Dave_Schuldt Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 msbehavinn is most definitly trask. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HRoark Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 msbehavinn is most definitly trask. Gee, you're fucking Einstein over there, Schuldt. Phew, you working on any other brilliant theories there, Doctor? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cracked Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bannedkamp Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 DORK Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
EWolfe Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 Hey, wasn't there a banned called sumpin like that? Kamper Banned Veethoven? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
catbirdseat Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 No one to talk with, All by myself, No one to walk with, But I'm happy on the shelf Ain't misbehavin', I'm savin' my love for you I know for certain, The one I love, I through with flirtin', It's just you I'm thinkin' of. Ain't misbehavin', I'm savin' my love for you Like Jack Horner in the corner Don't go no where, What do I care, Your kisses are worth waitin' for Be-lieve me I don't stay out late, Don't care to go, I'm home about eight, Just me and my radio Ain't misbehavin', I'm savin' my love for you Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scrambler Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 If Trask were really back, he'd tell you to choke on a choad, rhymin' sphincter boy. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
catbirdseat Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 If Trask were really back, he'd tell you to choke on a choad, rhymin' sphincter boy. He would but he is "on the shelf". As long as he's there, he ain't misbehavin'. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scrambler Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 Bring back the Trask attitude. It's too sensitive in here. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
catbirdseat Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 HRoark is trying to be funny like trask, but only the offensive part is coming through. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
cracked Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 Trask lost his touch a while back. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RobBob Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 What do you know about his touch? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
catbirdseat Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 What do YOU know? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
arlen Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 Gee, you're fucking Einstein over there, Schuldt. Phew, you working on any other brilliant theories there, Doctor? Phew, you've already proved beyond doubt the theory that you want to be like Trask and simply lack even the miniscule ability you'd need to imitate Trask imitating himself--what he mostly did anyway. Here's a little song even a talentless sham like you can sing as an ode to your (almost equally talentless) hero. Get off my ass you wee bitty fuck If I pull out the Claymore you're shit outta luck Who's that girl, that pretty young thing After I fuck her she'll get up and sing Aye Aye Aye -- sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye -- the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye Down to the pub for a two shilling ale The bread on the counter is going stale If I don't get some fresh bread soon Gonna punch in your face and bark at the moon Aye Aye Aye -- sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye -- the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye Ain't got no girl 'cuz I haven't the time Got too many other things on me mind Patty was nice she was pale and cute But I threw her away like an old piece of fruit Aye Aye Aye -- sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye -- the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye Got ooze in my pores my feet are all wet Got mold in my ears but I ain't dead yet Got stones in me bladder got a crack in me head When Patty starts cryin' this is what I said Aye Aye Aye -- sharpen your boot, and bludgeon your eye Aye Aye Aye -- the Blarney Stone brings a tear to me eye Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
msbehavin Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 Sancho brought a message from the fat man Sorry boy, to leave you high and dry But I went to see my mom in Ensenada And I left a little something to help the time go by Just a little something to help to keep you high Bananas and Blow, Bananas and blow Stuck in my cabana, living on bananas and blow Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bird Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 Now the rainy season reminds me of Maria The way she danced, the color of her hair Now I'm locked inside a stall in the cantina Eating the bananas and cocaine off the mirror Looking for a ticket to take me away from here Bananas and Blow, Bananas and blow Stuck in my cabana, living on bananas and blow Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
msbehavin Posted February 10, 2004 Share Posted February 10, 2004 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 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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