NATRA AND RIKK'S POPGEAR AND BEER FUCKIN' DRINKIN' FEST

[Matt White]

PEACE OUT DG!!!:D

[Bill Lumbergh]

Morning y'all.............where's Carmie with my fucking Cap'n Crunch?!

[Rikk]

Get me a coffee. Two creams, no sugar.

Wow...this is fascinating.

[Bill Lumbergh]

No shit Sherlock. I could do this EVERY morning. Ground breaking stuff.........how would you like your eggs?

[Matt White]

The lady of the hour is out & about......

We'll have to wash a few back in her honor.......

[Matt White]

"Whiskey River take my mind"!!!



A 'lil Willie!!!!:D


Whiskey River, take my mind
Don't let her memory torture me
Whiskey River, don't run dry
You're all I got, take care of me

I'm drowning in a Whiskey River
Bathing my memory's mind in the wetness of its soul
Feeling the amber current flowing from my mind
And leaving a heart you left so cold

[MAX]

Beeya me Taeo.

[Matt White]

You got it 'MIllian.......

[MAX]

Are you drinkin' too?

[Matt White]

Yup...just got in!

[MAX]

Let's booze!!!

[Matt White]

Little Burbon & coke for the kid!!!

What you drinkin' Bro?

[MAX]

"Coke" and no Ginger?

Anything wrong Mr. Taeo?

[Matt White]

I was doin' 100mph on my way home rockin' to the MetalliKats!!!



Slaves
Hebrews born to serve, to the pharaoh
Heed
To his every word, live in fear
Faith
Of the unknown one, the deliverer
Wait
Something must be done, four hundred years

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Now
Let my people go, land of goshen
Go
I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood
Running red and strong, down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man
Die by my hand
I creep across the land
Killing first born man

I
Rule the midnight air the destroyer
Born
I shall soon be there, deadly mass
I
Creep the steps and flood final darkness
Blood
Lambs blood painted door, i shall pass

So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill the first born pharaoh son
I'm creeping death

[Matt White]

Originally posted by MAX
"Coke" and no Ginger?

Anything wrong Mr. Taeo?

I'm all out of "Canada Dry" at the homestead 'Millian!!!:D