One of Rob's commenters just made me damned near rupture myself, laughing...
In the comments from a post of Rob's from June 1, 2004 about country music:
With all due respect, Jim, "Galveston" does NOT belong on this Top 10 list and neither does Barf Brooks! I've got no quarrel with any of the rest of them.Posted by: Ralph Gizzip on June 1, 2004 08:23 PM "Barf Brooks"...
I almost pissed myself laughing at that.... *still laughing* I can't stand that punk'in-headed fatass and in all the time I haven't liked him, I've heard him called a lot of things, but never that one before. Thanks, Ralph.
I'll be using that the next time someone brings him up in front of me.
Hell... I'll never refer to him as anything but that from now on. And, yeah, I do like a couple of his songs- Shameless, The Dance- it's HIM I don't like. Gotta say, I heartily agree with "El Capitan", three comments above Ralph...
George Jones' "He Stopped Loving Her Today" should always be the #1 song on any half decent country music list. That song could always drop me to my knees... even before I began associating it with Rob so strongly.
She told him, "You'll forget in time."
As the years went slowly by,
She still prayed upon his mind. He kept her picture on the wall.
Went half crazy now and then.
But he still loved her through it all,
Hoping she'd come back again. Kept some letters by his bed,
Dated 1962.
He had underlined in red
Every single 'I love you'. I went to see him just today,
But I didn't see no tears.
All dressed up to go away,
First time I'd seen him smile in years. He stopped loving her today,
They placed a wreath upon his door,
And soon they'll carry him away,
He stopped loving her today. You know, she came to see him last time.
And we were all wonderin' if she would.
And it kept runnin' through my mind,
This time he's over her for good. He stopped loving her today,
They placed a wreath upon his door,
And soon they'll carry him away,
He stopped loving her today.
That is one of the BEST love songs ever written.
And, as sad as it is, what's even sadder is that Jennifer will never understand any of it... what she had, what she threw away, or how true that song really is about those two.
Almost every word of that song was true for him about her.
Change that date from "1962" to "1992" and I'll bet it would be closer to perfect than it already is. Typical Rob right here... taking me from laughing my ass off to tear-filled eyes all in one post. Goddamn, I miss him. And, I'll tell ya another thing... eating just one Lay's potato chip and walking away has got to be easier than reading just one post of Rob's and trying to get up and do anything else. It's almost 1:30am and I'm supposed to be baking a cake. AND, the house could use a tweakin', yet here I sit, telling myself, "Just one more cigarette's worth of posts, then I'll get to that other shit."
A pack and half later... here I still sit. There just is no "good" place to stop. I've had as many as about 10 or 12 windows open at once with various posts of his in 'em, I have more bookmarked posts and "saved" pictures and just stuff...
Believe me, it takes me less time to type out these long-assed posts of mine than it does to be able to choose which of his posts to use over there. *about two hours later* Jeez... this stupid computer was running so s-l-o-w-l-y that I wandered off, waiting for something (I don't even remember what) to load and now it's about 4:30am, the cake is done (almost cool, in fact), most of the tweaking of the house is also done, AND I ran all the "clean up crap" on this thing. Now, I'm about to run back to the stupid store for a coupla things I forgot earlier. When I get back, I'm gonna finish the house, ice the cake and get a shower. After that, I'm gonna run a piece of the cake up the road to some guy who works for the Boss who I "met" last night. As I was going to the store the first time, I again saw some bonehead spotlighting for deer by shining said spotlight into the pasture where our horses are. This pisses me off to no end. The last moron I saw doing that, I pulled up behind in the (ex-cop) car and didn't go around him like he wanted, no... I "escorted" his foolish ass right the hell on down the road.
Three roads, in fact.
Then, I stopped by the State Police barracks and asked if it's by any chance ILLEGAL to be spotlighting for deer in a HORSE PASTURE, to which the reply was "no", accompanied by a look that suggested I may be slightly left of center.
