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  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 16:59:29 #1
111382 Ofyles2
Bestemming: onbekend
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Soms verwacht je het niet, maar in liedjes wordt er ook flink op los gescholden en gevloekt:

Voorbeelden van dit soort 'stoute liedjes':
Johnny Cash - A boy named Sue
Eamon - Fuck It
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 17:00:51 #2
132185 Biogarde
Neef van Bassie.
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Het hele repertoire van 50 cent, Dre, Eminem, en al die andere talloze rappers?
Bio is baas. Ik ben niet meer op straat. Ik rij alleen langs om te kijken hoe het gaat.
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 17:01:49 #3
43584 Beregd
absolutely inch perfect
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van niet-scheldgroepen

eels - it's a motherfucker
martha wainwright - you bloody motherfucking asshole
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Tenacious D - Fuck her gently
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Peaches - Fuck The Pain Away
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 17:05:57 #6
225797 IJsblock
victoria siempre
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Metallica-So What
Rage Against The Machine-Killing In The Name
Prince-Sexy Motherfucker
Jules Deelder en Herman Brood-Oh Kut
Doe Maar-Heroine
Put On Your Red Shoes And Dance The Blues
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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - O'Malley's Bar
quote:
am tall and I am thin
Of an enviable hight
And I've been known to be quite handsome
In a certain angle and in certain light
Well I entered into o'malley's
Said, o'malley I have a thirst
O'malley merely smiled at me
Said you wouldn't be the first
I knocked on the bar and pointed
To a bottle on the shelf
And as o'malley poured me out a drink
I sniffed and crossed myself
My hand decided that the time was nigh
And for a moment it slipped from view
And when it returned, it fairly burned
With confidence anew
Well the thunder from my steely fist
Made all the glasses jangle
When I shot him, I was so handsome
It was the light, it was the angle
Huh! hmmmmmm
Neighbours! I cried, friends! i
Screamed
I banged my fist upon the bar
I bear no grudge against you!
And my dick felt long and hard
I am the man for which no God waits
But for which the whole world yearns
I'm marked by darkness and by blood
And one thousand powder-burns
Well, you know those fish with the swollen lips
That clean the ocean floor
When I looked at poor o'malley's wife
That's exactly what I saw
I jammed the barrel under her chin
And her face looked raw and vicious
Her head it landed in the sink
With all the dirty dishes
Her little daughter siobhan
Pulled beers from dusk till down
And amongst the townfolk she was a bit of a joke
But she pulled the best beer in town
I swooped magnificent upon her
As she sat shivering in her grief
Like the madonna painted on the church-house wall
In whale's blood and banana leaf
Her throat it crumbled in my fist
And I spun heroically around
To see caffrey rising from his seat
I shot that mother fucker down
Mmmmmmmmmm yeah yeah yeah
I have no free will, I sang
As I flew about the murder
Mrs. richard holmes, she screamed
You really should have heard her
I sang and I laughed, I howled and I wept
I panted like a pup
I blew a hole in mrs. richard holmes
And her husband stupidly stood up
As he screamed, you are an evil man
And I paused a while to wonder
If I have no free will then how can i
Be morally culpable, I wonder
I shot richard holmes in the stomach
And gingerly he sat down
And he whispered weirdly, no offense
And then lay upon the ground
None taken, I replied to him
To which he gave a little cough
With blazing wings I neatly aimed
And blew his head completely off
I've lived in this town for thirty years
And to no-one I am a stranger
And I put new bullets in my gun
Chamber upon chamber
And I turned my gun on the bird-like mr. brookes
I thought of saint francis and his sparrows
And as I shot down the youthful richardson
It was st. sebastian I thought of, and his arrows
Hhhhhhhhhh mmmmmmmmmmmm
I said, I want to introduce myself
And I am glad that all you came
And I leapt upon the bar
And shouted out my name
Well jerry bellows, he hugged his stool
Closed his eyes and shrugged and laughed
And with an ashtray as big as a fucking really big brick
I split his head in half
His blood spilled across the bar
Like a steaming scarlet brook
And I knelt at it's edge on the counter
Wiped the tears away and looked
Well, the light in there was blinding
Full of God and ghosts of truth
I smiled at henry davenport
Who made an attempt to move
Well, from the position I was standing
The strangest thing I ever saw
The bullet entered through the top of his chest
And blew his bowels out on the floor
Well I floated down the counter
Showing no remorse
I shot a hole in kathleen carpenter
Recently divorced
But remorse I felt and remorse I had
It clung to every thing
From the raven's hair upon my head
To the feathers on my wings
Remorse sqeezed my hand in it's fradulent claw
With it's golden hairless chest
And I glided through the bodies
And killed the fat man vincent west
Who sat quietly in his chair
A man become a child
And I raised the gun up to his head
Executioner-style
He made no attempt to resist
So fat and dull and lazy
Did you know I lived in your street? I said
And he looked at me as though I were crazy
O, he said, I had no idea
And he grew as quiet as a mouse
And the roar of the pistol when it went off
Near blew that hat right off the house
Hmmmmmm uh uh
Well, I caught my eye in the mirror
And gave it a long and loving inspection
There stands some kind of man, I roared
And there did, in the reflection
My hair combed back like a raven's wing
My muscles hard and tight
And curling from the business end of my gun
Was a query-mark of cordite
Well I spun to the left, I spun to the right
And I spun to the left again
Fear me! fear me! fear me!
But no one did cause they were dead
Huh! hmmmmmmmmm
And then there were the police sirens wailing
And a bull-horn squelched and blared
Drop your weapons and come out
With your hands held in the air
Well, I checked the chamber of my gun
Saw I had one final bullet left
My hand, it looked almost human
As I raised it to my head
Drop your weapon and come out!
Keep your hands above your head!
I had one one long hard think about dying
And did exactly what they said
There must have been fifty cops out there
In a circle around o'malley's bar
Don't shoot, I cried, I'm a man
Unarmed!
So they put me in their car
And they sped me away from that terrible scene
And I glanced out of the window
Saw o'malley's bar, saw the cops and the cars
And I started counting on my fingers
Aaaaaah one aaaaaah two aaaaaah three aaaaaaah four
O'malley's bar o'malley's bar
Sowieso neemt Nick nooit een blad voor de mond, net als bijvoorbeeld Liz Phair, Arab Strap, Fiona Apple en Adam Green.
ASWH, de trots van de regio
www.thuisuiteten.nl
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 17:10:19 #8
43584 Beregd
absolutely inch perfect
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of untouchable face van ani difranco
  Moderator maandag 29 december 2008 @ 17:10:56 #9
32436 crew  belsen
Young, gifted and black
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quote:
Op maandag 29 december 2008 17:05 schreef IJsblock het volgende:
Metallica-So What
Rage Against The Machine-Killing In The Name
Prince-Sexy Motherfucker
Jules Deelder en Herman Brood-Oh Kut
Doe Maar-Heroine
Anti-Nowhere League - So what
Neerlands Hoop - Nieuwe woorden leren
Geef angst en haat een stem
Ranja: "mijn bukgeit begrijpt mj niet. "
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Robert Long - Beschaafde tango

