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Talk Show Host	posted on 06-17-2001 @ 11:59 AM
Hanger-On Registered: Jan. 01	PORK SODA Now listen up you know ya come home from working that nine to five and lay yourself down on burgundy couch, you know, it never really was burgundy. It was red, and you painted with the goddamn sprinkler and now you have bits and pieces of burgundy stuck to your butt every time you get off of it. You never tell your family, you never tell your family because, you know, ol' Junior, he's got no brains, and what can you do? What can you do? (And old Junior, you know, got a little crazy with that P.B.J. that one day...??) Grab yourself a can of pork soda You'll be feeling just fine Ain't nothin' quite like sittin' 'round the house Swillin' down them Cans of swine Ha ha ha! Yes, Dad's an idiot alright! Well, alright, I'm really starting to worry about you. You had to have that two-car garage with the large driveway so you could park that goddamn boat in it. If it wasn't for the boat (blah blah blah) I like Kansas wine... Well, maybe it's something simpler, like your team lost or your girlfriend used to be a guy, you know, I don't know. I mean.. (blah blah blah) LONG LIVE LES CLAYPOOL KING OF ALL BASS PLAYERS King of the newbies
BaLLooN NoT	posted on 06-17-2001 @ 12:00 PM
O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00	ok my first MUSIC post. if u talking PRIMUS it has 2 be WYNONA'S BIG BROWN BEAVER Wynona got herself a big brown beaver And she shows him off to all her friends. One day you know that beaver tried to leave her, So she caged him up with cyclone fence. Along came Lou with the old baboon And said "Recognize that smell?" "Smells like seven layers, That beaver eats Taco Bell." Now Rex, was a Texan out of New Orleans, And he travelled with the carnival shows. He ran bumper cars, sucked cheap cigars, And he candied up his nose. He got wind of the big brown beaver, So he tought he'd take himself a peek. But the Beaver was quick And grabbed him by the kiwis. Now he ain't pissed for a week (And a half) Now Wynona took her big brown beaver And she stuck him up in the air. Said, "I sure do love this big brown beaver And I wish I did have a pair." Now the beaver once slept for seven days And it gave us all an awful fright. So I tickled his chin and I gave him a pinch, And the bastard tried to bite me. Wynona loved her big brown beaver And she stroked him all the time. She pricked her finger one day and it Occured to her she might have a porcupine SIG PIC CREATED BY AUSTIN 3:16 E-Mail Me METS will go ALL THE WAY THIS YEAR !!!!!!!!!!! Yankees & the Braves SUCK !!!!!!!!
mckinks	posted on 06-17-2001 @ 12:40 PM
Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01	I'm not really a Primus fan but I get a kick out of this whenever I hear it: My Name Is Mud My name is Mud Not to be confused with Bill or Jack or Pete or Dennis My name is mud and it's always been 'Cause I'm the most boring sons-a-bitch you've ever seen I dress in blue-yes navy blue >From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes I make 'em shine, well most the time 'Cept today my feet are troddin' on by this friend of mine Six foort two and rude as hell I got to get him in the ground before he starts to smell My name is Mud My name is Mud, but call me Alowishus Devadander Abercrombie That's long for Mud so I've been told Told that by this sonsabitch that lies before me bloated blue and cold I've got my pride, I drink my wine I'd drink the finest except I haven't earned a dime in several months Or were it years The breath on that fat bastard could bring any man to tears We had our words, a common spat So I kissed him upside the cranium with an aluminum baseball bat My name is Mud "Some folks trust to reason others trust to might, I don't trust to nothin', but I know it comes out right."
American Fing Psycho	posted on 06-18-2001 @ 6:28 PM
Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01	My Favorite Primus song.... TOO MANY PUPPIES Too many puppies are being shot in the dark. Too many puppies are trained not to bark. At the sight of blood that must be spilled so that we may maintain our oil fields. Too many puppies Too many puppies are taught to heal. Too many puppies are trained to kill. On the command of men wearing money belts that buy mistresses sleek animal pelts. Too many puppies. Too many puppies with guns in their hands. Too many puppies in foreign lands. Are dressed up sharp in suits of green and Placed upon the war machine. Too many puppies are just like me. Too many puppies are afraid to see. The visions of the past brought to life again, Too many puppies, too many dead men "Hey i never said I was a good drunk" "I don't hate the seals. I just hate the enjoyment they give to people." Bachman
SpiritOfDirt	posted on 06-19-2001 @ 11:25 AM
Psychopath Registered: May. 01	-TOMMY THE CAT- "I remember as it were a meal ago" Said Tommy the Cat as he reeled back to clear whatever foreign matter may have nestled its way into his mighty throat. Many a fat alley rat had met its demise while staring point blank down the cavernous barrel of this awesome prowling machine. Truly a wonder of nature this urban predator. Tommy the cat had many a story to tell, But it was a rare occasion such as this that he did. "She came slidin' down the alleyway like butter drippin' off a hot biscuit. The aroma, the mean scent, was enough to arouse suspicion in even the oldest of Tigers that hung around the hot spot in those days. The sight was beyond belief. Many a head snapped for double - even triple - takes as this vivacious feline made her her way into the delta of the alleyway where the most virile of the young tabbys were known to hang out. They hung in droves. Such a multitude of masculinity could only be found in one place... And that was O'malley's Alley. The air was thick with cat calls (no pun intended), But not even a muscle in her neck did twitch as she sauntered up into the heart of the alley. She knew what she wanted. She was lookin' for that stud bull, the he cat. And that was me. Tommy the Cat is my name and I say unto thee... "Say baby do you wanna lay down by me" THE ROOT OF THE PROBLEM HAS BEEN ISOLATED .......Proud graduate of the Spitfire421 school of altered reality.......

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