000 the welfare system will be paying for could fund a school for girls in Afganistan for a YEAR?
Paying people to breed....and making the world hate us...proud to be an amerikan....
Won't you
Show me what to do
'Coz I don't know my way Around
And you got the sound that
I need
To get me on my feet
So I think I'll pretend
To be
Something again that
You are
A white trash superstar
I'm never gonna be too far
Away
From you today so
Watch out
'Coz I don't have a doubt
That it's all working out
For me
And I can't remember
You say
I've only got half a brain
It's all I'll ever be
Yeah!
Tell me
Oh, what you want to be
So I can be it too
And then
Take it from you
In time
You'll have me on your mind
And I'll be doin' fine
Alone
Still I remember
You say:
I've only got half a brain
It's all I'll ever be
Yeah!
I'll see
If I'm not too busy
You can hang out with me
Again
But I don't know when
I'll try
To be your kinda guy
But I don't have the time
Today
Maybe tomorrow
I say:
You only need half a brain!
The other half's a pain
Because you'll never need it again!
Yeah!
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| April 30th, 2004 01:18 PM |
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| telecaster |
"Baby Got Back"
[Intro]
Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt.
It is so big. *scoff* She looks like,
one of those rap guys' girlfriends.
But, y'know, who understands those rap guys? *scoff*
They only talk to her, because,
she looks like a total prostitute, 'kay?
I mean, her butt, is just so big. *scoff*
I can't believe it's just so round, it's like,
out there, I mean - gross. Look!
She's just so ... black!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waste
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull up tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got makes me feel so horny
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupy
I've seen them dancin'
The hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet,
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back
So, fellas! (Yeah!) Fellas! (Yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (Hell yeah!)
Tell 'em to shake it! (Shake it!) Shake it! (Shake it!)
Shake that healthy butt!
Baby got back!
(LA face with Oakland booty)
Baby got back!
[Sir Mix-a-Lot]
I like 'em round, and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself, I'm actin' like an animal
Now here's my scandal
I wanna get you home
And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
I want 'em real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mix-a-Lot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Watchin' these bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas, I wanna get with ya
I won't cuss or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna *fuck*
Til the break of dawn
Baby got it goin' on
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| April 30th, 2004 01:29 PM |
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| parmeda |
...damn, tele!
Remind me to invite those guys over for my 4th of July BBQ, lol |
| April 30th, 2004 02:22 PM |
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| Noonan McKane |
Damn strange goings on!
Could one of you fine people tell me what all this is about?
I'm Noonan. Hello. |
| April 30th, 2004 02:33 PM |
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| LadyJane |
Hi Noonan!!
Well..you have entered the land of RO also known as the asylum and the playground. It's kind of like the Twilight Zone around here. We have quite a cast of characters and to try and explain it would take a very long time.
So welcome to the funhouse and just observe. You'll catch on quick enough.
As long as you love the Stones, and have a warped sense of humor, you'll be just fine!! 
LJ.
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| April 30th, 2004 02:57 PM |
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| Joey |
" Well..you have entered the land of RO also known as the asylum and the playground. It's kind of like the Twilight Zone around here. We have quite a cast of characters and to try and explain it would take a very long time.
So welcome to the funhouse and just observe. You'll catch on quick enough. "
YES ! Agreed !!!!!!
Noonan , Here is the " Rocks Off " theme song ( Please laminate ) :
Come with me and you'll be
In a world of pure imagination
Take a look and you'll see
Into your imagination
( cue music )
We'll begin with a spin
Trav'ling in the world of our creation
What we'll see will defy
Explanation ...........................
If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world, there's nothing to it
There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living here, you'll be free
If you truly wish to be
If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world, there's nothing to it
There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination
Living here, you'll be free
If you truly wish to be
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| April 30th, 2004 03:10 PM |
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| jb |
Hey there, Georgy girl
Swingin' down the street so fancy-free
Nobody you meet could ever see the loneliness there inside you
Hey there, Georgy girl
Why do all the boys just pass you by?
