Damn you fellas are drunk, 'cos that's NOT my leg - it's Tramp's! And please put your clothes back on! I'm not drunk enough to forget such stuff yet.
Ciao kids! Hope you have a steamy night! I hope I do too!
Hobo Jungle
Damm, it was my leg. No wonder it smelled so bad. Daisy, you sure those funny lookin' things you picked in that field are for eatin'? I guess the recipe called fur 'em. Squirrel champeenyon. That's what she's called?
And Daisy, you wanna get that fork outa my leg?
And Daisy, you wanna get that fork outa my leg?
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That a life will be spent gaining inches,
When this distance is read in miles.
When this distance is read in miles.
Hm, that fork's not mine, I never use cutlery, a twisted invention of the French.
Yeah, that's just what they're made for, eating. Here, have another, this blue one. It's part of the cordon blue. Hey. You look kind of like Jesus. Except if he wore sunglasses.
Hey, who's that coming down the track - San? Is that you? Want some chicken?
Yeah, that's just what they're made for, eating. Here, have another, this blue one. It's part of the cordon blue. Hey. You look kind of like Jesus. Except if he wore sunglasses.
Hey, who's that coming down the track - San? Is that you? Want some chicken?
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Jackie Blue
"Express yourself. Darling do it! Ah! ----Ya'll do it! Lawd!"
Mmmm? Come to think about it, it's going to be tough for me to have a steamy night when the party I'm going to will be raining men that aren't interested in my gender. Oh well.
Kisses ya'll! Wish I could stay longer, but the boys are awaiting...
Mmmm? Come to think about it, it's going to be tough for me to have a steamy night when the party I'm going to will be raining men that aren't interested in my gender. Oh well.
Kisses ya'll! Wish I could stay longer, but the boys are awaiting...
Looks like I stumbled up on a fine time! Jus got back from Uncle Melvins house in Hooterville. Last time I talked with ya'll I had seemed to remember I told you He dun up and run off with some travellin side show biting the heads of chickens. Was makin some pretty good coinage till him and the bearded lady had it out an she run a tent peg up were the sun dont shine ,so to speak. Doc Henry said it appeared he would fare well though. Here, take another swig, the winds pickin up, an that fires dying.
Running that red block Charlie.
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San Diegan
Woo hoo! The BNSF rolled through and I have the Idaho Silver (TM) from Dufus.
Petey drank half of it before I could get to him and thinks he's Billy Idol. He was careening through town singing
There was no talking sense to him and I left him in town following a redhead.
The good news is Dufus was generous and the half of the Idaho Silver (TM) that's left will last a while. So drink up and hoist one for Dufus.
San
Petey drank half of it before I could get to him and thinks he's Billy Idol. He was careening through town singing
Last night a little dancer came dancin' to my door
Last night a little angel Came pumpin cross my floor
She said "Come on baby I got a licence for love
And if it expires pray help from above"
In the midnight hour she cried - "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried - "more, more, more"
In the midniight hour babe - "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell - "more, more, more"
More, more, more.
She don't like slavery, she won't sit and beg
But when I'm tired and lonely she sees me to bed
What set you free and brought you to be me babe
What set you free I need you hear by me
Because
In the midnight hour she cried - "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried - "more, more, more"
In the midniight hour babe - "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell - "more, more, more"
He lives in his own heaven
Collects it to go from the seven eleven
Well he's out all night to collect a fare
Just so long, just so long it don't mess up his hair.
I walked the ward with you, babe
A thousand miles with you
I dried your tears of pain, babe
A million times for you
I'd sell my soul for you babe
For money to burn with you
I'd give you all, and have none, babe
Just, just, justa, justa to have you here by me
Because
In the midnight hour she cried - "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried - "more, more, more"
In the midniight hour babe - "more, more, more"
With a rebel yell she cried "more, more, more"
More, more, more.
Oh yeah little baby
She want more
More, more, more, more, more.
Oh yeah little baby
She want more
More, more, more, more.
There was no talking sense to him and I left him in town following a redhead.
The good news is Dufus was generous and the half of the Idaho Silver (TM) that's left will last a while. So drink up and hoist one for Dufus.
San
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San Diegan
Hm, I can't sleep. Nice night if a bit scattered. Crazy beautiful poem lost in there at some point. Hope everyone's all right, what with San headed into town for burgers and redheads, Jon looking for wood in someone's tent, and Jackie off in the Cedars with those fellas wearing mascara. I can't tell if Tramp's dead or just sleeping. Tramp? I'll say a prayer for you out here tonight just in case.
Damn, my head smarts. Where did everyone go? Did Jackie make it back from Cedar Street? The sky is clouding up pretty good with lightening flashing off to the west. It might be best to find some shelter soon. Damn. Fire's out and theres some weird demon looking furry thing smokin on a stick.
Running that red block Charlie.
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