Kent u dat u koopt gehaast iets bij de supermarkt
't Is niet zo druk dus een kassiere zit al klaar
Maar bij de kassa staat een heer
En die legt zoveel pakjes neer
Dat het wel lijkt alsof-ie inslaat voor een jaar
En net als alles is geteld
Is er gebrek aan wisselgeld
Dus de kassiere weggesneld
En jij kunt wachten tot je smelt
Dan zou je toch wel even graag heel beschaafd willen zeggen:
"He hoerenjager donder op, met je verlopen pooierskop
Met je pokdalige gezicht, bezopen patser, vieze nicht
Kinderverkrachter, infantiele, impotente ouwe piel"

Kent u dat je staat te wachten op het stadsvervoer
Er staat een rij maar jij sluit netjes achteraan
En na een lang en koud kwartier
Dan komt de bus in het vizier
En jij als laatste wil dan net naar binnen gaan
De bus puilt uit maar het kan nog net
Je denkt wel dat je het nog redt
Dan komt een dame in korset
Die voorkruipt en jou buiten zet
Dan zou je toch wel even graag heel beschaafd willen zeggen:
"Verrotte, gore ouwe snol, jij uitgescheten kouwe drol
Je bent een vieze loopse hond, je kop is net een blote kont
Verrekte sloerie, lijpe trut, portiekhoer, slet, spinaziekut"

Kent u dat mevrouw meneer u koopt een nieuwe fiets
Want autorijden in het weekend wordt te duur
't Is een gezond en wijs besluit
En zondag 's ochtends rijdt u uit
Om te genieten van de zon en natuur
Dat is in jaren niet gebeurd
U ruikt hoe heerlijk alles geurt
Daar komt een brommer aan gescheurd
Die jullie haast de weg af sleurt
Dan zou je toch wel even graag heel beschaafd willen zeggen:
"He, vuile klootzak, parasiet, krijg toch de pleuris stuk verdriet
En ook de tyfus, kale neet, he kankerlijer lik me reet
Langharig tuig, stuk onbenul, syfilislijder, hondelul"
“People shouldn't be afraid of their government. Governments should be afraid of their people.”
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 17:12:43 #11
43584 Beregd
absolutely inch perfect
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jan dewilde - hehe

stomme idioot, genie van de Karpaten,
mottige malloot, rattenkop vol gaten,
kikvorst, potentaat,
hansworst, cervelaat,
lulverhalenrecensenter
liberale potloodventer,

hè hè, wat ’n feest,
lang genoeg beleefd geweest!

thermische zak, koekejoe, boletenvreter,
kermisklabak, ratjetoe, beterweter,
borgworm, Aartselaar,
projectontwikkelaar,
dilettante vlooientemmer,
dégouttante V.T.-emmer.

hè hè, dat lucht op,
ram het in hun domme kop!

slappe stalactiet, suffe klussenklooier,
stijve zwartepiet, hobbelpaard van Troje,
boskoe, aasgarnaal,
emoe, bergkwabaal,
spruitjesluchtverspreider,
bokkenrijder.

hè hè zie je wel,
die daar springt al uit z’n vel!

driewielertoerist, omnivoor, achterpoter,
verlepte bloemist, komfoor, kroonontbloter,
wisigoot, reptiel,
afstoot, hydrofiel,
variété troubadour,
chansonnier, liedjesboer,
over ‘t paard getilde,
Jan de Wilde.

hè hè, wat ’n lol,
ik viel even uit m’n rol.
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 17:12:47 #12
163094 Ladidadida
En zo is het. En niet anders.
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De leukste is Handle Me

You’re a selfish narcissistic psycho freaking
bootlicking nazi creep,
and you can't handle me
Op vrijdag 6 februari 2009 08:48 schreef ajf het volgende:
Cada día te quiero más que ayer y menos que mañana O+
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Youp van 't Hek, mensen, Youp van 't Hek..

