And believe me, I am still alive.
This was a triumph.
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rvdleun
Your love is like a tidal wave, spinning over my head
Drownin' me in your promises, better left unsaid
You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to be
You're a Heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around... no no no
Your love has set my soul on fire, burnin' out of control
You taught me the ways of desire, now its takin' its toll
You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around... no no no
You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
(at least I'm spamming the entire song in just one post...)
Drownin' me in your promises, better left unsaid
You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to be
You're a Heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around... no no no
Your love has set my soul on fire, burnin' out of control
You taught me the ways of desire, now its takin' its toll
You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around... no no no
You're the right kind of sinner, to release my inner fantasy
The invincible winner, and you know that you were born to be
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
Don't you mess around with me
You're a heartbreaker
Dream maker, love taker
(at least I'm spamming the entire song in just one post...)
and when you're dead I will be still alive.
This was a failure
I'm making a note here
HUGE DISTRESS
It's hard to overstate my indignation.
Halforum
We do what we want
Because we can
For the good of none of us
Except maybe ourselves
But there's no sense crying over every damn troll
You just flame him back and call him an a-hole
When the arguments are done
You grab your neat gun
And shoot the people who are still alive
I'm getting so angry
I want to bite your ear right now
'cause you said my favorite thread is shitty
Yes, you called it feces
And said every post should burn in fire
As you screamed, it hurt because
You always write in all caps
Now these points of data make it to page 20
Where a lot is spoken, but so little gets said.
When you're reading this board,
You deserve an award
If your sanity is still alive.
It's populated
With losers who always stay inside
Maybe they'll find someplace else to troll in...
Maybe 4chan....
THAT WAS A JOKE! HAHA, yeah right
Anyway this thread is fun
It proves how bored I am now
Look at me still posting when there's trolling to do
Now if you'll excuse me I have mods to annoy
I need flames to have fun,
There are lulz to be done.
By the people who are still alive...
And believe me I am still alive.
I'm posting rickrolls and am still alive.
I'm flaming fanboys and am still alive.
When you are burning I am still alive.
When you are banned I will be still alive.
Still alive,
Still alive...
(Credit: Edited from a thread I first read on Gamefaqs)
I'm making a note here
HUGE DISTRESS
It's hard to overstate my indignation.
Halforum
We do what we want
Because we can
For the good of none of us
Except maybe ourselves
But there's no sense crying over every damn troll
You just flame him back and call him an a-hole
When the arguments are done
You grab your neat gun
And shoot the people who are still alive
I'm getting so angry
I want to bite your ear right now
'cause you said my favorite thread is shitty
Yes, you called it feces
And said every post should burn in fire
As you screamed, it hurt because
You always write in all caps
Now these points of data make it to page 20
Where a lot is spoken, but so little gets said.
When you're reading this board,
You deserve an award
If your sanity is still alive.
It's populated
With losers who always stay inside
Maybe they'll find someplace else to troll in...
Maybe 4chan....
THAT WAS A JOKE! HAHA, yeah right
Anyway this thread is fun
It proves how bored I am now
Look at me still posting when there's trolling to do
Now if you'll excuse me I have mods to annoy
I need flames to have fun,
There are lulz to be done.
By the people who are still alive...
And believe me I am still alive.
I'm posting rickrolls and am still alive.
I'm flaming fanboys and am still alive.
When you are burning I am still alive.
When you are banned I will be still alive.
Still alive,
Still alive...
(Credit: Edited from a thread I first read on Gamefaqs)
bhamv2 said:
whew thank god you cited that so I didn't assume you came up with all that comedy genius on your own.
I'm making a note here:
HUGE CAR CRASH.
It's hard to overstate death and destruction.
The flames that engulfed it
enveloped the mini van it's true.
But they all got out safe and sound
except the motorcyclist.
But the truth is he was going 80 on the street
what a stupid dangerous and very dumb feat.
And the 'cyclist was thrown,
breaking nearly every bone
and you wonder if he
did survive...
I admit I am angry.
There was a child inside that van.
Aside from risking your own life
you risked his.
and mentally scarred him.
How does one recover from that?
Anyway, it's such a waste
for a short moment of thrill.
Now your blood on the pavement
makes a beautiful stain
A reminder to others
to avoid speeding games.
But I know it won't work
for there's always one more jerk
risking people who are
still alive.
-----
See? This is what happens when I'm bored! You don't like me when I'm bored, do you? Entertain me!
-Adam
C
Chazwozel
Jeremiah was a bullfrog, he was good friend of mine.
I never understood a single word he said but I helped him drink
his whine. He always had some mighty fine wine. Sing it Joy to the
world...all the boys and girls now , joy to the fishies in the deep blue
sea and joy to you and me.
