Sunday, January 5, 2020

Kills of the Week


Every new year is a happy new year--thanks to the Code. Let's start this year off right. With a bang. From the week of December 29th @ 00:00 EVEtime through January 4th @ 23:59 EVEtime...



It's astonishing to think that it's the year 2020 and people like Rafael Argus are still using Hulks, let alone blingy ones. Rafael's Hulk was blinged out to 1.4 billion isk, mostly thanks to a pair of shield tank mods. Protip: If you're trying to deter gankers, you probably shouldn't have 800 million isk of blingy tank mods. Agents Molly Klinker, Lichelle Marie, and Mildron Klinker executed this offender and took out his billion isk pod, too.



Ouch! Luin Chelien lost 8.5 billion isk in the most unfortunate manner. You see those smartbombs? Yeah.


Agent Krig Povelli was innocently inspecting the vessel and ventured into the Marshal's smartbomb range. CONCORD responded at once to protect our hero.



Just when you thought it was safe to go back into nullsec! Ekie Bo's 9.6 billion isk jump freighter was ambushed by the newly revitalized New Order Outreach Division, proud members of the mighty CODE. alliance. They were accompanied by some friends from Pandemic Legion, which also aspires to elite PvP status. The roster of Agents for this kill: Mark Bridges, WaTeR Ubersnol, Casper24, Devylman, Damion Zyne, Solj RichPopolous, Edd Reynolds, Adrian Ostus, uMillenium, Maxine Antilles, dexter xio, Gloria Khan, Orion Sa-Solo, Neuromancer Sprawl, WOMPSTEP, Jeronyx, Hedliner, Neddy Fox, Nanook Aputsiaq, Zektul, Vampire G6, Agakii, Faith Evingod, Space-Punk BloodAngle, Arkale Dark, Falopadous, Auraus Porcaleus, WickedGames, and b'ast.



Speaking of corp affiliation, Laura Xia is a member of Project Skynet. I'm guessing she's a bot or a bot-aspirant. What do you think? Agents Ukira Kunero, Ariku Orenuk, Rante Charante, Zhung Fei, and Vlada Inkunen caught Laura autopiloting and AFK, so they helped her ring in the New Year with a nice 8.4 billion isk loss.



For whatever reason, Andrea Amphal was hanging around the Niarja system in nothing but a pod. She was disposed of by Agent Aaaarrgg, who removed her 3 billion isk worth of implants from the game.


Crystals again. Hmmm...


Normally, we close out a KotW post with a pod. It's going to be a bit different this week, because I want to draw extra attention to this next kill. Consider this your trigger warning.

You know, the Stabber is a beautiful ship. A Stabber in the right hands can change the world. And there's the catch, because EVE is really about the pilot, not the ship. What you're about to see is how not to use a Stabber.


kaylee mansuto, you are unworthy of highsec. I hope Agent Dishrag was able to sell you a permit.

128 comments:

  1. ahahaha pandemic aspires to elite pvp status ahahaha

    ReplyDelete
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    1. Looks like william rageclaw will never reach 200 comments daily. I mean that's what he promised.

      Gonna have to change his name to willie cryingsnatch

      Lol

      Delete
    2. shit cant a person catch some sleep a whole 16 hours of sleep WTF

      Delete
    3. william wimpersnatch

      I crack me up

      Delete
    4. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    5. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    6. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    7. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    8. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    9. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    10. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    11. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
    12. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
    13. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
    14. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
    15. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
  2. Looks like it's gonna be a good year, for killing carebears!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    2. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    3. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    4. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
    5. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
    6. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
  3. where's william's rage???

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    Replies
    1. right here I appearently needed 16 hours of sleep o7

      Delete
    2. Still not 200, willie wimpersnatch

      Delete
    3. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    4. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    5. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
    6. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
    7. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
  4. William GreerJanuary 5, 2020 at 11:22 PM
    see here's the difference I gave you guys information like my current town of residence and my name but that's all I remember giving you. you guys did a bang up job on phishing for information from other places like my website I mean how else would you have gotten my phone number and stuff and my cousin's name? gee I wonder. hey you guys start phishing facebook yet?

    go ahead like I said keep tightening that noose

    see there is a definitive difference to what I'm doing and what your doing.


    know what they are?

    do you know the difference?
    ReplyDelete

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. There is no noose, you dumb shitter. Yiu can't do anything about anything we post here. If you could, you would have already.

