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06-03-2008, 06:26 PM
Secret party with Jack Daniels, Vodka and so...
Take the plane (the real, not the paper one ) to go to the party.Throws invitations to USAF personnel's children and to the next person to see our brand new Rafale fighter in static démo in the airfield where I'll land across the atlantic ocean. (thanks to refuel me in flight, our tankers mummies KC-135 are all in duty in Afghanistan )There are eyes that see but say nothing at all There are ears that hear but they don't recall In this city of ours So we followed your man back to your front door And we're waiting for you outside 'Coz not everybody here is scared of you Not everybody passes on the other side And we could spend our whole lives waiting From some thunderbolt to come And we could spend our whole lives waiting For some justice to be done Unless we make our own (NMA, The Hunt) |
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06-03-2008, 08:39 PM
Not an aussie so took the boomerang straight on my face!
Throws the doctor's bill to the next person. (and hello to aussies too, I expect someday to come to Sydney or Canberra. One more thing, and it's amazing, we had some kangaroos in a park near Rambouillet 's forest (about 50 km SW of Paris) and they fleed from the park to the forest, lived in the forest, accomodated in it and reproduced... Still amazing )There are eyes that see but say nothing at all There are ears that hear but they don't recall In this city of ours So we followed your man back to your front door And we're waiting for you outside 'Coz not everybody here is scared of you Not everybody passes on the other side And we could spend our whole lives waiting From some thunderbolt to come And we could spend our whole lives waiting For some justice to be done Unless we make our own (NMA, The Hunt) |
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06-03-2008, 08:51 PM
"Oh, a trash(can)? That's only near homophonous, but I really like Thrashmetal
!!!!"Throws an entire Megadeth collection to the next person (and if it isn't too hard, Slayer is near )There are eyes that see but say nothing at all There are ears that hear but they don't recall In this city of ours So we followed your man back to your front door And we're waiting for you outside 'Coz not everybody here is scared of you Not everybody passes on the other side And we could spend our whole lives waiting From some thunderbolt to come And we could spend our whole lives waiting For some justice to be done Unless we make our own (NMA, The Hunt) |
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