Many immigrants here from my old kingdom......remember the Bar Angel

Re-opened in new part of town....for the regulars...and for our new
friends...

Come on in...have a drink.....tell us about your day....

Beware of the sexy ass barkeeps and barmaids.....

BAR'S OPEN YA'LL........

Who's on the mic first today?

Guess it's up to me to sing the first one at our Grand Opening...

Once again...the Charlie One Horse cowboy hat appears from under the
bar.....and the headset mic.......

how about some Rascall Flats.....

Way on down to Southern Alambama
with the guitars jamming
that's where were headed
straight up to Butte, Montana
singin' "Lord I was born a
ramblin' man"
California to Oregon
Even New York City
got one or two hillbillies
ready to hit the road

(chrous)
It's a brother and a sister
kinda of thang
raise up your hands
if you all wanna to hang
with me and my gang
we live to ride, we ride to live
me and my gang , jump on that train
grab hold of them reigns
we're gonna rock this thang,
**** this thang
me and my gang, Yeah - Me and
my gang


We got hippies, gypsies, freaks
and geeks
High class women in daisy duke denim
bangin on gongs and singing
our songs
Dude named Elrock jammin'
on an ipod
beer and bonfires
wide open throttle
coors in a bottle
It's all for one and one for all, y'all


(chrous)
It's a brother and a sister
kinda of thang
raise up your hands
if you all wanna to hang
with me and my gang
we live to ride, we ride to live
me and my gang , jump on that train
grab hold of them reigns
we're gonna rock this thang,
**** this thang
me and my gang, Yeah - Me and
my gang

Yeha - Woo!
Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na
Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na
Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na,Na

Excellent Burt. Now hand over a bottle of rum!

FESTIS...BRO..BIG BEAR HUG......Good to see ya here brotha.....

How about some Don Q Rum? Direct from Puerto Rico.....ENJOY

Gimme!!!!! Carch ya later bro!

ummmmmmm hey .. i remember this place..


I pretended I'm glad you went away
These four walls closin' more every day
And I'm dying inside
And nobody knows it but me
Like a clown I put on a show
The pain is real even if nobody knows
And I'm crying inside
And nobody knows it but me

Why didn't I say
The things I needed to say
How could I let my angel get away
Now my world is just a tumblin' down
I can say it so clearly
But you're nowhere around

The nights are lonely, the days are so sad
And I just keep thinkin' about
The love that we had
And I'm missin' you
And nobody knows it but me

I carry a smile when I'm broken in two
And I'm nobody without someone like you
I'm tremblin' inside and nobody knows it but me
I lie awake it's a quarter past three
I'm screamin' at night as if I thought
You'd hear me
Yeah my heart is callin' you
And nobody knows it but me

How blue can I get
You could ask my heart
But like a jigsaw puzzle it's been torn all apart
A million words couldn't say just how I feel
A million years from now you know
I'll be lovin' you still

The nights are lonely, the days are so sad
And I just keep thinkin' about
The love that we had
And I'm missin' you
And nobody knows it but me

Tomorrow mornin' I'm hitting the dusty road
Gonna find you wherever, ever you might go
I'm gonna unload my heart and hope you come back to me
Said when the nights are lonely...

The nights are lonely, the days are so sad
And I just keep thinkin' about
The love that we had
And I'm missin' you
And nobody knows it but me

Gee Dana...thought you would recognize the place.....


Who's up next?

I'm staring out into the night,
Trying to hide the pain.
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home.
Well I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,
The closer I get to you.
I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
But your love, remains true.
And I don't know why.
You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
[ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]

And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.

Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all,
And then some you don't want.
Be careful what you wish for,
'Cause you just might get it all.
You just might get it all, yeah.

Oh, well I'm going home,
Back to the place where I belong,
And where your love has always been enough for me.
I'm not running from.
No, I think you got me all wrong.
I don't regret this life I chose for me.
But these places and these faces are getting old.
I said these places and these faces are getting old.
So I'm going home.
I'm going home.

Bro, I´ve had some of that rum now and it reminds me of my old
mother-in-law. It kicks and screams but it´s kinda nice when it has
settled in

nice work.I just opened a 30 pack!! yayy!

hooo raaahhhhh....

Oh wait...the hotelbar just opened!

Think I´ll be the sneaky devil and swwwwoooosh my way in there
muahahaha!





Oh well...

<==== Walks in hoping to get a Shirley Temple....."Anyone here???"
"Echo! Echo! Echo!" Dang, they closed up early!!!

No worried little lady, we were out pissing on the dumpster on tha back.
Shirley temple? Alrighty then...girlydrink for you!

thank you kind, festis ogre! Watch out for those dumpsters,
you never know what is lurking behind them...

what is this a party at angels

cool and showin the love to

Freakers Ball
by Dr. Hook
album: Sloppy Seconds (1972),

Well there's gonna be a freakers ball
Tonight at the freakers hall
And you know, you're invited one and all

Come on babies grease your lips
Grab your hats and swing your hips
Don't forget to bring your whips
We're going to the freakers ball

Blow your whistle and bang your gong
Roll up something to take along
It feels so good it must be wrong
We're freakin at the freakers ball

Where all the fags and the dykes they're boogyin' together
The leather freaks are dressed in all kinds of leather
The greatest of the sadists and the masochists too
Screaming "Please hit me, and I'll hit you"

The FBI are dancing with the junkies
All the straights, are swinging with the funkies
Across the floor and up the wall
We're freakin at the freakers ball
Yall, we're freakin at the freakers ball

Everybody's kissing each other
Brother with sister, son with mother
Smear my body up with butter
Take me to the freakers ball

Pass that roach please and pour the wine
I'll kiss yours if you'll kiss mine
I'm gonna boogie till i go blind
We're freakin at the freakers ball

White ones, black ones, yellow ones, red ones
Necrophiliacs looking for dead ones
The greatest of the sadist and the masochists too
Screaming "Please hit me, and I'll hit you"

Everybody's ballin' in batches
Pyromaniacs striking matches
I'm gonna itch me where it scratches
Freaking at the freakers ball

yeah I found Burt sitting there with a bottle of Scotch.

no way

what no way

WOOO HOOOO!!!!!!!!...I'm darn thirsty.....Hey bartender pour me a Coors
Light will ya Pleeeeaaassseee!!!!!!!!!


Hi Burt!!!!!!!!