There's a three legged squirrel that lives near the building I work in. We call him Tripod. I often wonder about Tripod and how he lost his front leg. Did a dog rip it off? Was he born that way? And what do the female squirrels think about him? Is he a stud because he survived or is he undesirable mating material? They should make a national geographic special about him with some of that stimulus money.
Beautifull I know you gon lose it, this new snoop shit Come on baby boo, you gotsta get into it (oh-hooo!) Dont fool wit the playa with the cool whip Yeah-yeah, you know Im always on that cool shit Walk to it, do it how you do it Have a glass, lemme put you in the mood and, (oh-hooo!) Lil cutie lookin like a student.
They went on forever And they -- when I We lived in Arizona And the skies always had little fluffy clouds And they were long and clear And there were lots of stars, at night And when it rained it would all turn It -- they were beautiful The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact The sunsets were purple and red And yellow and on fire And the clouds would catch the colors everywhere That's -- it's neat Because I used to look at them all the time When I was little You don't see that
I'm so tired, of playing Playing with this bow and arrow Gonna give my heart away Leave it to the other girls to play For I've been a temptress too long
Just. .
Give me a reason to love you Give me a reason to be ee, a woman I just wanna be a woman
From this time, unchained We're all looking at a different picture Thru this new frame of mind A thousand flowers could bloom Move over, and give us some room
Give me a reason to love you Give me a reason to be ee, a woman I just wanna be a woman.
So messed up I want you here In my room I want you here Now were gonna be face-to-face And I'll lay right down in my favorite place And now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Well c'mon.
Now I'm ready to close my eyes And now I'm ready to close my mind And now I'm ready to feel your hand And lose my heart on the burning sands And now I wanna be your dog And now I wanna be your dog Now I wanna be your dog Well c'mon.
After much back and forth Sotomayor could never be Jay Rosen's Woman ;)
Just tell me what you've got to say to me I've been waiting for so long to hear the truth It comes as no surprise at all you see So cut the crap and tell me that we're through
Now I know your heart, I know your mind You don't even know you're bein' unkind So much for all your highbrow Marxist ways Just use me up and then you walk away Boy, you can't play me that way
Well I guess what you say is true I could never be the right kind of girl for you
CHORUS:
I could never be your woman I could never be your woman I could never be your woman I could never be your woman.
..you might get into a car wreck and think you are beautiful one day,..says Connie Culp. The look of Love.
The look of love is in your eyes A look your smile can't disguise The look of love is saying so much more than just words could ever say And what my heart has heard, well it takes my breath away
I can hardly wait to hold you, feel my arms around you How long I have waited Waited just to love you, now that I have found you
You've got the Look of love, it's on your face A look that time can't erase Be mine tonight, let this be just the start of so many nights like this Let's take a lover's vow and then seal it with a kiss.
Why is Diana trying to disguise that she is trying to sound like her husband?
Ahoo Ahooh Ahooh Ahooh Ahooh Ahooh Spitting in a wishing well Blown to hell... crash I'm the last splash I know you, little libertine I know you're a real koo koo
Hey now, hey now, ... Want you, Koo Koo, Cannonball [2x] In the shade [4x]
I know you, little libertine I know you're a cannonball I'll be you're whatever you want The bong in this Reggae Song
Hey now, hey now, ... Want you, Koo Koo, Cannonball [2x] In the shade [4x].
Darling you gotta let me know Should I stay or should I go? If you say that you are mine Ill be here til the end of time So you got to let know Should I stay or should I go?
Always tease tease tease Siempre - coqetiando y enganyando Youre happy when Im on my knees Me arrodilla y estas feliz One day is fine, next is black Un dias bien el otro negro So if you want me off your back Al rededar en tu espalda Well come on and let me know Me tienes que desir Should I stay or should I go? Me debo ir o que darme.
I'm going to cast my lot with Althouse of course.. show some loyalty ;)
So, CNN says that maybe we dont like what they did in the "Bush era" but we still like our Secret Agent Man.
There's a man who leads a life of danger To everyone he meets he stays a stranger With every move he makes another chance he takes Odds are he won't live to see tomorrow
Secret agent man, secret agent man They've given you a number and taken away your name
Beware of pretty faces that you find A pretty face can hide an evil mind Ah, be careful what you say Or you'll give yourself away Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow
Secret agent man, secret agent man They've given you a number and taken away your name.
Poll also says the sun is coming up a little later.
Why do you come here ? And why, why do you hang around ? I'm so sorry, oh ... I'm so sorry, oh, oh ...
Why do you come here When you know it makes things hard for me ? When you know, oh Why do you come ? Why do you telephone ? ahur... And why, why send me silly notes ? I'm so sorry I'm so sorry, oh ...
Why do you come here When you know it makes things hard for me ? When you know, oh Why do you come ? It was because Everything that i did I wrote it down On the wall.