(Smartass...) So, seeing as to how HUNTERS get shot and they wear that ugly-assed ORANGE and my horses have no such "protection", to my mind, it's only a mtter of time before one of those chucklefucks shoots one of the horses, hence I don't appreciate assholes spotlighting the field they're in.
Not to mention the fact that it seems to me I'm on my own to prevent this. Make sense?
Right. Well, like I said, last night I caught another dorkus doing it. Backing off a step, I decided to "only" shoot him the bird as his pickup headlights swept my car when he made his left onto the road I live on. (I was sitting at the stop sign...)
Anyway, he beeps at me and turns around.
Started following me down the road, SO, I led him right to the State Police barracks, where we "met" in the driveway and he asked me what I did that for, and said, "I work for ________." (The guy who owns this place...) I explained to him how VERY much I detest people doing what he was doing and apologized since he works for our Bossman and everything was okay.
Except... I still feel bad about how much it bothered him that I shot him the bird. He said, "I wave at you all the time and you wave right back, so why'd ya do that this time?", as if I could see who the hell he was in the dark. "Why'd ya lead me here?", he wanted to know. "Because you chased me down the road", I said. "Well, whaddaya expect me to do when you do that?", ha asks. "Shoot it back at me and go on", I replied. I mean, really, who gives a good godamn about being shot the bird... besides this guy, apparently? So anyway, to PROVE that I meant the apology more than the bird, I'm gonna take him a piece of cake and we're just gonna move the fuckin' horses outta that field before I end up beating the dogshit outta the next putz who spotlights it. You aren't supposed to be shooting deer in a field with livestock in it anyway, so what the hell do they need to spotlight it for?
Even if the King of all Bucks was standing there, they couldn't shoot him, so why do they wanna know what's out there? Christ, (some) hunters are some stupid fucks.
And, they really give the rest of 'em one hell of a reputation to live down. Well anyway... I've got a buncha shit to go get done, so, I'm outta here. Peace
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Sure...go on and post one a the few country singers songs that I like...now I have to go get drunk...and cry...a lot...why listening to George Jones...I just may throw in some Hank Williams Sr. and Johnny Cash (I have every song released by them) so I hope that you are happy. I might as well listen to some blues while I am at it.
Posted by: oleblue at October 27, 2006 04:03 PM (Lv180)
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Aw, Honey...
Just make sure "the blues" is Stevie Ray Vaughan.
He's got enough "upbeat" stuff to make ya happy again...
("Pipeline", "White Boots", etc.)
And, yeah, Ol' Possum makes me cry, too...
(Until I think about that story about him and the riding lawn mower...
Tammy was trying to keep him from drinking while she wasn't home, so she took the keys to all their cars with her. George decided he needed to get to the liquor store anyway and upon finding out what she'd done, got pissed and rode his riding mower to the store instead... *giggle* That goof...)
Just make sure "the blues" is Stevie Ray Vaughan.
He's got enough "upbeat" stuff to make ya happy again...
("Pipeline", "White Boots", etc.)
And, yeah, Ol' Possum makes me cry, too...
(Until I think about that story about him and the riding lawn mower...
Tammy was trying to keep him from drinking while she wasn't home, so she took the keys to all their cars with her. George decided he needed to get to the liquor store anyway and upon finding out what she'd done, got pissed and rode his riding mower to the store instead... *giggle* That goof...)
Posted by: Stevie at October 27, 2006 04:26 PM (E0nkk)
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All those shows you named ROCK ... and I especially loved when Jan Hooks from SNL joined the Designing Women ensemble ...
... but a song recommendation, if I may, which *always* tears me up ... check out One Last Time by Glen Campbell.
You'll thank me ... a billion times better than anything Barf Brooks ever did (... that was really funny ...)
... but a song recommendation, if I may, which *always* tears me up ... check out One Last Time by Glen Campbell.
You'll thank me ... a billion times better than anything Barf Brooks ever did (... that was really funny ...)
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