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Mikl C
08-07-2007, 12:29 PM
I'm like someone with progeria. I get old FAST.

Mikl C
08-10-2007, 07:25 PM
ahahahahahahah!! I AM UNDONE

Novaya Havoc
08-10-2007, 07:42 PM
I DO NOT UNDERSTAND THIS THREAD.

/END PROGRAM SAGE

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Sean Whitmore
08-10-2007, 07:43 PM
I'm like someone with progeria. I get old FAST.

I concur.


SEAN

Mikl C
08-10-2007, 07:44 PM
I concur.


SEAN

It's ok Sean. I'll be your friend. And about the other thing? Maybe we can work on that as well.
*applys ky*

The Sword Is Drawn
08-11-2007, 02:54 AM
Allow me to join the Wtf Crowd....:confused:

madrox1977
08-11-2007, 04:58 AM
What on earth does that poll have to do with Excalibur??? as for giving it a chance.....i actually like it.

Citizen V
08-11-2007, 07:02 PM
Mary Jane`s hair.

Slung
08-11-2007, 07:04 PM
Mikl...I love you.

I really do.

But I don't understand what I'm supposed to be voting on.

Fatguy
08-11-2007, 10:06 PM
Is this the "Smells Spider-Man hates the most" thread??

The Sword Is Drawn
08-12-2007, 05:58 AM
Nope. I still haven't got a clue what this is all about.

Flâneur
08-12-2007, 06:09 AM
I'll always be by your side
Even when you're down and out
I'll always be by your side
Even when you're down and out
I just wanted to be your housewife
All I wanted was to be your housewife
I'll iron your clothes
I'll shine your shoes
I'll make your bed
And cook your food
I'll never cheat
I'll be the best girl you'd ever meet
And for a diamond ring
I'll do these kinds of things
I'll scrub your floor
Never be a bore
I'd tuck you in
I do not snore
I'd wear your black eyes
Bake you apple pies
I won't ask why
And I try not to cry
I'll always be by your side
Even when you're down and out
I'll always be by your side
Even when you're down and out
And its nearly midnight
And all I want with my life
Is to be a housewife
Is to be a housewife
'Cause it's nearly midnight
And all I want with my life
Is to die a housewife
Is to die a housewife

The Sword Is Drawn
08-12-2007, 06:10 AM
I drove my tractor through your haystack last night
(ooh aah ooh aah)
I threw me pitchfork at your dog to keep quiet
(ooh aah ooh aah)
Now something's telling me
That you'm avoiding me
Come on now darling you've got something I need

Cuz I got a brand new combine harvester
An' I'll give you the key
Come on now let's get together
In perfect harmony
I got twenty acres
An' you got forty-three
Now I got a brand new combine harvester
An' I'll give you the key

She made I laugh ha ha

I'll stick by you, I'll give you all that you need
We'll 'ave twins and triplets
I'm a man built for speed
And you know I'll love you darlin'
So give me your hand
But what I want the most
Is all they acres of land

Cuz I got a brand new combine harvester
An' I'll give you the key
Come on now let's get together
In perfect harmony
I got twenty acres
An' you got forty-three
Now I got a brand new combine harvester
An' I'll give you the key

Ooaah she's a lovely bit of stuff an' all

For seven long years I've been alone in this place
Eat, sleep, in the kitchen, it's a proper disgrace
Now if I cleaned it up would you change your mind
I'll give up drinking scrumpy and that lager and lime

Cuz I got a brand new combine harvester
An' I'll give you the key
Come on now let's get together
In perfect harmony
I got twenty acres
An' you got forty-three
Now I got a brand new combine harvester
An' I'll give you the key

Who loves ya baby ha

Weren't we a grand couple at that last wurzel dance
I wore brand new gaters and me cordouroy pants
In your new Sunday dress with your perfume smelling grand
We had our photos took and us holding hands

Now I got a brand new combine harvester
An' I'll give you the key
Now that we'me both past our fifties I think that you and me
Should stop this galavanting and will you marry me
Coz I got a brand new combine harvester
An' I'll give you the key

Aahh yu're a fine looking woman and I can't wait to get me 'ands on your land

Flâneur
08-12-2007, 06:14 AM
Those, those beautiful boys
Those, those beautiful boys

Born illegitimately
To a whore, most likely
He became an orphan
Oh what a lovely orphan he was
Sent to the reformatory
Ten years old, was his first glory
Got caught stealing from a nun
Now his love story had begun

Thirty years he spent wandering
A devil's child with dove wings
He went to prison
In every country he set foot in
Oh how he loved prison
How awfully lovely was prison

All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears

His greatest love was executed
The pure romance was undisputed
Angelic hoodlums and holy ones
Angelic hoodlums and holy ones

All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears

All those beautiful boys
Pimps and queens and criminal queers
All those beautiful boys
Tattoos of ships and tattoos of tears

All those beautiful boys
Beautiful boys...
All those beautiful boys
Beautiful boys...

