So today I needed to get some things done even though I'm still winded easily from the pneumonia. I have kept some very patient people waiting long enough (thank you for that
).
While working in the fish room I as usual had my cd's playing and, since the Rolling Stones are my all-time favorite, there was plenty of their music keeping me going.
Well that made me remember this old thread and a post I created off the top of my head that day....thought I'd post it again for the hell of it
Quote from: Helloitsme on June 23, 2012, 09:41:59 AMDoes it (the goat) come with a recipe? Quote from: Regalblue on June 23, 2012, 09:44:13 AM Goat's head soup? Quote from: GrizzlysDad on June 23, 2012, 09:55:02 AM Now you're talkin!!! And after you enjoy the Goat's Head Soup, you end up with Sticky Fingers Quote from: Regalblue on June 23, 2012, 10:23:46 AM lol don't Start me up Tony, I just might Paint it Black, while out with a Honkey Tonk Woman That reminds me of this gal I dated named
Angie.
Wild Horses couldn't keep me away from her even though she sometimes was a
Bitch. So after not getting any
Satisfaction I started dating her sister,
Ruby Tuesday and boy, she was
Hot Stuff and could she get my
Rocks Off! But then that put me between a
Rock and a Hard Place. After some
Mixed Emotions I realized I couldn't keep meeting her at the
Memory Motel because she was
Respectable. I really had her
Under My Thumb. Then, after
The Last Time I really felt
Shame, Shame, Shame. But
Little By Little the stress gave me my
19th Nervous Breakdown. I was
Out of Control and knew I
Gotta Get Away maybe
In Another Land I wouldn't have such a
Heart of Stone.
So I became a
Midnight Rambler traveling along the
Continental Drift.
After a
Long Long While I was
2000 Light Years From Home and feeling really
Low Down and decided
I Might As Well Get Juiced so I called on
Sister Morphine. I knew I was almost
Out of Time and definitely
Torn and Frayed.
Then I met my
Brown Sugar named
Sweet Virginia at a club called the
Moonlight Mile and told her
I Got The Blues. She told me she has no
Sympathy For The Devil and asked me
Have You Seen Your Mother, Baby, Standing In The Shadow?
I asked her
How Can I Stop because I am
Always Suffering?
She said that was
Sad, Sad, Sad and I had to get off of the
Highwire or I would just keep
Slipping Away if I didn't stop thinking about that
Stupid Girl.
So thanks to my
Sweet Black Angel it's no longer a
Sad Day and now
I'm Free!!!
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http://michigancichlid.com/simplemachinesforum/index.php?topic=1006.msg8337#msg8337 )
