Lily
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At this point you don't have to see it, just stop.
You've been arguing back and forth with Flynn for hours. You do fine without it.
Bastard Factory--The Album
- Thread starter Flynn
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At this point you don't have to see it, just stop.
You've been arguing back and forth with Flynn for hours. You do fine without it.
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OP
OP
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Right, times up, in ya get...
Don't worry, I'll look after that black cat of yours.
Get some new material you serial whiner.
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Get in the oven, ya fucking jew.
OP
OP
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Get in the oven, ya fucking jew.
See in your pm's you were soo different. How come you can't act like that out here?
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Maybe because I don't like you?
OP
OP
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Really? Post them...
OP
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I don't post P.I. like you and the pig.
You'll have to post your own embarrassing pm's.
Or not.
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Maybe it's just me, but I think Adam and Flynn are kinda hot for each other.
Lily
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It's just you. Call for an escort.
Don't get yourself banned adam
You think everyone's hot for each other :)
Lily
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He needs an escort, stat.
OP
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Actually, I've had a crush on you since yesterday.
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OP
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OP
OP
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Song: Rock and Roll Forever
Lyrics: J. Sinclair
Music: J. Sinclair
Vocals: M. Stark, K. Williams
Band: *********
OP
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@Fredricka
Don't be jealous. It doesn't look good on you. Go tell jack about your problems. Maybe with all his power, he can move mountains for you.
Don't be jealous. It doesn't look good on you. Go tell jack about your problems. Maybe with all his power, he can move mountains for you.
Blandscape
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You seem to be confusing yourself again Reg, everyone crushing you is not the same as having a crush on you.
OP
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Alright Blandy, that was good. Took me by surprise even.
Blandscape
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You were always easily surprised, and far too easily irritated.
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OP
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Blandscape
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Of course I’m an asshole, but one that can shit on ever post you make or every thought you never even had!
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Stop it.
We both know I'd crush you like a coke can under one of Lily's many udders.
Flynn’s Freaky Toes
(To the tune of a gritty blues stomp)
(Verse 1)
Well, down in the holler, where the moon don’t show,
Lives a wild-ass woman named Flynn, don’t you know.
She’s got toes so long, they scare the damn crows,
Swingin’ like dicks in a freakshow, oh!
(Chorus)
Flynn’s toes, fuck yeah, they’re a sight to see,
Longer than a cock in Admin's fantasies.
She’ll kick your nuts with them filthy damn feet,
Flynn’s toes, man, they can’t be beat!
(Verse 2)
She walks in the bar, boots off, what a scene,
Toes like goddamn snakes, slitherin’ mean.
They curl ‘round your beer, steal your fuckin’ drink,
Flynn’s toes so long, make a grown man blink.
(Chorus)
Flynn’s toes, fuck yeah, they’re a sight to see,
Longer than a cock in Admin's fantasies.
She’ll kick your nuts with them filthy damn feet,
Flynn’s toes, man, they can’t be beat!
(Bridge)
She don’t need no knife, don’t need no gun,
Her toes’ll choke you out, leave you stunned.
They’re grippin’ and rippin’, like a bitch in heat,
Flynn’s toes, motherfucker, they bring the street!
(Verse 3)
Folks say she’s cursed, got a witch’s spell,
Toes so damn long, they drag through hell.
She’ll tickle your balls or break your damn nose,
All with them freaky, fucked-up toes!
(Chorus)
Flynn’s toes, fuck yeah, they’re a sight to see,
Longer than a cock in admin's fantasies.
She’ll kick your nuts with them filthy damn feet,
Flynn’s toes, man, they can’t be beat!
(Outro)
So if you see Flynn, better run, don’t stay,
Her toes’ll fuck you up in the nastiest way.
From the swamp to the city, her legend still grows,
All hail the queen of them freaky damn toes!
(To the tune of a gritty blues stomp)
(Verse 1)
Well, down in the holler, where the moon don’t show,
Lives a wild-ass woman named Flynn, don’t you know.
She’s got toes so long, they scare the damn crows,
Swingin’ like dicks in a freakshow, oh!
(Chorus)
Flynn’s toes, fuck yeah, they’re a sight to see,
Longer than a cock in Admin's fantasies.
She’ll kick your nuts with them filthy damn feet,
Flynn’s toes, man, they can’t be beat!
(Verse 2)
She walks in the bar, boots off, what a scene,
Toes like goddamn snakes, slitherin’ mean.
They curl ‘round your beer, steal your fuckin’ drink,
Flynn’s toes so long, make a grown man blink.
(Chorus)
Flynn’s toes, fuck yeah, they’re a sight to see,
Longer than a cock in Admin's fantasies.
She’ll kick your nuts with them filthy damn feet,
Flynn’s toes, man, they can’t be beat!
(Bridge)
She don’t need no knife, don’t need no gun,
Her toes’ll choke you out, leave you stunned.
They’re grippin’ and rippin’, like a bitch in heat,
Flynn’s toes, motherfucker, they bring the street!
(Verse 3)
Folks say she’s cursed, got a witch’s spell,
Toes so damn long, they drag through hell.
She’ll tickle your balls or break your damn nose,
All with them freaky, fucked-up toes!