Those beautiful boys...

Jack Flash
08-12-2007, 06:19 AM
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - its serious
Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - its really serious

There were times when I could
Have murdered her
(but you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)

No, I dont want to see her

Do you really think
Shell pull through ?
Do you really think
Shell pull through ?
Do ...

Girlfriend in a coma, I know
I know - its serious
My, my, my, my, my, my baby, goodbye

There were times when I could
Have strangled her
(but you know, I would hate
Anything to happen to her)
Would you please
Let me see her !

Do you really think
Shell pull through ?
Do you really think
Shell pull through ?
Do ...
Let me whisper my last goodbyes

I know - its serious

Flight
08-12-2007, 06:23 AM
Cry Havok~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!!~~

Flâneur
08-12-2007, 06:23 AM
So let the people talk
It's Monday morning walk
Right past the fabulous mess we're in
It's gonna be a beautiful day
So do the bluebirds sing
As I take your hand
And you take my kiss
And I take the world
'Cause out of all the people I've known
The places I've been

The songs that I have sung
The wonders I've seen
Now that the dreams are all coming true
Who is the one that leads me on through

It's you
Who puts me in the magic position, darling now
You put me in the magic position
To live, to learn, to love in the major key

And I know how you've hurt
And been dragged through the dirt
But c'mon get back up
It's the time to live
So give your love to me
I'm gonna keep it carefully
Deep in the treasure chest below my breast
'Cause out of all the people I've known
The places I've been
The songs that I have sung
The wonders I've seen
Now that the dreams are all coming true
Who is the one that leads me on through

It's you
Who puts me in the magic position, darling now
You put me in the magic position, darling now
Let me put you in the magic position, darling
'Cause I'm singing in the, the major key

The Sword Is Drawn
08-12-2007, 06:28 AM
She said 'There's something in the woodshed
and I can hear it breathing
it's such and eerie feeling, darling'
He said 'There's nothing in the woodshed
It's your imagination
end of conversation, darling'

Something in his heart told him to come clean
He was not who he claimed to be
Someting in his genes told him to pretend
'Twas something for the weekend

But she said 'There's someting in the woodshed
I know because I saw it
I can't simply ignore it, darling
So he said 'Now baby don't be stupid
Get this into your sweet head
There ain't nothing in the woodshed (except
maybe some wood)'

Something in his heart told him to come clean
He was not who he claimed to be
Something in his genes told him to pretend
'Twas something for the weekend

'I'll go all the way with you
if you'll only do the same for me - go and see
If it's nothing like you say
then you can have your wicked way with me

He went down to the woodshed
They came down hard on his head
Gagged and bound and left for dead
When he woke she was gone with his car and
all of his money

Flâneur
08-12-2007, 06:30 AM
We are the earth intruders
We are the earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches

Turmoil! Carnage!

Here come the earth intruders
We are the paratroopers
Stampede of sharpshooters
Come straight from voodoo

With our feet thumping
With our feet marching
Grinding skeptics into the soil

Shower of goodness
Coming to end the doubt pouring over
Shower of goodness coming to end

We are the earth intruders
We are the sharp shooters
Flock of parashooters
Necessary voodoo

I have guided my bones
Through some voltage
And loved them still
And loved them too

Metallic carnage!
Feriocity!
Feel the speed!

We are the earth intruders
We are the sharp shooters
Flock of parashooters
Necessary voodoo

There is turmoil out there
Carnage! rambling!

What is to do but dig
Dig bones out of earth
Mudgraves! Timber!
Morbid trenches!

Here come the earth intruders
Stampede of resistance
We are the canoneers
Necessary voodoo

And the beast
With many heads
And arms rolling
Steamroller!

We are the earth intruders
We are the earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches

Forgive this tribe!

We are the earth intruders
We are the earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches

We are the earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches
We are the earth intruders

We are the earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches
Marching

We are the earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches
Marching

March
March
March

The Sword Is Drawn
08-12-2007, 06:31 AM
Traveling in a fried-out combie
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,

"Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Buying bread from a man in Brussels
He was six foot four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,

"I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Lying in a den in Bombay
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said,

"Oh! Do you come from a land down under? (oh yeah yeah)
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."