Vuile vieze teringhoer
Gore kankerslet
Smakeloze lichtekooi
Krijg in je liezen smet

Dikke loopse takkenteef
Afgebefte del
Gratenkut met weerhaken
Ik gun je een gezwel

Zuigzeug
Vuile slettebak
Met je tieten van een mug
Gore sloerie, vieze snol
Kom toch bij me terug!!!!!

Alhoewel dat niet echt een liedje is, maar meer een "gedichtje"..
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Marduk- Fistfucking god
14 SHADES OF GREY
Nothing is black or white. Nothing is wrong or right. But everything is 14 shades of grey.
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 17:20:10 #15
111382 Ofyles2
Bestemming: onbekend
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Eminem - Without Me
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Edit: Al gezegd
Noot noot.
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slayert - payback
quote:
You've got a fucking catheter in your brain
Pissing your common sense away
This is for the mindfuck
This is for the hell of it
This is for me- I'm going to
Tear your fucking eyes out
Rip your fucking flesh off
Beat you till you're just a fucking lifeless carcass
Fuck you and your progress
Watch me fucking regress
You were meant to take the fall - now you're nothing
Tear your fucking eyes out
Rip your fucking flesh off
Beat you till you're just a fucking lifeless carcass
Fuck you and your progress
Watch me fucking regress
You were meant to take the fall - now you're nothing
Now you're nothing
You're not fucking shit.
Onderbroeken zonder knopen hoef je alleen maar af te stropen!
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 17:33:05 #18
111382 Ofyles2
Bestemming: onbekend
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Dope - Die motherfucker, die
quote:
I don't need your forgiveness
I don't need your hate
I don't need your acceptance
So what should I do
I don't need your resistance
I don't need your prayers
I don't need your religion
I don't need a thing from you

I don't do what I've been told
Your so lame why don't you

Just go
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die

I don't need your prison
I don't need your pain
I don't need your decision
So what should I do
I don't need your approval
I don't need your hope
I don't need your lectures
I don't need a thing from you

I'll be sorry when I'm old
You're so full of shit man

Just go
Die mother fucker die mother fucker die

BOOM

I don't need your forgiveness
I don't need your hate
I don't need your acceptance
So what should I do

I'll be sorry so you've said
I'm not sorry
Bang You're Dead

Die mother fucker die mother fucker die

Die
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 18:23:52 #19
13973 ranja
image means nothing
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Pogues & Kirsty MacColl
quote:
You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip
In that bed

You scum bag
You maggot
You cheap lousy faggot*
Happy Christmas your arse
I pray God
It's our last
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Disturbed - The sickness
quote:
Why did you have to be such a bitch?
Why don't you,
Why don't you fuck off and die?
Why can't you just fuck off and die?
Why can't you just leave here and die?
Never stick your hand in my face again bitch
FUCK YOU!!!
I don't need this shit
You stupid sadistic abusive fucking whore
Would you like to see how it feels mommy?
Here it comes, get ready to die!
No Dukes of Hazzard in the classroom
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 20:36:12 #21
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Sound Chaser
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Spock's Beard - The Water (part 4)
quote:
you gave me this home and then you left me alone

FUCK YOU

you act real nice while you're exacting your price

FUCK YOU

everyone's got their opinions

they'll tell ya 'bout 'em all the time

what makes 'em think i wanna hear them

i wish that you'd all fucking die, die, DIE!

you don't give a shit about anything

FUCK YOU


i don't know why you even bother to live

FUCK YOU

everyone's so pathetic

always talking all the time

what makes them think that

i give half a shit what's on their minds, minds, MINDS!

FUCK YOU

(if the truth were told i really hate myself so)

FUCK YOU

FUCK YOU

FUCK YOU

FUCK YOU!
At times like these, any fool can see
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 22:25:51 #22
139677 Curiosity
In the devil's playground
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“Gentlemen, you had my curiosity… but now you have my attention.”
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Blink 182 - Family Reunion
quote:
shit piss fuck cunt cocksucker motherfucker tits fart turd and twat
shit piss fuck cunt cocksucker motherfucker tits fart turd and twat
shit piss fuck cunt cocksucker motherfucker tits fart turd and twat
shit piss fuck cunt cocksucker motherfucker tits fart turd and twat
I fucked your mom
And i wanna suck my dad
And my momma too
Oh, is this thing on?
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 23:07:48 #24
181132 maxh
I am the lolrus
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The Bloodhound Gang pakt het tenminste slim aan met hun talloze poetische eufemismen

Vulcanize the whoopee stick
In the ham wallet

Cattle prod the oyster ditch
With the lap rocket

Batter dip the cranny ax
In the gut locker

Retrofit the pudding hatch
Ooh la la
With the boink swatter
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 23:14:28 #25
181132 maxh
I am the lolrus
pi_64483186
Wacht dat zijn natuurlijk geen scheldwoorden -_- het is al laat.
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Nine Inch Nails - Closer
  maandag 29 december 2008 @ 23:21:38 #27
235707 Painted_Horse
Quarter or Dime?
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Jeroen van Merwijk - Het leven is kut
Never underestimate a Horse - He can't think but is better in acting than Meryl Streep
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En natuurlijk Hotdog van onze grote idolen Limp Bizkit
quote:
Ladies and Gentlemen, introducing, the chocolate starfish, and the hot-dog flavored water,
Bring it on,
Get the fuck up,
Check, 1, 2
Listen up, Listen up, Here we go,

