Title: Want to get a peak at Mudboy Slim and some other bushbot freepers? Source:
[None] URL Source:[None] Published:Dec 2, 2007 Author:FuhQuePunk Post Date:2007-12-02 18:29:59 by Itisa1mosttoolate Keywords:None Views:4827 Comments:201
I know that that the surplus money is not longer put into trust and now goes into the general fund. That's the problem.
One of the first things Bush did was undo the trust the Clinton established and funnel the money back into the general fund. Now about 60% passes through for payment and about 40% is used to help pay for the tax cuts.
I said "If the money was put into a trust" the system would be solvent.
Then your name should be the first one on every petition. How long did it take you to compose your group's them song? Where did you come up with the idea for the title - "NOTHING COULD BE FINER THAN TO BE THE #1 VAGINA IN THE MORNING"?
It's just a list of patriots who want to tell Bush we're behind him if he wants to step outside the constitution.
Collaborator.
"When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible but in the end, they always fall -- think of it, ALWAYS." ~ Mahatma Ghandi
MUDBOY SLIM WAS BORN in Lintpick, Louisiana, in the 1950s.* His father, Wayne, made what living he could selling military secrets to the Soviets. Since the elder Stomp held only the rank of Army cook, there wasn't much market for his information. (He would often bitterly claim, "the stupid Russians don't realize that an army travels on its stomach!") Somehow, the family eked by.
Because of Dad's line of work, the Stomps had to move frequently. In addition to living in 17 parishes in Louisiana and 9 different counties in Georgia, Alabama, and Arkansas, young Mud grew up in Baltimore, Pittsburgh, and Detroit, always feeling out of place in the northern towns. The locals would encourage this feeling by beating young Mudboy senseless on a weekly basis. "Something about his face," a childhood friend explained.
Mudboy got his first guitar on his 12th birthday, though his father refused to buy any strings for it until Mud was almost fourteen. Still, this didn't prevent him from practicing six hours a day for two years. It is this early, stringless, tuneless, playing that accounts for much of Mudboys imaginary unique style.
Mudboy married for the first time at seventeen. Then, again, at eighteen, and finally settled down with the "love of my life" at age 20. She left him after two weeks, carrying another boy's child. That's when Mudboy ran away from home for good.
Mud spent the late '60s playing in barely-adequate bar bands ** along the east coast, usually leaving the groups, and town, just ahead of the police.
MUDBOYS FIRST BREAK came when he was working as a janitor at the famous Record Plant recording studio. Late one night, he snuck into a studio to "fool around." While recording a series of "blistering solos," he managed to erase the master tape of Simon & Garfunkel's "Bridge Over Troubled Water." He was fired immediately, but an assistant engineer kept a dub of the solo and six months later Mudboy was invited to play on a Spooky Tooth session.
Asked to leave the recording session because of his aggressive drunkenness, Mudboy stumbled into another failed session-man, drummer "Spud" "Skank" Noonan, who was lying in the alley behind the studio. Spud had been beaten profusely around the head by someone Mudboy claimed to be a Democrat. Further accounts stated that Spud could only say RAT over and over. It is rumored this scarred Mudboy for life. Immediately, they decided to start a band. Almost immediately, they decided to get something more to drink.
While attempting to rob the liquor store, Mudboy and "Skank" met Tommy "Low Balls" Holliman, an air bass player, who was also attempting to rob the liquor store. Thus, in the paddywagon on the way to the police station, was Blacktooth formed.
After receiving suspended sentences, the trio began practicing in earnest and in Holliman's mother's house. Realizing that their sound was "too huge" for the battered equipment they possessed, the young men fell upon a plan to finance both a really loud sound system and their first album.
Unfortunately, Mrs. Holliman hadn't been able to keep up the payments on her homeowners policy and, while she wasn't completely killed in the "accident," relations with her son were strained, to the point that the band was forced to find a new place to practice.
Deciding that the "shortest distance between two points is prob'ly illegal anyway,"Mudboy and the band broke into the Record Plant and, recording secretly between 4 and 5 o'clock in the morning over the course of a month, produced the premier Blacktooth album, Butt Nekkid.
The cover, a Polaroid self-portrait of the band "mooning" the viewer, was banned in every state in the Union, save Louisiana. "Hell," said Parish Sheriff "Buzz" Weamer, "we seen that sad sight before."