(Chorus)
Flynn’s toes, fuck yeah, they’re a sight to see,
Longer than a cock in admin's fantasies.
She’ll kick your nuts with them filthy damn feet,
Flynn’s toes, man, they can’t be beat!
(Outro)
So if you see Flynn, better run, don’t stay,
Her toes’ll fuck you up in the nastiest way.
From the swamp to the city, her legend still grows,
All hail the queen of them freaky damn toes!
- Reaction score
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- Location
- Chicagoland
I got a riff percolating to that ...
I can hear some banjo too.
Did I mention I'm thinking of buying a banjo?
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Long Unbroken Turd
A Cheeky Ballad of Old Admin
(Verse 1)
In a hamlet by the river, where the gossip flows like wine,
Lived old Admin, spry and saucy, with a twinkle in his shine.
His beard was white as winter, but his spirit young and bold,
Known for blowing folks away with the tales that he told.
(Chorus)
Oh, the long unbroken turd, it rolls through years of glee,
Admin’s life’s a saucy saga, wild and fancy-free.
With a wink and wicked chuckle, he’d never be deterred,
He left his mark on history, that long unbroken turd.
(Verse 2)
Old Admin had a talent, oh, he’d make the townsfolk blush,
He’d sidle up with stories, give their hearts a naughty rush.
“Life’s too short for boredom,” he’d declare with roguish flair,
His oral skills were legendary, left ‘em gasping in their chairs.
(Chorus)
Oh, the long unbroken turd, it rolls through years of glee,
Admin’s life’s a saucy saga, wild and fancy-free.
With a wink and wicked chuckle, he’d never be deterred,
He left his mark on history, that long unbroken turd.
(Verse 3)
The lads would gather ‘round him, by the tavern’s cozy glow,
He’d spin a yarn of passion, with a huff and puff to show.
“Keep it lively, keep it loving,” was his motto, loud and clear,
And his breathless reputation? It was music to their ears.
(Bridge)
Now, that turd’s a cheeky symbol, don’t you snicker, don’t you frown,
It’s Admin’s life, unbroken, never letting folks down.
From dusk till dawn he’d blow through town, with charm that never waned,
His heart was big, his humor bigger, and his legacy’s unstained.
(Verse 4)
Now Admin’s knees are creaky, and his pace is mighty slow,
But ask him for a quick one, and his eyes still spark and glow.
He’ll raise a pint and cackle, “I’ve still got some tricks, my friend!”
And the village roars with laughter, for his talents never end.
(Chorus)
Oh, the long unbroken turd, it rolls through years of glee,
Admin’s life’s a saucy saga, wild and fancy-free.
With a wink and wicked chuckle, he’d never be deterred,
He left his mark on history, that long unbroken turd.
(Outro)
So toast to old man Admin, with his naughty, joyful ways,
He lived for love and laughter, brightening all his days.
His tale’s a long, unbroken line, with mischief as its word,
Here’s to the king of blowin’, and that long unbroken turd!
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A Cheeky Ballad of Old Admin
(Verse 1)
In a hamlet by the river, where the gossip flows like wine,
Lived old Admin, spry and saucy, with a twinkle in his shine.
His beard was white as winter, but his spirit young and bold,
Known for blowing folks away with the tales that he told.
(Chorus)
Oh, the long unbroken turd, it rolls through years of glee,
Admin’s life’s a saucy saga, wild and fancy-free.
With a wink and wicked chuckle, he’d never be deterred,
He left his mark on history, that long unbroken turd.
(Verse 2)
Old Admin had a talent, oh, he’d make the townsfolk blush,
He’d sidle up with stories, give their hearts a naughty rush.
“Life’s too short for boredom,” he’d declare with roguish flair,
His oral skills were legendary, left ‘em gasping in their chairs.
(Chorus)
Oh, the long unbroken turd, it rolls through years of glee,
Admin’s life’s a saucy saga, wild and fancy-free.
With a wink and wicked chuckle, he’d never be deterred,
He left his mark on history, that long unbroken turd.
(Verse 3)
The lads would gather ‘round him, by the tavern’s cozy glow,
He’d spin a yarn of passion, with a huff and puff to show.
“Keep it lively, keep it loving,” was his motto, loud and clear,
And his breathless reputation? It was music to their ears.
(Bridge)
Now, that turd’s a cheeky symbol, don’t you snicker, don’t you frown,
It’s Admin’s life, unbroken, never letting folks down.
From dusk till dawn he’d blow through town, with charm that never waned,
His heart was big, his humor bigger, and his legacy’s unstained.
(Verse 4)
Now Admin’s knees are creaky, and his pace is mighty slow,
But ask him for a quick one, and his eyes still spark and glow.
He’ll raise a pint and cackle, “I’ve still got some tricks, my friend!”
And the village roars with laughter, for his talents never end.
(Chorus)
Oh, the long unbroken turd, it rolls through years of glee,
Admin’s life’s a saucy saga, wild and fancy-free.
With a wink and wicked chuckle, he’d never be deterred,
He left his mark on history, that long unbroken turd.
(Outro)
So toast to old man Admin, with his naughty, joyful ways,
He lived for love and laughter, brightening all his days.
His tale’s a long, unbroken line, with mischief as its word,
Here’s to the king of blowin’, and that long unbroken turd!
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