Could it be you just don't try or is it the clothes you wear?
You're always window shopping but never stopping to buy
So shed those dowdy feathers and fly a little bit
Hey there, Georgy girl
There's another Georgy deep inside
Bring out all the love you hide and, oh, what a change there'd be
The world would see a new Georgy girl
Hey there, Georgy girl
Dreamin'; of the someone you could be
Life is a reality, you can't always run away
Don't be so scared of changing and rearranging yourself
It's time for jumping down from the shelf a little bit
Hey there, Georgy girl
There's another Georgy deep inside
Bring out all the love you hide and, oh, what a change there'd be
The world would see a new Georgy girl
(Hey there, Georgy girl)
Wake up, Georgy girl
(Hey there, Georgy girl)
Come on, Georgy girl
FADE
(Hey there, Georgy girl)
Wake up, Georgy girl
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| April 30th, 2004 03:11 PM |
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| Ben Gurion |
What's it all about, Alfie? |
| April 30th, 2004 03:18 PM |
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| Ten Thousand Motels |
quote:
Ben Gurion wrote:
What's it all about, Alfie?
Ego as far as I can tell. Some people seem to need to be the center of gravity. It ain't right.
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| April 30th, 2004 03:20 PM |
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| Ben Gurion |
quote:
Ten Thousand Motels wrote:
Ego as far as I can tell. Some people seem to need to be the center of gravity. It ain't right.
Is ain't right unless they can perform.
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| April 30th, 2004 03:21 PM |
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| Ben Gurion |
Hey - Marlena confessed up to Roman. Sami flipped out. |
| April 30th, 2004 03:34 PM |
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| jb |
quote:
Ten Thousand Motels wrote:
Ego as far as I can tell. Some people seem to need to be the center of gravity. It ain't right.
WTF????? |
| April 30th, 2004 04:06 PM |
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| Some Guy |
Home Depot- how come each time I go in and look for an orange vest for help there is none to be found, and when I do see an orange vest they are on the move. I have never seen orange move so fast. So in summation F U to Home Depot, you buncha asshats! |
| April 30th, 2004 04:10 PM |
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| Bloozehound |
What exactly is an asshat ? |
| April 30th, 2004 04:13 PM |
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| Some Guy |
quote:
Bloozehound wrote:
What exactly is an asshat ?
A take on an asshole- someone that wears their ass on their head. I guess.
[Edited by Some Guy] |
| April 30th, 2004 04:15 PM |
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| Joey |
Do You Know the Way to San Jose
Do you know the way to San Jose?
I've been away so long. I may go wrong and lose my way.
Do you know the way to San Jose?
I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose.
L.A. is a great big freeway.
Put a hundred down and buy a car.
In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star
Weeks turn into years. How quck they pass
And all the stars that never were
Are parking cars and pumping gas
Do you know the way to San Jose?
They've got a lot of sapce.There'll be a place where I can stay
I was born and raised in San Jose
I'm going back to find some peace of mind in San Jose.
Fame and fortune is a magnet.
It can pull you far away from home
With a dream in your heart you're never alone.
Dreams turn into dust and blow away
And there you are without a friend
You pack your car and ride away
I've got lots of friends in San Jose
Do you know the way to San Jose?
Can't wait to get back to San Jose.
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| April 30th, 2004 04:17 PM |
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| Some Guy |
Home Depot really, really sux! |
| April 30th, 2004 04:21 PM |
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| Joey |
If you see me walking down the street
And I start to cry each time we meet
Walk on by, walk on by
Make believe
that you don't see the tears
Just let me grieve
in private 'cause each time I see you
I break down and cry
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by
I just can't get over losing you
And so if I seem broken and blue
Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said goodbye
Walk on by
and walk on by
and walk by (don't stop)
Walk on by, walk on by
Foolish pride
Is all that I have left
So let me hide
The tears and the sadness you gave me
When you said goodbye
Walk on by (don't stop)
and walk on by (don't stop)
and walk by (don't stop)
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