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a little something for uncle phil...(edit - NSFW added)
you made me a thread,.....now i return the favor.
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v1...an/marilyn.jpg http://www.ediscountwholesalers.com/.../PG_460_LG.jpg http://members.cox.net/steve.derry/mary35.jpg http://www.johngilmore.com/Celebriti...lyn_Monroe.jpg http://www.english.uiuc.edu/maps/poe...hn/monroe4.jpg Goodbye Norma Jean Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork And they whispered into your brain They set you on the treadmill And they made you change your name CHORUS: And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind. Never knowing who to cling to When the rain set in. I would have liked to have known you But I was just a kid. Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did. Loneliness was tough The toughest role you ever played Hollywood created a superstar And pain was the price you paid Even when you died All the press still hounded you All the papers had to say was that Marilyn was found in the nude And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind. Never knowing who to cling to When the rain set in. I would have liked to have known you But I was just a kid. Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did. Goodbye Norma Jean Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled Goodbye Norma Jean From the young man in the 22nd row Who sees you as something more than sexual More than just our Marilyn Monroe And it seems to me you lived your life Like a candle in the wind. Never knowing who to cling to When the rain set in. I would have liked to have known you But I was just a kid. Your candle burned out long before Your legend ever did. Your candle burned out long before your legend ever did. hope you enjoy it phil............... :thumbsup: |
i'm likin' this idea already...thanks, fly...
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no prob man.......... http://www.marilynmonroe.com/images/...r/photo395.jpg cheers...... :D |
Hey fly, are we gonna need one of these to join in?
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i would like to think that the peeps here would be honoured to post in this here thread for the mighty mystro himself.(i know it's spelled wrong) so no cards are needed..... http://www.marilynmonroe.com/images/...r/photo414.jpg ....and it doesn't neccesarily have to be Marilyn pics........whatta ya' think uncle phil would like? |
[....and it doesn't neccesarily have to be Marilyn pics........whatta ya' think uncle phil would like?]
anything you guys want to do...i'm lovin' this...thanks again, guys... |
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If you guys could be with one of these intriguing women but had to have her like this, would you do it? I think I could handle Martha with a Van Dyke. ;) |
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and bernie just makes this a Triple "A" thread. *woot!* :suave:
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Yeah uncle phil.....can't blame you if you stay in the rack awhile longer today!
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damn, my first avatar...thanks, ng...
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I'd hit it.
But it's dead. And I missed my chance. FUCK |
Centerfield
John Fogerty ( Album : Centerfield ) Well, beat the drum and hold the phone - the sun came out today! We're born again, there's new grass on the field. A-roundin' third, and headed for home, it's a brown-eyed handsome man; Anyone can understand the way i feel. Chorus: Oh, put me in, coach - i'm ready to play today; Put me in, coach - i'm ready to play today; Look at me, i can be centerfield. Well, i spent some time in the mudville nine, watchin' it from the bench; You know i took some lumps when the mighty casey struck out. So say hey willie, tell ty cobb and joe dimaggio; Don't say "it ain't so", you know the time is now. Chorus Yeah! i got it, i got it! Got a beat-up glove, a homemade bat, and brand-new pair of shoes; You know i think it's time to give this game a ride. Just to hit the ball and touch 'em all - a moment in the sun; (pop) it's gone and you can tell that one goodbye! Chorus Chorus Yeah! |
nice slice ng..........i like the way you put uncle phil in there .....
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haha flyman's in trouble
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bring it on buddy,bring it on :D |
oh, wow...are they gonna fight over me?
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and...thou shalt always take up at least two spaces in parking lots...
