Yes, to much ashamed, yes, but it was far from all of us!
NOT ALL CROATS!
GET IT!
ARE YOU ADULT ENOUGH TO GRASP THE GRAMMAR?
Conrad, I’ve not “known” you very long, but for an older bloke, as you, now you seem an idiot as far as experience goes. This dig of yours, because it is such an evident dig, that you are an idiot. Sorry, can’t be but honest, so I bid thee sod off, Sir idiot.
Well, they, USA, bothered to come into the WWII only when they were bombed by Japan 1941, and before that, they made business with both Germany, and war-torn England who they didn’t sponsor by any means, instead sell as much as possible, with interest. England, the proper saviors of Europe, together with them Russians! Where the bloody hell were these US supposed saviors of Europe in 1939, when the war started, and where were they in 1940? It's not a fu**ing fortnight we speak of here.
To continue, only one country, only one, has dropped the bomb, twice. On both occasions, it was not necessary to make it one..
So shove it up yours with your bloody smart act!
There is no country more feared in the world at this point, than the USA. You know why? Not because of its military strength. We piss on that military parade. Jesus, if people still think that it’s because it’s military might, they need to be knocked over the head with a comet.
USA has tried to invade poverty like Viet-Nam, Afghanistan, Korea, and smurfs have shown more results.
No, the fear USA know it holds in it palms, is that it can nuke anyone, and is willing to do so. They have done it once, oh, wait, twice…. so….
I fear the fact that still to this day so many Americans find it a treat to admire, something to be mighty proud about, when it’s the FU**ING same thing old James Bond movie plots were built around, with a cold war Soviet regime threatening the world with nukes aimed against America.
It’s supposed to be a funny one, OK? Make your best at keeping it funny. Allow your crazy, wild humor in your beautiful mind to stroll a bit.
You are allowed one line of lyrics at a time. ONE! If you’ve added one line, only when someone else has contributed are you eligible to add another line of your own invention. If two members happen to post simultaneously, the one member appearing first is the one line we keep.
We are building the lyrics, together
Melody : We need one to base it on, so let’s make this an adaptation of Elton John’s Your Song. Don’t ask me why that one of all songs. And if you haven’t heard it, Christ alone on a tandem bike, where have you been!?
Theme : We need a theme for the song. Let’s make it…. a new member walks into this world of CS, and what happens, where does he end up, happy ending? You decide!
Again, keep it funny.
Structure :
Do you see/hear how the original song goes? The number is for how the line appears. The letter (a), (b) is how the rhymes are paired.
Here, the original lyrics to follow while listening to the clip above
1. – (a) It's a little bit funny this feeling inside 2. - (a) I'm not one of those who can easily hide 3. - (b) I don't have much money but boy if I did 4. - (b) I'd buy a big house where we both could live
5. - (a) If I was a sculptor, but then again, no 6. - (a) Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show 7. - (b) I know it's not much but it's the best I can do 8. - (b) My gift is my song and this one's for you
9. - (a) And you can tell everybody this is your song 10. - (b) It may be quite simple but now that it's done 11. – (CHORUS) I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world
12. - (a) I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss 13. - (a) Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross 14. - (b) But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song 15. - (b) It's for people like you that keep it turned on
16. - (a) So excuse me forgetting but these things I do 17. - (a) You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue 18. - (b) Anyway the thing is what I really mean 19. - (b) Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
REPEAT 9. - (a) And you can tell everybody this is your song 10. - (b) It may be quite simple but now that it's done 11. – (CHORUS) I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world
WHEN YOU POST YOUR LINE, YOU MUST ALWAYS START WITH THE NUMBER. Otherwise, we’ll lose track. Example: 5. As he found out there’s a who’s been viewing me GET IT!?
Template : Now, the lines should be as follows, following the original above. One member, one line at a time, remember!? Whoever gets to the chorus first, gets to do it!
1. – (a) 2. - (a) 3. - (b) 4. - (b)
5. - (a) 6. - (a) 7. - (b) 8. - (b)
9. - (a) 10. - (b) 11. – (CHORUS)
12. - (a) 13. - (a) 14. - (b) 15. - (b)
16. - (a) 17. - (a) 18. - (b) 19. - (b)
REPEAT 9. - (a) 10. - (b) 11. – (CHORUS)
Start your engines, time to show that whit and prove your song writing talents.
Whenever someone feels like it, they can do a summary, what the song looks like so far.
It’s supposed to be a funny one, OK? Make your best at keeping it funny. Allow your crazy, wild humor in your beautiful mind to stroll a bit.
You are allowed one line of lyrics at a time. ONE! If you’ve added one line, only when someone else has contributed are you eligible to add another line of your own invention. If two members happen to post simultaneously, the one member appearing first is the one line we keep.
We are building the lyrics, together
Melody : We need one to base it on, so let’s make this an adaptation of Elton John’s Your Song. Don’t ask me why that one of all songs. And if you haven’t heard it, Christ alone on a tandem bike, where have you been!?
Theme : We need a theme for the song. Let’s make it…. a new member walks into this world of CS, and what happens, where does he end up, happy ending? You decide!
Again, keep it funny.
Structure :
Do you see/hear how the original song goes? The number is for how the line appears. The letter (a), (b) is how the rhymes are paired.
