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NATRA AND RIKK'S POPGEAR AND BEER FUCKIN' DRINKIN' FEST
Kicking old lady's shins cos they wont buy cookies will do that to you. :p
I only kicked one girl in the shins and she fucking derserved it!!
“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
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."
Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."
He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
Last edited by diamondsgirl; 08-11-2005, 11:56 PM.
“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
This is one of my favorites...it's called Mercy Seat.
It ALL began when they come took me from my home
And put me on Death Row,
a crime for which I am totally innocent, you know.
I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields,
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things either good or ungood.
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this weighing of the truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die.
I hear stories from the chamber
Christ was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
He died upon the cross
Might I say, it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
Or at least that's what I'm told
My kill-hand's
tatooed E.V.I.L. across it's brother's fist
That filthy five! They did nothing to challenge or resist.
In Heaven His throne is made of gold
The ark of his Testament is stowed
A throne from which I'm told
All history does unfold.
It's made of wood and wire
And my body is on fire
And God is never far away.
Into the mercy seat I climb
My head is shaved, my head is wired
And like a moth that tries
To enter the bright eye
I go shuffling out of life
Just to hide in death awhile
And anyway I never lied.
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this weighing of the truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die.
And the mercy seat is burning
And I think my head is glowing
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all this twisting of the truth.
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway there was no proof
And I'm not afraid to die.
And the mercy seat is glowing
And I think my head is smoking
And in a way I'm hoping
To be done with all these looks of disbelief.
A life for a life
And a truth for a truth
And I've got nothing left to lose
And I'm not afraid to die.
And the mercy seat is smoking
And I think my head is melting
And in a way that's helping
To be done with all this twisting of the truth
An eye for an eye
And a tooth for a tooth
And anyway I told the truth
But I'm afraid I told a lie.
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Originally posted by WARF Rikk - The new school of the Roth Army... this dude leads the pack... three words... The Sheep Pen... this dude opened alot of doors for people during this new era... he's the best of the new school.
Originally posted by MAX Why are you so violent? :p
I dunno. I should probably have that checked out.
“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 canadiandlrgirl hi every1...
just got off work and i need sumthin' cold to drink:p
you just got off too??
wow...what a coincidence :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
Originally posted by diamondsgirl I dunno. I should probably have that checked out.
Don't do that cos that's one of the best qualities (among a million other things) that makes you so grate. You don't take shit from no one.
Are you going to have any spaghetti? It also cums with a free cup of coffee (which I'll gladly spike with some Kahlua, Brandy and whipped cream just for you )as t'night's special.
I was thinkin' that tomorrow nite you and I could cook up that moose and feed it to the sheep?
Originally posted by canadiandlrgirl hey DG...
hows you?
I'm glorious.
Here's the deal, CG...not a drink for you until you at least smile a little bit at the whole "we miss carmine" thing...
thats it...
I think I see you cracking a smile...
or are you just bending over :D
hard to tell from way over here :p
“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 MAX Don't do that cos that's one of the best qualities (among a million other things) that makes you so grate. You don't take shit from no one.
Are you going to have any spaghetti? It also cums with a free cup of coffee (which I'll gladly spike with some Kahlua, Brandy and whipped cream just for you )as t'night's special.
I was thinkin' that tomorrow nite you and I could cook up that moose and feed it to the sheep?
What are your thoughts Cill?
I just resort to whacking people...its the Italian in me
yes, I want spaghetti with extra parmesean cheese on top
and I don't think sheep usually eat meat, but we can force them
“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
Here's the deal, CG...not a drink for you until you at least smile a little bit at the whole "we miss carmine" thing...
thats it...
I think I see you cracking a smile...
or are you just bending over :D
hard to tell from way over here :p
i'll smile when he comes back...
i like you guys and i like Carmine...
and i really love being here...i just hope no one is mad at me over my feelings for Carmine
Originally posted by canadiandlrgirl i'll smile when he comes back...
CG, nobody has any beef with you. However, even you must admit all the whining that followed was one of the most pathetic scenes ever seen at the Army. He was a pussy leaving the way he did. I just hope that fag Guwapo follows his lead. Thankfully he left a lot of sauce behind so the sheep will not go hungry.
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