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PRINCE (uncle phil)
Little Red Corvette I guess I shoulda known by the way you parked your car sideways That it wouldn't last See you're the kinda person that believes in makin' out once Love 'em and leave 'em fast I guess I must be dumb 'Cuz you had a pocket full of horses Trojan and some of them used But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it all right And you say what have I got to lose? And honey I say Little red corvette Baby you're much too fast Little red corvette You need a love that's gonna last I guess I shoulda closed my eyes When you drove me to the place where your horses run free 'Cuz I felt a little ill When I saw all the pictures Of the jockeys that were there before me Believe it or not I started to worry I wondered if I had enough class But it was Saturday night, I guess that makes it all right And you say, "Baby, have you got enough gas? "Oh yeah Little red corvette Baby you're much too fast, yes your Little red corvette You need to find a love that's gonna last, oh-oh A body like yours (A body like yours) Oughta be in jail (Oughta be in jail) 'Cuz it's on the verge of bein' obscene ('Cuz it's on the verge) (of bein' obscene) Move over baby, gimme the keys (Move over baby, gimme the keys) I'm gonna try to tame your (I'm gonna try to tame) little red love machine (your little red love machine) Little red corvette Baby you're much to fast Little red corvette you need to find a love that's gonna last Little red corvette Honey you got to slow down (Got to slow down) Little red corvette 'Cuz if you don't your gonna run little red corvette right in the ground (Little red corvette) Right down to the ground (Honey you got to slow down) U -- U -- U got to slow down (Little red corvette) You're movin' much to fast (too fast) You need to find a love that's gonna last Girl, you got an ass like I never seen And the ride... I say the ride is so smooth you must be a limousine Baby you're much too fast Little red corvette You need a love, YOu need a love that's, that's gonna last, oh oh (Little red corvette) You got to slow down (You got to slow down) Little red corvette 'Cuz if you don't, 'cuz if you don't, You gonna run your body right into the ground (Right into the ground) Right into the ground (Right into the ground) Right into the ground (Right into the ground) Little red corvette, baby, oh |
this is the sign from the bar where i had my first wobbly pop:
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We're paying tribute to a THIEF???? :o
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*sniff*........you call 'em wobbly pops too???????..........*sniff* that's just fuckin' beautiful man.......... :thumbsup: i think i love you phil........... |
BOB SEGER & THE SILVER BULLET BAND LYRICS
Old Time Rock And Roll Just take those old records off the shelf I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself Today's music aln 't got the same soul I like that old time rock 'n' roll Don't try to take me to a disco You'll never even get me out on the In ten minutes I'll be late for the door I like that old time rock'n' roll Still like that old time rock'n' roll That kind of music just soothes the soul I reminisce about the days of old With that old time rock 'n' roll Won't go to hear them play a tango I'd rather hear some blues or funky old soul There's only sure way to get me to go Start playing old time rock 'n' roll Call me a relic, call me what you will Say I'm old-fashioned, say I'm over the hill Today' music ain't got the same soul I like that old time rock 'n' roll Still like that old time rock'n' roll That kind of music just soothes the soul I reminisce about the days of old With that old time rock 'n' roll |
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I'm sleeping And right in the middle of a good dream like all at once I wake up From something that keeps knocking at my brain Before I go insane I hold my pillow to my head And spring up in my bed Screaming out the words I dread: "I think I love you!" (I think I love you) This morning, I woke up with this feeling I didn't know how to deal with And so I just decided to myself I'd hide it to myself And never talk about it And didn't I go and shout it When you walked into my room. "I think I love you!" (I think I love you) I think I love you So what am I so afraid of? I'm afraid that I'm not sure of A love there is no cure for I think I love you Isn't that what life is made of? Though it worries me to say I've never felt this way Believe me You really don't have to worry I only want to make you happy And if you say, hey, go away, I will But I think better still I ought to stay around and love you Do you think I have a case? Let me ask you to your face: Do you think you love me? I think I love you! |
nice one joe............hate to admit it......but i actually kinda like thatt tune.........
and so what if i do love phil........i love you too man |
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great googly moogly...that could get me through almost a year...
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EVERYBODY'S WORKING FOR THE WEEKEND
By Loverboy Everyone's watching, to see what you will do Everyone's looking at you, oh Everyone's wondering, will you come out tonight Everyone's trying to get it right, get it right Everybody's working for the weekend Everybody wants a little romance Everybody's goin' off the deep end Everybody needs a second chance, oh You want a piece of my heart You better start from start You wanna be in the show Come on baby lets go Everyone's looking to see if it was you Everyone wants you to come through Everyone's hoping it'll all work out Everyone's waiting they're holding out Everybody's working for the weekend Everybody wants a little romance Everybody's goin' off the deep end Everybody needs a second chance, oh You want a piece of my heart You better start from start You wanna be in the show Come on baby lets go (quick break) You want a piece of my heart You better start from start You wanna be in the show Come on baby lets go You want a piece of my heart You better start from start You wanna be in the show Come on baby lets go |
Lizzy Thin
