Thursday, July 18, 2013
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Didn't Jesse Jackson Say "Stay Out The Bushes?"
The Farmer and the Skinny Dippers
Skinny Dipping Beauties
An elderly man in Louisiana had owned
a large farm for several years.
He had a large pond in the back. It was
properly shaped for swimming, so he fixed
it up nice with picnic tables, horseshoe
courts, and some apple and peach trees.
One evening the old farmer decided to
go down to the pond, as he hadn’t been
there for a while, and look it over.
He grabbed a five-gallon bucket to
bring back some fruit.
As he neared the pond, he heard voices
shouting and laughing with glee.
As he came closer, he saw it was a bunch of
young women skinny-dipping in his pond.
He made the women aware of his presence
and they all went to the deep end.
One of the women shouted to him,
“We’re not coming out until you leave!’
The old man frowned, “I didn’t come down here
to watch you ladies swim naked or make you
get out of the pond naked.”
Holding the bucket up he said,
“I’m here to feed the alligator…”
Some old men can still think fast!!
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More Really Interesting, Thoughtful Or Funny Things...
More Really Interesting, Thoughtful Or Funny Things...
There Is A Reason Why Rolling Stone Magazine Had To Resort To Putting A Terrorist In Its Cover...
Not Sympathy For The Devil, But Out Of Desperation.All Magazines have seen a gradual decline in single-copy sales, Rolling Stone has been on a steady decline since 1999, with occasional spikes from sensational articles and covers.
But now the extremely bad taste decision is starting to backfire on the desperate publishers, as people are outraged and incensed.
The Rolling Stones Band wrote and sang Sympathy For The Devil, there are two devils here, the magazine and the terrorist, both are despicable but the magazine should have known better. Perhaps Rolling Stone was trying to capture the audience of girls who are crushing on Tsarnev the mutilator but these girls are from the same crowd who send love letters to serial killers.
In this issue, The Rolling Stone Magazine joins the twisted, morbid, disgusting cult of crushing on serial killers.
Sympathy For The Devil
Songwriters: JAGGER, MICK / RICHARDS, KEITH
Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for a long, long year
Stole many a mans soul and faith
And I was round when jesus christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game
I stuck around st. petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain
I rode a tank
Held a generals rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah
I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made
I shouted out,
Who killed the kennedys?
When after all
It was you and me
Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached bombay
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game
Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me lucifer
Cause I'm in need of some restraint
So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, um yeah
Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, um yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, um mean it, get down
Woo, who
Oh yeah, get on down
Oh yeah
Oh yeah!
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