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  • #31
    I demand an anthem that cites me as a founding father of this great nation!

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    • #32
      the hawk party does have an unofficial flag, created by uber. we could integrate it maybe into the UFC flag. here it is.
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      • #33
        damn it!!! wrong damn thread!!! its too late. i dont know what im doing awake

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        • #34
          Originally posted by jdd2007
          damn it!!! wrong damn thread!!! its too late. i dont know what im doing awake


          Anyway....So, when are we creating that poll?
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          Long live teh paranoia smiley!

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          • #35
            im *hitting the sack* but the options for the poll are:

            -the egyptian anthem

            My homeland, my homeland, my hallowed land,
            Only to you, is my due hearty love at command,
            My homeland, my homeland, my hallowed land,
            Only to you is my due hearty love at command,
            Mother of the great ancient land,
            My sacred wish and holy demand,
            All should love, awe and cherish thee,
            Gracious is thy Nile to humanity,
            No evil hand can harm or do you wrong,
            So long as your free sons are strong,
            My homeland, my homeland, my hallowed land,
            Only to you, is my due hearty love at command.

            -ode to joy

            Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium
            Wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heiligtum
            Deine Zauber binden wieder, was die Mode streng geteilt
            Alle Menschen werden Brüder wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.

            -Banana

            (To the tune of Oh Canada)
            Oh, Ba-na-na!
            Our fruit and sacred sign!
            We bow to thee,
            so yellow and divine!
            From the jungle deep,
            We will one day sweep,
            And we'll spread across the land!
            From the mountain peaks,
            to the valleys deep,
            our culture will command!
            Oh, Ba-na-na ....