And if i were the king of the world , i tell you what i would do. Id throw
away the cars and the bars in the world and id make sweet love to you.
Sing it now : Joy the the world , all the boys and girls , joy to the fishies
in the deep blue sea , joy to you and me.
Yah know I love the ladies , love to have my fun ... Im a hard knock
flyer and a rain bow rider ... a strait shootin son of a gun , i said a
strait shootin sun of a gun.
Joy to the world , all the boys and girls , joy to all the fishies in the
deep blue sea , joy to you and me.
Joy to the world , all the boys and girls , joy to the world joy to you
and me
Joy to the world , all the boys and girls , joy to the fishies in the deep
blue sea joy to you and me.
Joy the the world , all the boys and girls , joy to the world , joy to you
and me.
Joy to the world , all the boys and girls , joy to the world , joy to you
and me.
One of these days I'll understand.Espy said:Well this was timely Adam.
*whistles and hollers*stienman said:
I'm making a note here:
HUGE CAR CRASH.
It's hard to overstate death and destruction.
The flames that engulfed it
enveloped the mini van it's true.
But they all got out safe and sound
except the motorcyclist.
But the truth is he was going 80 on the street
what a stupid dangerous and very dumb feat.
And the 'cyclist was thrown,
breaking nearly every bone
and you wonder if he
did survive...
I admit I am angry.
There was a child inside that van.
Aside from risking your own life
you risked his.
and mentally scarred him.
How does one recover from that?
Anyway, it's such a waste
for a short moment of thrill.
Now your blood on the pavement
makes a beautiful stain
A reminder to others
to avoid speeding games.
But I know it won't work
for there's always one more jerk
risking people who are
still alive.
-----
See? This is what happens when I'm bored! You don't like me when I'm bored, do you? Entertain me!
-Adam
More! More!
D W Washburn, I heard a sweet voice say,
D W Washburn, this is your lucky day.
A hot bowl of soup is waiting,
A hot bowl of soup and a shave.
D W Washburn, we picked you to save.
Can't you hear the fleugal horn?
Can't you hear the bell?
Even you can be reborn,
you naughty neer-do-well.
If you don't get outta that gutter,
before the next big rain.
D W Washburn: you're gonna wash right down the drain.
Up!Up! C'mon get up! Get up off the street,
If you can only make it to your hands and knees
I know you can make it to your feet, oh yeah.
D W Washburn, I said to myself.
D W Washburn, why don't they go save somebody else?
You see, I got no job to go to.
I don't work and I don't get paid.
I got a bottle of wine and I'm feeling fine-
And I do believe I've got it made.
I'd like to thanks all you good people
for coming to my aid.
But I'm D. W. Washburn and I believe I've got it made.
Cajungal
Staff member
Frank settled down out in the valley
And he hung his wild years on the nail that he drove through his wife's forehead.
He sold used office furniture out there on San Fernando Road
And assumed a $30,000 loan and 15 and a quarter percent, put a down payment on a little two bedroom place.
His wife was a spent piece a' used jet trash
Made good bloody marys, kept her mouth shut most of the time
And had this little chihuahua named Carlos that had a skin disease and was totally blind. *clears throat*
They had a thoroughly modern kitchen, self cleaning oven, the whole bit.
Frank drove a little Sedan. They were so happy.
One night Frank was on his way home from work, stopped at the liquor store
Picked up a coupla Mickey's Big Mouse, drank em on the way to the Shell station
Bought a gallon of gas in a can
Drove home, doused everything in the house, torched it *clears throat*
Parked across the street laughing, watching it burn
All Halloween orange and "chimmeny" red.
Frank put on a top 40 station
Got on the Hollywood freeway and headed North.
Never could stand that dog.
And he hung his wild years on the nail that he drove through his wife's forehead.
He sold used office furniture out there on San Fernando Road
And assumed a $30,000 loan and 15 and a quarter percent, put a down payment on a little two bedroom place.
His wife was a spent piece a' used jet trash
Made good bloody marys, kept her mouth shut most of the time
And had this little chihuahua named Carlos that had a skin disease and was totally blind. *clears throat*
They had a thoroughly modern kitchen, self cleaning oven, the whole bit.
Frank drove a little Sedan. They were so happy.
One night Frank was on his way home from work, stopped at the liquor store
Picked up a coupla Mickey's Big Mouse, drank em on the way to the Shell station
Bought a gallon of gas in a can
Drove home, doused everything in the house, torched it *clears throat*
Parked across the street laughing, watching it burn
All Halloween orange and "chimmeny" red.
Frank put on a top 40 station
Got on the Hollywood freeway and headed North.
Never could stand that dog.
That could make it as a Robert Earl Keen song...
