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NATRA AND RIKK'S POPGEAR AND BEER FUCKIN' DRINKIN' FEST
I need to drink an entire 5th of JD after what I just saw
(and more Johnny...yes!)
“Why do people say "grow some balls"? Balls are weak and sensitive. If you wanna be tough, grow a vagina. Those things can take a pounding” ― Betty White
I just caught some of that "Long Road to Cabo" on VH1 Classic.
I have never hated Hagar more than I do right at this moment.
And that little fucker Mikey too.
“Why do people say "grow some balls"? Balls are weak and sensitive. If you wanna be tough, grow a vagina. Those things can take a pounding” ― Betty White
I didn't know what it was at first, I heard Hagar saying shit about Roth fans and I was like WTF??
And then I kept watching to see if I could catch a glimpse of Roth, you know? And sure enough I did get a quick look at him. A split second.
My God! Hagar is such a fucking slug. I just do not see what the fuck his fans see in him. What is the fucking attraction? Tell me please Matt. If you can.
And that little fuck...Mikey.
“Why do people say "grow some balls"? Balls are weak and sensitive. If you wanna be tough, grow a vagina. Those things can take a pounding” ― Betty White
Attraction? Wow! I can't explain JIMMY BUFFET either! I just don't get it....mediocrity loves company I guess!!!!
Though.....I have noticed that Hagar fans seem to always be a bit SLOW...behind the times...and fashion victims.....
DAVE & his lyrics go COMPLETELY over their heads. DAVE makes 'em feel dumb....something their all to familiar with...and they HATE him for (in their minds) re-enforcing their inadequacies.
I honestly don't remember what he was saying about Roth fans...something about how he can always tell the difference between his fans and Roth fans, it was derogatory...
and friggin Mikey is laughing along with him
fuck you Mikey...if it wasn't for Roth and Roth fans you'd be even a smaller turd than you are today...fucking leaching off of Hagar.
“Why do people say "grow some balls"? Balls are weak and sensitive. If you wanna be tough, grow a vagina. Those things can take a pounding” ― Betty White
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line
I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I'll admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine, I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I've known proves that it's right
Because you're mine, I walk the line
You've got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide
Because you're mine, I walk the line
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you're mine, I walk the line
“Why do people say "grow some balls"? Balls are weak and sensitive. If you wanna be tough, grow a vagina. Those things can take a pounding” ― Betty White
Originally posted by diamondsgirl fuck you Mikey...if it wasn't for Roth and Roth fans you'd be even a smaller turd than you are today...fucking leaching off of Hagar.
Originally posted by ALinChainz Never a truer word spoken.
Hey Al
I never realized what a pussy Mikey is until I saw him hanging out with Hagar
it was like an enlightenment :D
“Why do people say "grow some balls"? Balls are weak and sensitive. If you wanna be tough, grow a vagina. Those things can take a pounding” ― Betty White
Well I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head, that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.
I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and the songs I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playin' with a can that he was kicking
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken
And it took me back to somethin'
That I'd lost somewhere, somehow along the way.
On a Sunday morning sidewalk
I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down.
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singin'
Then I headed down the street
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed thru the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.
On a Sunday morning sidewalk
I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down.
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