How about we all just calm the fuck down?



  • This is so fucking intense! Motherfucker! 8-)



  • Is this real life?



  • @Slaughtervomit:

    Is this real life?

    …or is this just just fantasy?! 8-)



  • @Unit:

    @Slaughtervomit:

    Is this real life?

    …or is this just just fantasy?! 8-)

    Caught in a landslide…



  • SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!



  • @Kimiko:

    SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!

    That IS NOT the following lyric. :|



  • @Slaughtervomit:

    @Kimiko:

    SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!

    That IS NOT the following lyric. :|

    … Sorry… holds her head down in shame



  • @Kimiko:

    @Slaughtervomit:

    @Kimiko:

    SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!

    That IS NOT the following lyric. :|

    … Sorry… holds her head down in shame

    It’s ok, I forgive you! :)



  • @Slaughtervomit:

    @Kimiko:

    SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!

    That IS NOT the following lyric. :|

    Doesn’t matter. Terrible song.



  • @Xeekik:

    @Slaughtervomit:

    @Kimiko:

    SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!

    That IS NOT the following lyric. :|

    Doesn’t matter. Terrible song.

    Cannibal Corpse: Pounded Into Dust

    Forces of hate meet
    Gather for the siege
    Encircling their foe
    The raid begins
    Their revenge is sought
    Through violence, smashing, killing, stabbing, pounding
    Iron weapons clash
    Evil warriors strike
    Hammers cracking skulls
    Axes chopping heads
    Their revenge is now
    Through violence, crushing, maiming, hacking, pounding

    Blood soaks the ground
    In their own, they will drown
    Surrounded by disgust
    Pounded into dust

    Battle rages on
    Bleeding wounded scream
    Clubs shatter bones
    Swords sever limbs
    Their blind rage compells
    Their frenzy, bloodlust, madness, burning, hatred
    Berzerkers overwhelm
    Defenders run in fear
    No prisoners today
    The end is near
    Their blind age endless
    No mercy lay waste, wipe out, kill them, kill them

    Their struggle to defend
    The attack will never end
    Surrounded by disgust
    Pounded into dust

    The captured will be crucified as a warning to the rest
    When the killing is completed the city will be burned
    Their way of life will be destroyed, no trace of them remains

    Annihilate
    They lay waste
    Eradicate
    Victory for their hatred, fury, raging, pounding

    Blood soaks the ground
    In their own, they will drown
    Surrounded by disgust
    Pounded into dust

    Better song! (Fits Chivalry’s environment pretty well, too!!)



  • Nah man, “Don’t Worry Be Happy” fits chivalry better.

    Why am I always starting page two!?





  • Not shitting you, when i play chivalry in my head i hear the song: love is a battlefield. no homo

    XD



  • @Thorendir:

    Not shitting you, when i play chivalry in my head i hear the song: love is a battlefield. no homo

    XD

    You play Chivalry in your head?



  • @Martin:

    @Thorendir:

    Not shitting you, when i play chivalry in my head i hear the song: love is a battlefield. no homo

    XD

    You play Chivalry in your head?

    I play Chivalry in my pajamas…



  • @Slaughtervomit:

    @Martin:

    @Thorendir:

    Not shitting you, when i play chivalry in my head i hear the song: love is a battlefield. no homo

    XD

    You play Chivalry in your head?

    I play Chivalry in my pajamas…

    I play it in my muscles. Sometimes I wear my skin too. 8-)



  • @Slaughtervomit:

    @Kimiko:

    SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!

    That IS NOT the following lyric. :|

    I like big butts and I can not lie
    You other brothers can’t deny
    That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
    And a round thing in your face
    You get sprung,
    wanna pull out your tough
    'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed
    Deep in the jeans she’s wearing
    I’m hooked and I can’t stop staring
    Oh baby, I wanna get with you
    …… And take your picture

    My homeboys tried to warn me
    But that butt you got makes me so horny

    Ooh, Rump-o’-smooth-skin
    You say you wanna get in my Benz?

    Well, use me, use me

    'Cause you ain’t that average groupie

    I’ve seen them dancin’
    To hell with romancin’
    She’s sweat, wet,
    Got it goin’ like a turbo ‘Vette
    I’m tired of magazines
    Sayin’ flat butts are the thing
    Take the average black man and ask him that
    She gotta pack much back

    So, fellas!

    (Yeah!)

    Fellas!

    (Yeah!)

    Has your girlfriend got the butt?

    (Hell yeah!)

    Tell 'em to shake it!
    (Shake it!)
    Shake it!
    (Shake it!)

    Shake that healthy butt!

    Baby got back!

    I like ‘em round, and big
    And when I’m throwin’ a gig
    I just can’t help myself, I’m actin’ like an animal
    Now here’s my scandal
    I wanna get you home

    And ugh, double-up, ugh, ugh

    I ain’t talkin’ bout Playboy
    'Cause silicone parts are made for toys
    I want 'em real thick and juicy

    So find that juicy double
    Mix-a-Lot’s in trouble
    Beggin’ for a piece of that bubble

    So I’m lookin’ at rock videos
    Knock-kneeded bimbos walkin’ like hoes
    You can have them bimbos
    I’ll keep my women like Flo Jo
    A word to the thick soul sisters, I wanna get with ya
    I won’t cuss or hit ya
    But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna fuck
    Till the break of dawn
    Baby got it goin’ on
    A lot of simps won’t like this song
    'Cause them punks like to hit it and quit it
    And I’d rather stay and play

    ’Cause I’m long, and I’m strong

    And I’m down to get the friction on

    So, ladies!
    {Yeah!}
    Ladies!
    {Yeah}

    If you wanna roll in my Mercedes
    {Yeah!}

    Then turn around! Stick it out!
    Even white boys got to shout
    Baby got back!

    Yeah, baby … when it comes to females, Cosmo ain’t got nothin’
    to do with my selection. 36-24-36? Ha ha, only if she’s 5’3".

    So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin’ workout tapes by Fonda
    But Fonda ain’t got a motor in the back of her Honda

    My anaconda don’t. want. none. Unless you’ve got buns. hun

    You can do side bends or sit-ups,
    But please don’t lose that butt
    Some brothers wanna play that “hard” role
    And tell you that the butt ain’t gold
    So they toss it and leave it
    And I pull up quick to retrieve it
    So Cosmo says you’re fat
    Well I ain’t down with that!
    ‘Cause your waist is small and your curves are kickin’
    And I’m thinkin’ bout stickin’
    To the beanpole dames in the magazines:
    You ain’t it, Miss Thing!
    Give me a sister, I can’t resist her
    Red beans and rice didn’t miss her
    Some knucklehead tried to dis
    'Cause his girls are on my list
    He had game but he chose to hit 'em
    And I pull up quick to get wit 'em
    So ladies, if the butt is round,
    And you want a triple X throw down,

    Dial 1-900-MIXALOT

    And kick them nasty thoughts

    Baby got back!

    …… :? :( :? Oh, wrong song… never mind.



  • grammar soviets…. XD



  • Grammar Nazi*



  • @Martin:

    Grammar Nazi*

    I hate nazi jokes, ann frank-ly I won’t deal with it here. 8-)


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