Topic: Club Angel | |
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now ya know i had to bring over my bar..
come on in folks.. hot tubs.. swimming pools music and free drinks |
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I'm ready for a shot of jack
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Cool, I'll take a rolling rock, some rum and a seat in the hot
tub. It's on the house right? |
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no rum for ya...
the rum is all mine |
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aight so a shot of jd for the freak ..lol
a bottle of rollingrock , some rum.. and the hot tub is all yours.. |
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sorry I gotta go to bed peaches will have a few for me besides I don't
drink..... goodnite nice to see everyone .......wish I could be the hostess to do the greetings and check id's ......but I have to sleep now! |
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nighty night kimi...
love ya |
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and a bottle of rum just for you steph
I'm the son of rage and love The Jesus of suburbia From the bible of none of the above On a steady diet of Soda pop and Ritalin No one ever died for my sins in hell As far as I can tell At least the ones I got away with And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me There's a television fix sitting on my crucifix The living room in my private womb While the moms and brats are away To fall in love and fall in debt To alcohol and cigarettes And Mary Jane To keep me insane Doing someone else's cocaine And there's nothing wrong with me This is how I'm supposed to be In a land of make believe That don't believe in me [Part 2: City Of The Damned] At the center of the Earth In the parking lot Of the 7-11 were I was taught The motto was just a lie It says home is where your heart is But what a shame Cause everyone's heart Doesn't beat the same It's beating out of time City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today No one really seems to care I read the graffiti In the bathroom stall Like the holy scriptures of a shopping mall And so it seemed to confess It didn't say much But it only confirmed that The center of the earth Is the end of the world And I could really care less City of the dead At the end of another lost highway Signs misleading to nowhere City of the damned Lost children with dirty faces today No one really seems to care [Part 3: I don't care] I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't I don't care if you don't care [x4] I don't caaaaaaaaaaaaaaare Everyone is so full of **** Born and raised by hypocrites Hearts recycled but never saved From the cradle to the grave We are the kids of war and peace From Anaheim to the middle east We are the stories and disciples of The Jesus of Suburbia Land of make believe And it don't believe in me Land of make believe And I don't care if you,you [x2] And I don't care! [x4] [Part 4: Dearly beloved] Dearly beloved are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying Are we demented or am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed? Nobody's perfect and I stand accused For lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse [Part 5: Tales of another broken home] To live and not to breathe Is to die In tragedy To run, to run away To fight what you believe And I leave behind This hurricane of ****ing lies I lost my faith to this This town that don't exist So I run I run away To the lights of masochists And I leave behind This hurricane of ****ing lies And I walk this line A million and one ****ing times But not this time I don't feel any shame I won't apologize When there ain't nowhere you can go Running away from pain When you've been victimized Tales from another broken home You're leaving You're leaving You're leaving Ah you're leaving home |
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I think the rum can be shared, lol. And thanks angel, for the beer...
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ur welcome..
think i'll stick to plain ole coke.. |
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yay I got a bottle...
thank you so much sweetheart.. where did my baby go? |
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Coke eh? well I hope it's the carbonated kind
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Can this FallenAngel join the club too?
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yup u get a hole bottle
and yes the carbonated kind |
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hey
sup? |
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of cource.. club angel could always use more angels..
welcome to the bar |
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woah, another angel... cool
she fell too... hmm.. |
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Thank you YEEEEEHAAAAAAAAA!
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Thanks for the warm up shot Dana now how about a margarita
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plain or frozen and do you want salt?
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