Don't make me post in this thread again.......BAH!
The Grim Reaper
The Don
Empty that humidor son, and pay hommage to the godfather!
Senior Member
FUCK it I'm gonna have another cigar and drink.
"If it Bleeds We can Kill it"
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Got to go to work
http://www.cmt.com/videos/eric-churc...le-smoke.jhtml?
"Do this...go to Google and type in "Dumbass that can't take a hint"...notice the picture of a big feller in his Moms kitchen with a can of Wannabe RockStar on his man boob...Hey, that's you!" TheGreekTitan
May God grant us the wisdom to discover right, the will to
choose it, and the strength
to make it endure
whatever
Heck fire! I thought this thread was finished
"Frankenstien never scared me. Marsupials do, because they’re fast." - Kevin Pollak as Christopher Walken
Quality-a function of age
If this doesn't stop soon I'm gonna go crazy.
I'm back!
Just take two aspirin and come back in the morning...
Look at that... I plumb got myself 5 raisins and 7 termites.
The Grim Reaper
Member
Lose all its stuffin.
In spite of all evidence to the contrary, the entire universe is composed of only two basic substances: Magic and bullshit.
The Grim Reaper
May the suffering of a thousand mules with fleas leave all your souls if you stop posting here
I'm back!
Not if OFF! with 100% DEET has anything to do with it!
Look at that... I plumb got myself 5 raisins and 7 termites.
Junior Member
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Oh Bigpoppapuff what the fuck is an Asshat? And whats all this crap about raisins and termites???? Inquiring minds want to know?? (MINE!)
The Grim Reaper
Corresponding Authority
Quai d'Orsays are GREAT cigars!
TBSCigars - "On Holiday"
Grammar - It's the difference between knowing your crap and knowing you're crap.
Corresponding Authority
Rocky Road to Dublin is a traditional Irish song written in the 19th century. The Dropkick Murphys do a kick ass version of this song!
In the merry month of June, From my home I started,
Left the girls of Tuam, Nearly broken hearted,
Saluted me father dear, Kissed me darling mother,
Drank a pint of beer, My grief and tears to smother,
Then off to reap the corn, And leave where I was born,
Cut a stout blackthorn, To banish ghost and goblin,
In a brand new pair of brogues, go rattling o'er the bogs,
Frightening all the dogs, On the rocky road to Dublin.
One, two, three, four, five
In Mullingar last night, I rested limbs so weary,
Started by daylight, Next morning bright and early,
Took a drop of the pure, To keep my heart from sinking,
That's the Paddy's cure, When he's on the drinking.
See the lassies smile, Laughing all the while,
At me darling style, 'Twould set your heart a-bubbling.
Asked me was I hired, The wages I required,
Till I was almost tired, Of the rocky road to Dublin.
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, whack-fol-la-de-da!
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity,
To be so soon deprived, A view of that fine city.
Decided to take a stroll, All among the quality,
My bundle it was stole, In a neat locality;
Something crossed my mind, When I looked behind;
No bundle could I find, Upon me stick a wobbling.
Enquiring for a rogue, They said me Connacht brogue,
Wasn't much in vogue, On the rocky road to Dublin.
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, whack-fol-la-de-da!
From there I got away, Me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay just as the ship was sailing;
Captain at me roared, Said that no room had he,
then I jumped aboard, A cabin found for Paddy,
Down among the pigs played some funny rigs,
Danced some hearty jigs, The water round me bubbling,
When off to Holyhead, Wished myself was dead,
Or better far instead, On the rocky road to Dublin.
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, whack-fol-la-de-da!
The boys of Liverpool, When we safely landed,
Called meself a fool; I could no longer stand it;
Blood began to boil, Temper I was losing,
Poor old Erin's isle They began abusing,
"Hurrah my soul," sez I, Let the shillelagh fly;
Some Galway boys were nigh, Saw I was a hobbling,
With a loud hurray, They joined me in the fray.
Soon we cleared the way, O'er the rocky road to Dublin.
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, whack-fol-la-de-da!
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road and all the way to Dublin, whack-fol-la-de-da!
Last edited by CoventryCat86; 06-24-2006 at 01:29 AM.
TBSCigars - "On Holiday"Grammar - It's the difference between knowing your crap and knowing you're crap.
The Grim Reaper
Stop replying to this thread or it will never end...make the bad man stop please!
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Toad's Place, New Haven, CT, July 12, 2006
DROPKICK MURPHYS
I already got my tickets!!
smokelaw1 and I are going. I wonder if I can get him to crowd surf?
TBSCigars - "On Holiday"Grammar - It's the difference between knowing your crap and knowing you're crap.
Quality-a function of age
Unless we all agree to end this thing it could go on for ever....and ever....and ever....and ever....and ever....and ever....and ever....and ever....and ever....and ever....and ever....and ever....and ever....and ever.
Badges? We don't need no stinking badges.
Graduate
VD, the gift that keeps on giving!
Senior Member
What a fool! I almost went to the NY Biergarten herf today.
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