Thread: Gone native
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02-14-2009 04:42 PMWarning: This post may contain language unsuitable for minors or math not suitable for liberal-arts majors.
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02-14-2009 04:53 PM
lousy brown chickens and their sealed testimony
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02-14-2009 04:55 PMI was at Key West for the worlds. I was out running an erriand and wanted a quick bite- so I pulled into a KFC. I was sitting at the little drive-thru menu thing ordering and running all around the base of the think were these little baby chicks and a few hens.
Now that's irony. Or maybe JIT supply.
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02-14-2009 04:55 PM
There is attorney-client priveledge, but not chicken-cow.
This is your loophole, Bob.Warning: This post may contain language unsuitable for minors or math not suitable for liberal-arts majors.
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02-14-2009 04:59 PM
only a few of us know what JIT stands for, and a few less that know what an LBFM is
Parabellum FJ²B
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02-14-2009 05:00 PM
all I have on is a tie that is seriously outdated, and yet no one says a word
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02-14-2009 05:01 PMIf you put the chickens next to the cows and then stay very quiet you may here
brown chicken brown cow
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02-14-2009 05:23 PMI use a spatula as a back scratcher, it is a scratchula, if you come to my house don't eat anything fried.
"Scratchula: The Ballad of Bobcat"
Words and muzik by
Phragle Zombie
Dead I am the one, Exterminating son
Slipping through the trees, strangling the breeze
Dead I am the sky, watching angels cry
While they slowly turn, conquering the worm
Bobcat's loosin his mind
Drinkin Natty Lite slime
He scratches his back witha
Scratchula
Dead I am the pool, spreading from the fool
Weak and want you need, nowhere as you bleed
Dead I am the rat, feast upon the cat
Tender is the fur, dying as you purr
Bobcat's loosin his mind
Drinkin Natty Lite slime
He scratches his back witha
Scratchula
Do it baby, Do it baby
Do it baby, Do it baby
Scratch like an animal
Dead I am the life, dig into the skin
Knuckle crack the bone, 21 to win
Dead I am the dog, hound of hell you cry
Devil on your back, I can never die
Bobcat's loosin his mind
Drinkin Natty Lite slime
He scratches his back witha
Scratchula
Do it baby, Do it baby
Do it baby, Do it baby
Burn like an animal
Bobcat's loosin his mind
Drinkin Natty Lite slime
He scratches his back witha
Scratchula
Bobcat's loosin his mind
Drinkin Natty Lite slime
He scratches his back witha
Scratchula
Bobcat's loosin his mind
Drinkin Natty Lite slime
He scratches his back witha
ScratchulaP-4077 "The Swamp" S.B.Y.C. and Michigan medboat mothership
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02-14-2009 05:55 PMHeres the other version:
dead I am the one
exterminating sun
slipping through the trees
strangling the breeze
dead I am the sky
watching angels cry
as they slowly turn
conquering the worm
dead I am the pool
spreading from the fool
weak and want you need
nowhere as you bleed
dead I am the rat
feast upon cat
tender is the fur
dying as you purr
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
do it baby, do it baby
burn like an animal
do it baby, do it baby
burn like an animal
dead I am the life
dig into the skin
knuckle crack the bone
21 to win
dead I am the dog
hound of hell you cry
devil on your back
I can never die
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
do it baby, do it baby
burn like an animal
do it baby, do it baby
burn like an animal
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula
dig through the ditches
burn through the witches
I slam in the back of my
dragula•_•_•_▬_▬_▬_•_•_•
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02-14-2009 05:57 PM
Lite Beer From Miller.
Lil Bob Freaking Mathews.
Like Brown Fowl Music
Less Boat For MoneyWarning: This post may contain language unsuitable for minors or math not suitable for liberal-arts majors.
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02-14-2009 07:27 PM
you people have crossed the line, I tried to be good, but fug it, the kool-aid will look good when I am done, stezc is right, you are all filthy pigs(except for buck , who is a filthy hillbilly) I am going fishing tomorrow, if that doesn't scare you nothing will, I ain't taking no sh*t from paul, he moved to michigan which pretty much sums it up, when I am done with you punks you will think that the lifetime channel is good stuff.
Parabellum FJ²B
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02-14-2009 07:29 PM
fu*k just missed a call from australia, they are pigs too, but they speak english like they hate it
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02-14-2009 07:42 PM
[QUOTE=Bobcat;109570] I am going fishing tomorrowQUOTE]
Thanks for rubbin it in, dick! Do I need to send R.G. down there to smack you back in line?