Album: A Knight's Tale Soundtrack Title: The Boys Are Back In Town Text: Guess who just got back today Them wildout boys, that'd been away Haven't changed, had much to say But man I still think them cats are great They were asking if you were around How you was, where you could be found Told them you were living downtown Driving all the old men crazy The Boys are back in town (The boys are back in town) (I Said) The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town) The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town) You know that chic who used to dance a lot? Every night she'd be on the floor, shaken what she got Man when I tell you she was cool she was red hot I mean she was steamin' And that time over at Johnny's place When this chic got up and slapped Johnny's face Man we just fell about the place What that chic don't wanna know forget 'er The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town) (I said) The boys are back in town The boys are back in town The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town) The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town) Spread the word around Guess who's back in town You spread the word around Friday night they'll be dressed to kill Down at Dino's bar and grill The drinks will flow and blood would spill If the boys wanna fight you better let 'em That kid rocks down at the corner blasting out my favourite song The nights are getting warmer and won't be long Wont be long till the summer comes Now that the boys are here again The boys are back in town (the boys are back in town) The boys are back in town (the boys are back in town) The boys are back in town (the boys are back in town) (Spread the word around) The boys are back in town (The boys are back in town) (The boys are back, the boys are back) The boys are back in town again They're hanging out at Dino's The boys are back in town again |
well hell phil........how did paddyjoe get to hang with Marilyn? :D
http://www.marilynmonroe.com/images/...r/photo289.jpg and we've got you to page 2 also.......... weeeeeeeee................. |
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl
Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl I was once out strolling one very hot summer's day When I thought I'd lay myself down to rest in a big field of tall grass I lay there in the sun and felt it caressing my face And I fell asleep and dreamed I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie And that I was the star of the movie This really blew my mind, the fact that me, an overfed, long-haired leaping gnome should be the star of a Hollywood movie But there I was, I was taken to a place, the hall of the mountain kings I stood high upon a mountain top, naked to the world In front of every kind of girl, there was black ones, round ones, big ones, crazy ones... Out of the middle came a lady She whispered in my ear something crazy She said: Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl [spoken:] I thought to myself what could that mean Am I going crazy or is this just a dream Now, wait a minute I know I'm lying in a field of grass somewhere so it's all in my head and then.. I heard her say one more time: [sung:] Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl [spoken:] I could feel hot flames of fire roaring at my back As she disappeared, but soon she returned In her hand was a bottle of wine, in the other, a glass She poured some of the wine from the bottle into the glass And raised it to her lips And just before she drank it, she said: [sung:] Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl Spill the wine and take that pearl, Spill the wine and take that pearl -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
I WANT MY MAYPO!!!
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kinda the mood i'm in tonight.......hope you can feel it too....
Imagine : John Lennon Imagine there's no heaven, It's easy if you try, No hell below us, Above us only sky, Imagine all the people living for today... Imagine there's no countries, It isnt hard to do, Nothing to kill or die for, No religion too, Imagine all the people living life in peace... Imagine no possesions, I wonder if you can, No need for greed or hunger, A brotherhood of man, Imagine all the people Sharing all the world... You may say Im a dreamer, but Im not the only one, I hope some day you'll join us, And the world will live as one. |
"Plunk your magic twanger, Froggy!"
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got this pic on my guitar.....
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here phil..........found this for you
Magic Twanger "The Toad" The Toad Magic Twanger was custom built for Ryan Dunn of California. It incorporates some of the most beautiful aged French Claro Walnut I have seen. http://www.edromanguitars.com/resour...ges/ryand4.jpg The body is bound with a 1/4 inch maple strip. The neck will also be bound to match In this photo the neck is still in preparation. http://www.edromanguitars.com/resour...ges/ryand9.jpg This is the neck after inlay and before binding and frets my shop will inlay anything. http://www.edromanguitars.com/resour...es/ryand15.jpg The boxy Tele shape by nature of it's squarish design simply does not lend itself to gracefulness. This makes it quite a challenge to do a graceful all access neck and heel joint. As you can see I have accomplished this task by hand carving the neck heel so that it sits lower and better facilitates playing ease. http://www.edromanguitars.com/resour...es/ryand11.jpg The Magic Twanger (Toad) Guitar |
nobody ever watched the buster brown show with andy devine when they were kids?
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Andy Devine
http://www.tvtome.com/images/people/9/7/4-23553-sm.jpg Birthday: October 7, 1905 Birth Place: Flagstaff,Arizon, U.S.A Date of death: February 18, 1977 Cause of death: Details of death and place of death Orange ,California ,U.S.A (leukemia) |
Jingles...
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wtf?
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I could see u in the red one fly.......
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well hell Oshn.......those dresses are for phil eh............ but ya' know.....the red one is kinda sweet isn't it? :thumbsup: |
I know, but I could see u in a dress more than phil.....
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i could look at her without a dress all day...
