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My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!

hey u!how do u do

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و همین جا بود که جوش روی دماغ سر باز کرد و قراری با شخص دماغ گذاشت.
و ما نیز همچنان به دنبال چسب زخم برای پوشاندن محل عفونت میگردیم...
و یه عکس از یه پرستار سکسی که انگشت شو روی لباش گذاشته و میگه :شش! لطفا سکوت را رعایت فرمایید.
به احترام پرستار سکسی ، تا ابد سکوت.

لاکی

یه لاک پشت خریدم.
اسمش اصغره ، خیلی هم صغیره!
خیلی بزرگ باشه اندازه ی ۲ تا بند انگشته!

درسته! طبق عقاید محیط زیستی خودم ، وجود این موجود درست نیست.
ولی اون موقع که خریدمش فکر کردم حضرت یوسف و از یه برده دار خریدم.

چیزایی که ازش میدونم اینه که بلده خاک و بکنه...
تو آب شنا میکنه و منو خیلی با خشم نگاه میکنه.

در مقابل موزیک هیچ حرکتی نمیکنه و فیلم هم دوست نداره.
وقتی حرف میزنم ، نگاه میکنه... اگه طولانی بشه میره تو لاکش.خیلی < i > هست.از منم بیشتر.

احتمال داره اگه به لج بازی ادامه بده بزارمش بیرون تا کلاغ ها یه لقمه اش کنن.

dreamers

وای!!!!
نوشت...
دیدی؟؟
م.ف بالاخره بعد از مدت ها نوشت....

**  *** همتون! دستم راه افتاد..... دهنتون سرویسه!
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تا حالا دیدی یکی فیلم بسازه ، هم آوانگارد باشه... هم مخلوطی از روشنفکری باشه...هم آخرش یه بیلاخ به فاشیست ها بده و بگه ایول همه ی محافظه کار ها؟
من دیدم...

دیدی یکی بگه من با یکی میرم یه جا ، بعد با یکی دیگه بره یه جای دیگه؟ بعد آخرش یه بیلاخ به کلیه ی عقاید گفته شده ی خودش و خودت و همه بده؟
من دیدم...

دیدی یکی تو اواسط انقلاب دانشجویی فرانسه ، تو خونه بشینه و شراب گرون قیمت بخوره و راجع به موج نو صحبت کنه و یه بیلاخ به همه بده و ادعا هم بکنه، یه عده دانشجو  هم زیر دست پلیس ها بمیرن؟
من نبودم اون موقع که ببینم ، ولی میدونم که هست!


دیدی یکی از فرط بیکاری ساعت ۳ صبح تو وبلاگش این همه ** بنویسه و یه بیلاخ بهت بده؟
هه هه!

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