Sunday, March 16, 2014
A: Crimea River
Q. What did Putin say when Obama complained to him?
Friday, February 21, 2014
Double U Three (Feuling W3)
(SOUND TRACK)
(PHOTOS)
If I’m alive at all
Ain’t gonna drive no barge
Got a new steed installed
So go check out the garage
And as you lift the door
Stop and savor what you see
Chromed steel, two wheels and a more
It’s a bike called Double U Three
(refrain)
Than any ‘cono car
Pretty girls all stop and stare
Cos it kinda sounds like war
Too big to start with kick
Thumb’s just the only way
Young dudes they all call it sick
Was “trick” back in the day
(refrain)
For your sweet pretty …well
Sure ain't no mommy track
On the highway straight to hell
We’ll weave from dusk to dark
And cross those yellow lines
Hear those loud tri-pipes bark
And forget about stop signs
(refrain)
(PHOTOS)
If I’m alive at all
Ain’t gonna drive no barge
Got a new steed installed
So go check out the garage
And as you lift the door
Stop and savor what you see
Chromed steel, two wheels and a more
It’s a bike called Double U Three
(refrain)
- And if good looks can kill
- Better bet you’re in my will
- If its highway leads to hell
- Then what a way to go
- And its got one-fifty steeds
- Way more than I really need
- But hey this kind of overkill
- Is de rigeur, ya know?
Than any ‘cono car
Pretty girls all stop and stare
Cos it kinda sounds like war
Too big to start with kick
Thumb’s just the only way
Young dudes they all call it sick
Was “trick” back in the day
(refrain)
- And if good looks can kill
- Doan fret you’re in my will
- If its highway leads to hell
- Then what a way to go
- And its one-fifty steeds
- Way more than I really need
- But hey this kind of overkill
- Is de rigeur, ya know?
For your sweet pretty …well
Sure ain't no mommy track
On the highway straight to hell
We’ll weave from dusk to dark
And cross those yellow lines
Hear those loud tri-pipes bark
And forget about stop signs
(refrain)
- And if good looks can kill
- Better bet you’re in my will
- If its highway leads to hell
- Then what a way to go
- And its one-fifty steeds
- Way more than I really need
- But hey this kind of overkill
- Is de rigeur, ya know?
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Steam 'N' Steel
Dm7 Dm7
I was born - age of steam and steel
F Bb G (C)
Big locos had eight pair driving wheels
Dm7 Dm7
And they ran sweet Kentucky coal
F Bb Eb)
Shovel hard - faster you would roll
---------------------------
Flew left seat -Connie Super G
Yup, PIC – in 1953
Had four props, she’d fly good on three
High and safe over angry seas
---------------------------
Motorcy-Cle I called Black Bart
Built it up -- Hawg and Vincent parts
Monster mill - real hard to kickstart
Not for weak Nor the faint of heart
---------------------------
And so now A new century
But I like the way things used to be
There was lead in gasoline
Rockets fueled by Hydrazine
---------------------------
No paddle shifts Just three on the tree
No cell nor text just dial rotary
Took pics on film that you would buy
No Photoshop to make them all lie.
I was born - age of steam and steel
F Bb G (C)
Big locos had eight pair driving wheels
Dm7 Dm7
And they ran sweet Kentucky coal
F Bb Eb)
Shovel hard - faster you would roll
---------------------------
Flew left seat -Connie Super G
Yup, PIC – in 1953
Had four props, she’d fly good on three
High and safe over angry seas
---------------------------
Motorcy-Cle I called Black Bart
Built it up -- Hawg and Vincent parts
Monster mill - real hard to kickstart
Not for weak Nor the faint of heart
---------------------------
And so now A new century
But I like the way things used to be
There was lead in gasoline
Rockets fueled by Hydrazine
---------------------------
No paddle shifts Just three on the tree
No cell nor text just dial rotary
Took pics on film that you would buy
No Photoshop to make them all lie.
REFRAIN
Ab Bb C
Ab Bb C
This is my anthem to ancient gears
F Em A
F Em A
Lots of years blood sweat and tears
Bb C
Bb C
Cos the faster you go
G
G
The more time slows
A7 Dm7
A7 Dm7
Hey, Einstein said so
Instrumental break
Bb9 - C - Gm - Dm - F - Bb - C - Am - A7
Instrumental break
Bb9 - C - Gm - Dm - F - Bb - C - Am - A7
COE
Now Big Henry had a factory
‘Longside River Rouge
Pumpin’ out trucks, strictly Country
As the red, white and blue
And my Uncle was a trucker
Workin’ here and there and far
One day cruised to a dealer
Cos he also needed car
But while slammin' doors around back
He stopped, looked up to see
An instant love attack --
A Big Henry COE
Now Unkie and his new rig
Became like a man and wife
Hauling loads both small and real big
Til the end of his long life.
So when his time was over
COE went out to seed
In a field of four-leaf clover
And Northern prairie weed
And it waited on them great plains
For its new time in the sun
Through years of snow and spring rains
For a man to make it run
Now Henry COE ‘s mine
And got some plans in store
Gonna drop in big round engine
From planes of Second War
And I’ll do my own flying
Just closer to the ground
All perty girls be sighing
When they hear its monster sound
In that big COE you ride
Far above door slammer fray
And you can see all country wide
With nothin in your way
And when my time is over
COE will still run strong
No more fields of clover
But a big safe dark dry barn
So now this tale is over
One secret I confess
What does COE stand for
Leave that for you to guess
(REFRAIN)
My baby’s calling me
Climb in my COE
Highball cross county line
Make her place, in record time
I want her riding ‘gun
She is the only one
Dig more than my sweet ride
If she’s good, might let her drive...
‘Longside River Rouge
Pumpin’ out trucks, strictly Country
As the red, white and blue
And my Uncle was a trucker
Workin’ here and there and far
One day cruised to a dealer
Cos he also needed car
But while slammin' doors around back
He stopped, looked up to see
An instant love attack --
A Big Henry COE
Now Unkie and his new rig
Became like a man and wife
Hauling loads both small and real big
Til the end of his long life.
So when his time was over
COE went out to seed
In a field of four-leaf clover
And Northern prairie weed
And it waited on them great plains
For its new time in the sun
Through years of snow and spring rains
For a man to make it run
Now Henry COE ‘s mine
And got some plans in store
Gonna drop in big round engine
From planes of Second War
And I’ll do my own flying
Just closer to the ground
All perty girls be sighing
When they hear its monster sound
In that big COE you ride
Far above door slammer fray
And you can see all country wide
With nothin in your way
And when my time is over
COE will still run strong
No more fields of clover
But a big safe dark dry barn
So now this tale is over
One secret I confess
What does COE stand for
Leave that for you to guess
(REFRAIN)
My baby’s calling me
Climb in my COE
Highball cross county line
Make her place, in record time
I want her riding ‘gun
She is the only one
Dig more than my sweet ride
If she’s good, might let her drive...
A: Richie Incognito
Q: Who probably now wishes he is...
Thursday, January 16, 2014
A: Neighsayer
Q: What do you call a pessimistic horse?
A: Cat-atonic
Q: What's a psychotic feline use for fur dressing?
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