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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2005 21:23:59 GMT -5
I can't remember the title. I think we shall call it The-Cool-Awesome-Team for short. ^_^ Or TCAT. Hmm... the C.A.T.
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Post by Patrick (Forumerly Known As) on Jul 30, 2005 21:24:14 GMT -5
I swear if I hear 'Song of the South' one more time today someone's getting a specially mixed Enchanted Pibb eau de JH and getting chucked at Kat in shackles when she's in a particularly bad mood Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Gone, gone with the wind. There ain’t nobody looking back again.
Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch. We all picked the cotton but we never got rich. Daddy was a veteran, a southern democrat. They oughta get a rich man to vote like that.
Sing it... Chorus
Well somebody told us wall street fell But we were so poor that we couldn’t tell. Cotton was short and the weeds were tall But mr. roosevelt’s a gonna save us all.
Well momma got sick and daddy got down. The county got the farm and they moved to town. Pappa got a job with the tva He bought a washing machine and then a chevrolet.
Sing it... Chorus
Play it...
Sing it... Chorus
Song, song of the south... Gone, gone with the wind...
Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.
Sing it...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2005 21:24:26 GMT -5
I WANNA JOIN! *falls on NSQ again*
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Post by My email doesn't work anymore on Jul 30, 2005 21:24:32 GMT -5
Well Mindela, looks like your happiness mood is broken! Yours would too if you've heard the same Alabama song being played over and over and over again since 3 in the afternoon u_u
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Post by joecool2 on Jul 30, 2005 21:25:04 GMT -5
Yesss! I like rasberries. Rasberries are spiffy! Except that they're hairy ;_; Unless that's apricots- a crayon color! I learned so much from crayons... like that Robins' eggs were a pretty blue color ^_^ Agreed. I learned Apricot from crayons too! ^.^ And now when I describe pretty colors in stories, I use names from crayons! Well, I don't exactly copy it...
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2005 21:25:16 GMT -5
I swear if I hear 'Song of the South' one more time today someone's getting a specially mixed Enchanted Pibb eau de JH and getting chucked at Kat in shackles when she's in a particularly bad mood Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Gone, gone with the wind. There ain’t nobody looking back again.
Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch. We all picked the cotton but we never got rich. Daddy was a veteran, a southern democrat. They oughta get a rich man to vote like that.
Sing it... Chorus
Well somebody told us wall street fell But we were so poor that we couldn’t tell. Cotton was short and the weeds were tall But mr. roosevelt’s a gonna save us all.
Well momma got sick and daddy got down. The county got the farm and they moved to town. Pappa got a job with the tva He bought a washing machine and then a chevrolet.
Sing it... Chorus
Play it...
Sing it... Chorus
Song, song of the south... Gone, gone with the wind...
Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.
Sing it...Patrick, you're just attractin' trouble! .......................................... .................................................................................... .......................................... ................................................................................... THAT'S MY BOY!
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2005 21:25:52 GMT -5
I WANNA JOIN! *falls on NSQ again* Everyone can join The C.A.T., as long as they are able to choke on raspberries! I'm not quite sure what we in The C.A.T. do other than choke on raspberries, but we're bound to find out sooner or later! ^_^
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Post by My email doesn't work anymore on Jul 30, 2005 21:27:01 GMT -5
I swear if I hear 'Song of the South' one more time today someone's getting a specially mixed Enchanted Pibb eau de JH and getting chucked at Kat in shackles when she's in a particularly bad mood Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Gone, gone with the wind. There ain’t nobody looking back again.
Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch. We all picked the cotton but we never got rich. Daddy was a veteran, a southern democrat. They oughta get a rich man to vote like that.
Sing it... Chorus
Well somebody told us wall street fell But we were so poor that we couldn’t tell. Cotton was short and the weeds were tall But mr. roosevelt’s a gonna save us all.
Well momma got sick and daddy got down. The county got the farm and they moved to town. Pappa got a job with the tva He bought a washing machine and then a chevrolet.
Sing it... Chorus
Play it...
Sing it... Chorus
Song, song of the south... Gone, gone with the wind...
Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth. Song, song of the south. Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth.
Sing it...*forces feeds Patrick a Pibb* *shackles him up as he transforms into a dung jelly llama* *locks him away until Kat gets moody*
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Post by Deleted on Jul 30, 2005 21:27:06 GMT -5
I WANNA JOIN! *falls on NSQ again* Everyone can join The C.A.T., as long as they are able to choke on raspberries! I'm not quite sure what we in The C.A.T. do other than choke on raspberries, but we're bound to find out sooner or later! ^_^ *stuffs raspbe
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Post by huggsy on Aug 1, 2005 10:38:49 GMT -5
*still choking* H-h-heimlich.... *Makes sweet, sweet love to Ishy*
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Post by Rider on Aug 1, 2005 10:39:07 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]*shakes head* That's Ery. I've practically memorized his IP.[/glow] ... Suddenly I'm frightened, oh so frightened. *whimpers* NSQ has gone to Ery's house and is posting under his name and IP. Oh sweet Fyora, who will she conquer next? XDD [glow=red,2,300]XDDD LYK OMG SHE'S RIGHT BEHIND YOU![/glow]
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2005 10:39:20 GMT -5
...? Did the Tabloids die again?
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Post by Rider on Aug 1, 2005 10:39:36 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]The Tabloids a plode.
Time for a new one.[/glow]
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Post by Stal on Aug 1, 2005 10:40:03 GMT -5
The tabloids ate a good 70 some pages. Too much posting at once, they cried out in anguish.
Now, as I said, no need to argue over me.
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