Dean Campbell <Camb0Rulez93>
"Now get off my dick Dick's too short a word for my dick Get off my antidisestablishmentarianism, you prick"
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 | Peanutbutter Jelly Time..:D | 7/23/10 | ||
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| Blog | 5/30/10 | ||
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| ""FOLLOW THE INSTRUCTIONS - DO NOT CHEAT OR IT WON'T WORK AND YOU WILL WISH YOU HADN`T. TAKE 3 MINUTES TRY THIS - IT WILL FREAK YOU OUT. THE PERSON?S SITE WHICH THIS WAS ON SAID HER WISH CAME TRUE 10 MINUTES AFTER SHE FORWARDED THIS TO HER SITE! NO CHEATING !!!! THIS GAME HAS A FUNNY / CREEPY OUTCOME. DO NOT READ AHEAD, JUST DO IT. IT TAKES ABOUT 3 MINUTES - WORTH A TRY 1st. Get PEN and PAPER 2nd. WHEN CHOOSING NAMES, MAKE SURE THEY ARE REAL PEOPLE THAT YOU ACTUALLY KNOW 3rd. GO WITH YOUR FIRST INSTINCTS !!!!! Very important for good results. 4th. SCROLL DOWN ONE LINE AT THE TIME DON`T READ AHEAD otherwise YOU WILL RUIN THE FUN. 1. On a blank sheet of paper, WRITE NUMBERS 1 through 11 in a COLUMN on the LEFT. 2. BESIDE the NUMBERS 1 & 2, WRITE DOWN ANY 2 NUMBERS YOU WANT. DO YOU HAVE A FAVORITE NUMBER? 3. BESIDE the NUMBERS 3 & 7, WRITE DOWN THE NAMES OF TWO MEMBERS OF THE OPPOSITE SEX. CAUTION: DO NOT LOOK AHEAD or IT WILL NOT TURN OUT RIGHT 4. WRITE ANYONE S NAME (like FRIENDS or FAMILY...) next to 4, 5, & 6. DON`T CHEAT OR YOU`LL BE UPSET THAT YOU DID 5. WRITE down FOUR SONG TITLES in 8, 9, 10, & 11 6. Finally, MAKE A WISH ARE YOU READY? HERE IS THE KEY TO THE GAME 1. THE NUMBER of PEOPLE YOU MUST TELL ABOUT THIS GAME is found in SPACE 2 2. THE PERSON IN SPACE 3 IS THE ONE YOU LOVE 3. THE PERSON YOU LIKE but your relationship CANNOT WORK is in SPACE 7 4. YOU CARE MOST about the PERSON you put in SPACE 4 5. THE PERSON YOU NAME IN NUMBER 5 IS THE ONE WHO KNOWS YOU VERY WELL. 6. THE PERSON YOU NAMED IN 6 IS THE YOUR LUCKY STAR 7. THE SONG IN 8 IS THE SONG THAT MATCHES WITH THE PERSON IN NUMBER 3 8. THE TITLE IN 9 IS THE SONG FOR THE PERSON IN 7 9. THE 10TH SPACE IS THE SONG THAT TELLS YOU MOST ABOUT YOUR MIND 10. AND 11 IS THE SONG TELLING HOW YOU FEEL ABOUT LIFE 11. NUMBER 1 IS YOUR LUCKY NUMBER PUT THIS ON YOUR SITE WITHIN AN HOUR OF READING THIS. F YOU DO, YOUR WISH WILL COME TRUE. IF YOU FAIL TO, IT WILL BECOME THE OPPOSITE STRANGE HOW IT SEEMS TO WORK" | ||||
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| The Guy Love 4rm Scrubs | 1/13/09 | ||
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| [J.D.] Let's face the facts about me and you, A love unspecified. Though I'm proud to call you "Chocolate Bear," The crowd will always talk and stare. [Turk] I feel exactly those feelings, too And that's why I keep them inside. 'Cause this bear can't bear the world's disdain, And sometimes it's easier to hide, Than explain our [J.D. and Turk] Guy love, That's all it is, Guy love, He's mine, I'm his, There's nothing gay about it in our eyes. [Turk] You ask me 'bout this thing we share, [J.D.] And he tenderly replies, [Turk] It's guy love [J.D. and Turk] Between two guys. [Turk] We're closer than the average man and wife, [J.D.] That's why our matching bracelets say Turk and J.D. [Turk] You know I'll stick by for the rest of my life. [J.D.] You're the only man who's ever been inside of me. [Turk] Whoa, I just took out his apendix. [J.D.] There's no need to clarify, [Turk] Oh no? [J.D.] Just let it grow more and more each day. It's like I married my best friend, [Turk] But in a totally manly way. [J.D. and Turk] Let's go! It's guy love, Don't compromise, The feeeling of some other guy, Holding up your heart, Into the sky. [J.D.] I'll be there to care through all the lows. [Turk] I'll be there to share the highs. [J.D. and Turk] It's guy love, Between two guys. [J.D.] And when I say, "I love you, Turk," It's not what it impies. [J.D. and Turk] It's guy love Between Two Guys | ||||
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| Origins Of The Campbell Clan | 7/23/08 | ||