DREAM OF A BLESSED SPIRITW.B. Yeats All the heavy days are over; Leave the body's coloured pride Underneath the grass and clover, With the feet laid side by side.
One with her are mirth and duty; Bear the gold-embroidered dress, For she needs not her sad beauty, To the scented oaken press.
Hers the kiss of Mother Mary, The long hair is on her face; Still she goes with footsteps wary Full of earth's old timid grace.
With white feet of angels seven Her white feet go glimmering; And above the deep of heaven, Flame on flame, and wing on wing.
When you whistle, using a blade of grass pulled almost taught between two thumbs placed side by side, adding some clover causes the sound to fracture, a most unlucky tone.
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42 comments:
I think he's scared. He just saw a wordy Serbian coming this way.
No, wait a minute. It's RH Hardin with a tube of ky jelly and a leather chew toy.
No wonder he is urinating sitting down.
Dog in the still unscythed center of the backyard this afternoon.
I love clover in a lawn. It means the lawn owner respects nitrogen fixation.
Nice dog rh.
Is that dog a squirrel hunter?
There's a three legged squirrel that lives near the building I work in. We call him Tripod. I often wonder about Tripod and how he lost his front leg. Did a dog rip it off? Was he born that way? And what do the female squirrels think about him? Is he a stud because he survived or is he undesirable mating material? They should make a national geographic special about him with some of that stimulus money.
Nice picture.
If Althouse has a dog picture this must be a weekend.
Beautifull
I know you gon lose it, this new snoop shit
Come on baby boo, you gotsta get into it (oh-hooo!)
Dont fool wit the playa with the cool whip
Yeah-yeah, you know Im always on that cool shit
Walk to it, do it how you do it
Have a glass, lemme put you in the mood and, (oh-hooo!)
Lil cutie lookin like a student.
Hey Troop, I think you are on to something. Hardins dog shots are all rear shots.
Well that school of photography is called the "Doggie style."
I think that Mapletorpe guy invented it or something.
Little Fluffy Clouds
What were the skies like when you were young?
They went on forever
And they -- when I
We lived in Arizona
And the skies always had little fluffy clouds
And they were long and clear
And there were lots of stars, at night
And when it rained it would all turn
It -- they were beautiful
The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact
The sunsets were purple and red
And yellow and on fire
And the clouds would catch the colors everywhere
That's -- it's neat
Because I used to look at them all the time
When I was little
You don't see that
You might still see them in the desert.
What ever happened to the color purple?
Purple has banished from the Althouse household!
Speaking of beautifull.
Farrah - Love me Tender.
I'm lookin' over my dead dog Rover
that I over ran with my, my power mower.
One leg is missing
the other is gone
the third leg is laying all over the lawn
No need explaining the one remaining is all over the car port floor.
Oh! I'm lookin' over my dead dog Rover who I over ran before!
"At the Dog".
What the heck does THAT mean?
Althouse loves her puzzlers.
Helen...that was FUNNY. Well at least to me!
Happy St.Green Day!
Let Sotomayor be a woman Althouse says.
Glory Box.
I'm so tired, of playing
Playing with this bow and arrow
Gonna give my heart away
Leave it to the other girls to play
For I've been a temptress too long
Just. .
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just wanna be a woman
From this time, unchained
We're all looking at a different picture
Thru this new frame of mind
A thousand flowers could bloom
Move over, and give us some room
Give me a reason to love you
Give me a reason to be ee, a woman
I just wanna be a woman.
Does Obama have the guts?
Your last response wasn't so funny, Helen. I was laughing at your lyrics in the prior response.
Foolish me, but I have a weak point for on-line singers that don't link to our-tube. I consider it a form of acapella. Old-fashioned that way.
So messed up I want you here
In my room I want you here
Now were gonna be face-to-face
And I'll lay right down in my favorite place
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well c'mon.
Now I'm ready to close my eyes
And now I'm ready to close my mind
And now I'm ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands
And now I wanna be your dog
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I wanna be your dog
Well c'mon.
The Stooges (1969)
humorous version
looks like he getting ready to drop a big crap!
Poor Leno.
Poor Leno
Where you'll be, I'll go
Where you'll be, I'll know
Where you'll be, I'll find you......
(repeat)
Poor Leno
Where you'll be, I'll go
Where you'll be, I'll know
Where you'll be, I'll find you.....
(repeat)
After much back and forth Sotomayor could never be Jay Rosen's Woman
;)
Just tell me what you've got to say to me
I've been waiting for so long to hear the truth
It comes as no surprise at all you see
So cut the crap and tell me that we're through
Now I know your heart, I know your mind
You don't even know you're bein' unkind
So much for all your highbrow Marxist ways
Just use me up and then you walk away
Boy, you can't play me that way
Well I guess what you say is true
I could never be the right kind of girl for you
CHORUS:
I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman.
Nice band ;)
Specter expected to stay up front of The Waiting Line, but the dems had other ideas.