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Joplin Janis
Album: Pearl Title: Me And Bobby Mcgee Text: Busted flat in Baton Rouge Waitin' for a train When I's feelin' near as faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down Just before it rained He rode us all the way to New Orleans I pulled my harpoon Out of my dirty red bandana I was playin' soft while Bobby sang blues Windshield wipers slappin' time I was holdin' Bobby's hand in mine We sang every song that driver knew Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin', I mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free Yeah, feelin' good was easy Lord, when he sang the blues Yeah, feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee From the Kentucky coal mines To the California sun Yeah, Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Through all kinds of weather Through everything that we done Hey, Bobby baby kept me from the cold One day up near Salinas, Lord I let him slip away He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it Well, I'd trade all o' my tomorrows For one single yesterday To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin', an' that's all that Bobby left me, la da Oh, feelin' good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues Yeah, feelin' good was good enough for me, oo oo Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee La da da La da da da La da da da da da da da La da da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee, yeah La da da da da da da La da da da da La da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee, yeah La da La la da da la da da la da da La da da da da da da da da Hey now, Bobby, now, now Bobby Mcgee, yeah La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Hey now Bobby now now Bobby Mcgee, yeah Lord, I called him my lover I called him my man I said I called him my lover did the best I can, c'mon Hey now Bobby now, hey now Bobby Mcgee, yeah wooooooo la da da da da da da |
betcha wouldn't mind spendin' an evening w/ her eh phil?
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you guys (and girls) are awesome...thanks again...
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We're molded in your image ol' unc. (maybe a tad forgetful tho) :D
The Band Stagefright Now deep in the heart of a lonely kid Who suffered so much for what he did, They gave this ploughboy his fortune and fame, Since that day he ain't been the same. See the man with the stage fright Just standin' up there to give it all his might. And he got caught in the spotlight, But when we get to the end He wants to start all over again. I've got fire water right on my breath And the doctor warned me I might catch a death. Said, "You can make it in your disguise, Just never show the fear that's in your eyes." See the man with the stage fright, Just standin' up there to give it all his might. He got caught in the spotlight, But when we get to the end He wants to start all over again. Now if he says that he's afraid, Take him at his word. And for the price that the poor boy has paid, He gets to sing just like a bird, oh, ooh ooh ooh. Your brow is sweatin' and your mouth gets dry, Fancy people go driftin' by. The moment of truth is right at hand, Just one more nightmare you can stand. See the man with the stage fright Just standin' up there to give it all his might. And he got caught in the spotlight, But when we get to the end He wants to start all over again, hmm hmm, You wanna try it once again, hmm hmm, Please don't make him stop, hmm hmm, Let him take it from the top, hmm hmm, Let him start all over again. |
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wow, christmas jammies...god bless you, one and all...
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you know who they are..........
Well I don't know why I came here tonight, I got the feeling that something ain't right, I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair, And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs, Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right, here I am, Stuck in the middle with you. Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you, And I'm wondering what it is I should do, It's so hard to keep this smile from my face, Losing control, yeah, I'm all over the place, Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right, Here I am, stuck in the middle with you. Well you started out with nothing, And you're proud that you're a self made man, And your friends, they all come crawlin, Slap you on the back and say, Please.... Please..... Trying to make some sense of it all, But I can see that it makes no sense at all, Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor, 'Cause I don't think that I can take anymore Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right, Here I am, stuck in the middle with you. Well you started out with nothing, And you're proud that you're a self made man, And your friends, they all come crawlin, Slap you on the back and say, Please.... Please..... Well I don't know why I came here tonight, I got the feeling that something ain't right, I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair, And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs, Clowns to the left of me, Jokers to the right, here I am, Stuck in the middle with you, Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you, Stuck in the middle with you. |
stealers wheel...you guys...where's the humble pie?
