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| Miraklwkr |
Well folks, the weekend plans have really fallen into place and the partying is going to fantastic. The Rolling Stones fan club has decided that they will pick up the tab for the band Saturday night and they will be there with giveaways and surprises. Check the Shidoobee board for the details and if none of you decide to come, it's your loss! ;-> |
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| fireontheplatter |
have a great one...i'll be there in spirit |
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| voodoopug |
Have a great time! |
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| LadyJane |
Thanks for thinking of us Lynn!
Have a great time.
You REALLY got rs.scum to cough up some cash and prizes!!??
Good for you, Doug and the Shidoobee gang!!!
LJ. |
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| SweetVirginia |
In case anyone is looking for details on Shidoobee:
http://p081.ezboard.com/fshidoobeewithstonesdougfrm3.showMessage?topicID=1786.topic
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| oldkr |
i will be making select appearances. Without pug and his list i shall feel lost as I work the room.
OLDKR |
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| voodoopug |
quote:
oldkr wrote:
i will be making select appearances. Without pug and his list i shall feel lost as I work the room.
OLDKR
here is some inspiration for you my friend:
I was born and raised down in Alabama
On a farm way back up in the woods
I was so ragged that folks used to call me Patches
Papa used to tease me about it
'Cause deep down inside he was hurt
'Cause he'd done all he could
My papa was a great old man
I can see him with a shovel in his hands, see
Education he never had
He did wonders when the times got bad
The little money from the crops he raised
Barely paid the bills we made
For, life had kick him down to the ground
When he tried to get up
Life would kick him back down
One day Papa called me to his dyin' bed
Put his hands on my shoulders
And in his tears he said
He said, Patches
I'm dependin' on you, son
To pull the family through
My son, it's all left up to you
Two days later Papa passed away, and
I became a man that day
So I told Mama I was gonna quit school, but
She said that was Daddy's strictest rule
So ev'ry mornin' 'fore I went to school
I fed the chickens and I chopped wood too
Sometimes I felt that I couldn't go on
I wanted to leave, just run away from home
But I would remember what my daddy said
With tears in his eyes on his dyin' bed
He said, Patches
I'm dependin' on you, son
I tried to do my best
It's up to you to do the rest
Then one day a strong rain came
And washed all the crops away
And at the age of 13 I thought
I was carryin' the weight of the
Whole world on my shoulders
And you know, Mama knew
What I was goin' through, 'cause
Ev'ry day I had to work the fields
'Cause that's the only way we got our meals
You see, I was the oldest of the family
And ev'rybody else depended on me
Ev'ry night I heard my Mama pray
Lord, give him the strength to face another day
So years have passed and all the kids are grown
The angels took Mama to a brand new home
Lord knows, people, I shedded tears
But my daddy's voice kept me through the years
Sing
Patches, I'm dependin' on you, son
To pull the family through
My son, it's all left up to you
Oh, I can still hear Papa's voice sayin'
Patches, I'm dependin' on you, son
I've tried to do my best
It's up to you to do the rest
I can still hear Papa, what he said
Patches...
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| Bitch |
I'll be at the Shattered gig, they rock! |
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| Miraklwkr |
Be sure to say hello to me, Bitch 
Yes, Lady Jane, can you believe that the fan club is taking care of the tab for the band, and they are going to be bearing gifts for us, too?
Those of you who can't make it will be missed (and Pug, that especially means YOU!). |
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| VoodooChileInWOnderl |
Now we need some pix! |
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