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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/30/2007 9:27:19 PM | C'mon crank it up honey
But dont play that jive
I've been round the traps
And I know I'm alive
But dish it up easy?
Ya dreamin on that
But I'll party on with you
Ya know thats a fact
How loud does this sucker go?
Pound in the chest?
Light up the smile with the toons?
Thats the best
The music seduces
The eyes hold the key
And nothing thats less
Will be workin' on me*
Have fun though  | |
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/31/2007 3:39:37 PM | mmmmmmmmmmm, fun.................
The music seduces but so do my eyes..
The rhythms hypnotic but so are your thighs..
Not easy?, good, 'cause neither am I..
Of course that doesn't mean, that I won't try..
Confident, with reason, zest for the passion..
Slow dance to Enya, or Pantera, thrashin...
Pound the chest?, well now I'm laughin..
Hell let's jump from the cliff, feel the wind to brow crashin..
I ain't dreamin I'm teasin, without question pleasin.
Leaping, hands creeping, the small of your back..
Crooked smile, lingers, got your mind on track?..
I can see you emerging, as that shell slowly cracks..
Ya I'll crank it loud, hell till masks will break..
Feel the rush of pleasure, flesh born earthquake..
No mistake every drop of that sweat I'll take..
One things guaranteed, It will NOT be faked...
hehe.
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/31/2007 3:54:10 PM | Cdn strides in, takes a seat in the back
She's nursin' a tequila, knockin' 'em back
The guys are surprised, she's not usually seen here
but there's plenty they don't know 'bout Cdn, my dear.
She can keep up with the best of 'em, and that's a fact
but she won't accept no excuses, and she won't take no flak.
Pour me another, honey.... and don't you dare skimp
I'll drink with you till morning....I ain't no wimp.
Pull me onto the dance floor, play "Love Me Tender"
I'll melt into the music, and I'll make sure you surrender
to the motion and the magic and the heat of the night.
Whaddya say, boys? Ya ready, cuz ya better hang on tight.
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/31/2007 4:08:45 PM | Daaaaaaaaaamn, I knew you could fly!
Love me tender?, how about a hot salsa grind?..
Cause shit, never know what your gonna find..
Could be a part down deep, O what a treat..
Passion infused with lust, baby move those feet..
I got your back, feel my hand on your cheek..
Only the purest movements, 'cause that's what I seek..
What ya think?, heavy breathing, half way through the song...
I can last all night and my, mmmmmm, is long...
Gaze deep to these these blue eyes, they can make ya feel weak...
I love your hand there, soft fingers creep..
Plenty I don't know, goddamn right...
Take my hand sweet sista, and let's take flight!..........
mmmmmmmmm.
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/31/2007 4:19:50 PM | Salsa, the man says, and the jukebox agrees
Fire it up, honey.... I'll see you weak in the knees....
Let's move together to that Latin beat....
Hips move together.... creating heat
in places we never even knew we had
Man oh man.... this is gonna be SO BAD.
One arm around your neck the other hand where?
Ah, yes, how about ... right .... there .....
Mmmmm....... my senses are reeling, pulse is sky-high
It's been awhile since a man made me really s-i-g-h....
Head thrown back.... follow me now, baby....
your hands hold me tight.... and there ain't no maybe
'bout where this goes next....
toss another quarter into the jukebox.... there's a neck
that needs nuzzlin', hon.... are you steppin' up to the plate?
cuz I'm just gettin' warmed up....
Damn straight!
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/31/2007 4:43:16 PM | O Reeeaaaalllyyyy?.......
BURN IT!, set fire to that lonely jukebox..
Step up and step in, time to show em who Rocks!..
I love it, I crave it, slave to tha grind..
Truth smiles a crooked grin, never one like me find...
Minutes?, yeah hours, I'll take your time..
With it your body, what pleasure's I'll find?..
Breath deep, heart's alive with the touch of a MAN....
Time sways and walls bend, hair gripped by hand..
Won't step up to tha plate, shit I'll shatter it whole...
Replenish deep places, you forgot that they stole..
Ain't so bad baby, K, I'll follow you there..
Legs flexed, body spent, smile, while they stare...
Let's let it loose, kick some lamps to their grave..
Roll off tha bed, held a passionate slave..
But first hell let's kick it, By Truth's bar 'n Grill...
Drinks on tha house, cause I Love It...
When Their Real.....
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/31/2007 8:26:22 PM | ya, doll, let's kick it
long's you dont try to stick it
where it ain't welcome
but, i do want some
can you provide it for me
that's something i'd like to see
i'd give it a try
if you suggest it, by and by
but, 'til you do
i'll pretend i don't know you
and ignore your mails
but, won't tell tales
so...act accordingly
and then, we'll see
if there could be
anything between you 'n' me...