It's a fucked up world, what a fucked up place,
Everybody's judged by their fucked up face,
Fucked up dreams, fucked up life,
Fucked up kid, with a fucked up knife,
Fucked up moms, and fucked up dads,
Thats a fucked up cop, with a fucked up badge,
Fucked up job, with fucked up pay,
Fucked up boss, is a fucked up day,
Fucked up breast, fucked up lies,
All my niggas, in the biggest, got the facs of life

Hey, everybody knows this song (x2)

Ain't it a shame that you can't say fuck,
Fucks just a word and it's all fucked up,
Like a fucked up punk, with a fucked up mouth,
Nine inch nails'll get knock the fuck out,

Fucked up AIDS, from fucked up sex,
Fake ass titties on her fucked up chest,
We're all fucked up, so whatcha wanna do,
Well fucked up me and a fucked up you

(chorus)
You wanna fuck me like an animal,
You like to burn me on the inside,
You like to think that I'm a perfect drug,
Just know that nothin you do, will bring you closer to me,

Aint life a bitch, a fucked up bitch,
A fucked up sword with a fucked up stitch,
A fucked up head, is a fucked up shame,
Swingin on my nuts is a fucked up game,
Jealousy fillin up my fucked up mind,
its all fucked up like a fucked up crime,
If I say fuck two more times,
Thats 46 fucks in this fucked up rhyme,


Hey, everybody knows this song (x2)

chorus

(karate scream)

listen up baby,

You can't bring me down, I don't think so, and also
You better check yourself, before you wreck yourself,
Kiss my starfish, my, chocolate starfish, PUNK
Kiss my starfish, my, chocolate starfish,
Kon het niet laten..
  Moderator maandag 29 december 2008 @ 23:32:12 #29
32436 crew  belsen
Young, gifted and black
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Rene SG ook natuurlijk.
Geef angst en haat een stem
Ranja: "mijn bukgeit begrijpt mj niet. "
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Boot lickin, piss drinkin, fingerfriggin, tit tweakin,
love bitin, arse lickin, shit stabbin, mother fuckin,
spunk lovin, ball bustin, cock suckin, fist fuckin,
lipsmackin, thirst quenchin, cool livin, ever givin
USELESS MAN"
  dinsdag 30 december 2008 @ 00:41:04 #31
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Shane kan er wat van.
quote:
The Pogues - Bottle of Smoke

Thanks and praises
Thanks to Jesus
I bet on the Bottle of Smoke
I went to Hell
And to the races
To bet on the Bottle of Smoke

The day being clear
The sky being bright
He came up on the left
Like a streak of light
Like a drunken fuck
On a Saturday night
Up came the Bottle of Smoke

Twenty fucking five to one
My gambling days are done
I bet on a horse called the Bottle of Smoke
And my horse won

Stewards inquiries
Swift and fiery
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Inquisitions and suppositions
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Fuck the stewards
A trip to Lourdes
Might give the old fuckers
The power of sight
Screaming springers and stoppers
And call out coppers
But the money still gleams in my hand like a light

Bookies cursing
Cars reversing
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Glasses steaming
Vessels bursting
I had the Bottle of Smoke
Slip a fifty to the wife
And for each brat a crisp new five
To give me a break on a Saturday night
When I had the Bottle of Smoke

Priests and maidens
Drunk as pagans
They had the Bottle of Smoke
Sins forgiven and celebrations
They had the Bottle of Smoke

Fuck the Yanks
And drink their wives
The moon is clear
The sky is bright
I'm happy as the horses shite
Up came the Bottle of Smoke
quote:
Shane MacGowan and the Popes - Donegal Express

Who dares to speak of Donegal
You get kicks in the bars and kicks in the balls
The harp that played in Tara's halls
Is burning on the dump
Virginia is a gin town
Belturbot is a sin town
And all the boys from Skintown
Are in England on the lump
Got pissed in Letterkenny
With darlin' sportin' Jenny
Spent me very last penny
And we made it in the press
The husband caught me in the bed
Tried to shoot me in the head
Had to swim the stream to get
The Donegal Express

Kahaya! You fuck!
Come Hell of high water
I might have fucked your Missus
But I never fucked your daughter
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh

As sure as I'm Father Emmett
I've a King Dong down me Semmett
As any girl will tell you
From Cavan down to Clare
Back in sweet Virginia
In the toilet with Lavinia
I nearly fucked her brains out
And tore her party dress
A shit, a shave, a shower
And half a pint of powers
Then off again to get on board
The Donegal Express

Kahaya! You fuck!
Come Hell of high water
I might have fucked your Missus
But I never fucked your daughter
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh

Kahaya! You fuck!
Come Hell of high water
I might have fucked your Missus
But I never fucked your daughter
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
Fol-diddle-dee-ahhh
At times like these, any fool can see
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
  dinsdag 30 december 2008 @ 02:32:34 #32
111382 Ofyles2
Bestemming: onbekend
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John Lennon - Working class hero
quote:
As soon as your born they make you feel small,
By giving you no time instead of it all,
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school,
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool,
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years,
Then they expect you to pick a career,
When you can't really function you're so full of fear,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV,
And you think you're so clever and classless and free,
But you're still fucking peasents as far as I can see,
A working class hero is something to be,
A working class hero is something to be.
There's room at the top they are telling you still,
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill,
If you want to be like the folks on the hill,
A working class hero is something to be.
A working class hero is something to be.
If you want to be a hero well just follow me,
If you want to be a hero well just follow me.
  dinsdag 30 december 2008 @ 02:41:42 #33
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Pink Floyd - Not now John (het enige fatsoenlijke nummer op een plaat die verder finaal kut is)