Flâneur
08-12-2007, 06:34 AM
He will then be reborn
From 1970's porn
Wearing tubesocks with style
And such an innocent smile

Better pray for your sins
Better pray for your sins
'Cause the gay messiah's coming

He will fall from the star
Studio 54
And appear on the sand
Of Fire Island's shore

Better pray for your sins
Better pray for your sins
'Cause the gay messiah's coming

No it will not be me
Rufus the Baptist I be
No I won't be the one
Baptized in cum

What will happen instead
Someone will demand my head
And then I will kneel down
And give it to them looking down

Better pray for your sins
Better pray for your sins
'Cause the gay messiah's coming

The Sword Is Drawn
08-12-2007, 06:35 AM
In the deserts of Sudan
And the gardens of Japan
From Milan to Yucatan
Every woman, every man

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
Je t'adore, ich liebe dich,
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me slowly, hit me quick.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

In the wilds of Borneo
And the vineyards of Bordeaux
Eskimo, Arapaho
Move their body to and fro.

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
Das ist gut! C'est fantastique!
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
It's nice to be a lunatic.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

In the dock of Tiger Bay
On the road to Mandalay
From Bombay to Santa Fe
Over hills and far away

Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Hit me! Hit me!
C'est si bon, mm? Ist es nicht?
Hit me! hit me! hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick.
Two fat persons, click, click, click.
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!

Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me! Ow!
Hit me!
Hit me!
Hit me! hit me!
Hit me (x5)
Hit me! Hit me! Hit me

Flâneur
08-12-2007, 06:36 AM
Sucking on my titties like you wanted me
Calling me, all the time like Blondie
Check out my chrissy behind
It's fine all of the time
Like sex on the beaches
What else is in the teaches of peaches? Huh? What?

Sucking' on my titties like you wanted me
Calling me, all the time like Blondie
Check out my chrissy behind
It's fine all of the time
What else is in the teaches of peaches?
Like sex on the beaches, Huh? What?

Huh? Right. What? Uhh
Huh? What? Right. Uhh

Huh? What? Right. Uhh
Huh? What? Right. Uhh

SIS IUD, stay in school ‘cause it's the best
IUD SIS, stay in school ‘cause it's the best
IUD SIS, stay in school ‘cause it's the best
IUD SIS, stay in school ‘cause it's the best

Sucking' on my titties like you wanted me
Calling me, all the time like Blondie
Check out my chrissy behind
It's fine all of the time
Like sex on the beaches
What else is in the teaches of peaches? Huh? What?

Fuck the pain away. Fuck the pain away

Flight
08-12-2007, 06:39 AM
Not Funny Anymore!

twilight
08-12-2007, 06:41 AM
We sail tonight for singapore,
Were all as mad as hatters here
Ive fallen for a tawny moor,
Took off to the land of nod
Drank with all the chinamen,
Walked the sewers of paris
I danced along a colored wind,
Dangled from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me

We sail tonight for singapore,
Dont fall asleep while youre ashore
Cross your heart and hope to die
When you hear the children cry
Let marrow bone and cleaver choose
While making feet for children shoes
Through the alley, back from hell,
When you hear that steeple bell
You must say goodbye to me

Wipe him down with gasoline
til his arms are hard and mean
From now on boys this iron boats your home
So heave away, boys

We sail tonight for singapore,
Take your blankets from the floor
Wash your mouth out by the door,
The whole towns made of iron ore
Every witness turns to steam,
They all become italian dreams
Fill your pockets up with earth,
Get yourself a dollars worth
Away boys, away boys, heave away

The captain is a one-armed dwarf,
Hes throwing dice along the wharf
In the land of the blind
The one-eyed man is king, so take this ring

We sail tonight for singapore,
Were all as mad as hatters here
Ive fallen for a tawny moor,
Took off to the land of nod
Drank with all the chinamen,
Walked the sewers of paris
I drank along a colored wind,
I dangled from a rope of sand
You must say goodbye to me

Flâneur
08-12-2007, 06:41 AM
I'm in love with your brother
What's his name
I thought I'd come by
to see him again
when you to dance
oh what a dance
when you to lough
oh what a lough

does he mention my age
or is he more in to young girls with dyed black hair

I'm in love with your brother
I'd thought I'd come by

I'm in love with your brother
Yes I am
but maybe I
shouldn't ask for his name
and you dance
oh what a dance
And you laughed
oh what a laugh

Does he know what I do and
you'll pass this on, won't you and?
If I asked him once what would he say
Is he willing,
can he play?

