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that hellhound's gonna rip your face off
or are we gonna sit back relax while the have-nots...
and when i say devil, i leave no manifestation of ...
don't tell me what to eat or what to say
all the beating drums, the celebration guns
you better think about it baby
irish blood english heart
re-up gang, we here to run this shit
my chickens, keep cluckin
on the banks of the old raritan
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
we are denied they deny it:
Really, TNR? Really? Not one piece today about the fifth anniversary of the war you championed? Not one? Nothing? No? (I guess Crowley comes closest to saying the I-word.) Your "heavy hitters" can't say one fucking word? For almost 4000 dead, nothing? Nothing?