Topic: Grannits Place | |
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pull out shot gun.. shoots big ape.. and drags in to the dump
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Sounds like a winner to me Grannit.
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great, how are you bro?
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im good...
hey wat happened to my APE |
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wow you had an ape
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Two deaf people get married and during the first week of
marriage they find that they are unable to communicate in the bedroom with the lights out since they can't see each other signing, or lips to lip-read. After several nights of fumbling around and many misunderstandings, the wife figures out a solution. "Honey, why don't we agree on some simple signals? For instance, at night, if you want to have sex with me, reach over and squeeze my left breast one time. If you don't want to have sex, reach over and squeeze my right breast two times." The husband thinks this is a great idea. He suggests to his wife if she wants to have sex with him, reach over and pull on his penis one time. If she doesn't want to have sex, pull on his penis two hundred and fifty times. |
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GARTH BROOKS LYRICS "Rodeo" His eyes are cold and restless His wounds have almost healed And she'd give half of Texas Just to change the way he feels She knows his love's in Tulsa And she knows he's gonna go Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood It's that damned old rodeo Well it's bulls and blood It's dust and mud It's the roar of a Sunday crowd It's the white in his knuckles The gold in the buckle He'll win the next go 'round It's boots and chaps It's cowboy hats It's spurs and latigo It's the ropes and the reins And the joy and the pain And they call the thing rodeo She does her best to hold him When his love comes to call But his need for it controls him And her back's against the wall And it's So long girl I'll see you When it's time for him to go You know the woman wants her cowboy Like he wants his rodeo Well it's bulls and blood It's dust and mud It's the roar of a Sunday crowd It's the white in his knuckles The gold in the buckle He'll win the next go 'round It's boots and chaps It's cowboy hats It's spurs and latigo It's the ropes and the reins And the joy and the pain And they call the thing rodeo It'll drive a cowboy crazy It'll drive the man insane And he'll sell off everything he owns Just to pay to play the game And a broken home and some broken bones Is all he'll have to show For all the years that he spent chasin' This dream they call rodeo Well it's bulls and blood It's dust and mud It's the roar of a Sunday crowd It's the white in his knuckles The gold in the buckle He'll win the next go 'round It's boots and chaps It's cowboy hats It's spurs and latigo It's the ropes and the reins And the joy and the pain And they call the thing rodeo It's the broncs and the blood It's the steers and the mud And they call the thing rodeo [Thanks to f18pilot2be@hotmail.com for correcting these lyrics] [ www.azlyrics.com ] |
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pu$$y is fine..he likes being rubbed and loves crackers
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@grannit
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hey chris
hey dana |
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I AM OFFICIALY CONFINING MYSELF TO TIME-OUT FOR THE REMAINDER OF THE EVENING DUE TO RUNNING MY BIG MOUTH AND PISSING PEOPLE OFF!!!!! FOR THE GUYS AND FOR THE LADIES BEFORE I GO
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cowboy keeps dissapearing
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yea my APE was here in the bar and someone shot him....
now i have to go and buy another one....damn it...there so f***ing expensive |
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yea it makes me mad |
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have a drink devon....its all good
atleast we have meat for the stew |
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Sometimes we fight
'Bout who's wrong and right And stay up all night And sometimes we drink And say hurtful things That we don't mean [Pre Chorus] Yeah, we're both screamin' But nobody's listenin' Let's take this madness Out of the kitchen [Chorus] Come to bed Let's just lay down There's just one way We're gonna work this out Forget what I did Forget what you said Oh, darlin' (darlin') Come to bed Well, I love you You know I do And you love me, too So let's just stop Remember what we've got Before it all gets lost [Pre Chorus] Just take my hand It's been way too long Turn out the lights And turn each other on [Chorus] Come to bed Let's just lay down There's just one way We're gonna work this out Forget what I did Forget what you said Oh, darlin' (darlin') Come to bed [Bridge] And let's put aside our pride For feelin's for tonight In the mornin' we'll see things In a different light [Tag Chorus] Just come to bed Let's just lay down There's just one way We're gonna work it out Forget what I did Forget what you said Oh, darlin' (darlin') Come to bed Sorry Dana, had to throw some Gretchen in hur! |
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Hello Jamie
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<--leaves Pippy in the middle of the room
Anyone wants a shot just throw Pippy a animal cracker and say SHOT and so you will have it |
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