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March 11th, 2007
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| Tribunus Laticlavius | Post; late at nightConceived in the back seat, born in a ditch Raised in the gutter by a wino named Bill He taught me how to cheat, he taught me how to kill Ran with a street gang and wore a leather coat Late at night we prayed to the goat
__________________ You can't scratch and salute at the same time! That's communist! - LTC Ivens Son, you got a panty on yo' head. - Raising Arizona |
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August 12th, 2007
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| Tirones |
This is a great running cadence - but you didn't do it any justice kiddo. It goes like this: Conceived in a backseat, born in a ditch My father was a terrorist, my mother was a witch Raised in the ghetto by a wino named Bill He taught me how to steal and he taught me how to kill Ran with a gang and we wore a leather coat Late at night we prayed to the goat Left, right, left, right, left, right KILL Left, right, left, right KILL I WILL But glad to see you posting that cadence - it's one of my all time favorites. The religious guys in our PLT wouldn't repeat it, which made it all the more funny. |
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August 13th, 2007
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| Tribunus Laticlavius |
gotta remember that last part. shouldnt be hard though. oh yeah!
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August 18th, 2007
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| Spam King |
nice! 3 1/2 stars
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December 14th, 2008
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| Tirones | Post; A really late response
I was taught it in 3 parts - later on I heard more parts to the cadence, but I do not remember them. This is how I was taught. . . My father was a terrorist my mother was a witch Conceived in the backseat born in a ditch Raised in the gutter by a wino named bill He taught me how to cheat and he taught me how to kill Ran with a gang we wore a leather coat Late at night we'd pray to the goat Some people say that we're not very nice We hold human sacrifice Went to church just the other day to see how all the other people pray Opened up a book and began to sing From those halls these words did ring I am a man of death killing commies right and left I am a man of pain some people say I'm insane Went to McDonalds just the other day Ordered up a burger in a special way The man behind the counter started to laugh This ain't Burger King you can't have it your way My face turned blue and my eyes went black Wait right here I'll be right back Came back later with an oozie in my hand Sent that punk to the promised land Cornered the manager by the hot apple pies Hey fat boy you're gonna die Little old lady heading for the door Shotgun blast and she's on the floor |
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