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Hello, I'm goin' out on my "Take A Load Of Fanny" again Between 13 and 14.00 I can go to get my money at my aunt and uncles place!!I was in my house for four days..I bought myself a mp3player last week..The sun is shining..So all the good circumstances to ride my "Fanny" again....I have to go shopping too..(DANGER..All those Bottles)..The problem also is that my best friends (a family of Artist) are living round the corner of my Aunt (Danger..All those Cans of Beer)..Still I think I will go there anyhow..But I will keep on thinking on my SR Friends..Maybe afterwards I go to Bike a bit around..Anyhow..It's a bright day and I want it to be a bright day tomorrow too..(nomore Hangovers..Pukeing.. peeing..Spitting and dirt all over the appartement)..I know I can do it..Oh yeah..I crashed my bike two leftlights last weeks..They both still work..But they hang on my Take A Load of Fanny like they are Crying..I know it's fixable again..But a month ago or so I almost ended up with my Fanny in the river that floats to my town..Since that Time I had the intention to never drive while drunk again..(Took a lot of taxies and I can't afford that)..But most of all can't afford to boose anyhow..If I keep boosing now..I would be dead in a few months..Last year..(I almost can't write it..Too many tears)One of my best friends died of livercirose (don't know how you call it in english but it's something teriblle you get from the boosing on the liver)..She was only 42..I knew her for Twenty years and we where boosing a lot together..Don't want to think bout it now but in fact I wake op with it every morning.. Don't wanna die that way myself..Anyhow Love from Stefanie
__________________ There was New York Jake,the butcher boy who was always getting tight And every time that he'd get full he was spoiling for a fight But Jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old Bob Stein And over Jake they held a wake in the days of '49 (Bob Dylan days of '49) |
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When we stop drinking, the liver starts repairing itself. I pray that you will have a wonderful day........enjoy the sunshine. Here is something you know from Bob Dylan (Robert Zimmerman).....Music from Big Pink by the Band I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' about half past dead; I just need some place where I can lay my head. "Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?" He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No!", was all he said. (Chorus Take a load off Annie, take a load for free; Take a load off Annie, And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me. I picked up my bag, I went lookin' for a place to hide; When I saw Carmen and the Devil walkin' side by side. I said, "Hey, Carmen, come on, let's go downtown." She said, "I gotta go, but m'friend can stick around." (Chorus) Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say It's just ol' Luke, and Luke's waitin' on the Judgement Day. "Well, Luke, my friend, what about young Anna Lee?" He said, "Do me a favor, son, woncha stay an' keep Anna Lee company?" (Chorus) Crazy Chester followed me, and he caught me in the fog. He said, "I will fix your rack, if you'll take Jack, my dog." I said, "Wait a minute, Chester, you know I'm a peaceful man." He said, "That's okay, boy, won't you feed him when you can." (Chorus) Catch a cannon ball now, t'take me down the line My bag is sinkin' low and I do believe it's time. To get back to Miss Annie, you know she's the only one. Who sent me here with her regards for everyone. (Chorus)
__________________ Tet Vet PGR member 2007 Road King Classic 96 C.I. Six-speed Vivid black "Common sense is genius dressed in its working clothes." Ralph Waldo Emerson | |
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__________________ There was New York Jake,the butcher boy who was always getting tight And every time that he'd get full he was spoiling for a fight But Jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old Bob Stein And over Jake they held a wake in the days of '49 (Bob Dylan days of '49) | |
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