      You have no one but yourself to blame for your doxxing, you silly shitter.

      You don't belong here.

      Delete
    2. Jeezus, "phishing"...you really don't know what that means huh? Have you opened an email from someone here? You're an idiot.

      You get dumber every time you post.

      Delete
    3. Still not 200, willie wimpersnatch

      Delete
    4. awww did i hurt your feelings by pointing out the truth?? awwwww

      Delete
    5. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    6. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    7. did I know just whitness some anon's throwing shit in Alt and Prof Lawrence Lawton's direction? wtf!! your supposed to be on their side..

      Delete
  5. Replies
    1. Made what easy, exactly?

      It's hard to believe that your cousin/wife Lillie Lowrent (you get that part yet?) lets you continue to make her look bad.

      Where's your 200 posts per day, dumbass?
      Listen friend, it a bad idea in EvE to threaten to do something, and then not do it. It will follow shitters like you around for a while. Maybe you should look into another pilot much like yourself, his name was foxbolt. He cried all over these comments too. His meltdown was epic, from here to his eveO forum posts. Such a shitter.

      His problems may seem familiar to you.

      He learned the hard way.

      Delete
    2. Still not 200, willie wimpersnatch

      Delete
    3. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    4. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    5. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    6. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    7. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    8. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
    9. Was macht ein Mann
      was macht ein Mann
      der zwischen Mensch und Tier
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      was
      Er wird zu seiner Tochter gehen
      sie ist schön und jung an Jahren
      und dann wird er wie ein Hund
      mit eigen Fleisch und Blut sich paaren
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein
      Tier
      Was macht die Frau
      was macht die Frau
      die zwischen Tier und Mann
      nicht unterscheiden kann
      Sie taucht die Feder in sein Blut
      schreibt sich selber einen Brief
      entseelte Zeilen an die Kindheit
      als der Vater bei ihr schlief
      Was tust du
      Was fühlst du
      Was bist du
      doch nur ein Tier

      Delete
  6. https://gyazo.com/fe9d9d92bd2243cadf9dcbf147c37876

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Learn to link

      Delete
    2. Still not 200, willie wimpersnatch.

      Delete
    3. hey willie, all you have accomplished is to paint a huge target on willie rageclaw's back. In game of course. From this point forward, anyone who chats you in game, any new recruits to your current or future alliance, any friend you think you may have in EVE, even that new guy in local, well those are just my awox alts. Pay them no mind.

      Be seeing you, willie, and there's nothing you can do about it.

      Delete
    4. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    5. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    6. hey you ever heard of this thing called Copy and paste??? copy the link and post it on the address bar Damn all you anon's are lazy expecting links to just be clicky and go

      Delete
  7. meaning anything other than what is listed here mean's you Actually broke the law XD see I've been answering multiple post which does require ALOT of repetitive post. so Yes it had been a bit spammy but have I once phished for information? nope. however....

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Lol who broke what law again? Fukin space lawyers trying to argue texas law ( that's a twofer)

      Delete
    2. Yo willie, stop with the vague threats! You know there's absolutely nothing you can do about anything posted here about that retard william greer.

      I mean you came here looking for shit, you got a face full of it, and now you're mad that we are laughing about you and your fatass redheaded cousin/wife lilly lowrent.

      You're nothing, you should make like your AN HERO shardani, and AN QUIT. Lol that cracks me up. :)

      Delete
    3. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    4. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    5. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    6. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    7. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    8. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    9. shit I wasn't raised as a quitter! shit been smoking for 25+ years (bad and nasty habit I know) but wait isn't that why participation trophies were invented? so that way instead of calling the kids a failure and a quitter they got a trophy for "hey you tried" when I was a kid I was taught that there is no word tried that's no different than failing or quitting

      Delete
  8. ohhh BTW

    <<<<<<<<< is battle squirrel for those that don't know

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    Replies
    1. Is that what they called you in the "army"?

      Stolen valor shitters like you are pathetic.