"That was like a concept album," Mudboy would later comment, though he never elaborated on what exact "concept" was intended, and critics never noticed. He did go on to say, Seein the music was just too damne hard to play, they just borrowed other peoples music and added rat to a lot of the lyrics. What was clear was the almost-hit song, "Jackknife." An instant anthem among "Wildcat" truckers and other scofflaws, it debuted at number 99 on the Billboard Hot 100 and over the course of three weeks moved all the way up to number 93 before falling into oblivion.
Blacktooth, the band, would take a while longer to reach that destination.
MUDBOY SLIM IS CURRENTLY TOURING UNDER THE AUSPICES OF A 15,000-HOUR COMMUNITY SERVICE PLEA BARGAIN.
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For further information contact: Roadie Over Productions, P.O. Box 2810, Merrifield, VA 22116
* Mudboy is notoriously vague about his age. It is generally agreed that however old he is, he looks at least 15 years older.
** Among the bands: Raw Nerve; Cavity; Abscess; The Depraved; Stink; Dirty White Trash; The Love People.
"When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible but in the end, they always fall -- think of it, ALWAYS." ~ Mahatma Ghandi
I said "If the money was put into a trust" the system would be solvent.
Yes, and if "if's and ands" were "pennies and pounds" everyone would surely have all they need. Did you not read either of the articles I linked to which prove that there is NOTHING in the alleged trust funds but government IOU's? Now I submit to you that that is quite a racket. Steal money from people, under color of law--a "law" which doesn't apply to most of them at that--and then write IOU's to cover it and keep them in house. Wouldn't we all like a deal like that? Well, maybe not all of us because it is a scam and very crooked but they sure have gotten by with it a long time.
Liberty is not a means to a higher political end. It is itself the highest political end. Lord Acton
The King of Lyin' smugly bows... "Respect the EX-Prez," we're told... "Protests shall cease...he'll be gone soon... Just leave Ol' Slick alone!!"
Has the Right lost its mind?! DETHRONE LEFT'S WHORE!! Lib'rals kill with great delight... The Right must fight this War... Folks, throw down the gauntlet now... Rest not 'til Slick's DETHRONED!! Side-by-side, we'll freep and fight... Right shall win this Culture War!! Ohh-oh-ah-oahhhhh...
Hey...Dems gotta wonder... How far protectin' Slick they'll go! Ain't waitin' fer some Righteous Republicans... To stand up and Re-Impeach Left's 'HO!! The Wisdom of the Forefathers told... "Preserve Equal Justice!!" Imprison Slick 'cuz Law don't care... 'Tween naif or President...No nooooo!! This Country is worth the fight... Truth shall CONDEMN Left's Blight!! Lib'rals enslave folks brown and black... The Med'yuh feeds their dread...ohhhh... Fear is the Lib'rals' Plight... Publik-skewl-ignorantized!!! This World is filled with Good and Bad... How will our children know?! Ohh...now...ohh-oh-ohhh...
Orwell, yer book wuz WRONG... Bold patriots taught me so... Fine time fer an uprise... RE-IMPEACH THE CHI-COM 'HO!! The Pain of War cannot exceed... Waco's burnt stench of Death!! Our drums shall shake Slick's HarlemHalls... Our guitars shall steal Slick's breath!! Fight on...sing fer our Nation...Fight on... VOTE RIGHT...the Left shall fall!! No need for Fear...we'll set things Right... Our Might'll transform the World!! Dance with the freepin' Right... Sing 'til the mornin' lights!! History looms...be Strong and Bold... We'll bring True Justice back!! Bring it back...
At last, Reagan'll be smilin'... At Guv'ment small and nice. We have caged The Butcher of Christians... Sic Semper Tyrannis!!!! Ahhh...ee-eye-ohhhh...ahhh-ah-ahh...
Bring it back...RE-IMPEACH...bring it back...then CONVICT...bring it back...INDICT Slick...bring it back...then CONVICT...
Oh now...oh now...oh now...YES, NOW...oh now...oh now...oh now... Bring it back...RE-IMPEACH...bring it back...then CONVICT...bring it back... Ooh now...ooh now...YES, NOW ooh... Ooh now...ooh now...YES, NOW SING IT!! Sing it...sing it...sing it...sing it...sing it...sing it........
Regards...MUD
1 Posted on 09/01/2000 08:44:48 PDT by Mudboy Slim (The Anti-Clinton!!)
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
If that means I have no problem speaking out against the scumbag neocons, the atheist Ashkenazim and the satanic people like yourself who supporter them then I am proud to be one.