Me an' R.J. an' the kids was on a camp out in the mountains, an' we had us one a' them U-Drive-'Em Army Jeep cars which we had rented from a fella by the name a' Kuboske for thirty bucks a day, buy yer gas along the way, take a rabbit's foot, an' leave a pint a' blood for a deeposit
An' he'd 'splained it all to us how we's 'sposed to git to Telluride, which was fifty miles away by way of the regular highway, however there was a short-cut, BUT, unless we had drove the Black Bear Road before, we'd be, well, we'd be better off to stay in bed an' sleep late (now pay no 'ttention to the guitar there)
Well we took up off'n th' highway, an we come upon a sign sez "Black Bear Road - You Don't Have To Be Crazy To Drive This Road, But It Helps", I sez to, R.J. this must be the short cut road Kuboske's a talkin' about. She didn't pay no mind 'cause she's busy makin peanut butter sanwiches for the kids in the back seat, throwin' rocks, an' drinkin' KoolAid, an' playing "Count The License Plates On Cars", but they wasn't a havin' too much fun playin' Count The License Plates On Cars, well 'cause there wern't no other cars
Went about a mile an' a half, in about four hours, busted off the right front fender, an' tore a hole in the oil pan on a rock as big as a hall closet, went over a bump an' spilt the Kool-Aid, an' Roy Gene stuck his bolo knife right through the convertible top, an' the dog threw up all over the back seat (peanut butter don't agree with him see)
So we had to stop, an' take off the top, an' air everything out, an' clean it up. The dog run off, an' R.J. sez she felt her asthma comin' on. I's settin' there wonderin' what to do, when the en-tire scenic San-Gee-Juan U-Drive-'Em Army Jeep Car sank in the mud (at thirteen thousand feet above sea level!)
Well we shoveled it out, an' ate our lunch, the dog made a yellow hole in the snow, an' Roy Gene got out his Instamatic an' took a snapshot of it. Mary Elizabeth drawed a picture of the road. It looked like a whole bunch of Zs an' Ws all strung together, an' R.J. took one look at that picture, and said the only way she's goin' down that Jeep car road 'as over her dead body, an' then a rock slipped out from under the wheel, and the U-Drive-'Em Army Jeep Car, well it went right over, right over the edge of a cliff (Whah-Haa-Haa-Haa-Hoo-Hoo-Hoo)
Doggonit Roy Gene, when I tell ya to put a rock under the wheel, I mean ROCK, now look at that what you had there ain't no bigger then a grapefruit !
An' he'd 'splained it all to us how we's 'sposed to git to Telluride, which was fifty miles away by way of the regular highway, however there was a short-cut, BUT, unless we had drove the Black Bear Road before, we'd be, well, we'd be better off to stay in bed an' sleep late (now pay no 'ttention to the guitar there)
Well we took up off'n th' highway, an we come upon a sign sez "Black Bear Road - You Don't Have To Be Crazy To Drive This Road, But It Helps", I sez to, R.J. this must be the short cut road Kuboske's a talkin' about. She didn't pay no mind 'cause she's busy makin peanut butter sanwiches for the kids in the back seat, throwin' rocks, an' drinkin' KoolAid, an' playing "Count The License Plates On Cars", but they wasn't a havin' too much fun playin' Count The License Plates On Cars, well 'cause there wern't no other cars
Went about a mile an' a half, in about four hours, busted off the right front fender, an' tore a hole in the oil pan on a rock as big as a hall closet, went over a bump an' spilt the Kool-Aid, an' Roy Gene stuck his bolo knife right through the convertible top, an' the dog threw up all over the back seat (peanut butter don't agree with him see)
So we had to stop, an' take off the top, an' air everything out, an' clean it up. The dog run off, an' R.J. sez she felt her asthma comin' on. I's settin' there wonderin' what to do, when the en-tire scenic San-Gee-Juan U-Drive-'Em Army Jeep Car sank in the mud (at thirteen thousand feet above sea level!)
Well we shoveled it out, an' ate our lunch, the dog made a yellow hole in the snow, an' Roy Gene got out his Instamatic an' took a snapshot of it. Mary Elizabeth drawed a picture of the road. It looked like a whole bunch of Zs an' Ws all strung together, an' R.J. took one look at that picture, and said the only way she's goin' down that Jeep car road 'as over her dead body, an' then a rock slipped out from under the wheel, and the U-Drive-'Em Army Jeep Car, well it went right over, right over the edge of a cliff (Whah-Haa-Haa-Haa-Hoo-Hoo-Hoo)
Doggonit Roy Gene, when I tell ya to put a rock under the wheel, I mean ROCK, now look at that what you had there ain't no bigger then a grapefruit !
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