My esurience is lost

'cuz I just et a whole stack o' Ritz. :bounce:

:hi:

I prefer Hot Fudge Sundae and S'more Pop-Tarts.

Y'know, the kind without fur.

If I told her the truth, she'd hide mice in my socks. :scared:



Oh, hey — see where I used your photo?

Where?

Twisted Sister

"are you feeling the fire?
are you ready to explode?
are your dreams and desires
riding down an open road?
i'm like a runaway
a heart without a home
others can laugh and play
i'll fight for every inch i take
i'm desperate to the bone

stay hungry
feel the fire
stay hungry
don't explode
stay hungry
with desire
stay hungry you're alone

be the hunter and the hunted
keep your target in your sight
don't be side tracked or shunted
let pretenders feel your bite
and if you start to slide
never show you're weak
don't feel you've got to hide
remember what you're fighting for
remember what you seek

stay hungry
feel the fire
stay hungry
don't explode
stay hungry
with desire
stay hungry you're alone
all right!"

My lyrics site says "you're alone" but I felt sure it was "all your life" which makes much more sense lyrically. But why should Twisted Sister make sense?

:)

With French onion dip. :9

Would you mind standing down-wind? Thanks.

with my epiglottis.

Glottis Kravitz.





(Hmmm... should this thread be combined with the one on Ann Wilson's pipes?)