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[Pardyyyy-Lance]

hier riecht es komisch!!!

Das liegt daran, dass niemand mehr hier sauber macht.

 

[Solid-Snake14]

lance, für dich :
http://nachtlager.domian.druckfisch.de/interessantes/04-06-02_-_rose_im_penis.mp3

ist das lance mit der rose im schwanz?
rofl

 

[assman]

lance, für dich :
http://nachtlager.domian.druckfisch.de/interessantes/04-06-02_-_rose_im_penis.mp3

ist das lance mit der rose im schwanz?
rofl

er wollte mir halt ein schönes valentinsgeschenk machen...

 

[assman]

All you people up there in City Hall,
You're fuckin' it up for the people that's in the streets.
This is a song for the people in the streets,
Not the people City Hall.
All you motherfuckers in the streets it's time to rise up,
Come along children and fuckin' rise!

Lots of times when me and KG are watchin'
All the fuckin' shit that goes down at City Hall,
We get the feeling we should fuck shit up,
Yeah we should fuckin' start a riot.
A Riot!

We have 'em screaming in the streets,
we have 'em tippin' over shit and breakin' fuckin' windows of small businesses,
and settin' fuckin' fires!
and settin' fuckin' fires!
and settin' fuckin' fires!

[spoken]
And then after the smoke is cleared,
and the rubble has been swept away,
me and KG will peek out our heads.
We've been watching the riots on a monitor twenty floors below sea level,
from a bunker.

We did it Rage-Kage, we beat the bastards of City Hall!
[laughs] But now what will we do?
We must rebuild. But who will lead us in the rebuilding process?
Man, it's got to be someone with the know-how
and the elbow grease to lead us to a new land.
No, not me and KG, we don't have the cognitive capacity to lead...
Alright, we'll do it!

[sung]
We'll lead as Two Kings,
We'll lead as Two Kings.
Ahhhaaa (Two Kings, we'll lead as Two Kings)
Ah-ha ah-how,
We'll lead as Two Kings.

[spoken]
The first decree is to legalize marijuana.
The tyranny and the bullshit's gone on too long.
You old fuckin' shrivs who blocked it's legalization,
you're banished from the land!

[sung]
We'll lead as Two Kings,
We'll lead as Two Kings.
Ahhhaaa (Two Kings, we'll lead as Two Kings)
Ah-ha ah-how,
Lead as Two Kings.

[spoken]
The second decree: no more pollution, no more car exhaust,
or ocean dumpage. From now on, we will travel in tubes!

[sung]
We'll lead as Two Kings, oh, yeah,
We'll fuckin' lead as Two Kings.

[spoken]
Get the scientists working on the tube technology, immediately.
(Tube technology.) Chop, chop, let's go.

[spoken]
Third decree: no more... rich people: and poor people.
From now on, we will all be the same... ummm, I dunno,
I gotta think about that...

[sung]
We'll lead as Two Kings
Ah yeah, ah yeahhhahahaha.
Ha-ha-ho-hee, ha-ha-ho-hee-ha-ha-ho-ho-ho-ho.

[spoken]
[JB Oh my God.
[KG Ahh... What?
[JB Dude, the red phone is flashing.
[KG Oh, yeah.
[JB Let me scoop that up. Hello? Two Kings.
[KG Who is it?
[JB What?! No! No fucking way!
[KG What?
[JB Rage, there's a potato famine in Idaho, you gotta go down there!
[KG Oh my God... what?
[JB Dude, I gotta stay here!
[KG Why do I have to go?
[JB Please! Please!
[KG Oh, God, okay.
[JB Awesome... is he gone? Alright, emergency meeting of Parliament.
All right Parliament, I know this is fucked up,
but Rage, he can't be King anymore.
Dudes, he's encroaching on my decrees!
Seriously, let's make him "Duke," a kick ass "Duke."
Or "leader formerly known as King," but-- uh-oh he's comin' back...

[sung]
We'll lead as Two Kings, oh yes
we'll really lead as Two Kings.

[spoken]
[KG Uh, dude?
[JB Rage.
[KG I went all over Idaho...
[JB Yeah?
[KG Uh, plenty of potatoes everywhere.
[JB What? There was no famine?
[KG Yeah, there was no famine, no.
[JB Dude.
[KG I don't know what's uh...
[JB A toast...
[KG A toast...
[JB Long live the "D."
[KG Long live the "D."
[clinking of glasses]
[JB Long live me. I'm sorry, I poisoned your wine.
[KG What?
[JB For the good of the land.
[KG You p-- I poisoned yours... huh heh, as well.
[JB/KG Noooooooooo!!!!!
No!

