Spirit almighty, I feel my temperature rising Higher higher It’s burning through to my soul
Fuck – ing bitch You gonna set me on fire My brain is flaming I don't know which way to go
Your disses lift me higher Like the Spirit of a choir You light my mourning sky With T N T
Ooh, ooh, ooh, I feel my temperature rising Help me, I’m flaming I must be a hundred and nine Burning, burning, burning And nothing can cool me I just might turn into smoke Buck up baby
‘Cause your disses lift me higher Like the Spirit of a choir You light my mourning sky With T N T
It’s coming closer The flames are reaching my body Please won’t you help me I feel like I’m slipping away It’s hard to breath And my chest is a-heaving
Spirit almighty, I’m burning a hole where I lay ‘Cause your disses lift me higher Like the Spirit of a choir You light my mourning sky With T N T
Ah, ah, T N T I’m just a hunk, a hunk of T N T Just a hunk, a hunk of T N T Just a hunk, a hunk of T N T Just a hunk, a hunk of T N T Just a hunk, a hunk of T N T Just a hunk, a hunk of T N T
Granny, who the hell is Aquarians? Looks like she is using your blog for her post...Inconsiderate...but then again, that is just my opinion. the Ol'Buzzard
the women of blogsville have had enough of BBC...he's mean, insulting and an asshole for starters..so they are leaving insults every where he goes and on his blogs too..except he's such a pussy he won't allow comments on most of them..but I got tired of it ...so I asked her to back off.
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I want Hobbes to be my hitman too!
this is a Monday to make Mondays proud.
Cannabis and hemp -- for a better tomorrow.
#1 speaks what's on my mind!
Tell me it isn't Monday...say it isn't so. :0(
Where do the weeks go???
(((hugs)))Pat
i would have thought ceo salaries were up more than 725% since 1978.
God, I miss Calvin and Hobbes! I've stolen one of these, ma'am...
My interpretation of BBC's response:
Spirit almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
It’s burning through to my soul
Fuck – ing bitch
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go
Your disses lift me higher
Like the Spirit of a choir
You light my mourning sky
With T N T
Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I’m flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
Buck up baby
‘Cause your disses lift me higher
Like the Spirit of a choir
You light my mourning sky
With T N T
It’s coming closer
The flames are reaching my body
Please won’t you help me
I feel like I’m slipping away
It’s hard to breath
And my chest is a-heaving
Spirit almighty,
I’m burning a hole where I lay
‘Cause your disses lift me higher
Like the Spirit of a choir
You light my mourning sky
With T N T
Ah, ah, T N T
I’m just a hunk, a hunk of T N T
Just a hunk, a hunk of T N T
Just a hunk, a hunk of T N T
Just a hunk, a hunk of T N T
Just a hunk, a hunk of T N T
Just a hunk, a hunk of T N T
Aquarius? enough.
Granny, who the hell is Aquarians? Looks like she is using your blog for her post...Inconsiderate...but then again, that is just my opinion.
the Ol'Buzzard
the women of blogsville have had enough of BBC...he's mean, insulting and an asshole for starters..so they are leaving insults every where he goes and on his blogs too..except he's such a pussy he won't allow comments on most of them..but I got tired of it ...so I asked her to back off.
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