Grateful Dead

I'd need specifics, better yet, photgraphclitical evidance. yuk yuk yuk. ( -;

welcome back joe!!

you forgot to mention her piercings-or maybe you hadn't known about them yet.********************************** By trying we can easily learn to endure adversity -- another man's I mean. Mark Twain

am wiping tears of laughter from my eyes. That was just great, joe! And of course rider's inspiration for it too!********************************** By trying we can easily learn to endure adversity -- another man's I mean. Mark Twain

thought I was seeing double... a masterpiece of a story, rider. *** well, 2 can play at that game: ( -: back because I got no new idears.................... (sing along everybody!) iknowurider's, gonna drink a cuppa tea iknowurider's, gonna drink a hot cuppa tea Gotta teabag with sugar, baby, please pour herbal for cc Heard her last scream last night, Lord, you know her floor was a mess Heard her last scream last night, Lord, you know her floor was a mess Got that rider foot fetish, baby, I must confess iknowurider said "WHAT THE FUCK DID I STEP ON!!??!" iknowurider said "WHAT THE FUCK DID I STEP ON!??!" Goshnab stubbed her toe, gonna keep limping on Stepped in poo last night, Lord, you know she was pissed Scrapped the doo doo off, Lord, being done dog down dissed This ain't no crunch club baby, I just wanna get kissed iknowurider's, gonna put her fishnets on iknowurider's, gonna put her slit skirt on Gonna put on her garter belt, gonna keep turning me on Saw her last night, Lord, you know she looks the best Chatted last night, Lord, she’s unlike all the rest My heart was thumping baby, she put my celibacy to the test iknowurider, gonna put your fishnets on iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on The walls of the ‘love shack’ are shakin' again today The windows of the ‘love shack’ are all shatterin' today Some lucky someones are really getting blown away iknowurider, has her fishnets on iknowurider, has her slit skirt on Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on I wish I could see you try your garter belt on I wish I could see you try that slit skirt on I'd 'bleep bleep bleep' like Roadrunner, and that ain’t no con iknowurider's, gonna put those fishnets on iknowurider's, gonna put that slit skirt on Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on I wish I was on tour, not working on this farm I wish I was on tour, not working on this farm I’d get a tattoo of you, my baby, and put it on my arm iknowurider, gonna put your fishnets on iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on Gonna put on that garter belt, gonna keep turning me on I wish you’d let me come in out from the rain I wish you’d let me come in from out the rain Cause right now, baby, my heart is in real pain iknowurider, gonna put those fishnets on iknowurider, gonna put that slit skirt on Cause in your “love shack” baby, I know what’s going on iknowurider says "I’m gonna put my fishnets on" iknowurider says "I’m gonna put my slit skirt on" "Gonna put on my garter belt, as soon as cc stops drooling on on on ON ON ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" love&peace&peace&love

FUCK SORRY, THE GAME OF SWEET REVENGE ::::: Karma?!? You all know I’m a sucker for betting the kids over music, sometimes making them cry on the basketball court( beaten by a Girl ~ a Mom no less), and gloating over the occasional board game. Everyone has finally settled and I’m relaxing in my room, reading The Green Mile. Feeling rather parched ( thank you Noodle! ) I head into the kitchen for a glass of tea~ or should I say cup, seeing as how there’s a shortage of glasses at our house. The only light is coming from the fish tank. Out of nowhere there’s a stabbing, blinding pain radiating from my right foot. Feet that I’ve sworn could walk over hot coals without breaking a sweat; thanks to my grocery store motto. For a few seconds I thought I was going to black out & crash into the aforementioned tank. Hopping on my remaining reliable foot I look down & spot the upright red man on the rug. It all comes back to me in a flash: I heartily knock Kramer’s green man back to start and I can hear myself chanting “SORRY! Victory is mine!” ARGGGH!! I sit down on the floor to make sure there’s no gaping hole in my foot as I wearily eye the red devil. I hurl him in the vicinity of the trash can, miss and mumble a few choice words under my breath. I make it to the fridge and although the tea is welcome, it just doesn’t seem as sweet as before. Waking up this morning, karma far from my mind I plant both feet on the floor and the pain comes flooding back. I’ve stepped on my share of kid toys and that damn Sorry piece was worse than the dreaded Lego and matchbox car put together. So, if your in a similar situation, don’t let the Power of beating your kids go to your head, because it can surely come back to haunt you. I’m starting a petition that all games with choking hazard warnings should also alert the unsuspecting game enthusiast of Stone Bruise Dangers….. Hex on YOU Parker Brothers!! cheezy I know, but why the hell not ??? :) PEACE

Chimenti man, that cat can tickle them keys with the best of them. peace. different gig than yesterday:

http://www.archive.org/details/further2010-03-05.4akg Thanks to the folks who make these recordings: anyone still use a DAT?

Furthur LIVE right now!!! http://www.ustream.tv/channel/coloartist-streams Mourning Dew was amazing!!! misty tear fell.