      Delete
    2. Still not 200, willie wimpersnatch

      Delete
    3. Nothing you can do. You are impotent to stop us from laughing at you specifically, and you fatass cousin/wife lillie lowrent. Has anyone linked her this site yet?

      I may not post "200 comments a day", but I will for sure, at least once a day, call you out for being an ignorant, uneducated, stolen valor, cousin fucking, william greer. Right here in the comments, and there's nothing you can do you spergy retard.

      Every day.

      Always! ;)

      Delete
    4. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    5. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    6. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
  9. GOOGLE IS GOING TO PRISON

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    Replies
    1. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    2. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    3. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    4. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    5. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    6. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
  10. Lol, this retard now trying to backpedal and say he wasn't deliberately spamming the site and claiming that he would shut it down by overwhelming it with pings and posts, bragging about how slow it was loading (when it was just his own computer lagging cuz he was pinging Google) - lol, no, now he claims that he was just responding to our posts, and so of course he had to make so many posts in order to address all the nuanced arguments of the discussion. Uh-huh!


    I mean you came here looking for shit, you got a face full of it, and now you're mad that we are laughing about you.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    2. I haven't back pedaled one bit o7 but hey why not dig up some more information anon come on you can do it!

      Delete
    3. who's mad? shit you guys been giving me something to do for the last few days it's been amazing the train of thought and literal prowess is lacking but hey o7 hang in there sport you'll get good eventually

      Delete
  11. Please do not post racist gringo comments about nooses. This website is hosted in Mexico City, a free city in un country libre!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. You came twice last year like a Sears catalog
      'Cause your last boyfriend makes love like Boss Hogg
      Well now you're seeing me but soon I'll have you seeing God
      'Cause girl I'll get you panting like you're Pavlov's dog
      Like a DC-10 I'm guaranteed to go down
      But baby your black box is the one that I found
      I'll give you the gift that keeps on givin' it won't cost you any money
      Then she grabbed me by the ears and said kiss me where it smell funny
      So down I go like I'm 2000 Flushes
      I can tell I'm doing something right by the way that she blushes
      She's one that's speechless but I'm the one that's tongue tied
      She's thinking holy mackerel I'm thinking tuna on the side
      There must be something wrong with Al Pacino's nose
      'Cause the scent of a woman is like rotten tomatoes
      Yea I'm snorkeling for clams and it doesn't matter if I want to be
      Don't come up for air until you kiss me where it smells funny
      Drop my face below her waist and stay on third base
      I can tell that the cherry's ripe by the way it tastes
      Yeah I could make a lot of wine with the yeast I find inside her panties
      And then drink it while eating out down at the Seafood Shanty

      Delete
    2. ohhh you mean like the word Gringo? You know that's similar to words like: kike, wetback, gook, cracka, Nigga, spick, slant eye, round eye, the list is really really long. I mean for humans we have invented a lot of words to do harm to one another it's a shame that things like words hurt you. XD

      Delete
  12. "hey you guys start phishing facebook yet?" - months ago!

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    1. It's amazing that he can function well enough to even log on. Such levels of retardation. I bet it's because his pappy liked to keep it in the family too... If you know what I mean

      Seem that cousin-screwing runs in the family. Lol

      Delete
    2. His family tree looks like a telephone pole? Ha!

      Delete
    3. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    4. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    5. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
  13. I mean you came here looking for shit, you got a face full of it, and now you're mad that we are laughing about you

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    2. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    3. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
  14. Jeez this blog has been overrun by one Greer and a bunch of anons too lazy to register. From now on I'm enabling the Greasemonkey script.

    https://i.imgur.com/et16oHs.png Hooray!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I still think the scale of this miners futile meltdown and obsession is hilarious.

      Lol

      Delete
    2. Is that the ag blog that no one reads?

      Delete
    3. I see the script that changes everyone's comment to a single word and I immediately think of the old saying "ignorance is bliss".

      You must be very "blissful".

      Delete
    4. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
  15. i like the anons

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    Replies
    1. Well using an ingame character name and registering helps.

      I always think anons are shadowboxers.

      Delete
    2. Should I use my real-life name when I spam the forum? Or is that a bad idea which is likely to backfire when someone does something unexpected like type my name into Google?

      Delete
    3. If you register under any name other than your RL name, you may as well be an anon. The hypocrisy of people that register with a made up moniker, then cry about anons, is mindblowing.