I wasn't really looking for some more the some
company on the dancefloor and
Does he know what I do and
you'll pass this on, won't you and?

Does he know what I do and,
you'll pass this on, won't you?
And if I ask him once,
what would he say?
is he willing, can he play?

The Sword Is Drawn
08-12-2007, 06:45 AM
Ladysmith wants you forthwith to come to her relief
Burn your briefs you leave for france tonight
Carefully cut the straps of the booby-traps and set the captives free
But don’t shoot ’til you see her big blue eyes

Then sound the charge¡ºbreath your final breath
And charge into the valley of death
Cannon to the left and cannon to the right
They’ll go bang bang bang all night

We’ll fight them on the beaches
Yes, we’ll fill ’em full of lead
Fighting naked in the open air
We’ll fight them in the kitchen, in the bathroom in the garden shed
Fighting the good fight any-fighting-where

So sound the charge¡ºbreathe your final breath
And charge into the valley of death
Cannon to the left and cannon to the right
They’ll go bang bang bang all night
There’ll be a cannon to the left and cannon to the right
They’ll go bang bang bang bang bang bang bang all night...

Baby baby, I love the way you talk sense to me
Especially when you say ’neil, you got love’
I hear what you’re saying...
I have in my hand a piece of paper that says
Let’s make lurrve, not this phoney war-thang
We goin’ over the top -
But you’re so sexy when you’re angry, honey-chile

Roamin’ around in no man’s land, gettin’ caught in your barbed wire
Baby baby, gonna set your village on fire...

Come into my parlour, said the Spider to the Fly.
Come inside and make yourself at home...

Charge¡ºI’m gonna hit you where it hurts
Charge¡ºso sound the red alert!

There’ll be a cannon to the left...
...and a cannon to the right...

(the hills are alive with the sound of)

Bang bang bang bang bang
Bang bang bang bang bang
Bang bang bang bang bang
All night!

Flâneur
08-12-2007, 06:46 AM
Oh Billy Brown had lived an ordinary life.
Two kids, a dog, and a cautionary wife.
While it was all going according to plan
Then Billy Brown fell in love with another man.
He met his lover almost every single day
Making excuses through his (dodgy) holiday
(Unto religion that he said and duty found
They didn’t know his faith was (earthly) bound)

Brown…Oh Billy Brown.
Don’t let the stars get you down.
Don’t let the waves let you drown.
Brown…Oh Billy Brown.
Gonna pick you up like a paper cup.
Gonna shake the water out of every nook.
Oh Billy Brown.

Oh Billy Brown needed a place, somewhere to go.
He found an island off the coast of Mexico
Leaving his lover and his family behind.
Oh Billy Brown needed to find some peace of mind.
And on his journey and his travels on the way,
He met a girlie who was brave enough to say,
When they made love he shared the burden of his mind.
Oh Billy Brown you are a victim of the times.

Brown…Oh Billy Brown.
Don’t let the stars get you down.
Don’t let the waves let you drown.
Brown…Oh Billy Brown.
Gonna pick you up like a paper cup.
Gonna shake the water out of every nook.
Oh Billy Brown.
Brown…Oh Billy Brown.
Gonna pick you up like a paper cup.
Gonna shake the water out of every nook.
Oh Billy Brown.

Oh Billy Brown had lived an ordinary life.
Two kids, a dog, and a cautionary wife.
While it was all going according to plan
Then Billy Brown fell in love with another man

The Sword Is Drawn
08-12-2007, 06:50 AM
Seriously. What was this thread supposed to be? Has Mikl C put it in the wrong forum by mistake? Got the name mixed up? :confused:

Flâneur
08-12-2007, 06:53 AM
Mikl made an inane poll in spiderman land so whitmore renamed it, changed the first post and moved it to x-ville.

Mikl C
08-12-2007, 07:50 AM
HEHEHE it's a game me and Seany like to play.
He also changed the first post to "anyone who doesnt read it is a loser virgin with no friends" and then I changed that to "SEAN WHITMORE is a loser virgin with no friends" AHAHAHAH
THE HILARITY ESCALATED!!

Gene M.
08-12-2007, 10:45 AM
I voted for MJ's hair, but only because there wasn't an option for Vulture's PUBES.

Arilou
08-12-2007, 11:15 AM
I think Mary Janes hair has a good chance of beating Carnage in a fight. *nods*