[sung]
City, city, city, city, city, city, shitty.
Shitty, city, shitty, shitty, city, city, shitty.
Hall, hall, hall, hall, hall, hall, hall, hall.

People inside me are askin' me to smoke up City Hall,
'Cause no one here is talkin'.
People inside me are askin' me to blow up City Hall,
'Cause no one here is rockin'.

People inside me are askin' me to blow up City Hall,
'Cause everyone is Rock-'em Sock-'em Robots.
Everyone is Rock-'em Sock-'em Robots.
Everyone is Rock-'em Sock-'em GO! OH!

[spoken]
[JB Don't, cut that part out.

[KG We've got it.

[JB Um, do you believe in God?
[KG I believe, I believe.
[JB You do?
[KG I believe in God. I believe in God.
[JB: (laughs)] Y'do--
[KG I believe in God.
[JB Do you?
[KG I believe in God.

Malibu Nights
[KG (spoken)
Yeah, but you didn't fuckin' come out with this (one)--! [cuts off on "one"]
[KG starts playing]
[JB (spoken) I got some lyrics.
[sung]
Malibu nights, tangerine dreams,
Malibu neighs, Malibu dreams,
Malibu, makin' a poo.
Stinky poo, lookin'd view.
Because it's time for my breakfast,
It's time for some cheese.
It's time for the stink,
time for the breeze,
time for the... hah-or-eeee!

 

[foleykitano]

Du hast dich im Thread geirrt

 

[assman]

(A customer enters a pet shop.)
Customer: 'Ello, I wish to register a complaint.
(The owner does not respond.)
C: 'Ello, Miss?
Owner: What do you mean "miss"?
C: I'm sorry, I have a cold. I wish to make a complaint!
O: We're closing for lunch.
C: Never mind that, my lad. I wish to complain about this parrot what I purchased not half an hour ago from this very boutique.
O: Oh yes, the, uh, the Norwegian Blue...What's, uh...What's wrong with it?
C: I'll tell you what's wrong with it, my lad. 'E's dead, that's what's wrong with it! O
: No, no, 'e's uh,...he's resting.
C: Look, matey, I know a dead parrot when I see one, and I'm looking at one right now.
O: No no he's not dead, he's, he's resting! Remarkable bird, the Norwegian Blue, isn'it, ay? Beautiful plumage!
C: The plumage don't enter into it. It's stone dead.
O: Nononono, no, no! 'E's resting!
C: All right then, if he's resting, I'll wake him up! (shouting at the cage) 'Ello, Mister Polly Parrot! I've got a lovely fresh cuttle fish for you if you show...
(owner hits the cage)
O: There, he moved!
C: No, he didn't, that was you hitting the cage!
O: I never!
C: Yes, you did!
O: I never, never did anything...
C: (yelling and hitting the cage repeatedly) 'ELLO POLLY!!!!! Testing! Testing! Testing! Testing! This is your nine o'clock alarm call!
(Takes parrot out of the cage and thumps its head on the counter. Throws it up in the air and watches it plummet to the floor.)
C: Now that's what I call a dead parrot.
O: No, no.....No, 'e's stunned!
C: STUNNED?!?
O: Yeah! You stunned him, just as he was waking up! Norwegian Blues stun easily, major.
C: Um...now look...now look, mate, I've definitely 'ad enough of this. That parrot is definitely deceased, and when I purchased it not 'alf an hour ago, you assured me that its total lack of movement was due to it being tired and shagged out following a prolonged squawk.
O: Well, he's...he's, ah...probably pining for the fjords.
C: PINING for the FJORDS?!?!?!?What kind of talk is that?, look, why did he fall flat on his back the moment I got 'im home?
O: The Norwegian Blue preferskeeping on it's back! Remarkable bird, id'nit, squire? Lovely plumage!
C: Look, I took the liberty of examining that parrot when Igot it home, and I discovered the only reason that it had been sitting on its perch in the first place was that it had been NAILEDthere. (pause)
O: Well, o'course it was nailed there! If I hadn't nailed that bird down, it would have nuzzled up to those bars, bent 'em apart with its beak, and VOOM! Feeweeweewee!
C: "VOOM"?!? Mate, this bird wouldn't "voom" if you put four millionvolts through it! 'E's bleeding demised!
O: No no! 'E's pining!
C: 'E's not pining! 'E's passed on! This parrot is no more! He hasceased to be! 'E's expired and gone to meet 'is maker! 'E's a stiff! Bereft of life, 'e rests in peace! If you hadn't nailed 'im to theperch 'e'd be pushing up the daisies! 'Is metabolic processes are now 'istory! 'E's off the twig! 'E's kicked the bucket, 'e'sshuffled off 'is mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleeding choir invisibile!! THIS IS AN EX-PARROT!! (pause)
O: Well, I'd better replace it, then. (he takes a quick peek behind the counter)
O: Sorry squire, I've had a look 'round the back of the shop, and uh, we're right out of parrots.
C: I see. I see, I get the picture.
O: I got a slug. (pause)
C: (sweet as sugar) Pray,does it talk?
O: Nnnnot really.
C: WELL IT'S HARDLY A BLOODY REPLACEMENT, IS IT?!!???!!?
O: Look, if you go to mybrother's pet shop in Bolton, he'll replace the parrot for you.
C: Bolton, eh? Very well.
(The customer leaves. The customerenters the same pet shop. The owner is putting on a false moustache.)
C: This is Bolton, is it?
O: (with a fake mustache) No, it'sIpswitch.
C: (looking at the camera) That's inter-city rail for you.
(The customer goes to the train station. He addresses a manstanding behind a desk marked "Complaints".)
C: I wish to complain, British-Railways Person.
Attendant: I DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS JOB, YOU KNOW!!!
C: I beg your pardon...?
A: I'm a qualified brain surgeon! I only do this job because I like being my own boss!
C: Excuse me, this is irrelevant, isn't it?
A: Yeah, well it's not easy to pad these python files out to 150 lines, you know.
C: Well, I wish to complain. I got on the Bolton train and found myself deposited here in Ipswitch.
A: No, this is Bolton.
C: (to the camera) The pet shop man's brother was lying!
A: Can't blame British Rail for that.
C: In that case, I shall return to the pet shop!
(He does.)
C: I understand this IS Bolton.
O: (still with the fake mustache) Yes?
C: You told me it was Ipswitch!
O: ...It was a pun.
C: (pause) A PUN?!?
O: No, no...not a pun...What's that thing that spells the same backwards as forwards?
C: (Long pause) A palindrome...?
O: Yeah, that's it!
C: It's not a palindrome! The palindrome of "Bolton" would be "Notlob"!! It doesn't work!!
O: Well, what do you want?
C: I'm not prepared to pursue my line of inquiry any longer as I think this is getting too silly!
Sergeant-Major: Quite agree, quite agree, too silly, far too silly... (takes customer by the arm) Come on, you, you've got to go do another sketch now! Come on... (he walks off stage left, followed by the director and cameramen, leaving the owneralone on the set)
O: (to the audience) Well! I never wanted to do this in the first place. I wanted to be...
...A LUMBERJACK!