      That "professor" is obviously too ignorant to see his own hypocrisy when he cries about "anons" while posting as a made up character. AND, if James wanted to ban anons, he simply needs to check a box. Otherwise who are we to question the Savior's reasoning?

      Jeezus, is the world really becoming that ignorant?

      If you don't post under your RL name, then you are just as anon as the rest of us. Hell, it looks like willie greer is the only true non-anon here.

      Hypocrites are the lowest of the low.

      Delete
    4. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
      To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
      Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
      Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
      And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
      And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
      Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
      Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
      M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
      Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
      'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
      After that I get silly like soupy sales
      Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
      A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
      With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
      I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
      Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
      Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
      'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
      You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
      But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
      Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
      Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
      And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
      Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
      It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
      I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
      It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      Regrets I've had a few
      First and foremost I'd like to mention you
      For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
      Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
      You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
      Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
      You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
      I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
      It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
      So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
      I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
      Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
      I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
      But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
      Lived in your pants
      At that junction I came to realize
      That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
      Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
      That you were not a girl you were an experiment
      'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
      (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
      You're pretty when I'm drunk
      And I'm pretty fucking drunk

      Delete
    5. If you register under any name other than your RL name, you may as well be an anon. The hypocrisy of people that register with a made up moniker, then cry about anons, is mindblowing.

      That "professor" is obviously too ignorant to see his own hypocrisy when he cries about "anons" while posting as a made up character. AND, if James wanted to ban anons, he simply needs to check a box. Otherwise who are we to question the Savior's reasoning?

      Jeezus, is the world really becoming that ignorant?

      If you don't post under your RL name, then you are just as anon as the rest of us. Hell, it looks like willie greer is the only true non-anon here.

      Hypocrites are the lowest of the low.

      ^^^^^^^^^ they are right you know^^^^^^^^

      Delete
    6. hey you know what comes up when I type my name in google? well it sure wasn't about me it was all about that special agent William Greer (I think im related to him not sure honestly.

      Delete
  16. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
    To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
    Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
    Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
    And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
    And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
    Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
    Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
    M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
    Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
    'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
    After that I get silly like soupy sales
    Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
    A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
    With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
    I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
    'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
    Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
    Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
    'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
    You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
    But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
    Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
    Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
    And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
    Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
    It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
    I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
    It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
    'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    Regrets I've had a few
    First and foremost I'd like to mention you
    For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
    Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
    You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
    Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
    You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
    I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
    It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
    So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
    I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
    Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
    I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
    But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
    Lived in your pants
    At that junction I came to realize
    That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
    Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
    That you were not a girl you were an experiment
    'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    You're pretty when I'm drunk
    And I'm pretty fucking drunk

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  17. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
    To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
    Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
    Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
    And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
    And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
    Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
    Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
    M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
    Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
    'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
    After that I get silly like soupy sales
    Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
    A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
    With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
    I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
    'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
    Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
    Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
    'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
    You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
    But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
    Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
    Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
    And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
    Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
    It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
    I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
    It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
    'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    Regrets I've had a few
    First and foremost I'd like to mention you
    For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
    Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
    You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
    Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
    You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
    I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
    It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
    So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
    I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
    Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
    I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
    But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
    Lived in your pants
    At that junction I came to realize
    That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
    Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
    That you were not a girl you were an experiment
    'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    You're pretty when I'm drunk
    And I'm pretty fucking drunk

