why do you guys keep banning me? (Zot! Because we can) (Juwish modz totally rewl!)

why do people keep banning me everytime I put up interesting articles? I work for a website I think some of you are familiar with called phantirath weekly world news and each time we put somthing up on FR no matter how conservative it is it keeps getting banned. Whats the matter with it?! Damn man what are you marxist socialists communists? I just got a call this mroning from a Juwish friend of mine who said that you banned an important article about Zionism and Noam Federman and about how we were to support israel. I thought you guys supported Juws and others like him!? I mean you know that god is going to punish you if you dont support them and others like Noam Federman who are being downtrodden by the leftists and the Arabs! EVEN Pat Buchanan would be outraged by this! The Juws are wonderful people who have been a blessing to this nation and other nations in the world! Why is it you hypocrites complain about bias and then you shut us up just because you dont agree with us!? Who made you god and told us what we had to do anyway! This website has got to be the most fascist naziast place ive ever been! The Juws will win someday and when the Arabs are gone and when the Juws and rightous gentils go up top you will be atr the bottom! I demand an explanation for why you are doing this to me and my boss and the Juws!

Dexies Midnight Runners- Come on Eileen

Come on Eileen !
Come on Eileen !

Poor old Johnny Ray
Sounded sad upon the radio
He moved a million hearts in mono
Our mothers used
To sing along, who'd blame them
You're grown (a grown up), so grown (so grown up), now I must say more than ever
(come on eileen)
Go toora loora toora loo rye aye
And we can sing just like our fathers

[Chorus]: #1
Come on Eileen, oh I swear (what he means)
At these moments, you mean everything
With you in that dress, oh my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
Ah come on Eileen

Come on Eileen !

These people round here
Thank god they Sunk in smoke dried faces
They're sown to what their fate is
But not us (no never), no not us (no never)
We are far too young and clever
Remember!
Go toora loora toora loo rye aye
Eileen I'll hum this tune forever

Come on Eileen oh I swear (what he means)
Ah come on let's, take off everything
pretty red dress, oh Eileen tell him yes
Ah come on let's, Ah come on Eileen
pretty red dress, oh Eileen tell him yes
Ah come on let's, Ah come on Eileen

SLOW PART

[Chorus]: #1 --------2X---------END
Come on Eileen, oh I swear (what he means)
At these moments, you mean everything
With you in that dress, oh my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
Ah come on Eileen

Come on Eileen, oh I swear (what he means)
At these moments, you mean everything
With you in that dress, oh my thoughts I confess
Verge on dirty
Ah come on Eileen

But this is 60s, and one of my favorite pieces:

You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.

And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave ulysses:
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips.

And you see a girl’s brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Her name is aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can dance

[Sung]
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well they're no friends of mine
I say, we can go where we want to
A place where they will never find
And we can act like we come from out of this world
Leave the real one far behind
And we can dance
Danc¨¦e!

We can go when we want to
The night is young and so am I
And we can dress real neat from our hats to our feet
And surprise 'em with the victory cry
Say, we can act if want to
If we don't nobody will
And you can act real rude and totally removed
And I can act like an imbecile

[Refrain]
I say, we can dance, we can dance
Everything out of control
We can dance, we can dance
We're doing it from wall to wall
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody look at your hands
We can dance, we can dance
Everybody takin' the cha-a-a-ance

Safety dance
Is it safe to dance
Is it safe to dance

S-s-s-s A-a-a-a F-f-f-f E-e-e-e T-t-t-t Y-y-y-y
Safe, dance!

We can dance if we want to
We've got all your life and mine
As long as we abuse it, never gonna lose it
Everything'll work out right
I say, we can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well they're no friends of mine

[Refrain]

Is it safe to dance, oh is it safe to dance [6x]
Is it safe to dance

I've always liked this song by Black Sabbath. It's with Tony Iommi after Ozzy left. A slow song that you can dance to.

BORN AGAIN

As you look through my window
Deep into my room
The tapestries all faded
Their vague and distant glories concealed in the gloom

Icy fingers of forgotten passions
Softly brushing my lips
And the tips of my primitive soul

As you look through my door
Deep into my room
Can you feel the mighty wall power
It's waiting, waiting in the gloom

The distant shadows of forgotten champions
Those who live in me still
And will rise when we challenge and kill

Born again
You'll be born again
Oh, oh, oh

Look at this prince of evil
Fighting for your mind
Fighting all priests of shame

For the thrust of my challenge is aimed at the hearts
Of mutant gods who think we're all the same
They're controlling our minds
And they use us for fortune and fame

As you look through my window
Deep into my room
At your future and freedom
The grey and plastic retards all floating in circles
And as you taste the fruit of new sensations
Softly brushing your lips
As we rise when we challenge and kill

Born again
You'll be born again
Oh, ah
Born again
You'll be born again
If you want to be a king for a day just do what I say
Born again
You'll be born again
Everybody's got to think like a hunter just search for your prey
Born again
You'll be born
Be alive through the night and the day just do it my way

*AHEM*

"Some are better than others but there is never a..."

I actually do what my hands and mind tell me I can do...lately, it has been typing on a relatively friendly keyboard...I often have problems with small, delicate work, but I am thinking that I would like to try sculpting with eggshells and a Dreml Tool...

coming back online to strike another blow for critical mass. Are we there yet?

I look forward to chatting with you at some less stressful time, M-F, when my year-end catch-up rituals are accomplished and time resets itself in '05. A friend of mine battled through chronic fatigue so I know it's a toughie. but I must say, M-F, that you always seem outstandingly upbeat on this thread. Funny and clever!

May you kick the black dog soonest, and aim a blow at mine while you're at it.

Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo
You're living in your own Private Idaho
Living in your own Private Idaho
Underground like a wild potato.
Don't go on the patio.
Beware of the pool,
blue bottomless pool.
It leads you straight
right throught the gate
that opens on the pool.
You're living in your own Private Idaho.
You're living in your own Private Idaho.

Keep off the path, beware the gate,
watch out for signs that say "hidden driveways".
Don't let the chlorine in your eyes
blind you to the awful surprise
that's waitin' for you at
the bottom of the bottomless blue blue blue pool.

You're livin in your own Private Idaho. Idaho.
You're out of control, the rivers that roll,
you fell into the water and down to Idaho.
Get out of that state,
get out of that state you're in.
You better beware.

You're living in your own Private Idaho.
You're living in your own Private Idaho.

Keep off the patio,
keep off the path.
The lawn may be green
but you better not be seen
walkin' through the gate that leads you down,
down to a pool fraught with danger
is a pool full of strangers.

You're living in your own Private Idaho,
where do I go from here to a better state than this.
Well, don't be blind to the big surprise
swimming round and round like the deadly hand
of a radium clock, at the bottom, of the pool.

I-I-I-daho
I-I-I-daho
Woah oh oh woah oh oh woah oh oh
Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
Get out of that state
Get out of that state
You're living in your own Private Idaho,
livin in your own Private.... Idaho

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