Got a man, call him my boyfriend
Think Im falling in love
Only man that gives me things
That I am worthy of

Hugs me and holds me, kisses my softly
Calls me back right away
Communicates his feelings to me
And cares what I have to say

He says: Baby I love you, baby I need you
Never gonna let you go
Writes me love notes, takes me shopping
And to Broadway shows

Talk to him like he is a girlfriend
Slumber party every night
Ive never been so happy before
Hes almost Mr. Right

But I think hes hot and I think hes sweet
And I think hes gay and I think hes neat
Okay okay said my boyfriends gay
But what does it matter anyway
He hasnt come out of the closet yet
Til then Ill take all I can get

He doesnt think I know but I know
I know Ive always known
He doesnt think it shows but it shows
For sure its always shown
You might think its a little sad
But hes the best lover that Ive ever had

At night when were lying in bed hes not hard
Its okay cause he gives me head
Like my mum always said it takes more
Than a pound to be good in bed
You dont know the meaning of rock your world
Til youve been with a guy who thinks like girl

He lies and says that hes on meds
Thats why hes never stiff
When I ask if hes not into me
He always says As if!

But the way he makes up for his shortcomings
Just could not be finer
Cause my new best friend is his tongue
And his is my vagina

He reappears from under the covers
Lookin like hes been to war
Hes drenched in sweat he catches his breathe
Then he heads back down for more

Afterwards hes never tired
He just wants to talk
And cuddle me until I sleep
Then he takes his dog for a walk

Someday hell come out and Ill be happy for him when he does
But I know Ill be sad and I'll be thinking of what was
Someday this fairy tale will come to an end
Cause his fairy tail will find a like minded friend

He doesnt think I know but I know
I know Ive always known
He doesnt think it shows but it shows
For sure its always shown
You dont need no penetration
When you got a good dose of overcompensation

At night when were lying in bed hes not hard
Its okay cause he gives me head
Like my mum always said it takes more
Than a pound to be good in bed
You dont know the meaning of slot machine
Til youve been with a king who thinks like a queen

I know it's not forever but that's okay
Cause I'm his girlfriend, and he's my gay!

>> ^blankfist:

>> ^NetRunner:
>> ^blankfist:
But, it's you who don't know enough about history. He was certainly a Jeffersonian, but he was the first democratically elected POTUS and believed his Executive authority was greater than any other body of government (or state) because he had the popular vote.
He was a Democrat and a racist. And when he signed into law the Indian Removal Act, the Cherokee nation took it all the way to the Supreme Court and won. But Jackson then trumped the Judicial Branch and said something to the effect of, "They've ruled on it, now let's see them enforce it."
Nothing about the early Democratic Party was near and dear to anything I believe in. It sounds like good ol' fashioned statism at play, if you ask me. But nice try, butterball.

But here's the thing, I don't agree with what Jackson did. I don't agree with the Democratic platform circa 1830. Neither reflect my ideology.
Yet you think somehow because Andrew Jackson did something bad in the 1830's, I must be a racist and a tyrant because I voted for Obama in 2008.
You don't understand logic either, it seems.

There you go attacking me instead of the argument. I don't think you're a racist, and I understand there's a difference between early Dems and modern Dems. Why not stick to the argument instead of lying and attacking my intelligence in the hopes of changing the subject.
It's you that has your history wrong. Not me. So if I want "to toss out historical examples", as you put it, then I'll certainly do just that because it makes for a better platform than platitudes.


Remind me again, what's your argument? Andrew Jackson was a Democrat, so...what does that have to do with me?

>> ^NetRunner:

>> ^blankfist:
But, it's you who don't know enough about history. He was certainly a Jeffersonian, but he was the first democratically elected POTUS and believed his Executive authority was greater than any other body of government (or state) because he had the popular vote.
He was a Democrat and a racist. And when he signed into law the Indian Removal Act, the Cherokee nation took it all the way to the Supreme Court and won. But Jackson then trumped the Judicial Branch and said something to the effect of, "They've ruled on it, now let's see them enforce it."
Nothing about the early Democratic Party was near and dear to anything I believe in. It sounds like good ol' fashioned statism at play, if you ask me. But nice try, butterball.

But here's the thing, I don't agree with what Jackson did. I don't agree with the Democratic platform circa 1830. Neither reflect my ideology.
Yet you think somehow because Andrew Jackson did something bad in the 1830's, I must be a racist and a tyrant because I voted for Obama in 2008.
You don't understand logic either, it seems.


There you go attacking me instead of the argument. I don't think you're a racist, and I understand there's a difference between early Dems and modern Dems. Why not stick to the argument instead of lying and attacking my intelligence in the hopes of changing the subject.

It's you that has your history wrong. Not me. So if I want "to toss out historical examples", as you put it, then I'll certainly do just that because it makes for a better platform than platitudes.

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy (Poor boy)
I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows
Doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life has just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody
I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, oooooooh (Anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
Sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

[Guitar Solo]

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro
Magnifico-o-o-o-o
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go
Let me go (Will not let you go)
Let me go (Will not let you go) (Never, never, never, never)
Let me go, o, o, o, o
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama Mia, let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me!