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/31/2007 8:42:27 PM | Is this life a test,spend the rest of my life walkin the test,
Came out the mothers womb, I've been blessed,
As soon as you c money, everthing changes,
friends and family rearrange,
forget having fame if I'm a screw up they remember my name,
if I c success they remember my name,
I never forget the hard trials I've came,
I git mad sometimes for know reason my mothers to blame,
show me respect for living this life,
I brush my hair back others sayin I floss,
always searchin for an answer that isn't their,
ask me what it is,
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/31/2007 8:44:37 PM | Liquor running like fire through my veins,
Loosening the brain, igniting the libido,
Smashing inhibition all to hell.
Yeah.
This is the place I like to be.
Free of all the bullshit, all the cultural constraint,
all the lies I tell myself in order to survive.
**** all that. Let’s get real.
Lets talk about what we really want, not what we ought to want.
I ought to want stability, security, permanent love, a 401-k plan,
a white picket fence.
But I would have to believe in the future to want that, and
there is no future, there is no past, there is only NOW.
So be here now, now is all there is.
What I want is something deep, real and right now.
I want to make love, I want to dance in the rain,
I want to talk for hours about the meaning of Howl,
I want to examine the meaning of my life,
I want to find god,
I want god to find me,
I want to be totally in touch with all my senses,
I want this moment to last forever... | |
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/31/2007 9:14:46 PM | It’s been one hell of a week
And I’m ready to fly
On past the bar to the patio in the sky
I’m not big on drinking it’s just not my style
Wine with dinner in crystal once in a while
A coffee with bailey’s filled up with whip cream
I do have a sweet tooth
And love to dance in a dream
Little lights swing from the branches of coconut trees
The soothing sway of the music wafting on the breeze
Wind chimes made of teak
A flush on my cheeks
As I twirl on the dance floor
Close to heaven’s door
I’m a girly girl who likes ribbons and lace
Long skirts floating as a sailboat on the lake
Romance is in my blood and seduction a must
Staring into the eyes of someone I trust
Sitting in rapture as the guitar gently plays
A little girl love of the magical haze
I crave the outdoors as a summer’s lament
A patio bar that is full of a hibiscus scent
Fine tune the instruments and open the mind
The night’s just begun to turn out a rhyme. | |
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 8/31/2007 11:17:28 PM | Shattered
I carried her in my head for years
The perfection scared me
she came to me as a child aware and awake
as I was then
I let her know my tainted soul but knew she couldn't see it
The roads led me to now but she always haunted
a reminder of what could be
and now 've come to know
true regret. | |
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| Truth's Bar 'n Grill........
Posted: 9/1/2007 1:00:49 AM | Then join us at the bar and grill?
The music's on, we've time to kill
Just sit a while or join on in
Cry silent or p'raps wear a grin?
'Mong friends and laughter bide a while
And hopefully...you'll find that smile
That one that glows but doesnt shout
Where's music's born that must get out
Take hold guitar and grab the mic
And serenade this crazy night
With chords and riffs unborn before
We're listening...hey..you know the score
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| where's the fucking Hornitos!?
Posted: 9/6/2007 2:43:08 AM | .
I can't believe this site is number one
it seams all the hoes are out for some fun
could it be that their off takin' on someone
another notch in the bed
when they wake up have dead
you'll know that someone well fed
got up and played you for a fool
makin' you look like you drool
upon satin sheets
from which you found your defeat
dating in the new millennium
like taking castrol oil spikes with plutonium
explosive in conception
but without firm direction................... | |
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| Truths Bar and Grill
Posted: 9/6/2007 5:31:24 AM | Slides in and take a seat at bar
And waves to those who've travelled far
To join us at the bar and grill
To sup a brew and take their fill
I've had a day of fun and laughs
A work mate came to take a bath (true)
And we caught up with others too
Who shared the work that now is thru
Bought seaweed sheets to sushi make
And on that thought we made a date
For others too to come and share
Make their own sushi. Will they dare? lol
Haven't had a sushi night for ages
Sushi, saki and japanese tea....
Ok...not bar and grill stuff but....
Is *me* stuff :)
Raises cup of saki in one hand and chop sticks in the other
*grins* | |
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| Truths Bar and Grill- sushi gives me the runs!
Posted: 9/6/2007 10:53:53 AM | .
I'm afraid of sushi
found in $4.99 buffets
the ship sailed but met plenty delays
when the fish spilled on land
the stench was sullen and bland
but as soon as it was trucked to Junko's cafe
it was on the spot.... raw salmonella
enough to sideline a strong, healthy fella
I couldn't resist the rolls of living sea urchins
with big ass tuna finding a way to my plexus
I think I'm gonna puke out the window of my Lexus
soaking my fish stain eyes
with good ole' american pies
give me apple pie ala mode'
to wash away the sushi-born-camode
I'll take proper precautions to issure
I won't eventually implode | |
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| Truths Bar and Grill
Posted: 9/7/2007 1:17:28 PM | Hey Tim...Good to see you back and posting, it was getting boring being the only deranged S.O.B. around here.....cheers.
