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To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of the women. -
You know, 15 years ago I got that damn song out of my head.
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Thank you for reminding me of my childhood. It was almost like uncle Jim was alive and living in our garage again.Last edited by Hepatitis Dispenser; 03-30-2008, 05:14 PM.Comment
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I was singing that song all day today. MY wife thought I was nuts.
Milk, bitches. Mother fucking milk.
I think of a woman in a recording studio, soulfully singing the word "milk" over and over again, while some seventies-riffic studio producer gives her feedback. No baby, sound like you want it more. OK, here's where it gets serious and urgent. She NEEDS that fucking milk, now sell it. Sing it like you mean it.To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of the women.Comment
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