Fuck all that we've got to get on with these
got to compete with the whily japanese
there's too many home fires burning
and not enough trees
so fuck all that
we've got to get on with these
Can't stop lose job mind gone sillicon
wath bomb get away pay day make hay
break down need fix big six
clickity click hold on oh no brrrrrrrrrrrring bingo

make em laugh make me cry make em dance in the aisles
make em pay make em stay make em feel ok

not nah John
we've got to get on with the film show
hollywood waits at the end of the rainbow
who cares what it's about
as long as the kids go
not now John
got to get on with the show

hang on John
we've got to get on with this
I don't know what it is
but it fits on her like..............
come at the end of the shift
we'll go and get pissed
but now now John
I've got to get on with this

hold on John
I think there's something good on
I used to read books but............
it could be the news
or some other abuse
or it could be reusable shows

fuck all that we've got to get on with these
got to compete with the wily japanese
no need to worry about the vietnamese
got to bring the russian bear to his knees
well, maybe not the russian bear
maybe the swedes
we showed argentina
now let's go and show these
make us feel tough
and wouldn't maggie be pleased
nah nah nah nah nah nah!

s'cusi dove il bar
se para collo pou eine toe bar
s'il vous plait ou est le bar
oi' where's the fucking bar John!
At times like these, any fool can see
Any fool can see your love inside me
(Marillion - Neverland)
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Queen - Death On Two Legs
quote:
You suck my blood like a leech
You break the law and you preach
Screw my brain till it hurts
You've taken all my money
And you want more
Misguided old mule with your pig headed rules
With your narrow minded cronies
Who are fools of the first division
Death on two legs
You're tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You've never had a heart of your own
Kill joy bad guy big talking small fry
You're just an old barrow boy
Have you found a new toy to replace me?
Can you face me?
But now you can kiss my ass goodbye
Feel good are you satisfied?
Do you feel like suicide?
(I think you should)
Is your conscience all right
Does it plague you at night?
Do you feel good feel good?

You talk like a big business tycoon
You're just a hot air balloon
So no one gives you a damn
You're just an overgrown schoolboy
Let me tan your hide
A dog with disease
You're the king of the 'sleaze'
Put your money where your mouth is
Mister know-all
Was the fin on your back
Part of the deal? (Shark)
Death on two legs
You're tearing me apart
Death on two legs
You've never had a heart (you never did) of your own
(Right from the start)
Insane you should be put inside
You're a sewer rat decaying in a cesspool of pride
Should be made unemployed
Then make yourself null and void
Make me feel good I feel good
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Alle wanna-be emenimetjes in Nederland.
Een THC, DHC, SMB, en van dat soort rap groepen.
Zo vaak dat gekanker dat het gewoon de hele beat verpest, maar dat vinden ze juist leuk ofzo.
Als ik lach met mijn lul, worden alle vrouwen gul.
Slepen ze me mee, hop naar de wc.
Spoelen maar, wat een mooi gebaar.
  dinsdag 30 december 2008 @ 04:30:34 #36
111575 lubje25
lubjes' stash do not nick
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quote:
Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 04:17 schreef sezten het volgende:
Alle wanna-be emenimetjes in Nederland.
Een THC, DHC, SMB, en van dat soort rap groepen.
Zo vaak dat gekanker dat het gewoon de hele beat verpest, maar dat vinden ze juist leuk ofzo.
De jeugd van tegenwoordig- watskeburt

Je bent een jambek dat zeurt......
Donder op man, ik pak gewoon mijn klomp
  dinsdag 30 december 2008 @ 05:00:33 #37
111575 lubje25
lubjes' stash do not nick
pi_64489430
Loudon Wainwright III- Grown man

You got a grown man for a boyfriend,
So you better treat him just like a baby.
He's a saint on Sunday, he's a bum on Monday;
The rest of the week he's just crazy.

He's unpredictable, like an animal,
Proud as an eagle, big and strong like a bear;
He's a snake and a frog, he's a pig and a dog;
There's a menagerie that's living in there.

You'll be his princess--forever after, yes--
If you keep acting like you're always sixteen.
He is the king, ruling the kingdom's his thing;
Just remember his mother is queen.

Sometimes he fools around when he goes out of town
But sooner or later he's bound to get caught.
He loves coming home, but then he has to roam;
Mr. Ambivalence is the guy that you've got.

He's got some problems--no, you can't solve them--
He's got some goblins he can't exorcise.
Mostly he wants to cry, he's afraid to die,
But he's living life like it's a booby prize.

He wishes he were young, a little better hung,
And he's paranoid you feel that way too;
So reassure him, you'll never cure him,
But he still needs his daily dose of you.

