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Screensize: 640 x 480 800 x 600 1024 x 768 1280 x 1024 UserName: Password: Antispam question: How many total fingers does a human have? Answer: Format Mode: Basic  Help  Prompt  Format: Font Andale Mono Arial Arial Black Book Antiqua Century Gothic Comic Sans MS Courier New Georgia Impact Lucida Console Script MT Bold Stencil Tahoma Times New Roman Trebuchet MS Verdana   Size 1 2 3 4 5 6   Color Black Red Yellow Pink Green Orange Purple Blue Beige Brown Teal Navy Maroon LimeGreen Message: * HTML is OFF * Forum Code is ON Smilies [quote][i]Originally posted by Jay[/i] [br]Fluffy furry Buddy chewed his leg on the porch why'd you do it fluffy on the porch good dog fluffy o-old friend my pal fluffy's got his buddy on the porch penny she's my girlie she sits here with me on the porch penny looks so pretty on the porch penny takes fluffy for a walk out on the path fluffy chases the other doggies on the path but big sister penny kept fluffy back on the porch so me and fluffy and penny where on the porch See i told you guys a while back they are always on soemthin. Here's a very pretty, awesome song, that will stay in my mind forever,and if you can you should download it. This entire album is mocking country music, but at teh same time, including some great songs, such as this, YOu were the Fool: You Were The Fool bless the father bless the son cross your heart cos you're the one collectin' moon-beams in the mornin' curvy sticks and wooden poles assistin' you in pluggin' holes plug them holes till you see straight through to the mind's eye think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound of Jim and Dan prancin' round the pool you were the fool and i feel sorry for you you were the fool but there's something you can do you can wash your arm in a pool of mud you can chop a tree prevent a flood you can speak with a turtle just by flippin' him around you can build a boat sail the sea you can buy a moat forge a key initiate the sequence create catastrophe think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound of Jim and Dan prancin' round the pool you were the fool and i feel sorry for you you were the fool but there's something you can do bless the father bless the son cross your heart cos you're the one collectin' moon-beams in the mornin' curvy sticks and wooden poles assistin' you in pluggin' holes plug them holes till you see straight through to the mind's eye think about it turn around and go back to the quiet sound of Jim and Dan prancin' round the pool you were the fool and i feel sorry for you you were the fool but there's something you can do you were the fool And then the ultimate sing along song for when you are pissed off at your woman, Piss up a Rope, It's a bit harsh, but it is great! my dinner's on fire while she watches TV and if you've ever wondered what it's like to be me she takes all my money and leaves me no smokes yells at my buddies and insults my folks i'm breakin' my back doin' the best that i can she's got time for the dog and none for her man and i'm no dope but i can't cope so hit the fuckin' road and piss up a rope you can piss up a rope and you can put on your shoes hit the road get truckin' pack your bag i don't need the ag on your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin' you ride my ass like a horse in a saddle now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle and i can't cope piss up a rope uh you can piss up a rope and feel the pissy dribble you can piss up a rope and watch me giggle for the last 6 months i been packin' your bag you can wash my balls with a warm, wet rag till my balls feel smooth and soft like silk i'm sick of your mouth and your 2 percent milk and i'm no dope but i've lost all hope so hit the fuckin' road and piss up a rope you can piss up a rope and you can put on your shoes hit the road get truckin' pack your bag i don't need the ag on your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin' you ride my ass like a horse in a saddle now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle and i can't cope piss up a rope (solos) you can piss up a rope and you can put on your shoes hit the road get truckin' pack your bag i don't need the ag on your knees you big, booty bitch start suckin' you ride my ass like a horse in a saddle now you're up shits creek with a turd for a paddle and i can't cope piss up a rope Jay My last name is confusing...It is Spelled Wiegand but is pronounced Weegend...another insult to the English language... [/quote]   Check here to include your profile signature.