Here, the original lyrics to follow while listening to the clip above
1. – (a) It's a little bit funny this feeling inside 2. - (a) I'm not one of those who can easily hide 3. - (b) I don't have much money but boy if I did 4. - (b) I'd buy a big house where we both could live
5. - (a) If I was a sculptor, but then again, no 6. - (a) Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show 7. - (b) I know it's not much but it's the best I can do 8. - (b) My gift is my song and this one's for you
9. - (a) And you can tell everybody this is your song 10. - (b) It may be quite simple but now that it's done 11. – (CHORUS) I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world
12. - (a) I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss 13. - (a) Well a few of the verses well they've got me quite cross 14. - (b) But the sun's been quite kind while I wrote this song 15. - (b) It's for people like you that keep it turned on
16. - (a) So excuse me forgetting but these things I do 17. - (a) You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue 18. - (b) Anyway the thing is what I really mean 19. - (b) Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen
REPEAT 9. - (a) And you can tell everybody this is your song 10. - (b) It may be quite simple but now that it's done 11. – (CHORUS) I hope you don't mind I hope you don't mind that I put down in words How wonderful life is while you're in the world
WHEN YOU POST YOUR LINE, YOU MUST ALWAYS START WITH THE NUMBER. Otherwise, we’ll lose track. Example: 5. As he found out there’s a who’s been viewing me GET IT!?
Template : Now, the lines should be as follows, following the original above. One member, one line at a time, remember!? Whoever gets to the chorus first, gets to do it!
1. – (a) 2. - (a) 3. - (b) 4. - (b)
5. - (a) 6. - (a) 7. - (b) 8. - (b)
9. - (a) 10. - (b) 11. – (CHORUS)
12. - (a) 13. - (a) 14. - (b) 15. - (b)
16. - (a) 17. - (a) 18. - (b) 19. - (b)
REPEAT 9. - (a) 10. - (b) 11. – (CHORUS)
Start your engines, time to show that whit and prove your song writing talents.
Whenever someone feels like it, they can do a summary, what the song looks like so far.
How many different are there? As many as species of animal of this world, I dare guess.
- I don’t eat meat, but I do eat fish - I don’t eat meat or fish, but I do eat egg - I don’t eat meat or fish or egg or anything produced by an animal - I only eat carrots and turnips, everything else is evil! - I only eat gravel, pieces of drift wood and the occasional cardboard box etc etc etc
Us who like our meat and fish, we only have two. 1. Vegetarian, NOT! 2. Cannibal
I think by now it’s only fair if we could have our own million versions. For starters, there’s no name for those who get a huge stake with potato and a load of vegetables on the side, who eat the potato, feast on the steak, but when asked why they’re not eating the vegetables, they give you this look: You weird, or something?
I once wanted to be the pal of another pal, be so through the magic of the written word traveling miles and miles, yet as if it was spoken to your person. I was 10 or 11.
I imagined the intimate document was carried by horsed couriers, men in hats with three corners, and square shaped shoulder bags in leather somewhat damaged by the seasons they urged their horses to gallop fast through. - Run my steed, make like a full force gale, we carry urgent goods, run my steed run my only travel companion!
I wanted to write these letters with a feather fountain pen. It was of utmost importance that I was a feather. Only, there was none such to be found in any of the stores in my neighborhood, why I decide to make my own pen, out of my own feather.
The target I had decided would be my deliverer of a suitable feather was one of the magpies stealing fruit in our garden. I brought out my landing net and made a trap by the simple means of resting an edge of it on top of a 30cm vertically stood stick, at the midst of the stick a 6m long string tied, and I, of course, on the other end of the string, hiding behind one corner of our house, I, ready to pull the string, thus the stick away, and the net fall over my prey.
I placed bait under the net. Nothing worked. Apple, pear, egg, canned fish, mom’s fresh baked bread, chicken, nuts, cracker, cookie, cake, a piece of leftover steak, pasta, nothing.
They’d come over, the magpie, be stood right next to the net, look at the bait, and then annoyingly they would fly off. With each bait I tried they ventured closer and closer, and increasingly annoyed by it, they would take to flight without an attempt at taking it.
There’s not much patience in a ten year old, so after a couple of hours without success I thought to myself: - I can’t get this bloody trap to work, and without it working I can’t catch myself a magpie off which I can pluck a feather to make a feather fountain pen, and without a feather fountain pen I’m not writing a single word, so fu** you pal, you can shove your letters!
I for bloody sure didn’t come from no crazy chimp wannabe! Keep me out of that myth. I came from the jaguar. Now, that’s something cool to come from. That, or the river otter, they sure know how to have and throw tequila parties.
I’ve never climbed balconies as steep as these in Salzburg, very distant while stood before them on the ground, they are. And yet, the architecture, the façade allows many good adornments to use as a ladder up.
What I like with Salzburg, a fine city in which I have never before been, is that they have easily accessible balconies, they are easy to climb up to, to do odes. That, and the fathers of the daughters fall asleep early.
Full comfort beside me, you are, sleeping still under the arriving dawn, when a warm breath of mine moves that soft hair fallen over your eyes to the side, removed and left resting on your cheek it flees.
That sigh of joy which I have exhaled, it wakes you, where the first image you see, is me. You look at me, looking at you, with a smile. How else could one view thee? And how else could thy reply be, but to greet me with a smile in return, a slight hint of a blush to add.
Good fortune written in those eyes of yours, upon which my own eyes are resting, into which I am almost as lost as Jason and his Argonauts once almost were lost on their ancient adventure. But good fortune here is, because I am not lost, I’m found, by you, and I know what need be a next in this touch between two souls destiny made cross paths, and good fortune in your eyes, because you know what awaits.
Lips leaned onto yours, a hymn to be remembered as the first song I sang thee, and nothing will be as before. Yet it will be as you remembered how it once was, when that well known magical breeze passed your heart, the one made it sing, a heavenly choir would declare envy.
Then, an embrace, a strong, mighty closeness around your person, a whispered lust into your ear, and then….
And then….
It is an ode, to one, because it is what highwaymen do.
PietroPaoloV Forum Posts (722)
Should we in the rest of the world be scared of USA?
OK, sorry to have called you an idiot.