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| The Chief's Coat of ArmsThe origins of Clan Campbell are uncertain. The earliest attested Campbell is Gilleasbaig of Menstrie (floruit 1260s), father of Cailean M�r, from whom the chiefs of the clan are thought to have taken their style MacCailean M�r. The byname kambel is recorded at this time. Fanciful reconstructions derive it from the French de Campo Bello, but the likely source is the caimbeul, an Early Modern Irish or Gaelic by name meaning wry mouth, crooked mouth or twisted mouth.[1] Regarding the earlier ancestors of Clan Campbell, there is good evidence that the Campbells themselves traced their descent from an earlier kindred known as the Mac Duibne, or perhaps the U� Duibne. It has been suggested that the family's early landholdings, around Menstrie, and in Cowal, were related to the partition of the Mormaerdom of Mentieth in 1213, and that Gilleasbuig may have been a kinsman of Mormaer Muireadhach M�r. The lands around Loch Awe, which would later form the core of their possessions, were not held at an early date. The name begins to be established in Argyll at the end of the 13th century, as followers of the Earl of Lennox, with Campbells owning lands in Kintyre and the famous warrior Cailean M�r (Great Colin) knighted (1280) and established at Loch Awe. Cailean M�r's older brother established at Strachur forming the oldest branch of Clan Campbell, see Campbell of Strachur. Between 1200 and 1500 the Campbells emergerd as one of the most powerful families in Gaelic speaking Scotland, dominant in Argyll and capable of wielding a wider influence and authority in the Hebrides and western Highlands | ||||
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| Meaning Of Campbell | 7/23/08 | ||
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| Campbell is a Gaelic surname of two separate origins. One comes from the family name of a Scottish clan. A separate surname of Irish origins come from the Irish Mac Cathmhaoil meaning son of the battle chieftain. A study by scientists at Trinity College offers support for claims that Mac Cathmhaoil are descended from 5th century Irish king Niall of the Nine hostages, or, at least, paternally related to other families believed to be his descendants. | ||||
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| Manchester United Songs And Chants | 7/12/08 | ||
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| * My old man said be a city fan; I said bullshit you're a cunt; I'd rather shit a bucket with a big hole in it, then be a City fan for just one minute... * We Shall Not Be Moved "We shall not we shall not be moved; just like a team, that's going to win the football league (again); we shall not be moved" * "If you want to go to heaven when you die; you must keep the Red Flag flying high; Get yourself a red bonnet; and put 'Fuck the Scousers' on it; If you want to go to heaven when you die" * "Ruud Van Nistelrooy tra la la la" * "You're just a small town in Portsmouth" * "U-N-I-T-E-D, United are the team for me with a nick nack paddy wack give the dog a bone; why don't City Fuck off home" * For ever and ever we'll follow the boys; of Man United; the Busby Babes..." Songs Anderson-son-son- (tune: Agadoo) Anderson-son-son He's better than Kleberson; Anderson-son-son He's our midfield magician; To the left, to the right Do the samba dance tonight; He is class, with the brass and he shits on Fabregas Glazer's Going To Die- Going to die, Going to die, Malcolm Glazer's going to die How we kill him I don't know, cut him up from head to toe All I know is Glazer's going to die That boy Ronaldo- He plays on the left He plays on the right That boy Ronaldo Makes England look shite! Fergie Wonderland- Mourinho are you listening, You'd better keep our trophy glistening; 'Coz we'll be back in May, to take it away, walking in a Fergie Wonderland! Every Single One of Us- Now every single one of us Loves Alex Ferguson Loves Alex Ferguson Loves Alex Ferguson Now every single one of us Loves Alex Ferguson United Road- Tune: Country Road United Road, take me home To the place, I belong; To Old Trafford, to see United; Take me