Wait in line
'Till your time
Ticking clock
Everyone stop
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Everyone's saying different things to me
Different things to me
Woooohh
Do you believe
In what you see
There doesn't seem to be anybody else who agrees with me.
Get in writing next time.
I'm startin to like that dog though for some reason. Who's a good boy?!
..you might get into a car wreck and think you are beautiful one day,..says Connie Culp.
The look of Love.
The look of love is in your eyes
A look your smile can't disguise
The look of love is saying so much more than just words could ever say
And what my heart has heard, well it takes my breath away
I can hardly wait to hold you, feel my arms around you
How long I have waited
Waited just to love you, now that I have found you
You've got the
Look of love, it's on your face
A look that time can't erase
Be mine tonight, let this be just the start of so many nights like this
Let's take a lover's vow and then seal it with a kiss.
Why is Diana trying to disguise that she is trying to sound like her husband?
Like sex, graduation changes everything... says Ben Solochek.
Cannonball.
Ahoo Ahooh Ahooh Ahooh Ahooh Ahooh
Spitting in a wishing well
Blown to hell... crash
I'm the last splash
I know you, little libertine
I know you're a real koo koo
Hey now, hey now, ...
Want you, Koo Koo, Cannonball [2x]
In the shade [4x]
I know you, little libertine
I know you're a cannonball
I'll be you're whatever you want
The bong in this Reggae Song
Hey now, hey now, ...
Want you, Koo Koo, Cannonball [2x]
In the shade [4x].
Meade - I've been considering over-seeding my back yard in clover and reducing the number of cuttings.
What's the downside?
Actually, I'd like to do the whole yard in alfalfa because I like its fragrance when mowed, but think the neighbors would object.
Looking for a Gitmo theme it seems that we are in a bit of a quandary.
Althouse bet it will stay open while Bazelon bet it will close.
Should they stay or should they go?
Darling you gotta let me know
Should I stay or should I go?
If you say that you are mine
Ill be here til the end of time
So you got to let know
Should I stay or should I go?
Always tease tease tease
Siempre - coqetiando y enganyando
Youre happy when Im on my knees
Me arrodilla y estas feliz
One day is fine, next is black
Un dias bien el otro negro
So if you want me off your back
Al rededar en tu espalda
Well come on and let me know
Me tienes que desir
Should I stay or should I go?
Me debo ir o que darme.
I'm going to cast my lot with Althouse of course.. show some loyalty ;)
So, CNN says that maybe we dont like what they did in the "Bush era" but we still like our Secret Agent Man.
There's a man who leads a life of danger
To everyone he meets he stays a stranger
With every move he makes another chance he takes
Odds are he won't live to see tomorrow
Secret agent man, secret agent man
They've given you a number and taken away your name
Beware of pretty faces that you find
A pretty face can hide an evil mind
Ah, be careful what you say
Or you'll give yourself away
Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow
Secret agent man, secret agent man
They've given you a number and taken away your name.
Poll also says the sun is coming up a little later.
Speaking of quandaries. Dont ask dont tell.. Sotomayor unmarried.. mayor themes this week.
"Obama Pressed to Engage".
Why do you come here ?
And why, why do you hang around ?
I'm so sorry, oh ...
I'm so sorry, oh, oh ...
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me ?
When you know, oh
Why do you come ?
Why do you telephone ? ahur...
And why, why send me silly notes ?
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry, oh ...
Why do you come here
When you know it makes things hard for me ?
When you know, oh
Why do you come ?
It was because
Everything that i did
I wrote it down
On the wall.
Make it so ;)
See you guys and gals later.
Soon to be removed to the harsh world of sidewalks and leash laws, but for now in clover.
I’m going to put our dog’s paws on the keyboard.
We’ll see what happens.
p;/’.ld;.lmnjh ;fl k.lkj;xcxlk;j
For that she got a piece of waffle.
I wish people gave me waffle for writing incomprehensible drivel.
Best I'm likely to get for that is the Booker Prize.
*Rimshot*
Rover In Clover. Sing it over and over.
Meade - I've been considering over-seeding my back yard in clover and reducing the number of cuttings.
Oh, man, that's what we need to do! It takes FOREVER to mow at our new house. And I don't want to get a riding lawnmower.
DREAM OF A BLESSED SPIRITW.B. Yeats
All the heavy days are over;
Leave the body's coloured pride
Underneath the grass and clover,
With the feet laid side by side.
One with her are mirth and duty;
Bear the gold-embroidered dress,
For she needs not her sad beauty,
To the scented oaken press.
Hers the kiss of Mother Mary,
The long hair is on her face;
Still she goes with footsteps wary
Full of earth's old timid grace.
With white feet of angels seven
Her white feet go glimmering;
And above the deep of heaven,
Flame on flame, and wing on wing.
When you whistle, using a blade of grass pulled almost taught between two thumbs placed side by side, adding some clover causes the sound to fracture, a most unlucky tone.
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