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"Do you want to cruelly and thoughtlessly wrench apart God's own United Kingdom which stood up against the Nazis in WW2 and be cast into utter darkness without heat, food or light forever and have to worship Alex Salmond like he was Kim Il-Sung? Do you? Do you? Eh? Because if you do you're just letting Hitler win. Plus your football team will still be rubbish, you'll make the Baby Jesus cry, and this little kitten will drown. And that's a fact."
Cargo of diamonds as you are: nothing more valuable, nothing more tough.
She's an equal opportunity offender, a societal wildcard. You can't control her, only hope to contain her, even then she refuses to be possessed. If she were a coin, you would spend her, unwillingly. If she were an animal, you'd free her to the wilderness.
I'm thinking *I wonder if I will ever be thought about?*
Cargo of diamonds as you are: nothing more valuable, nothing more tough.
She's an equal opportunity offender, a societal wildcard. You can't control her, only hope to contain her, even then she refuses to be possessed. If she were a coin, you would spend her, unwillingly. If she were an animal, you'd free her to the wilderness.
I'm thinking about BillGuitar. Not for the first time either. :)
I'd love see an incarnation of Downing Grey live someday.
Last edited by Bobby Dread; 04-08-2012 at 10:20 AM.
Within the range of means by which we communicate, varying from the tangible and common to the more controversial methods, music astoundingly rouses us on an undeniably emotional plane. And when lyrics combine with melody to coincidentally mirror our mental state, the experience is like no other.
A little background on the word "snik":
Back in the 70's National Lampoon was a popular magazine. Mostly adult in content, it was loaded with parody and political satire. But my favorite aspect was the occasional comic strip.
So there was one in particular that pictured several bunny rabbits who began to make the noise "snik". Then one gets up and starts dancing around saying "Hi, I'm Joey Heatherton for the Perfect Sleeper Mattress" (an old TV commercial from that era). That bunny settles back down and they all go back to saying "snik". It was hilarious and has been a standing joke around my house for decades LOL.
Hold on to the miracle of life...
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