He's either kicking a young banana tree, doing the splits on chairs, or drinking some bubbly with the wifey....you be the judge.
I liked how new Robocop had a lil bit of political satire.
Also bogie where's this so called "hazing"? I love all the ladies. Ain't ni shame in the game!
No she has a face like a furby. She's got a nice body though. That's why the good lord made paper bags!
Actually he lost a lot, in WWII . He was one of the few politicians i respected. Had he shown the lighter side of him Before the elections instead of afterwards on letterman (IIRC) I believe he may have become president, instead of clinton. But hey lets not let facts get in the way of things.
In April 1945, while engaged in combat near Castel d'Aiano in the Apennine mountains southwest of Bologna, Italy, Dole was hit by German machine gun fire in Bob Dole's upper right back and Bob Dole's right arm was also badly injured.
The Great Kazoo's Feedback
"when you're happy you enjoy the melody but, when you're broken you understand the lyrics".
I got slim pickins....especially with a face like mine. I wrote a song about it.
Howdy whore bags...
I thought Bob was alright, Liz was pretty cool too. I would have voted for her if it came to it.
My potna gave me $50, put me in the game,I been slangin weed then I moved up to cane
Pushin dem bouldas, slangin dem quarters,
I got em 2 for 3, god dammit, I'm a balla!
Pushin in weight, from state to state,
Niggaz ridin dirty, on my mobile phone, it's U.G.K.
Pimp C said, "P, what's really goin on?"
I said what's really happenin, he said, "I gotta pocket full of stones!"
Now P be dat new kid on the block
36 O-Z's choppin up rocks in my rock shop
And label me a drug deala, just anotha hard nigga,
Rest in peace to 2Pac, and the rest of ya'll thug niggas.
Playaz hookin up, tryin to make work,
Sendin work from FedEx to UPS trucks
Now P livin lavish, caviar and cabbage
Peppers and beans, and grits and cabbage
Down South hustlin, ballin, slangin
Niggaz teamin up, some niggaz gangbangin
Used to drink 40s, now it's mowhet
Used to roll cutlass, now it's benzes and vets
?Becketts? on my fingaz, Rolex watches,
Hoes on the block, bounce that azz, I mean pussy poppin
Label me an alien, just like Outkast
Cause I made my money from the ghetto and I did it fast
Cause I'm bout it, ya'll know I'm rowdy,
Ask Big Mo and John Henry if ya'll doubt it
Hooked up with 8-ball and MJG
Cause we tryin to get a meal ticket from these streets