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

[Guitar Solo]
(Oooh yeah, Oooh yeah)

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows...

Who's the mack? is it some brother in a big hat
Thinking he can get any bitch with a good rap?
Rolling in a fucked-up Lincoln
Leaning to the side So it looks like he's sinking
Into that leopard interior
This nigga thinks every girl's inferior
To his tongue, get a dumb bitch sprung
As she's selling more butt
Don't even get a cut of the money
His name is Sonny
And he know the play
And hope to od that he don't find a runaway
That's looking to become a star
He'll have your ass in and out of every car
With every on and Rick, sucking every john's dick
Come short of the money, get your ass kicked
You don't like it but you still call him hunk
Last night the nigga put yo' ass in the trunk
You wanna leave but Sonny started talking fast
And it make you wanna go and sell more ass
He's getting rich, you his bitch and it's like that
Now ask yourself
Who's the mack?
Who's the mack?

It is that fool that wanna pump the gas
Give you a sad story and you give him cash?
He starts macking and macking and you sucking
Quick to say I'm down on my luck
And you give a dollar or a quarter and he's on his way
Then you see his sorry ass the next day
Are you the one getting played like a sucka?
Or do you say, "Get a job, motherfucker"?
Every day, the story gets better
He's wearing dirty pants and a funky-assed sweater
He claims he wants to get something to eat
But every day you find yourself getting beat
He gets your money and you run across the street don't look both ways
'cause he's in a daze
And almost get his ass hit for the crack
Now ask yourself
Who's the mack?
Who's the Mack?

Is it that nigga in that club asking
Have you ever been in a hot tub?
I know the game so I watch it unfold
When i see the boy pinned to your earlobe
He's talking shit and you crack a smile
When he tell you that he can go buck wild
For a girl like you and make it feel good
You know it's drama but it sound real good
He started dragging and hopefully he can start tagging
The pussy so he can keep bragging
He say, "I'm 'a leave baby, can you go with me?"
The pussy so he can keep bragging
You wanna do it but you feeling like a H-O-E
You grab his hand, you leave and it's over
'Cause the nigga ain't nothing but a rover
Ya knew the game and you still ended up on your back
Now ask yourself
Who's the Mack?
Macking is the game and everybody's playing
And as long as you believe what they saying
Consider the a M.A.C.K. and with no delay
They are gonna get all the play
But when it comes to me, save the drama for your momma
It's Ice Cube and you know that I'm a
Mack in my own right
When it comes to rhyme and rap
'cause all i do is kick facts
Unlike Iceberg Slimm
And all of them be claimin' be P.I.M.P.
No, I'm not going out that way
I'm just a straight up N I double G A
Next time U get over on a fool
And you did the shit like real smooth
Thank Ice Cube for giving up the facts
And ask yourself
Who's the Mack?

I uh....uh....I FOLD...

I like that one. Here's Metheny's solo from the album played on recorder! recorder rocks ya know



In reply to this comment by Ornthoron:
I see your Pat Metheny/Anna Maria Jopek, and I raise with Pat Metheny Group!

I see your Pat Metheny/Anna Maria Jopek, and I raise with Pat Metheny Group!

Do not cross me again. You go against me, you go against the whole family.

In reply to this comment by deathcow:
What a huge flock of cocks! oh shit thats in the tags (obvious award smack!)

If you go with me rolling, my 2nd roll is 3, so MC would be mlx. Have fun roasting, whatever you decide.

First, thanks for spelling my name correctly.

I'm reading a book called "The Trouble With Islam" by Irshad Manji. I really like her and am sorry she's a lesbian.

http://www.muslim-refusenik.com/

Manji has certainly prompted me to think about the present condition of Islam, as well as explained the historical causes for its troubles. She even wants to reform Islam using its own principle of Ijtihad.

However, visionaries like Manji are in short supply. Islam has been and continues to be a religion of rote, unquestioning obedience. It is, in essence, shut off.

I understand why moderate Muslims don't speak out, but their own cowardice or silence is also sealing their fate. Worldwide.

If the wackos that claim to speak for your religion continue to attack the West, I see a day not far off when we'll have no choice but to start dropping H-bombs. The entire world will burn to a cinder before the West is run under primitive and backwards Sharia laws.

Now before you go attacking me personally, ask yourself what it is your unique culture and religion offer? Islam doesn't play well with other religions, it is intolerant and antipodal to the human spirit. It certainly doesn't do women any favors.

While it is a legitimate pathway to Allah, even this lifelong quest is suffocated by a lack of intellectual freedom. Why should I bow down to those who aren't allowed to question their own holy book?

Do you think your rage is somehow more valid, because you claim to represent the will of Allah?

After you mentioned your personal beef with Israeli foot soldiers, I pretty much gave up trying to continue any dialogue. You're part of a decades-long problem with no clear-cut solution. In the 90s, didn't Israel offer to meet 98% of Arafat's demands and the slimeball still walked away from the deal? With "leaders" like those terrorists, you don't need enemies.

The world really is too small for anything but brotherhood...so when will Muslims wake up?