Sounds like a good night Salty.....I have very large hands, broken a total of 8 times...not so good at the delicate art of rolling sushi, but, I love it.... , roll me one?.
Let the Slaughter of the English Language begin.
(how's that for irony?)VVVVVVhaha | |
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| Truths Bar and Grill
Posted: 9/7/2007 2:51:00 PM | To a friend that passed 5 years today.
Tracy.
Closed fist
bleeding wrist
how is it..
that it's come to this?
Subtle lips
midnight mist
echoing footsteps
venom drips
Cascading words
domino effect
lines drawn to her flesh
she sold her respect
Candle-light, bathtub
razor blade glint
eyes heavy, drifting
reality bent
She scrawled one word
one the wall, in blood
'free', I smiled
and in an odd way..
understood.
..T.. | |
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| Truths Bar and Grill
Posted: 9/7/2007 3:27:32 PM | K, time to have some fun.
Hi!, my name is stereo Truth
I've got eight screws loose and the above sentence
Is more than proof.
I don't drink, but I sure like sin
Fell of my rocker so many times..
I have a toothless grin
Don't wanna know where I've been
Out back wit da hillbilly's
Doin some pigs, but not drinken
I have a turtle named moe
Pimp snapper, with 30 hoes
You think I'm fukked
You should see his prose
Capitalist, or communist
He's got white shit on his nose
Asked him if he was back in business
He said no, it's tha blow
Yanno?
Have a dog named dusty
Barks alot, cause his inglish is rusty
You should she his bitch, man, she's busty
But he ain't fussy, just likes the pussy
Says poetry's for fags, winks, says trust me...
But I don't, cause he ties me up with a rope
Invites his buds over..for a lil human grope..
Damn dogs, have to say tho, better than the hillbilly hogs
Sick **stards, lipstick on a pig, what slobs
I'm not drinkin in L.A.
Tho sometimes I wish I was...
With that hot chick, my 'cus
It ain't incest if I keep it in the family?
Is it?
'Cause she looks pretty hot in that flour..
Alls I need is a board, a rope, and an hour.....
Goodnight folks you've been a great crowd...
But the hillbilly hogs calling..
And I ain't proud.
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| Truths Bar and Grill
Posted: 9/7/2007 8:20:22 PM | a place to stumble fall a puke
ah what a night
its all been good...i'm at my best
I aint pissed my pants.....hope not I guess
a few more shots should do the trick
good and numb before I'm sick
find a thing to take me home
if she begs me nice...my hands 'l roam
to drunk am I to do much more
stip me down on the kitchen floor
there a dog back there a lookin at me
next time I watch just where I pee
oh well no harm no foul was had
the locked the chickens up out back
I see the hogs are out again
seems that someone been in their pen
hey truth thats no girl in there
I think its a bull
but in girls underware
she ain't your type nor mine it seems
two more shots and she be in my dreams
crank up the noise
lets have a ball
some one lean me against the wall | |
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| Truths Bar and Grill
Posted: 9/7/2007 8:50:57 PM | Leans Highland against a wall and props a chair against him in case he sways
Better still, sits him in chair first then leans him against the wall......
Pigs you say? I'll take mine
Well done with chilli sauce
The sun's up here and barbies on
There's no place for remorse
So crank those toons and
Pass the plates all round
Good cheer is ours and then
Its homeward bound
Was bull you say dressed up?
With sun and sauce and good company
Just see if anyone gives a fvck
It all cooks up and goes down well
Mongst friends the eatin's always swell
Music blaring and mates all sharing
What more could you want?
Except maybe to fly?
And booze won't cut it in the air
You'll spread your wings but fall down stairs
So pass the pork chops or the bull
And feast with friends until we're full
Then sit around and stories tell
Let laughter ring out like a bell
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| Truths Bar and Grill
Posted: 9/7/2007 9:13:23 PM | Someone wheel me out the front door
Fukk ya the moonlight yeah I'm ready to ROAR!!!
Get that fukking Shado guy up of tha floor..
Someone show me to tha bouncer,
Gonna show em tha door!...
Come soar where the fukks your wings?
Step in, join me while I touch the winds..
mm sins, *grins*, come on, let me in...
Uncaged, let's rage, wanna know where I've been?
Yeah join me, I'm here sweatin on tha dance floor
Ain't lookin for a lady, mmmmmmm, want more......
I own tha club, it's a money thing...
So I ask ya Salty...
Can I buy ya a drink?
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