 

[assman]

Du hast dich im Thread geirrt

hallo

 

[foleykitano]

Du hast dich im Thread geirrt

hallo

Hallo tmge- Bruder

 

[assman]

*umschau*

 

[assman]

*umschau*

hm, scheint sicher zu sein...

 

[foleykitano]

*umschau*

hm, scheint sicher zu sein...

Buh!

 

[Solid-Snake14]

*umschau*

hm, scheint sicher zu sein...

*umdieeckeschau*

 

[The_Final]

*umschau*

hm, scheint sicher zu sein...

*umdieeckeschau*

Es ist niemals sicher! Nirgendwo!!!!!

 

[Solid-Snake14]

*umschau*

hm, scheint sicher zu sein...

*umdieeckeschau*

Es ist niemals sicher! Nirgendwo!!!!!

jetzt hast du mir den spaß genommen.

 

[The_Final]

*umschau*

hm, scheint sicher zu sein...

*umdieeckeschau*

Es ist niemals sicher! Nirgendwo!!!!!

jetzt hast du mir den spaß genommen.

Wieso denn das?

 

[Solid-Snake14]

*umschau*

hm, scheint sicher zu sein...

*umdieeckeschau*

Es ist niemals sicher! Nirgendwo!!!!!

jetzt hast du mir den spaß genommen.

Wieso denn das?

na weil ich jetzt weiß das ich nirgends sicher bin und ich weiß das ich jetzt immer mit der angst leben muss.

 

[Pardyyyy-Lance]

lance, für dich :
http://nachtlager.domian.druckfisch.de/interessantes/04-06-02_-_rose_im_penis.mp3

ist das lance mit der rose im schwanz?
rofl

er wollte mir halt ein schönes valentinsgeschenk machen...

Ich fand die Idee originell.

 

[Pardyyyy-Lance]

hier müffelts

 

[Solid-Snake14]

hier müffelts

jo, ich rieche es auch. und nun?

 

[assman]

*umschau*

hm, scheint sicher zu sein...

*skeptischkuck*