(Chorus)

He's asleep on Sunday, he's a beast on Monday;
Rest of the week...
He's blue on Sunday, and he's manic on Monday;
Rest of the week he's just crazy.
Donder op man, ik pak gewoon mijn klomp
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Grappige aanklacht tegen censuur in Amerika door Anthrax

Starting Up A Posse

Now I'm gonna tell you a story
A tale of wrong and right
And freedom is the reason
You can't take it without a fight

[Verse 1]

So now I'm startin' up a posse

( Suck my dick, suck my dick )

To come and look for you
We're gonna put a stop
To what you want to do
You fuckin' whores ( you fuckin' whores )
That’s all you are

You say our records are offensive
Our message ain't right
You say where gonna label records
So our kids can grow up right
You fuckin' whores ( let them decide )
That's all you are

[Chorus]

Shit, fuck, satan, death, sex, drugs, rape
These seven words you're trying to take
Shit, fuck, satan, death, sex, drugs, rape
Right or wrong it's our choice to make
America the beautiful, Land of the Free
Don't change the words to Land Of Hypocrisy

[Lead ( Scott )]

You’re a whore aren’t ya?

[Verse 3]

Now I'm startin' up a posse ( fascist scum, fascist scum )
And we'll damn sure make you see
Something that offends you
May not be offensive to me
You fuckin' whores ( you fuckin' whores )
That's all you are

Now you might take offence
To a word like "Fuck" or "Shit" ( Dick! )
But you fuckin' don't have the right ( Cunt! )
To descriminate me for saying it
You fuckin' whores ( you fuckin' whores )
That's all you are

Go suck a dick, uh.

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quote:
Op dinsdag 30 december 2008 04:30 schreef lubje25 het volgende:

[..]

De jeugd van tegenwoordig- watskeburt

Je bent een jambek dat zeurt......
Smaken verschillen. Nogal
Als ik lach met mijn lul, worden alle vrouwen gul.
Slepen ze me mee, hop naar de wc.
Spoelen maar, wat een mooi gebaar.
  Moderator dinsdag 30 december 2008 @ 11:43:29 #40
32436 crew  belsen
Young, gifted and black
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Jacques Brel kon er ook wel wat van.
quote:
Les Flamingands, chanson comique !

Messieurs les Flamingants
J'ai deux mots à vous rire
Il y a trop longtemps
Que vous me faites frire
À vous souffler dans le cul
Pour devenir autobus
Vous voilà acrobates
Mais vraiment rien de plus

Nazis durant les guerres
Et catholiques entre elles
Vous oscillez sans cesse
Du fusil au missel
Vos regards sont lointains
Votre humour est exsangue
Bien qu'y aient des rues à Gand
Qui pissent dans les deux langues
Tu vois quand j'pense à vous
J'aime que rien ne se perde
Messieurs les Flamingants
Je vous emmerde

Vous salissez la Flandre
Mais la Flandre vous juge.
Voyez la mer du nord
Elle s'est enfuie de Bruges.
Cessez de me gonfler
Mes vieilles roubignoles
Avec votre art flamand-italo-espagnol.
Vous êtes tellement tellement
Beaucoup trop lourds
Que quand les soirs d'orage
Des chinois cultivés
Me demandent d'où je suis,
Je réponds fatigué
Et les larmes aux dents :
"Ik ben van Luxembourg".
Et si aux jeunes femmes,
On ose un chant flamand,
Elle s'envolent en rêvant
Aux oiseaux roses et blancs

Et je vous interdis
D'espérer que jamais à Londres
Sous la pluie on puisse
Vous croire anglais
Et je vous interdis
À New-York ou Milan
D'éructer Messeigneurs
Autrement qu'en flamand
Vous n'aurez pas l'air cons
Vraiment pas cons du tout
Et moi je m'interdis
De dire que je m'en fous
Et je vous interdis
D'obliger nos enfants
Qui ne vous ont rien fait
À aboyer flamand
Et si mes frères se taisent
Et bien tant pis pour elles.
Je chante persiste et signe:
Je m'appelle Jacques Brel
Geef angst en haat een stem
Ranja: "mijn bukgeit begrijpt mj niet. "
  dinsdag 30 december 2008 @ 13:31:37 #41
111382 Ofyles2
Bestemming: onbekend
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Bløf - Wat zou je doen

Wat zou je doen, als ik hier opeens weer voor je stond
Wat zou je doen, als ik viel, hier voor je op de grond
Wat zou je doen, als ik dat was

Wat zou je doen, als ik je gezicht weer in mijn handen nam
Wat zou je doen, als ik met mijn mond dichtbij de jouwe kwam
Wat zou je doen, als ik dat deed

Zou je lachen, zou je schelden
Zou je zeggen dat ik een klootzak ben
Zou je janken, zou je vloeken
Zou je zeggen dat je me niet meer kent
Zou je lachen, zou je schelden, van verdriet

Wat zou je zeggen, als ik met mijn vingers door je haar zou gaan
Wat zou je zeggen, als we samen voor de spiegel zouden staan
Wat zou je zeggen, als ik dat deed

Wat zou je zeggen, als ik vertelde over al die tijd
Wat zou je zeggen, als ik zei: Ik heb van al die tijd toch echt geen spijt
Wat zou je zeggen, wat zou je doen, als ik dat deed

Zou je lachen, zou je schelden
Zou je zeggen dat ik een klootzak ben
Zou je janken, zou je vloeken
Zou je zeggen dat je me niet meer kent
Zou je lachen, zou je schelden, van verdriet

Wat zou je doen, als ik hier opeens weer voor je stond
Wat zou je doen, als ik viel hier voor je op de grond
Wat zou je doen, als ik dat deed

Zou je lachen, zou je schelden
Zou je zeggen dat ik een klootzak ben
Zou je janken, zou je vloeken
Zou je zeggen dat je me niet meer kent
Zou je lachen, zou je schelden, van verdriet

Je zou lachen, je zou schelden
Je zou zeggen dat ik een klootzak ben
Je zou janken, je zou vloeken
Je zou zeggen dat je me niet meer kent
Je zou lachten, je zou schelden, van verdriet

Wat zou je doen
  dinsdag 30 december 2008 @ 13:35:04 #42
111382 Ofyles2
Bestemming: onbekend
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Snoop Dogg f/ Charlie Wilson, Justin Timberlake - Signs

I'm not sure what I see
Cupid don't fuck wit me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign? (OHHH!!!)


