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'Twas brillig, and the slithy tomes
Did gyre and gimble in the nave.
Librarious nave! O, various nave!
Where opposies and oppsies have homes.
 
What's Left of the Flag
-Flogging Molly

His eyes they close
And his last breath spoke
He had seen all to be seen
A life once full
Now an empty vase
Wilt the blossoms
On his early grave

Walk away me boys
Walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear
From your mother dear
And raise what's left
Of the flag for me

Then the rosery beads
Count to 1 2 3
Fell apart as they hit the floor
In a garb of black
We must pay respect
To the color we were born to mourn

Walk away me boys
Walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear
From your mother dear
And raise what's left
Of the flag for me

In a spiked ruin
An angry festered wound
Full of hatered and remourse
Where I pick and scratch
To the blooded mess
Silent rage that now fills my lungs
For there are many ways
To kill a man they say
With bained axe or sword
But son a bullet fired
From a shapeless gun
Just put the shell of a Thompson gun

Walk away me boys
Walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear
From your mother dear
And raise what's left
Of the flag for me

From the east out to the western shore
Where many men and many more will fall
But no angel flys with me tonight
Though freedom reigns on all
And curse the names for which
We slaved our days
So every men shall his Kingdom come

But sure as night turns day
It's the fashion pallay
Oh my god
What have they done
With madmen's rage
Well the dogged craze
But the dead rise again you fools

Walk away me boys
Walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear
From your mother dear
And raise what's left
Of the flag for me

Walk away me boys
Walk away me boys
And by morning we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear
From your mother dear
And raise what's left
Of the flag for me
 
"My god! What happened to you?" the bartender asked Kelly as he hobbled in on a crutch, one arm in a cast.

"I got in a tiff with Riley."

"Riley? He's just a wee fellow," the barkeep said surprised.
"He must have had something in his hand."

"That he did," Kelly said. "A shovel it was."

"Dear Lord. Didn't you have anything in your hand?"

"Aye, that I did--Mrs. Riley's left breast," Kelly said. "And a beautiful thing it was, but not much use in a fight!"

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Madman drummers bummers Indians in the summer with a teenage diplomat
In the dumps with the mumps as the adolescent pumps his way in to his hat
With a boulder on my shoulder feeling kinda' older I tripped the merry go round
With this very unpleasing sneezing and wheezing the calliope crashed to the ground
...
Some silicone sister with her manager mister told me I got what it takes
She said I'll turn you on sonny to something strong play the song with the funky break
And go kart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart see if it was safe outside
And little Early Pearly came by in his curly wurly and asked me if I needed a ride

...
 

Avast, ye scurvy dogs and saucy wenches, it's TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY!
 
The Patriots...interesting team. Let's invent a new name for them.
Some examples:

"Boston Audio Visual"

" * "

"Massterisks"
 

Jah! Kartoffelpfannkuchen mit Speck!

(Yes! Potato pancakes with bacon!)
 
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