Are you for Bush stepping outside of the Constitution?
"When I despair, I remember that all through history the way of truth and love has always won. There have been tyrants and murderers and for a time they seem invincible but in the end, they always fall -- think of it, ALWAYS." ~ Mahatma Ghandi
Cool...someday you can let me in on the secret. So, did you know the Freeper "Old Friend"? If I recall, she was a lady who did not share my respect for Rush Limbaugh...LOL!!
Regards...MUD
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
Oh, say can you see, by the dawn's early light, What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses? Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, In full glory reflected now shines on the stream: 'Tis the star-spangled banner! O long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion A home and a country should leave us no more? Their blood has wiped out their foul footstep's pollution. No refuge could save the hireling and slave From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand Between their loved homes and the war's desolation! Blest with victory and peace, may the heaven-rescued land Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just, And this be our motto: "In God is our trust." And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Francis Scott Key (1779 - 1843)
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
We played King of the Mountain...I'd always win. Those boyz came chargin' up the hill...and I'd whup 'em into MEN!! Now we've only so much time...fight or our Liberty'll Fade Away!! We have our own roads to ride...and choices we gotta make!! We'll stand side by side...each one fightin' fer the other... We said until we died, we'd always be BloodBrothers!!
Folks, there's VILEness in this World...don'let it grind yer dreams away!!! SlickWillieFOOLS're jokes!! Dudes, Fer Justice We Shall Pray!! 'Cuz what once seemed Black and White...Lib'rals turned to shades of gray... We lose ourselves in work...work to do and bills to pay... It's been a wild, wild ride...and there ain't much cover... Yer the ones helpin' me stay Right...yer MUD's brothers!!
(Mudboy on harp)
Some of my FReeper friends're dead...others left and shan't be back. Still, we're movin' ahead...MUD ain't never lookin' back!! Bros, I know just how you feel...I know YOU know "We're Doing Right!!" If I've fallen 'neath the wheel, if I've lost or I've gained sight... I don't even know why, I don't know why I wrote this song... Or if any of this matters anymore after all....
But the Gipper's burnin' bright...livin' history uncovered... MUD'll keep grooooovin' through the dark...with y'all in my heart... Yer MUD's brothers!!
(Mudboy takin' it home on the harmonica...Slick Willie impersonator on saxaphone)
Sic Semper Tyrannis...MUD (03/11/2003)
BTW...this is dedicated to my three younger bro's, the oldest of whom is an AF Captain, away from his wife and two boys who are based in Ramstad, Germany. Springsteen ROCKS...I rest my case.
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
Dem sheeple call MUD a spaced-out boy.....yeah... 'Cuz I see a future that's Just. Some ol' friends call me Moe Reese... 'Cuz I seek the Imprisonment of S.C.U.M.**!!
Sheeple squawk, "Let Willie Be!!" Say Right's tellin' you wrong, steerin' you wrong... Well, don't you worry, Nation, don't worry... Cause MUD's right here--fightin'--right here where he belongs!!
'Cuz MUD's a freeper...MUD's a grinnin'... Slick's a Felon...should be in prison... We'll freep Left's music 'gainst RATS' S.C.U.M.**!!
I ain't jokin'...Laws've been broken... DemRATS' are misspoken... Demand Justice fer Slick's TREASON!! Wooo Hooooo Wooo Hooo...!!
(CM and the BigMan workin' the guitars)
Slick's the cutest thing that Bill's cellmates'll see... Prisoners LOVE DemPhatThighs...gonna make Slick SQUEEEEAL!!! Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time... Sue me, Willie...if MUD don't git this just Right!!
Folks, keep freepin'...'gainst Bill Clinton!! Slick's a Felon...must be imprisoned... We'll sing MUD's music with Ol' Rush!!
I ain't jokin'...Truth's unspoken... Slick's a Crim'nal Joker!! Nation, REJECT RATS' Commie S.C.U.M.**!!
(Mo' funky guitar)
WOO HOOO WOOO HOOOO...!! Patriots, keep talking about Slick Willie... 'Cuz Ol' Slick did US all wrong-ong... Well don't you worry, don't worry, no don't worry, Country!! Cause MUD's right here...Slick's TOAST!!
Slick's the cutest thing that Bill's cellmates'll see... Prisoners LOVE DemPhatThighs...gonna make Slick SQUEEEEAL!!! Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time... Sue me, Willie...if MUD don't git this just Right!!
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...MUD (06/12/03)
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!