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  18. One night me and the crew hit the road on a mission
    To slurp free brew and go fuzzy flounder fishin'
    Kayjees on the hi-fi and the keg was bottomless
    Until we brought skip o' pot2mus
    And daddy's gonna get some probably underage and dumb
    And everybody knows that the daddy eats his young
    Lupus in the lavatory making a big stink
    Macing up the toilet seat and pooping in the sink
    M.S.G.'s tanked up and wizzin' in a cup
    Waiting for a sprinkle genie to come and drink it up
    'Cause I'm the one bottle willy with the twelve horse ale
    After that I get silly like soupy sales
    Now it's midnight and I'm completely boofy blitzed
    A six of Schlitz and the Jew brew Manischewitz
    With my beer-tinted glasses I'm ready to bitty battle
    I'm hungry like the wolf but I'll end up tending cattle
    'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (And I'm pretty fuckin' drunk)
    Here she comes, a funky fried cutie
    Mr. Jimmy Pop Ali is gonna get some booty
    'Cause I'm Mr. Mcfeelie with a speedy delivery
    You'd think I was a ditch the way this chick was diggin' me
    But maybe I should check and see if this is where I want to be
    Hey lupus is she cut, yeah for a pygmie
    Aw, what do you know, you're probably going home alone
    And it wouldn't be the first time that I gave a dog a bone
    Plus beauty, it's only skin deep
    It's in the eye of the beholder and my beholder's about to tweak
    I could tap that barrel, in fact I know I can
    It's a ménage à trois you and me and Heineken
    'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    Regrets I've had a few
    First and foremost I'd like to mention you
    For the sake of conversation we'll call you the brand new heavy
    Your a mix between an Ugnaut and Eugene Levy
    You can call it big-boned, I prefer to call it gut
    Your Buddha your Shamu your Jabba the fuckin' Hutt
    You had harpoon scars and your boobies were hairy
    I smelt tuna melt but I wasn't gonna worry
    It was three a.m. and I wasn't gettin' squat
    So I rolled you up in flour and aimed it for the wet spot
    I was buttering rolls like a soup kitchen Christian
    Then it hit me something bit me while my little rod was fishin'
    I was deep sea fishing I took a fat chance
    But how was I supposed to know that jabberjaws
    Lived in your pants
    At that junction I came to realize
    That only Frank Purdue likes thighs that size
    Fatty fatty boom ba latty I gotta lament
    That you were not a girl you were an experiment
    'Cause you're pretty when I'm drunk
    (You're pretty when I'm drunk)
    You're pretty when I'm drunk
    And I'm pretty fucking drunk

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  19. Hey! Hey! Hey!
    I don't like walking around this old and empty house
    So hold my hand, I'll walk with you, my dear
    The stairs creak as you sleep, it's keeping me awake
    It's the house telling you to close your eyes

    And some days I can't even dress myself
    It's killing me to see you this way

    'Cause though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey! Hey! Hey!

    There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back
    Well tell her that I miss our little talks
    Soon it will be over and buried with our past
    We used to play outside when we were young
    And full of life and full of love.

    Some days I don't know if I am wrong or right
    Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear

    'Cause though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey!
    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey!
    Hey!

    You're gone, gone, gone away
    I watched you disappear
    All that's left is a ghost of you.
    Now we're torn, torn, torn apart,
    There's nothing we can do
    Just let me go we'll meet again soon
    Now wait, wait, wait for me
    Please hang around
    I'll see you when I fall asleep

    Hey!
    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!
    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    ReplyDelete
  20. Hey! Hey! Hey!
    I don't like walking around this old and empty house
    So hold my hand, I'll walk with you, my dear
    The stairs creak as you sleep, it's keeping me awake
    It's the house telling you to close your eyes

    And some days I can't even dress myself
    It's killing me to see you this way

    'Cause though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey! Hey! Hey!

    There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back
    Well tell her that I miss our little talks
    Soon it will be over and buried with our past
    We used to play outside when we were young
    And full of life and full of love.

    Some days I don't know if I am wrong or right
    Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear

    'Cause though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey!
    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey!
    Hey!

    You're gone, gone, gone away
    I watched you disappear
    All that's left is a ghost of you.
    Now we're torn, torn, torn apart,
    There's nothing we can do
    Just let me go we'll meet again soon
    Now wait, wait, wait for me
    Please hang around
    I'll see you when I fall asleep

    Hey!
    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!
    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    ReplyDelete
  21. Hey! Hey! Hey!
    I don't like walking around this old and empty house
    So hold my hand, I'll walk with you, my dear
    The stairs creak as you sleep, it's keeping me awake
    It's the house telling you to close your eyes

    And some days I can't even dress myself
    It's killing me to see you this way

    'Cause though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey! Hey! Hey!

    There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back
    Well tell her that I miss our little talks
    Soon it will be over and buried with our past
    We used to play outside when we were young
    And full of life and full of love.

    Some days I don't know if I am wrong or right
    Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear

    'Cause though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey!
    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey!
    Hey!

