
یکشنبه، خرداد ۰۴، ۱۳۹۳
When I came back from Luang Prabang
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang,
But I got a wood medal and a fine harangue.
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
And now the boys all envy me:
I fought for Christian Democracy
With nothing but air where my balls used to be.
Now I'm a fucking hero
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
When one and twenty cannon thunder
Into the bloody wild blue yonder
For a patriotic ball-less wonder.
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
In Luang Prabang there is a spot
Where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriot,
And every corpse is a hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Songwriters: DAVE VAN RONK Luang Prabang lyrics © FOLKLORE PRODUCTIONS, INC.
I didn't have a thing where my balls used to hang,
But I got a wood medal and a fine harangue.
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
And now the boys all envy me:
I fought for Christian Democracy
With nothing but air where my balls used to be.
Now I'm a fucking hero
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
When one and twenty cannon thunder
Into the bloody wild blue yonder
For a patriotic ball-less wonder.
Now I'm a fucking hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
In Luang Prabang there is a spot
Where the corpses of your brothers rot,
And every corpse is a patriot,
And every corpse is a hero.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Mourn your dead land of the free!
If you want to be a hero follow me.
Songwriters: DAVE VAN RONK Luang Prabang lyrics © FOLKLORE PRODUCTIONS, INC.
سهشنبه، فروردین ۱۲، ۱۳۹۳
دوشنبه، فروردین ۰۴، ۱۳۹۳
چهارشنبه، اسفند ۱۴، ۱۳۹۲
سهشنبه، بهمن ۲۹، ۱۳۹۲
یکشنبه، دی ۰۱، ۱۳۹۲
There are three types
- "There are three groups of people in regards to this subject: those who agree, those who disagree and those who agree to some extents".
- "There are three type of individuals when it comes to this behavior: those who do it, those who don't do it, and those who sometimes do it".
- "There are three kind of reactions: good, bad, and in between".
Each of the above and any similar example is an evidence that the author is severely suffering from lack of competence in math, literature, classification and he also has herpes.
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