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Leisure Suit Lyrics and Video Lounge and PPWC Karaoke Bar
Tanks ATH.
you mean TMK right?
The Shania one could be either. They sound very much the same but that track sounded a little more like the duet. Also I figured that the person running the show would throw that in there as a little curveball.
I stand corrected ATH. As you see, it was 3AM (CST) and I had a few under the belt and just assumed it was you because of the time. Super sorry there Kids. Good ear! Thanks
I was sampling 4 different versions of that Shania tune all night. There are also 4 different parts of the tune that can fit the snippet too. It's embedded in my head big time. I always hated the tune but actually kind of like it now. I stuck with the version with Brian White. I agree with the curve ball theory. But as I've found many times before with the medallion hunt, it will probably come back to haunt me. We find out at 3 to see who won. That particular tune to make or break it since not getting it could actually cost me up to 11 points. (-5 for not getting perfect score, -1 for missing the actual artist and another +5 for other players who do get perfect scores) Hopefully it won't come to that.
Go Twins!!!
I seen an old friend of mine on the news last night. We always knew our crazy buddy would amount to something. ;-( Too bad.
http://wcco.com/StoryFolder/story_868777274_html
The picture insert was taken at Grove Elementry School in Cottage Grove in 1975. He's obviously the crazy kid in the middle behind the sled.
I found out that you can't do a spell check without loosing the attachment first.
Yikes!
Just seen the results. I kicked ass and won by 6 points. Thanks to everyone who helped out. I still don't know if I want to reveal this source as it could come in handy for other things.
Thanks again. That was fun. Here's a little 3D Pong game to show my appreciation.
http://www.liquid.se/pong.html
Rock On!!
There going to be another contest like this?
Probably not for at least a month since the guy who put it on is going to Hawaii on Monday for awhile. Since it was pretty close I'm sure the other guys want to try and beat me. Plus the guy putting it on might want to make it even more difficult the next time around. I'll definitely use this as a resource. Thanks for asking. I'll really need to keep hush about it just in case.
but now that we all know about it isn't there some risk that you may end up in competition with us? :)
#310, #312 & #315. We got all of them right!
ares - Nothing wrong with a little competition amongst friends. What do you think brought us here in the first place? If you forgot, I'll show you my shovel at the end of January. ;-)
i'll show you mine as well, if only so you can see what the medallion looks like :)
Do you mean that Silly Putty copy of the medallion picture that they post in the PP? I've already seen that version. Good luck nonetheless.
smart-ass.
Well, if I find it, I'll let ya all see it cuz I ain't turning it in.
cuz I ain't turning it in.
Blasphomous!
(nice tripple 3's joe thx!)
I'm with you THX. I've always thought it would be 'cooler' to hold on to it and have the one 'missing' medallion in history. At least until my next phone bill came due anyway.
ares - That's pimply smart-ass 2 U ;-)
yeah. whatever, cm. :)
ya know, me2 and i decided yesterday that karaoke isn't for us. we had this great im chat going "singing" along with the radio bouncing lyrics to the song back and forth in that window.
Be careful if you're using MSN IM. Apparently there have been a number viruses popping up in the form of attachments sent from someone in your contact list asking you for your opinion on a new program that they just developed. Not too good.
well, she's an aol user so its aim. aside from that, i haven't used any of the main im programs in a long time for one; i use trillianinstead. that and everywhere i am is firewalled off from the rest of the world so i can't much to my dismay send and receive files over im.
I totally figured you guys out to be Trillian users. I tried it and didn't see the use unless I was in a good number of IM sites. I was going to suggest it to you but assumed that you must of already had it.
Is there a work-around to renewing your subscription for 2002 Norton Antivirus? I installed a burnt copy of it about 9 months ago and it's making me pay for a subscription update as of Nov. 1. It doesn't seem to let me uninstall and install either. Ideas? I know this is the wrong forum but figured since I was here...
she's not one. but i refuse to have 15 programs open for a handful of contacts on networks other than aol.
as for norton, i'd go out and invest in mcafee instead. never had to subscribe for anything, and i just use the auto-update to download the new dat files every week.
and if you haven't already done so, check your e-gram.
I have Mcaffe loaded too. I'll play around with that and see what kind of updates I can pull off the web. Thanks
Got your e-gram. I hope it wasn't there long, I don't look over there too often. Reply on way.
