'I've got a tongue that's ten inches long and I've learned to breathe through my ears.' By Kevin "Bloody" Wilson. A true classic.
'I've got a tongue that's ten inches long and I've learned to breathe through my ears.' By Kevin "Bloody" Wilson. A true classic.
In space, no one can smell your fart.
Sever
Now and forever
you're just another lost soul about to be mine again
see her, you'll never free her
you must surrender it all
And give life to me again
Disturbed - Inside the Fire
Sever
Now and forever
you're just another lost soul about to be mine again
see her, you'll never free her
you must surrender it all
And give life to me again
Disturbed - Inside the Fire
Sever
Now and forever
you're just another lost soul about to be mine again
see her, you'll never free her
you must surrender it all
And give life to me again
Disturbed - Inside the Fire
my wife is a bogan, she's into metal in a big way...to her metallica is the band!
i kinda like it (sometimes), but it's too loud and headbangy for my taste. My kinda metal is Led Zep or Megadeth, but gotta be in the right frame of mind for it. Southern Rock and Country is more my scene....Heck my wife even likes a bit of country now and can name most songs that I play now. She was hooked on Alan Jackson for a while...especially "5 o'clock somewhere"
I found skidmarks theme song
Stay in bed till much too late
Scanning situations vacant
The face in the mirror looks withered and old
My skin is grey - I can't go out - I'm always cold
In the doledrums
On the dole
In the doledrums
On the dole
Counting down lonely hours
Drinking lots and taking showers
I no longer dream about the rest of my years
I'll check the letterbox - does anyone care?
In the doledrums
On the dole
In the doledrums
On the dole
But the benefits arrive and life goes on
The benefits arrive and life goes on
The benefits arrive and life goes on and on and on... (etc)
Then I could get a Kb Tshirt, move to Timaru and become a full time crossdressing faggot
"Grandad" - Clive Dunn
I've been sitting here all day thinking
Same old dream ten years away thinking
Now my days are gone, memories linger on
Thoughts of when I was boy
Penny farthings on the street riding
Motorcars were funny things, frightening
Bow and hoops and spinning tops
Penny Dreadfuls, lollipops
Comic cuts, all different things
Grandad, grandad you're lovely
That's what we all think of you
Grandad, grandad you're lovely
That's what we all think of you
Grandad grandad
Aeroplanes tied up with string flying
Telephones and talking things sighing
A radio and phonograph, Charlie Chaplin made us laugh
Silently falling about
Familiar things I keep around, near me
Memories of my younger days, clearly
Come into my mind
Everyday I find, thoughts of when I was boy
Grandad, grandad you're lovely
That's what we all think of you
Grandad, grandad you're lovely
That's what we all think of you
Grandad, Grandad..
it's not a bad thing till you throw a KLR into the mix.
those cheap ass bitches can do anything with ductape.
(PostalDave on ADVrider)
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