[Snoop Dogg]
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone
(Ooh wee!!) Nigga you ain't no G!
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll, you ain't no G!


[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
It's legit, you know it's a hit
When The Neptunes and the Doggy Dogg fin to spit
You know he's in - tune with the season
Come here baby, tell me why you leaving?
Tell me if it's weed that you needing
You wanna breathe? I got the best weed minus seeds
Ain't nobody tripping VIP they can't get in
If something go wrong then you know we get to Cripping


[Chorus - Justin Timberlake]
I'm not sure what I see
You better don't fuck wit me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign?


[Snoop Dogg]
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone
(Oh ohhh!! yeah!) Nigga you ain't no G!
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll, (dooo do doo do doo!)you ain't no G!


[Verse - Snoop Dogg]
Now you stepping wit a G, from Los Angeles
Where helicopters got cameras, just to get a glimpse of our Chucks
And our Khakis and our bouncer cars
You wit you friend right? (yeah)
She ain't trying to bring over no men right? (no)
Shiieet, she ain't gotta be in the distance
She could get high all in an instant


[Chorus - Justin Timberlake]
I'm not sure what I see
You better don't fuck wit me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign?


[Snoop Dogg]
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone
(Oh ohhh!! yeah!) Nigga you ain't no G!
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll, you ain't no G!


[Verse - Snoop Dogg] (Justin Timberlake)
Mami, mamasita, have you ever - flown on G5s
From London - IBIZA? You gotta have cake
You'll have Sunday's with chiquitas
You'll see Venus and Serena, in the Wimbledon Arena
And I can take you (Uncle Charlie, preach!!)


[Chorus - Justin Timberlake] (Uncle Charlie Wilson)
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid don't fuck wit me!
Are you telling me this is a sign?
She's looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign? (OHHH!!!)


[Snoop Dogg]
Don't think about it, boy leave her alone
(Ooh wee!!) Nigga you ain't no G!
She likes my tone, my cologne and the way I roll (hey!) you ain't no G!
(Ooh wee!!) You ain't no G! (oh oh ohh! .. Ooh wee!!)


[Bridge - Uncle Charlie Wilson] (Justin Timberlake)
Nigga don't be young and foolish
You don't know what you're doing
You don't know what you've lost until she's gone (gone)
And her pretty face, drove you wild
But you ain't have that Snoop Doggy Dogg Style

[Chorus - Justin Timberlake] (Uncle Charlie Wilson)
I'm not sure what I see
Cupid don't fuck wit me! (Ooh wee!)
Are you telling me this is a sign? (yeah!)
She's looking in my eyes, now I see no other guys
Are you telling me this is a sign? (OHHH!!!)
(Ooh wee! yeah!!)
  dinsdag 30 december 2008 @ 13:56:03 #43
111382 Ofyles2
Bestemming: onbekend
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De Jeugd van Tegenwoordig - Voorjekijkendoorlopen

Vader wie denk je Wat je bent

refrein:
Voorjekijkendoorlopen wie denk je wel niet wat je bent
Wat denk je wel niet wat je doet
Voordat je kont me voet ontmoet

Onterecht dood verklaard ik ben kankerdood
Club en de chickies zijn allang getoopt
De meest spange flows komen uit me mond de meest spange ho's zitten aan me
kont
Het is die dikzak die ze pik pakt douw hem in je mikmak
Smik smak je smakt hoe je chick smakt
klik klak laden en lossen
na dit kwakje zal je ff moeten flossen
kijk me aan gast je aandacht verslapt
pak flow vloeistof m'n negers aan de drank
negers aan de kant breng een waterclaim
baksteen zorgt voor een drank probleem
w, i, dubbel l, i, e, n je w3 die telt niet mee
dus hang je mic aan de wilgen trek je broek op scheer je weg bedek je
poepkop

refrein

generaal ik wil geen ene moer doen
fok hiphop ik wil gewoon stoer doen
doe maar stoer maar als ik er ben ho maar
7 kleuren bagger in je zomaar
dronken van de wodka en andere troep
baksteen dit is andere koek
gooi je pruimen lekker in de prullenbak
breng je dit gast want je lult maar wat
je doet geen crack wat gebruik je dan
je praat geen poep nou wat ruik ik dan
je praat maar je weet niet eens watskeburt
Fur is die troje die amateur
alsjeblieft schat doe gewoner
je bent geen rapper maar een coffeeshop bewoner
ik kijk niet naar je ik kijk door je
dus loop maar lekker door en kijk voor je

refrein

ik ben leip elke dag
toon afwijkend gedrag
we blijven verdacht
ik heb schijt aan je macht
iets op tegen gast zwijg als het graf
zie me als een bij en de hond die blaft
ik heb geen bord voor me kop eerder een muur
ik smack meer chickies dan Regilio Tuur
pop pop op je kaak je verdiende loon
ik duld geen tegenspraak let op de toon
(mensen hebben zoiets van wat doet die vent als ik aan het rellen ben als
een hooligan)
Wartaal en Fur in de bocht
herkend van Opsporing Verzocht
voeten omhoog geniet in je sweater
die uniek is niet ziek is
als hepatitis
vette frietjes
gewild als een tiet van een griet is
baksteen dwars door je speakers

refrein

loop ik laatst met Erik op de markt
komt er ineens zo'n achterlijke gladiool tegen me aanlopen
met van die gouden tanden in ze porem
zeg ik EEJ VOOR JE KIJKEN DOORLOPEN nou rennen dat ie deed hoor
  woensdag 31 december 2008 @ 11:54:22 #44
111382 Ofyles2
Bestemming: onbekend
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Doors - The end

