I'm so going to hurt you now. Come closer. I just want to gently force this video card and a few assorted hand tools up your nose.

What's that tool that I use to countersink nails? It has a cool name. Oh, and if I was a woodworking tool I would be a plane.

i'm sorry---he's a great guy, but Kermit the Frog just can not sing--at all. ; >

I feel confused.

On a sidenote, I gave the lyrics to Forver Young to my then girlfriend (now wife) to read at her best friend's wedding.

A year later, her friend atributed the words to my new wife at our wedding.

It seemed rude to tell her, so I didn't. Of course, my wife knew.

A punch?

Yep, richat, but that seems gross title for such a fine tool.

Yes, rather inelegant, I agree.

Awl is the best tool name ever.

Here's another tune from the same album:

Tough Mama

er... Tough Mama.

Tough comma.

Tough Mama

Meat shakin' on yer bones.

Hotter than a crotch.

Tough Mama
Meat shakin' on your bones
I'm gonna go down to the river and get some stones.
Sister's on the highway with that steel-drivin' crew,
Papa's in the big house, his workin' days are through.
Tough Mama
Can I blow a little smoke on you?

Dark Beauty
Won't you move it on over and make some room?
It's my duty to bring you down to the field where the flowers bloom.
Ashes in the furnace, dust on the rise,
You came through it all the way, flyin' through the skies.
Dark Beauty
With that long night's journey in your eyes.

Sweet Goddess
Born of a blinding light and a changing wind,
Now, don't be modest, you know who you are and where you've been.
Jack the Cowboy went up north
He's buried in your past.
The Lone Wolf went out drinking
That was over pretty fast.
Sweet Goddess
Your perfect stranger's comin' in at last.

Silver Angel
With the badge of the lonesome road sewed in your sleeve,
I'd be grateful if this golden ring you would receive.
Today on the countryside it was a-hotter than a crotch,
I stood alone upon the ridge and all I did was watch.
Sweet Goddess
It must be time to carve another notch.

I'm crestfallen
The world of illusion is at my door,
I ain't a-haulin' any of my lambs to the marketplace anymore.
The prison walls are crumblin', there is no end in sight,
I've gained some recognition but I lost my appetite.
Dark Beauty
Meet me at the border late tonight.


Copyright © 1973 Ram's Horn Music

ball peen hammer. ball peen hammer.

i just like saying ball peen hammer.

as do i

ratchet has an expletive ring to it

when it works it works

we get it, you're a tool
*rimshot*

*oh snap*

Ooooooo.. I want a touch of your love.

Hazel?

nut?

i'm still waiting on a butt sucking comment in another thread.

why youse driving me to drink