            -Albuquerque

            Way back when I was just a little bitty boy living in a box under the stairs in the corner of the basement half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop
            You know the place
            well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy
            Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning
            My mother would make me a big bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast
            Awww - Big bowl of sauerkraut
            Every single mornin
            It wa driving me crazy
            I said to my mom
            I said "Hey, mom, what's with all the sauerkraut?"
            And my dear, sweet mother
            She just looked at my like a cow looks at an oncoming train
            And she leaned right down next to me
            And she said "IT'S GOOD FOR YOU"
            And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth
            And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut until I was twenty six and a half years old
            That's when I swore that someday
            Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place
            Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer
            And the towels are oh so fluffy
            Where the shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long
            And anyone on the street will glady shave your back for a nickel
            Wacka wacka doodoo yeah
            Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true
            Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest
            To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt
            I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize
            That's right, a first class one-way ticket to
            Albuquerque
            Albuquerque
            Oh yeah
            You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before
            And I gotta tell ya, it was really great
            Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women with excruciatingly severe body odor
            And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time
            The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts
            And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore
            And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out
            And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside
            And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died
            Except for me
            You know why?
            'Cause I had my tray table up
            And my seat back in the full upright position
            Had my tray table up
            And my seat back in the full upright position
            Had my tray table up
            And my seat back in the full upright position
            Ah ha ha ha
            Ah ha ha
            Ahhhh
            o I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage
            I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days
            Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag
            And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball
            And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel
            But finally I arived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn
            Where the towels are oh so fluffy
            And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna
            It's OK, they're clean
            Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C
            And I turned on the SpectraVision
            And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow
            That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door
            Well now, who could that be?
            I say "Who is it?"
            No answer
            "Who is it?"
            There's no answer
            "WHO IS IT?"
            They're not sayin' anything
            So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected
            It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril
            Oh man, I hate it when I'm right
            So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel
            And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"
            "That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"
            And he's like "Tough"
            And I'm like "Give it"
            And he's like "Make me"
            And I'm like "'Kay"
            So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus
            And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows
            And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation
            Yes indeed, you better believe it
            And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook
            And twenty seconds later, I heard a farmiliar voice
            And you know what it said?
            I'll tell you what it said
            It said
            "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
            "If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"
            "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"
            "If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"
            In Albuquerque
            Albuquerque
            Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel
            But I made a a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest
            I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice
            But first, I decided to buy some donuts
            So I got in my car and I drove over to the donut shop
            And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter
            And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?"
            I said "You got any glazed donuts?"
            He said "No, we're outta glazed donuts"
            I said "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"
            He said "No, we're outta jelly donuts"
            I said "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"
            He said "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts"
            I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?"
            He said "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls"
            I said "You got any apple fritters?"
            He said "No, we're outta apple fritters"
            I said "You got any bear claws?"
            He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check"
            "No, we're outta bear claws"
            I said "Well, in that case - in that case, what do you have?"
            He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels"
            I said "OK, I'll take that"
            So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out
            And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over
            (rabid gnawing sounds)
            Oh man, they were just going nuts
            They were tearin' me apart
            You know, I think it was just about that time that a little ditty started goin' through my head"
            I believe it went a little something like this . . .
            Doh
            Get 'em off me
            Get 'em off me
            Oh
            No, get 'em off, get 'em off
            Oh, oh God, oh God
            Oh, get 'em off me
            Oh, oh God
            Ah, (more screaming)
            I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face
            Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin'
            Like a constipated weiner dog
            And as luck wouls have it, that's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams
            Her name was Zelda
            She was a caligraphy enthusiast with a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches
            I'll never forget the first thing she said to me.
            She said "Hey, you've got weasels on your face"
            That's when I knew it was true love
            We were inseperable after that
            Aw, we ate together, we bathed together
            We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss
            The world was our burrito
            So we got married and we bought us a house
            And had two beautiful children - Nathaniel and Superfly
            Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah
            But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me
            She said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?"
            I said "Woah, hold on now, baby"
            "I'm just not ready for that kinda commitment"
            So we broke up and I never saw her again
            But that's just the way things go
            In Albuquerque
            Albuquerque
            Anyway, things really started lookin' upi for me
            Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream
            That's right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler
            I even made employee of the month after I put that grease fire out with my face
            Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that
            I was gettin' a lot of attitude
            OK, like one time, I was out in the parking lot
            Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil
            When I see this guy Marty tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself
            So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"
            And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes
            "No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"
            So I did
            And then he gets all indignant on me
            He's like "Hey man, I was just being sarcastic"
            Well, that's just great
            How was I supposed to know that?
            I'm not a mind reader for cryin' out loud
            Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname - Torso-Boy
            So what's he complaining about?
            Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote
            This guy comes up to me on the street and says he hasn't had a bit in three days
            Well, I knew what he meant
            But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein
            And he's yellin' and screamin' and bleeding all over
            And I'm like "Hey, come on, don'tcha get it?"
            But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and screaming
            (screaming sounds)
            You know, just completely missing the irony of the whole situation
            Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?
            Anyway, um, um, where was I?
            Kinda lost my train of thought
            Uh, well, uh, OK
            Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it
            But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is
            I hate sauerkraut
            That's all I'm really tryin' to say
            And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up
            And find yourself in an existential quandry
            Full of loathing and self-doubt
            And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence
            At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that
            Somewhere out there in this crazy mixed-up universe of ours
            There's still a little place called
            Albuquerque
            Albuquerque
            Albuquerque, Albuquerque
            Albuquerque, Albuquerque
            Albuquerque, Albuquerque
            Albuquerque, Albuquerque
            I said "A" (A)
            "L" (L)
            "B" (B)
            "U" (U)
            "querque" (querque)
            Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
            Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
            Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
            Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque
            Albuquerque
            (belch)

            -Day-o

            Come, Mr. Tally-man, and tally me BANANAS!
            Daylight come, and I want to go home...
            Day-o! Me sing Daaaay-Ohhh!
            Daylight came and I want to go home.
            Six and Seven and Eight...BANANAS!
            Daylight come and I want to go home.
            Daylight come, and I want to goooooo.......hoooooooome!

            -Banana Boy

            (To the tune of Danny Boy)
            Apolyton,
            The Bananas they are growing,
            From Jungle and Plain,
            and down the mountain side,
            The summers gone,
            and all the flowers are dying,
            but we still have,
            Bananas in they shed.
            But come you back when summer's in the meadow
            Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
            'tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
            Oh Apolyton, oh Apolyton, I love you so.
            And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
            And I am dead, as dead I well may be
            You'll come and find the place where I am lying
            And kneel and place a banana there for me.
            And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
            And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
            If you'll not fail to give me that banana
            I simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
            Last edited by jdd2007; July 2, 2002, 10:00.

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            • #36
              Ok, I got a serious one. To the tune of Danny Boy.....

              Apolyton,
              The Bananas they are growing,
              From Jungle and Plain,
              and down the mountain side,

              The summers gone,
              and all the flowers are dying,
              but we still have,
              Bananas in they shed.

              But come you back when summer's in the meadow
              Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
              'tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
              Oh Apolyton, oh Apolyton, I love you so.

              And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
              And I am dead, as dead I well may be
              You'll come and find the place where I am lying
              And kneel and place a banana there for me.

              And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
              And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
              If you'll not fail to give me that banana
              I simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
              Si tacuisses, philosophus mansisses

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