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Bar Too Much *156*
zondag 7 oktober 2007 om 21:44
Meis, er is zoveel gebeurd, kan ik hier niet al teveel over uitwijden maar hij heeft vrijdagavond op het bureau gezeten, wel 3 uur! Hadden een ruitje ingekinkeld en hij maar zeggen dat ze het niet moesten doen. Jaja, hij zal ze wel aangemoedigd hebben en nu heeft ie een strafblad.
Hij mocht kiezen, naar bureau Halt of schrappen omdat ie anders nooit geen baan kreeg
Hij mocht kiezen, naar bureau Halt of schrappen omdat ie anders nooit geen baan kreeg
Je weet toch!
zondag 7 oktober 2007 om 21:54
Where do bad folks go when they die
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
see them again 'till the Fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth
Bitten by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
Flew and lay down on the yellow moon
Where do bad folks go when they die
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
see them again 'till the Fourth of July
People cry and people moan
Look for a dry place to call their home
Try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils try to make 'em their own
Where do bad folks go when they die
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
see them again 'till the Fourth of July
Originally by The Meat Pup
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
see them again 'till the Fourth of July
I knew a lady who came from Duluth
Bitten by a dog with a rabid tooth
She went to her grave just a little too soon
Flew and lay down on the yellow moon
Where do bad folks go when they die
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
see them again 'till the Fourth of July
People cry and people moan
Look for a dry place to call their home
Try to find some place to rest their bones
While the angels and the devils try to make 'em their own
Where do bad folks go when they die
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly
Go to a lake of fire and fry
see them again 'till the Fourth of July
Originally by The Meat Pup
Je weet toch!
zondag 7 oktober 2007 om 22:10
Waar is PUHUM, of is dat geheim?
Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
It isn't me
Haven't seen
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
don't hurt yourself
I want some help
To please myself
I've got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
help myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like some food
She asks me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
It isn't me
Haven't seen
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
help myself
I've got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
beat myself
Polly said
Polly says her back hurts
And she's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
It amazes me, the will of instinct
It isn't me
have some seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
beat myself
I've got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
beat myself
Polly wants a cracker
I think I should get off her first
I think she wants some water
To put out the blow torch
It isn't me
Haven't seen
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
don't hurt yourself
I want some help
To please myself
I've got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
help myself
Polly wants a cracker
Maybe she would like some food
She asks me to untie her
A chase would be nice for a few
It isn't me
Haven't seen
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
help myself
I've got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
beat myself
Polly said
Polly says her back hurts
And she's just as bored as me
She caught me off my guard
It amazes me, the will of instinct
It isn't me
have some seed
Let me clip
Your dirty wings
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
beat myself
I've got some rope
You have been told
I promise you
I have been true
Let me take a ride
Don't hurt yourself
I want some help
beat myself
Je weet toch!