Laid her dooood
how'd you get mcafee and norton to work on the same machine?? i can't get them to boot if more than one is installed. incidentally, i prefer mcafee because it actually sits as a file system level driver on nt based systems instead of a background program. not sure how it works on 95/98/me though.
CM, With Norton, can't you just download the updates yourself instead of paying a subscription fee?
Apparently for a limited time only. I go to DL updates now, and it makes me purchase a subscription to proceed. And this is even before their Nov. 1 deadline.
Maybe they're in the Eastern time zone and Nov. 1 has already passed/
Hhhhmmm, Well my Norton came with my PC and I've never had to pay for a subscription.
Total Eclipse of the Heart
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit lonely and
you're never coming round.
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit tired of
listning to the sound of my tears.
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous
that the best of all the years have gone by.
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified
and then I see the look in your eyes.
Turn around, bright eyes...
Every now and the I fall apart.
Turn around, bright eyes...
Every now and the I fall apart.
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit restless
and I dream of something wild.
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit helpless
and I'm lying like a child in your arms.
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit angry and
I know I've got to get out and cry.
Turn around...
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified but then I see the look
in your eyes.
Turn around, bright eyes...
Every now and the I fall apart.
Turn around, bright eyes...
Every now and the I fall apart.
And I need you now tonight and I need you more than ever.
And if you only hold me tight we'll be holding on forever.
And we'll only be making it right 'cause we'll never be wrong.
Together we can take it to the end of the line.
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time.
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark.
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks.
I really need you tonight, forever's gonna start tonight,
Forever's gonna start tonight.
Once upon a time I was falling in love but now I'm only falling apart.
There's nothing I can do, a total eclipse of the heart.
Once upon a time there was light in my life but now there's only love in
the dark.
Nothing I can say, a total eclipse of the heart.
Turn around, bright eyes...
Turn around, bright eyes...
Turn around...
Every now and then I know you'll never be the boy you always wanted to be.
Turn around...
But every now and then I know you'll always be the only boy who wanted me
the way that I am.
Turn around...
Every now and then I know there's no one in the universe as magical and
wondrous as you.
Turn around...
Every now and then I know there's nothing any better, there's nothing
that I just wouldn't do.
Turn around, bright eyes...
Every now and then I fall apart.
Turn around, bright eyes...
Every now and then I fall apart.
And I need you now tonight and I need you more than ever.
And if you only hold me tight we'll be holding on forever.
And we'll only be making it right 'cause we'll never be wrong.
Together we can take it to the end of the line.
Your love is like a shadow on me all of the time.
I don't know what to do and I'm always in the dark.
We're living in a powder keg and giving off sparks.
I really need you tonight, forever's gonna start tonight,
Forever's gonna start tonight.
Once upon a time I was falling in love but now I'm only falling apart.
There's nothing I can do, a total eclipse of the heart.
Once upon a time there was light in my life but now there's only love in
the dark.
Nothing I can say, a total eclipse of the heart.
A total eclipse of the heart, a total eclipse of the heart.
Turn around, bright eyes,
Turn around, bright eyes, turn around.
Holding Out for a Hero
Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods?
Where's the great white Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn and I dream of what i need
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life
Somewhere after midnight
In my wildest fantasies
Somewhere just beyond my reach
There's someone reaching back for me
Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat
It's gonna take a Superman to sweep me off my feet
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life
I the mountains neath the heavens above
Out where the lightning strikes the sea
I can swear that there's someone somewhere watching me
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
and the storm and the flood
I can feel his approach like a fire in my blood
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
and gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure and he's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life
STONE SOUR
What a skeletal wreck of man this is.
Translucent flesh and feeble bones,
the kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic domes.
Running rampid with free thought to free form, and the free and clear.
When the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a
laundry mat to sift and focus on the bigger, better, now.
We all have a little sin that needs venting,
virtues for the rending and laws and systems and stems are ripped
from the branches of office, do you know where your post entails?
Do you serve a purpose, or purposely serve?
When in doubt inside your atavistic allure, the value of a summer spent,
and a winter earned.
For the rest of us, there is always Sunday.
The day of the week the reeks of rest, but all we do is catch our breath,
so we can wade naked in the bloody pool, and place our hand on the big, black book.
To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers.
A vacation is a countdown, T minus your life and
counting, time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube,
and hope you get a taste.
WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL THIS FOR?
