LONG HAIRED HILLBILLY ROCK STARS CRACKED
This strange little hamster must have fallen out of his crib and cracked his skull on his power ranger if he thought I was some sort of man servant I swear do these little ***** get there manners ? Hey look grandpa just do your dam job and get me a beer okay? Want a coloring book to go along with that Bilbo? Hey there Gonzo I'll take a Bud Light and a bag of chips please. The doors flew open and fifty or so hobbits came wandering in the bar dear lord was it some sort of strike? Just then I herd a school bus with it's annoying *** air brakes come to a halt outside the Pub
Harry Potter honestly I thought that was a great **** name. That was as about as interesting as watching a marathon of twilight backed up by that closet case There poems about Mom and Dad and that first crush and other assorted high school horseshit Then I decided to check out the new who's who of the new Hello.
LONG HAIRED HILLBILLY ROCK STARS FULL
They were all there on full display a reminder of a past I truly cant forget. I as always stopped by to check the tombstones of my amigos now long since passed. No I decided to swing by my true stomping ground the true home of Gonzo Hello. I had decided to take a change of pace no I wasn't watching barnyard babes instead get your mind out of the gutter you ******'s who do you think I am the owner of this site? No I wasn't looking at **** I'm kidding of course I was duh what goes better with coffee then watching total strangers ******* a circus ****** but enough about family programming. I sat there good Irish coffee in one hand laptop upon the bar my normal morning ritual The pub was empty well aside from a few selected drunks but really there more like a modern art display that has to **** more than a toddler. I was at the bar big ******* surprise I know. Merry Christmas to all 'til the same time next year Well that's the story of our Christmas here His belly was full when he walked out the doorīut he couldn't resist when we offered him more Granny kidnapped Santa while we shot his deer We have Christmas dinner, it's finally here Like the sound of thunder or a shot gun blast It was just cousin Cleatus in mama's brassiereĪnd then from the rooftop we heard it at last We thought it was Grandpa drinkin' with the boysīut what to my wandering eye should appear Was waiting for Santa as she sat by the treeįrom out of the barn there arose such a noise Granny with her false teeth and gun on her knee Their quilts made of skins from rabbits and skunks The children were nestled so high in their bunks The longjohns were hung by the chimney with care The kinfolk were drinkin' as they tend to their stills 'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the hills Playing out there music in there hillbilly way In the mountains high where hillbillies play Music in there soul dancing in there feet To there favourite sound in the mountains highĭancing all night long beneath a moonlit skyĬlapping and a slapping to the hillybilly beat Playing out there music in the hillbilly wayīanjos and the fiddles they all start to playįolks they all start dancing.dance the night away Party all night long till the break of day High up in the mountains when weekend comes around So I stuck that thing in four-wheel drive
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