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i demand people entertain me!
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Any particualar way you want to be entertained?
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i demand people entertain me! Well, what do you mean by entertain? |
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a few songs and some dance...love poems, flattery..you know the basics
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here we are now, entertain us!!!
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A Nun, A Cowboy, and an Electrician,walk into a bar.
The bartender says, "What's this? Some kind of joke??" |
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A Nun, A Cowboy, and an Electrician,walk into a bar. The bartender says, "What's this? Some kind of joke??" lol |
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Dance Party
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Dance Party
bananas n pajamas are walking down the stairs..<contiues to hum> |
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"I'm not here for your entertainment. You don't really want to mess with me tonight. Just stop and take a second. I was fine before you walked into my life. And you know it's over...before it begins. Keep your drink just give me the money. It's just you and your hand tonight. Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh!"
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Ok...heres a song.
"Fisticuffs" They found James Ambrose dead in his cell... A gaping gash in his arm had drained him down to Hell... No one knew for sure in Ambrose was his name... They called him Yankee Sullivan in early days of fame... He'd known the game of fisticuffs had always treated him right... But no one knew the men who came and took his life that night... He'd spent some time in Botany Bay atoning for his sins... He fought a bout with Hammer Lane and took a tainted win... He was the hero of the Bowery, a prince of lawless times... Then was battered by the "Butcherman" in 1849... He knew the game of fisticuffs, he knew the game of might... But no one knew the men who came and took his life one night... He knew the game of fisticuffs... |
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i love that song!
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Ok...heres a song. "Fisticuffs" They found James Ambrose dead in his cell... A gaping gash in his arm had drained him down to Hell... No one knew for sure in Ambrose was his name... They called him Yankee Sullivan in early days of fame... He'd known the game of fisticuffs had always treated him right... But no one knew the men who came and took his life that night... He'd spent some time in Botany Bay atoning for his sins... He fought a bout with Hammer Lane and took a tainted win... He was the hero of the Bowery, a prince of lawless times... Then was battered by the "Butcherman" in 1849... He knew the game of fisticuffs, he knew the game of might... But no one knew the men who came and took his life one night... He knew the game of fisticuffs... interesting... |
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It's Peanut Butter Jelly Time.
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Edited by
Ted14621
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Sun 08/17/08 08:13 PM
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Hey Chicka, Sara's already upset. Let's help her out
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i demand people entertain me! Meh... |
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Don't pay any attention to my mortal enemy here. The League of People Against Sara must organize to subdue and subvert the 'Sara' until she's helplessly under my spell.
Thank you. That is all. |
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Hey Chicka, Sara's already upset. Let's help her out
Upset? No way! The party's just begun!  
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Don't pay any attention to my mortal enemy here. The League of People Against Sara must organize to subdue and subvert the 'Sara' until she's helplessly under my spell. Thank you. That is all. help!! hes found me! save me! |
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