WHAT THE HELL’S GOING ON? SHUT UP!
I can go on and on but lets move on, shall we?
Say, your me, and I’m you, and they all watch the things we do,
and like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs,
haven’t felt like this in years.
The great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse, let me go,
and punch me into the dead spout again.
That’s where you go when there’s no one else around,
it’s just you, and there was never anyone to begin with, now was there?
Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with their thumb on the pulse,
and a finger on the trigger.
CLASSIFIED MY ASS! THAT’S A FUCKING SECRET, AND YOU KNOW IT!
Government is another way to say better...than...you.
It’s like ice but no pick, a murder charge that won’t stick,
it’s like a whole other world where you can smell the food,
but you can’t touch the silverware.
Huh, what luck. Fascism you can vote for.
Humph, isn’t that sweet?
And we’re all gonna die some day, because that’s the American way,
and I’ve drunk too much, and said too little,
when your gaffer taped in the
middle, say a prayer, say a face, get your self together and see what’s happening.
SHUT UP! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!
I’m sorry, I could go on and on but
their times to move on so, remember: you’re a wreck, an accident.
Forget the freak, your just nature.
Keep the gun oiled, and the temple cleaned shit snort,
and blaspheme, let the heads cool, and the engine run.
Because in the end, everything we do, is just everything we’ve done.
oh my god. me2 just swore. a lot. :: faints ::
I didn't swear- Stone Sour swore.
That song is for Marley and Jake ;)
yes dear. whatever you say dear.
Oh My!
I have that in the changer in my car right now. I gotta check out that song. Do you remember what # it is? I burn all mine so I don't have the case.
no sorry...try 6 or 9 ;)
It turns out that it's track #13. It's a spoken work track that, up until now, I usually passed over. The way it's read is pretty good too. Thanks for turning me on to it.
Thanks for turning me on
;p
The cattle are prowlin'
The coyotes are howlin'
Way out where the doggies roam
Where the spurs are a jinglin'
And the cowboy is singin'
His lonesome cattle call
[Yodels]
He rides in the sun
'Til his days work is done,
And he rounds up the cattle each fall
[Yodels]
Singing his cattle call
[EDDY]
For hours he would ride
On the range far and wide
When the night winds blows up like smoke
His heart is a feather
In all kinds of weather
He sings his cattle call
[Yodels]
He's browned as a fairy
From riding the prairie
And he sings with an old western drawl
[Yodels]
Singin' his cattle call
Yipee Yeeee Haaaaw!
Yodel, eh?
Is that 'tounge practice'? ;)
you volunteering to be a "practice dummy"? ;)
um, you look like your the man with his hand up the dummy?
and frogs have long tounges. you been practicing too?
shouldn't you be asking the frog that?
well he is looking a little STONED at the moment ;)
that's just the curse i've put on it.
ok, maybe it's time you and the frog kiss and make up.
For THX--- Yodel On Brother!...
Subject: Yodeling
Have you ever wondered where and how yodeling began?
Many years ago a man was traveling through the mountains of Switzerland. Nightfall was rapidly approaching and he had nowhere to sleep. He went up to a farmhouse and asked the farmer if he could spend the night.
The farmer told him that he could sleep in the barn. As the story goes, the farmer's daughter came down from upstairs and asked her father, Who was that man going into the barn? That's some fellow traveling through, said the farmer. He needed a place to stay for the night, so I said that he could sleep in the barn.
The daughter said, Perhaps he is hungry. So she prepared him a plate of food and took it out to the barn.
About an hour later, the daughter returned, her clothing disheveled and straw in her hair. Straight up to bed she went.
The farmer's wife was very observant. She then suggested that perhaps the man was thirsty. So she fetched a bottle of wine, took it out to the barn, and she too did not return for an hour. Her clothing was askew, her blouse buttoned incorrectly and her hair all messed up. She also headed straight to bed.
The next morning at sunrise the man in the barn got up and continued on his journey, waving to the farmer as he left. When the daughter awoke and learned that the visitor was gone, she broke into tears. How could he leave without even saying bye, she cried, after we made such passionate love last night? What? shouted the father, and angrily ran out of the house looking for the man, who by now was halfway up the mountain. The farmer screamed up at him, I'm gonna get you! You had sex with my daughter!
The man looked back down from the mountainside, cupped his hand next to his mouth, and yelled out: " LAIDTHEOLADEETOO "