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
Ill never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...strangers hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

Theres danger on the edge of town
Ride the kings highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...hes old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and well do the rest

The blue bus is callin us
The blue bus is callin us
Driver, where you taken us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...i want to...fuck you

Cmon baby, take a chance with us
Cmon baby, take a chance with us
Cmon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin a blue rock
Cmon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But youll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end
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Elk willekeurig nummer van Slipknot?

En Fucker van Strapping Young Lad:

Fuck you

Dance, you fuckers

[Bif Naked:]
We're all fired up and ready to go
To give it all up at the metal show
Don't play it up and don't play us some love
Just play this shit on the radio

Fucker
You fucker
Fucker
Get out of my face, get off my case
You're a fucker
You're all fuckers
And I don't fucking care

I've said it before, now I'll say it again
It was all too much for the Alien
So heavy metal, fuck it, rock
We're doing it for you, baby

Fucker
You fucker
Fucker
Get out of my face, get off my case
You're a fucker
You fucker
And I don't fucking care

Watch behind my eyes
Watch behind your face
Just understand it and see the little fucker

Like I give a fuck!

Fucker
You fucker
Fucker
Get out of my face, get off my case
You're a fucker
You're all fuckers
And I don't fucking care
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Insane Clown Posse - Fuck The World:
quote:
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Fuck. Fuck this shit.
Fuck givin it to me.

[Chorus:]
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Sya fuck the world! (Fuck the world!)
If I only could I'd set the world on fire
Fuck em all! (Fuck em all!)

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Fuck you, fuck me, fuck us
Fuck Tom, fuck Mary, fuck Gus
Fuck Darius
Fuck the west coast, and fuck everybody on the east
Eat shit and die, or fuck off at least
Fuck pre-schoolers, fuck rumors
Kings and Queens and gold jewelers
Fuck wine coolers
Fuck chickens, fuck ducks
Everybody in your crew sucks, punk mother fucks
Fuck critics, fuck your review
Even if you like me, fuck you
Fuck your mom, fuck your mom's momma
Fuck the Beastie Boys and the Dali Llama
Fuck the rain forest, fuck a Forrest Gump
You probably like it in the rump
Fuck a shoe pump, fuck the real deal and fuck all the fakes
Fuck all fifty two states! Oooo, and fuck you

[Chorus] X 2

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Fuck Oprah, fuck opera, fuck a soap opera
Fuck a pop locker and a cock blocker
Fuck your girlfriend, I probably did her already
Fuck Kyle and his brother Tom Petty, Jump Steady
My homie, fuck him, what are you gonna do?
(Fuck that bitch, fuck you!) Yeah well fuck you too
Don't bother tryin to analyze these rhymes
In this song I say fuck ninety three times
Fuck the president, fuck your welfare
Fuck your government and fuck Fred Bear
Fuck Nugent, like anybody gives a fuck
You like to hunt a lot, so fuckin what?!
Fuck disco, Count of Monte Crisco
Fuck Cisco, and Jack and Jerry Brisco
And fuck everyone who went down with the Titanic, in a panic
I'm like fuck you, AHHHHH!!!!

[Chorus] X 2

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
Fuck Celine Dion and fuck Dionne Warwick
You both make me sick, suck my dick
Fuck the Berlin Wall, both sides of it
And fuck Lyle Lovett, whoever the fuck that is
Fuck everybody in the hemisphere
Fuck them across the world, and fuck them right here
You know the guy that operates the Rouge River draw bridge in Delray on
Jefferson? FUCK HIM!
Fuck your idea, fuck your gonnoreha
Fuck your diarrhea, Rocky Maivia
Fuck your wife, your homie did, he's fuckin you
Fuck the police and the 5-0 too
Fuck Spin, Rolling Stone, and fuck Vibe
Fuck everybody inside
Whoever's on the cover, fuck his mother
Fuck your little brother's homie from around the way
And fuck Violent J!
Boo-fucking-hoo
  woensdag 31 december 2008 @ 11:59:27 #47
145518 Luiaerdt
Run to the pils!
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Steen.. met alles?
I play sports...no I don't, what the fuck?
  woensdag 31 december 2008 @ 12:00:22 #48
78654 Viking84
Going, going, gone
pi_64527710
Kijk ook eens naar het oeuvre van Guns N' Roses .
Niet meer actief op Fok!
  woensdag 31 december 2008 @ 12:01:12 #49
78654 Viking84
Going, going, gone
pi_64527750
En het schoolvoorbeeld:

Niet meer actief op Fok!
  woensdag 31 december 2008 @ 14:06:37 #50
215658 Trashcanman
I talk to planets baby!
pi_64531891
Turbonegro - Don't Say Motherfucker, Motherfucker!
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