When I hold you in my arms (Ooh, oh, yeah)
And I feel my finger on your trigger (Ooh, oh, yeah)
I know nobody can do me no harm (Ooh, oh, yeah)
Because…
(Happiness) Is a warm gun, mama (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Happiness is a warm gun, yes, it is (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Whadda buncha maroons. “Long Hot Summer” in these terms has been immortalized in the language since at least 1967. But some wet-behind-the-ears jamoke just “discovered” it again.
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ZZ Top – should have Mia for the uh, harmony, yeah, that’s the ticket.
If Ian is in the front row, Mari’s over the shoulder look just put his heart in atrial flutter.
That loud boom you just heard was Zed’s head asploding.
clear ether
eon
Glad we had boys.
Glad we had only boys.
Thumbs, ER, up
Thumbs up
Thumbs?
And the Great State of South Carolina Votes Owens & Owens!!
Up, UP! A thousand times UP!!!
Zar Belk!
One guy I know’s having a heart attack, is ZED….
Hmmm … bun lovers too.
No more calls, we have two winners here !!!
That red top looks like it just exceeded its maximum design stress load!
Zar Belk!
Love that song. Especially her sharp surprise inhale and contented sigh exhale at the beginning.
So, the dusters and Stetsons “magically disappeared.”
The real trick would be if the balloon of Sam was now wearing a Stetson a duster.
The only reason Sam doesn’t win reelection in a landslide is if nobody else files to run against her.
When I hold you in my arms (Ooh, oh, yeah)
And I feel my finger on your trigger (Ooh, oh, yeah)
I know nobody can do me no harm (Ooh, oh, yeah)
Because…
(Happiness) Is a warm gun, mama (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Happiness is a warm gun, yes, it is (Bang, bang, shoot, shoot)
Speaking of warm guns and hot stuff…
https://www.msn.com/en-us/health/healthy-lifestyle/new-study-finds-tragic-factor-contributing-to-thousands-of-gun-deaths-nationwide/ar-AA17WWbZ?li=BBnb7Kz
Of course it’s a climate thing. And I don’t mean the earth.
Well, it is springtime in Ukraine.
Whadda buncha maroons. “Long Hot Summer” in these terms has been immortalized in the language since at least 1967. But some wet-behind-the-ears jamoke just “discovered” it again.
Did Auntie Naomi ever teach them how to knife fight…
Did the girls remember the sunscreen?