    You're gone, gone, gone away
    I watched you disappear
    All that's left is a ghost of you.
    Now we're torn, torn, torn apart,
    There's nothing we can do
    Just let me go we'll meet again soon
    Now wait, wait, wait for me
    Please hang around
    I'll see you when I fall asleep

    Hey!
    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!
    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    ReplyDelete
  22. Hey! Hey! Hey!
    I don't like walking around this old and empty house
    So hold my hand, I'll walk with you, my dear
    The stairs creak as you sleep, it's keeping me awake
    It's the house telling you to close your eyes

    And some days I can't even dress myself
    It's killing me to see you this way

    'Cause though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey! Hey! Hey!

    There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back
    Well tell her that I miss our little talks
    Soon it will be over and buried with our past
    We used to play outside when we were young
    And full of life and full of love.

    Some days I don't know if I am wrong or right
    Your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear

    'Cause though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey!
    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Hey!
    Hey!

    You're gone, gone, gone away
    I watched you disappear
    All that's left is a ghost of you.
    Now we're torn, torn, torn apart,
    There's nothing we can do
    Just let me go we'll meet again soon
    Now wait, wait, wait for me
    Please hang around
    I'll see you when I fall asleep

    Hey!
    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!
    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Don't listen to a word I say
    Hey!
    The screams all sound the same
    Hey!

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    Though the truth may vary
    This ship will carry our bodies safe to shore

    ReplyDelete
  23. Load up on guns, bring your friends
    It's fun to lose and to pretend
    She's over-bored and self-assured
    Oh no, I know a dirty word
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    I'm worse at what I do best
    And for this gift I feel blessed
    Our little group has always been
    And always will until the end
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    And I forget just why I taste
    Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
    I found it hard, it's hard to find
    Oh well, whatever, never mind
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial, a denial
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial

    ReplyDelete
  24. Load up on guns, bring your friends
    It's fun to lose and to pretend
    She's over-bored and self-assured
    Oh no, I know a dirty word
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    I'm worse at what I do best
    And for this gift I feel blessed
    Our little group has always been
    And always will until the end
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    And I forget just why I taste
    Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
    I found it hard, it's hard to find
    Oh well, whatever, never mind
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial, a denial
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial

    ReplyDelete
  25. Load up on guns, bring your friends
    It's fun to lose and to pretend
    She's over-bored and self-assured
    Oh no, I know a dirty word
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    I'm worse at what I do best
    And for this gift I feel blessed
    Our little group has always been
    And always will until the end
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    And I forget just why I taste
    Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
    I found it hard, it's hard to find
    Oh well, whatever, never mind
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial, a denial
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial

    ReplyDelete
  26. Load up on guns, bring your friends
    It's fun to lose and to pretend
    She's over-bored and self-assured
    Oh no, I know a dirty word
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    I'm worse at what I do best
    And for this gift I feel blessed
    Our little group has always been
    And always will until the end
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    And I forget just why I taste
    Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
    I found it hard, it's hard to find
    Oh well, whatever, never mind
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial, a denial
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial

    ReplyDelete
  27. Load up on guns, bring your friends
    It's fun to lose and to pretend
    She's over-bored and self-assured
    Oh no, I know a dirty word
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    I'm worse at what I do best
    And for this gift I feel blessed
    Our little group has always been
    And always will until the end
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    And I forget just why I taste
    Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
    I found it hard, it's hard to find
    Oh well, whatever, never mind
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial, a denial
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial

    ReplyDelete
  28. Load up on guns, bring your friends
    It's fun to lose and to pretend
    She's over-bored and self-assured
    Oh no, I know a dirty word
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    I'm worse at what I do best
    And for this gift I feel blessed
    Our little group has always been
    And always will until the end
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    Yeah, hey
    And I forget just why I taste
    Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
    I found it hard, it's hard to find
    Oh well, whatever, never mind
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello, how low
    Hello, hello, hello
    With the lights out, it's less dangerous
    Here we are now, entertain us
    I feel stupid and contagious
    Here we are now, entertain us
    A mulatto, an albino, a mosquito, my libido
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial, a denial
    A denial, a denial, a denial, a denial

    ReplyDelete
  29. Professor Lawton is a real person, irl, whereas William Greer is an NPC.

    ReplyDelete

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