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Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1
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I'm going to send you a target design with titties off on the side and see if you are distracted by the nippleage.
This fellow showed an awful lot of restraint not pulling the trigger. The big fellow is lucky to be alive.
lol Now you're just being an attention whore. Stop it. Stop being an attention whore, with a funny accent. lmfao
Talk about an accent...
It's either "ho" or "whewer".
Git it rat, padnah.
Haven't seen this one posted yet...
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Frank was a misunderstood genius. Because he looked like a hippie and sang songs about freaks, people thought he was a degenerate druggie. Actually, he talked to kids about avoiding drugs and finding a voice. He probably rolled over in his grave when the Donald got elected, lol.
Due to being training partner the athletic director at Southern Illinois University, I got into a sound check on the sly when Frank and the Mothers were playing (Jean Luc Ponty / Petit Wazoo era) and listened to a couple of hours of rehearsal, sitting behind the sound board. During a break Frank walked up and asked who the fuck I was. We ended up shooting the shit for a half hour till the band got impatient.
Those girls could give a guy a hair trigger. Oops, accidental discharge/!
I doubt he rolled over in his grave... Frank was a Libertarian. A genius. A complete whack-job to some... but one whose understanding of the human psyche made Freud look like an idiot.
He would have appreciated Trump. Hell, he appreciated Reagan! He did NOT like Tipper Gore... and Al. He ripped them both.
Last... misunderstood???? Hardly. Those of us who grew up idolizing him (I saw him 5 times in concert growing up)... understood exactly what he was saying. Which is why I became a Republican, gun-owning, highly-educated whack job. Just like Uncle Frank!
Cheers,
Sirhr
P.S. I envy your experience talking to the man. He is one of the people I most would have liked to have lunch with. Robert McNamara and Bill Casey being among the others...
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That is a great experience. Meeting a personality sheds a lot of light on their character. And yes, I know that leads right into...
Cults of Personality
Just posted this in "The letters to the Editor, of the KC Star......we'll see if the liberal rag will print it.
I don't mean misunderstood by all. I mean by the status quo music industry back in the 60's. He re-wrote the industry. Like you, I idolized him. A large part of what I am was because he opened my mind. My youngest son "found" his music a year ago. I mean, he grew up with it playing but had to get into proper phase before he heard it.
Glad to hear you are one of the tribe.
If you haven't had a chance to hear Dweezil, it's worth the effort.
Anything is a dildo if you're brave enough... Just 'sayin!!!
No, no I am not being an attention whore. When I do that I am riding around my neighborhood on my Vespa while only wearing yellow ducky boots, a rainbow wig, a pink leather speedo and a Batman cape. Oh, I forgot the Oakley Madman sunglasses. Funny thing is the police will follow me around but never try to pull me over.lol Now you're just being an attention whore. Stop it. Stop being an attention whore, with a funny accent. lmfao
Dilly Dilly
The assimilation is almost complete, muhahaha!No, no I am not being an attention whore. When I do that I am riding around my neighborhood on my Vespa while only wearing yellow ducky boots, a rainbow wig, a pink leather speedo and a Batman cape. Oh, I forgot the Oakley Madman sunglasses. Funny thing is the police will follow me around but never try to pull me over.
Drinking coffee when I saw this, went through the nose all over myself and the iPad ! That was good!
Mike
Ha! I saw two shows from that tour. When they would sing "Broken Hearts are for Assholes", particularly the line: "ram it, ram it, ram it up yer poop chute", it was a blast to see the fragile-minded people freak out. At the Carbondale show, I got to move up from row 25 to row 5 due to those fragile sensibilities.
Let us not forget Bobby Brown.
I was at a ballgame with my youngest (16 or 17) when he pointed out an obvious homo. I said, "Yeah, that's Bobby Brown." I played the song for him on the way home.
"Oh, god I am the American dream,
With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream
An' I'll do anything to get ahead
I lay awake nights sayin, ' "Thank you, Fred!"
Oh God, Oh God, I'm so fantastic!
Thanks to Freddie, I'm a sexual spastic
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now; I'm goin' down,
And my name is Bobby Brown
Watch me now; I'm goin' down,"
Frank liked to push people's buttons. Jewish Princess, anyone?
So 1J gets the shortie, obviously. Too bad she doesn't have a flat head for a beer shelf.
I want a nasty little Jewish Princess
With long phony nails and a hairdo that rinses
A horny little Jewish Princess
With a garlic aroma that could level Tacoma
Lonely inside
Well, she can swallow my pride
Another insightful song is "Flakes."
Is this an early photo of our propane tank mover?
Obviously not true, but if it were true the videos alone would be a life time of entertainment.
Hey antifa, if you want to make them cry, push their bikes over. They just cry if you push their bikes over...
