Of course he does, Mott.
Just because all potential opponents have, so far, failed to solve the three riddles leading to a box of coordinates buried under the shadow of the spire of the old church at noon, on a Thursday, of a month containing the letter 'N', does not mean SM's not ready to show the internets his fearsome fisting techniques.
Last edited by Hermes Thoth; 08-19-2010 at 10:52 AM.
So if we're turning this thread into a bar fight thread I gotta get some punches in.
I played guitar in bar bands for years. Saw many fights and was involved in a couple. Got scars to prove it. I wrote a song about all the fights I had seen over the years wrapped into 1 song. It's called Rockin' Down on Market Street. I play all instruments but am no singer.
http://www.nowhereradio.com/artists/...d=2362&alid=-1
This happened at the Green Acers Bar in Austintown Ohio, a real hole. So these two rather large women were getting drunk and crying on each others shoulders. 2 business types decided to try to pick them up. The guys were trying to talk to these rather large women who were not in the mood. They followed them outside. One of the girls had a cousin who was on leave from the Marines and he was out there enjoying his alcohol buzz. He was drunk as a monkey. The marine thought these two horny guys were the reason his cousin was crying. Getting the picture?
The Marine punched Mr. Horny #1 and knocked him down, he scrambled away. Mr. Horny #2 then made a huge mistake, he went for the Marine who immediately had him down on the ground rubbing his face in the parking lot gravel. His face was hamburger when Mr. Horny #1 came back from his car with his pistol. He let one fly in the air which stopped us in our tracks, we were hauling equipment to our truck. He put the gun behind the Marines ear and threatened to kill him. The shot brought a couple of the local bikers, the Handfull, out of the bar. Joe the bass player and I were taking cover behind the engine of our truck. I thought it was going escalate into a bloody mess but the bikers restrained the Marine, pointed their guns at Mr. Horny #1 and ended up going home with the girls. LOL. Just a normal nite with the band! We laughed all the way home. Poor Mr. Horny #2.
War Is Peace
Freedom Is Slavery
Ignorance Is Strength
George Orwell
I like large women.
War Is Peace
Freedom Is Slavery
Ignorance Is Strength
George Orwell
Is the music as retarded as you are?
Music is subjective. Experiencing new things opens the mind to new ideas and therefore not for you.
I just added a tune just for you DYank, it's about fishing-called Mosquito Creek, maybe you can relate if you are not to scared.
Take a chance and turn it up.
http://www.nowhereradio.com/crash/singles
War Is Peace
Freedom Is Slavery
Ignorance Is Strength
George Orwell
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