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NEVER!!! THIS IS DUMB. |
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LET'S DO THIS THING!!! |
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Wow...excitement much. Okay, I'll participate...but for goodness sakes your adrenaline is annoying! |
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:27 pm
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*puts on some music and starts jamin' to it, singing along* " Dead I am the one, Eteminating son Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry While they slowly turn, conquering the worm" *starts dancing to the music* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *turns up the volume* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *turns it up more* "Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool Weak and want you need, nowhere as you bleed Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat Tender is the fur, dying as you purr" *starts smiling to the lyrics* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *smiles slightly wider* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *smiles wider* "Do it baby, Do it baby Do it baby, Do it baby Burn like an animal" *turns it up* "Dead I am the life, dig into the skin Knuckle crack the bone, 21 to win Dead I am the dog, hound of hell you cry Devil on your back, I can never die" *repeats "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" 2 times* "Do it baby, Do it baby Do it baby, Do it baby Burn like an animal" *blasts music*"Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *smiles slightly wider* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *smiles slightly wider* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula" *smiles slightly wider* "Dig through the ditches, Burn through the witches I slam in the back on my Dragula." *song ends*
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:29 pm
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ohh is this kareoke time... cause i can do that too emo
Well I never once, backed down from a punch. Well I'd take it square on the chin. And I found out fast that bully’s just laugh, When you try and stand up to them. So I didn't cry when I got a black eye, As bad as it hurt I just grinned. But when tough little boys grow up to be dads They turn into BIG babies again.
Scared me to death, when you took your first steps, Well I'd fall every time you fell down. Your first day of school, I cried like a fool, and I followed your school bus to town.
Well I didn't cry when Old Yeller died, At least not in front of my friends. But when tough little boys grow up to be dads They turn into BIG babies again.
Well I'm a grown man but as strong as I am, Well sometimes its hard to believe, How one little girl with little blonde curls, Can totally terrify me. If you were to ask my wife would just laugh, She'd say, "I know all about men, And how tough little boys grow up to be Dads They turn into BIG babies again."
Well I know one day I'll give you away, And I'm gonna stand there and smile. But when I get home and I'm all alone, Well I'll sit in your room for a while.
Well I didn't cry when Old Yeller died, At least not in front of my friends. But when tough little boys grow up to be dads They turn into BIG babies again.
When tough little boys grow up to be dads They turn into BIG babies again.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:45 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:46 pm
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oh and my next song
Brad: She put him out like the burning end of a midnight cigarette. She broke his heart: He spent his whole life trying to forget. We watched him drink his pain away, a little at a time, But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind, Until the night, Brad and Alison: He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger. And finally drank away her memory. Life is short, but this time it was bigger, Than the strength he had to get up off his knees. We found him with his face down in the pillow, With a note that said: "I'll love her till I die." And when we buried him beneath the willow, The angels sang a whiskey lullaby. La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la, La la la la la la la la,
Alison: The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself. For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath. She finally drank her pain away, a little at a time. But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind. Until the night, Alison and Brad: She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger. And finally drank away his memory. Life is short, but this time it was bigger, Than the strength she had to get up off her knees. We found her with her face down in the pillow, Clinging to his picture for dear life. We laid her next to him beneath the willow, While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby. La la la la la la la La la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la...La la la la la la laaaa...
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:56 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 4:58 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:00 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:08 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 5:46 pm
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