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I'm Ready I have an axe and pistol, my graveyard train Shoot tombstone bullets wearing balls and chain I'm drinking TNT, smoking dynamite I hope some screwball start a fight 'Cause I'm ready, yeah, ready as anybody can me Hey babe, listen I'm ready for you, I hope you're ready for me Oh, you pretty little chicks with your curly hair I know that you feel that I ain't nowhere Cause stop what you're doing and come down here I'll prove to you mama, that I ain't no square I'm ready, ready as anybody can me Yeah I'm ready for you, I hope you're ready for me Come on, take it I been drinking gin like never before Feeling good, I want you to know One more drink, I wish you would Take a whole lot of loving to make me feel good I'm ready, ready, yeah, ready as anybody can me Yeah, I'm ready for you, I hope you're ready for me I said, I'm ready for you, but I hope you're ready for me Oh yeah, yeah Oh yeah, yeah |
Guitar/vocals- Steve Marriott, guitar/vocals- Peter Frampton, bass/vocals- Greg Ridley, drums- Jerry Shirley
Humble Pie was formed in early 1969 following Steve Marriott's departure from the Small Faces. He teamed up with Peter Frampton from The Herd as well as Greg Ridley from Spooky Tooth and drummer Jerry Shirley. The band always had far more recognition in the US than at home in the UK and partly explains the later phenomenal success of Frampton's solo album Frampton Comes Alive. The band's first single, Natural Born Bugie, was a major hit and showed the evolution of the band from its individual members' former careers. The first two albums, As Safe as Yesterday Is and Town and Country, were both released in 1969. The success continued into the 1970s and included one of the definitive live albums Performance- Rockin' the Filmore. Peter Frampton decided he had had enough as it was difficult being in a band with two front-men and he was replaced by Clem Clempson who had previously been with Bakerloo and Colosseum. However, the group was losing focus and even the addition of female vocal group The Blackberries failed to bring back the early success. Steve Marriott continued to tour extensively although largely confined to the pub circuit until his untimely death in a house fire in 1991. Humble Pie recently reformed with original members Shirley and Ridley with Bobby Tench on vocals and Dave Colwellon guitar. This line-up released the Back on Track album in 2002. Peter Frampton also rejoined Shirley and Ridley along with Clem Clempson for the Steve Marriott Memorial concert in April 2001 and feature on the CD of the event. Towards the end of 2003 Greg Ridley had started gigging again. However, he died in hospital in Spain on 19 November. |
Humble Pie ............Alabama 69
I come from Alabama and I work a ten pound hammer And my womans picking cotton for the bossman on the hill They work us till they break our back And beat us cos our skin is black I guess I'll have to slave till the whip is in the grave When will we be free I wanna walk down any road And feel we have our liberty From day to day we live to die The scars across my back don't lie Ain't there anyone out there To hear my freedom cry Now I believe a man's a man who earns his pay as best he can The colour of his skin don't mean that he ain't just like you But white folk here don't give a hell They think that we were born to smell Of sweat and dust and dirt And pull a plough until we die When will we be free I wanna walk down any road And feel we have our liberty These shoes I'm wearing every day Got holes the size of Frisco Bay I'm praying for the time When there will come a judgement day You all know how long it is since Lincoln made their promices That one day we would walk alone the white side of the street But there was some bad folk around Who got so riled they shot him down And there ain't a cop in town Who wouldn't do the same for me When will we be free I wanna walk down any road And feel I've got my liberty When will we be free When will we be free When will we be free When will we be free |
page freakin' 3 phil..............you're on your way baby.
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can't wait 'til im on cloud (page) nine like you, fly...oooh, need to talk to fre and see if he'll let me change my avatar while i'm on vacation...my bad...you're on page 10...
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Fre will do it........he's the shit eh!!!!! :thumbsup: and as long as it's Marilyn.....things will be good............. :D enjoy your vacation to eh Mystro....... (and yes......once again......i no its spelt rong.........) |
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dang fly, that shot ROCKS!!!
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here's some good stuff...
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no joe........Marilyn rocks man......... http://www.marilyn-monroe.org.uk/pictures2/Niagra7.jpg |
oh, man...(/me hides...) she's pickin' her freakin' nose...
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jesus phil..........she's motioning for you to come to her..........
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just gets more beautiful with each pic............ :thumbsup:
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Beck - Corvette Bummer Lyrics
all my days I had moldy bread robot brains and the flyin' airplanes hollowed out and filled with dust rockin' like a hurricane under the rug bored to the core on a sunken boat a worn out candle and a plastic coat a ziplock bag, a pelican bone a perfect shape, a cardboard reject overfed, electric comatose riding in the air, invisible socks a broken blanket, flamin' sawdust wakin' up in the shadow of a piece of dirt gonna fly like a dog gonna leap right out the wall gonna walk around this town with a can o' whiskey gonna run like a bird gonna roll out in the dirt gonna run around this town with the phone machine yellow cat layin flat on the road molten lead shootin' out the ground tinfoil witch burnin' under the bridge flap your wings and leap out the window put a glass eye in the eyes of god, nuke the kiss polaroid cupcake take it to the limit, new wave biscuit camouflage gimmick, whip out like never before gonna jump like a fly gonna burn like a pig gonna flap around and pass out on the kitchen floor gonna crawl like a rock gonna dance like a worm gonna take my shoes right off and smell my socks fly like a squirrel gonna swim like a chicken gonna weedwack a plate of noodles in the afternoon gonna melt like a weasel gonna fry like a kid gonna get my walkie talkie, and some mustard and some mayonnaise, and a mermaid, and some macaroni, bricks, and some telephone wires, and phone machines, and a fax machine, and a...(laughing) |
The Pinnacle resturant in Niagara Falls has pictures of Marilyn all around from when she was filming there. Pictures in the ladies bathroom too ;)
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