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Showing posts with label GODLESS BOB. Show all posts
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IS PRESIDENT OBAMA IMITATING GODLESS BOB OR IS GODLESS BOB IMITATING PRESIDENT OBAMA?

Much like pondering the chicken and egg theory, it may not matter what came first, but clearly when it comes to fashion, President Obama and I may have, without intent, started a mutual admiration society. Today I wore my pink shirt and pink, gray and black tie, as I have for literally decades, and the rolling eyes and snickering faces were just too numerous to count. 

Which leads me to another imponderable. Where have you sheltered sons of guns been for the last year and a half. Haven't you heard there's a new Sheriff in town? And haven't you heard, as reported last year extensively in the Washington Post, that OUR new audacious Sheriff Barack Obama WEARS PINK SHIRTS?


Except for that time I mutilated my throat with a razor blade, for art I tell you, while wearing my favorite pink shirt, turning it a rather stunning bright red and pink, STUNNING I tell you, I've always had a penchant for pink shirts. Men look very good in pink, pink and black, pink and red, and the President looks very good in pink shirts. There's absolutely nothing wrong with men wearing pink, provided it's outerwear. If it's not, I don't want to know about it.


To all you, grey, brown, and dark green wearing pedestrians I met this morning, looking like you buy your clothes in North Korea......GROW A PAIR! If crisp, sharp pink shirts are good enough for the leader of the free world, then it's good enough for, yours truly, a leader of a free mind.


Now, I don't want to hear any more snickering about my pink shirts, or I'll hit you with my purse. My pink purse.



Re: what up with men wearing pink , pink ties ,pink shirts,i would not be caught dead wearing pink.Quote

"pile on you mother fuckers,i can take it!"

>>Rumor has it, you say the same thing at rest stops and San Francisco street fairs.
 

the thin blue line vs. godless bob

the thin blue line
vs.
godless bob
the chase!

they say he's got another plan,
that he's got me in his sights,
but think how much easier this all could be,
if he'd recognize free speech is my right.

there are cruisers, troopers and choppers overhead,
i can't see the forest for the trees,
you'd think i'm one of americas most wanted,
because they're waiting at the corner for me.

i'm sure the line now understands,
i'm one of a kind and nobody's clone,
still, i'll keep my eyes skyward and even though i can't see it,
i'm expecting a hit from a drone.

under cover of darkness,
i'll change my mo and only dress in black,
i'll sleep in the daytime and prowl in the nighttime,
just like my good ol' friend count drac.

if you're a betting man put your money on me,
because i'm the horse to pick,
the weapon i have they can never trump,
my will to 10-56.

they'll take to the streets in unmarked cars,
they love the thrill of the chase,
but so the line has fun, like hell i will run,
till i get tased and maced.

he's probably a good guy, this corporal paranoia,
but he's so tense and tight all the time,
he'll probably blow my fucking brains out,
if even i don't commit crime.

they've searched my place so many times,
they know it better than i,
and with 15 months of visiting me,
it's time to ask them why.

there's no guns, no weapons, or drugs in here,
there's not even a prostitute,
and that's not because i morally object,
i just don't have that much loot.

everyday it's with me twenty-four seven.
it's always right by my side,
if they get too close and i think i'm in danger,
i can always choose suicide.


these are natural rights provided all mankind,
basic value, principles, and dignity,
but what i've received from my howard county gov,
is nothing short of menacing. 

it's easy for me to stay out of sight,
because i always work alone,
i'd know when it is they're closing in,
if it weren't for that dog gone smartzone.

but, till they swoop down with another assault,
with another pointless sting,
i'll lay very low and keep to myself,
and for now i'll be ocean king.

it's happened before to a more honorable king,
who set out to dip his wick,
while not exactly the same, the fact still remains,
i'm our kings chappequiddick.

10-56 and 10-66 are police codes for suicide.
smartzone is communication system for hcpd.
ocean king is police phonetic spelling for ok.

CAN YOU SEE THE IMAGE OF A CHILD IN GODLESS BOB'S BLOOD?


WORK WITH ME NOW - APPROXIMATELY 1/4 DISTANCE FROM THE LEFT BORDER AND TOWARDS THE RIGHT BORDER - IMAGINE A VERTICAL STRIP. BEGINNING AT ABOUT THE TOP OF THAT IMAGINARY VERTICAL STRIP IS THE TOP OF THE CHILDS HEAD. ALMOST HALF WAY DOWN THE STRIP BEGINS THE NECK AND TORSO AREA WITH THE ARMS FOLDED ACROSS THE CHEST. THE CHILDS HEAD HAS HAIR COMBED FORWARD AND EVEN THOUGH THE HEAD IS VERY SLIGHTLY BOWED AND TURNED TOWARDS OUR RIGHT - THE EYES, NOSE AND MOUTH ARE AS CLEAR AS THE NOSE ON YOUR FACE - UMMMM HIS FACE!

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the final cut

the final cut
written by roger waters-performed by pink floyd

two suns in the sunset

in my rear view mirror
the sun is going down

sinking behind bridges in the road
and i think of all the good things
that we have left undone
and i suffer premonitions
confirm suspicions
of the holocaust to come

the rusty wire that holds the cork

that keeps the anger in
gives way and suddenly it's day again
the sun is in the east
even though the day is done
two suns in the sunset
could be the human race is run
like the moment when the brakes lock
and you slide towards the big truck
you stretch the frozen moments with your fear
and you'll never hear their voices
and you'll never hear their faces
you have no recourse to the law anymore
and as the windshield melts
and my tears evaporate
leaving only charcoal to defend
finally i understand the feelings of the few
ashes and diamonds
foe and friend
we were all equal
in the end

two suns in the sunset
the final cut
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