home, United road Pride of All Europe- (tune: just one of those songs) We are just one of those teams, That you see now and then; We often score six, But we seldom score ten, "We beat 'em at home, And we beat and we beat 'em away, We kill any bastards, That get in our way. We are the pride of all Europe, The cock of the North, We hate the Scousers, the Cockneys of course; We are United, Without any doubt, We are the Manchester boys." United Calypso- "If ever they are playing in your town, You must get to that football ground; Take a lesson come and see, Football taught by Matt Busby; Manchester, Manchester United; A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes, They deserve to be knighted!" Poor Little Scouser- He's only a poor little scouser His face is all tattered and torn He made me feel sick So I hit him with a brick And now he can't sing anymore! The Red Flag- United's flag is deepest red, It shrouded all our Munich dead, Before their limbs grew stiff and cold, Their heart's blood dyed it's ev'ry fold. Then raise United's banner high, Beneath it's shade we'll live and die, So keep the faith and never fear, We'll keep the Red Flag flying here. We'll never die, we'll never die, We'll never die, we'll never die, We'll keep the Red flag flying high, 'Cos Man United will never die Glory Glory Man United- Glory, glory, Man United, Glory, glory, Man United, Glory, glory, Man United, And the reds go marching on, on, on. Just like the Busby Babes in Days gone by We'll keep the Red Flags flying high You've got to see yourself from far and wide You've got to hear the masses sing with pride United! Man United! We're the boys in Red and we're on our way to Wem-ber-ly Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly! We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly! We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly In Seventy-Seven it was Docherty Atkinson will make it Eighty-Three And everyone will know just who we are They'll be singing 'Que Sera Sera' United! Man United! We're the boys in Red and we're on our way to Wem-ber-ly Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly! We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly! We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly Glory Glory Man United Glory Glory Man United Glory Glory Man United As the Reds Go Marching On! On! On! (3x) Song Lyrics: Tune: Bob The Builder Kevin Keegan, Can he fix it? Kevin Keegan, Can he fuck! City Are a Massive Club Tune: He's got the whole world in his hands They've got the tallest floodlights in the Football League... They've got the tallest floodlights in the Football League... They've got the tallest floodlights in the Football League... Oh! city are a massive club! Other verses: They've got the widest pitch in the land They've got 54 players and they're no fucking good They've got Curly Watts as a celebrity fan They play at Gresty Road and Edgerly Park They go to Wrexham and Cardiff on Euro-aways They had the future England Captain, but his cruciate went They won the Shamrock Trophy in 92 They've got 3 stars on their new club badge They've got exec boxes with a balcony They've had seventeen managers in twenty years They take 25,000 to every away You can see Old Trafford from the Kippax Stand They've got the best goalie the world has ever seen They're the second-best team in Division Two They have a civic reception when they've won fuck all They had a continental Laser Blue Kappa Kit They're going to turn Manchester into Milan They signed Spencer Prior on deadline day They've got the Gallagher brothers in the Guvernors They took a quarter of a million to Ewood Park They've got 3007 in a temporary stand They've got the tallest corner flags in the world They invade their pitch when they win 3 points They won the Shamrock Trophy in '92 They had Ryan Giggs on schoolboy forms They've got a farmyard animal and they play him up front They've got three million fans in Manchester It's been 27(28..29..) years and they've won fuck all They've got a dirty old slapper with a rusty bell They'll stay up for 3 seasons - autumn, winter and spring They empty Stockport when they play at home They've got four different stands from a Meccano kit They're the only team that come from Manchester All their fans live 10 minutes from Maine Road They've got the biggest bananas in the land They've got a centre forward with grooves in his head Their managers got a papier mache head They'll be relegated by bonfire night They've got salt and pepper on their hot dog stands They've got greenalls bitter in the kippax stand They've got the greenest grass in the whole of the world They hounded Swales' mam into an early grave They've got a gypsy curse on their massive pitch Their best player ever played for Ajax reserves They had a derby match with Macclesfield They had Colin Bell who was better than Best(!) They've been relegated ten times They had a chairman and a manager that wore a wig They bought Steve Daly for a million quid They tried to sign Geoff Thomas and he turned 'em down They've got Bernard Manning as their fattest fan They used to be little, but now they're large They sing racist chants, coz they've got no class Tune: Oh my darling Clementine Build a bonfire, Build a bonfire, Put the Scousers on the top, Put City in the middle, And we'll burn the fucking lot tune: this is how it feels Inspiral Carpets This is how it feels to be City This is how it feels to be small This is how it feels when your team wins nothing at all Nothing at all... tune: bad moon rising I see the Stretford End arising I see trouble on the way Don't go out tonight Unless you're red and white I see there's trouble on the way. tune: Yellow Submarine City's goin' down with a Russian on the wing, a Russian on the wing, a Russian on the wing... tune: US Marine Corps marching chant (call and repeat) We're Man U and we are loud, Loyal fans and totally proud, Beat 'em at home beat 'em away, Kill any bastards that get in our way, We hate City, Scouse, Leeds scum, And we make the b*stards run, With this team we shall go far, Hughes, Giggs, Sharpe and Cantona, Won the league let's do it again, By just one point instead of ten, We'll keep the red flag flying high, 'Coz Man United will never die. Hello, hello, we are the the Busby boys, Hello, hello, we are the the Busby boys, And if you are a City fan, Surrender or you'll die, We all follow United. (tune: Blaydon Races) Oh, me lads, You should have seen us coming, Fastest team in the League, Just to see us winning, All the lads and lasses, With smiles upon their faces, Walking down the Warwick Road, To see Matt Busby's aces. (tune : The Wild Rover) And it's Man United, Man United F.C. We're by far the greatest team, The world has ever seen. Stretford End Picnic Tune: Teddy Bear's picnic If you come down to the Stretford End You'd better not come alone If you come down to the Stretford End You'd better be in disguise For all the fans that ever was Are gathered here today because Today's the day that we play Man City We love United, we do, We love United, we do, We love United, we do, Oh, United we love you. Tune: When the Saints go marching in Oh Manchester, Oh Manchester, Oh Manchester is wonderful, It's full of tits, fanny, and United, Oh Manchester is wonderful. Tune: Jingle Bells Jingle bells, jingle bells, Jingle all the way, Oh what fun it is to see, United win away - oh! Tune : Unknown Oh it's a grand old team to play for, Oh it's a grand old team to see, And if, you know, your history, It's enough to make your heart go woh, oh, oh,oh, We don't care what the City fans say, What, the hell do we care, For we only know, that there's gonna be a show, And the famous Man United will be there. We are United supporters, Loyal through and through, Over and over, We will follow you. Tune : When the Saints go marching in Oh when the reds, oh when the reds, Oh when the reds go marching in, I wanna be in that number, Oh when the reds go marching in. Tune : Land of hope and glory We hate Nottingham Forest, We hate Liverpool too, (and Leeds), We hate Manchester City, But United we love you - altogether now... Tune : Land of hope and glory We will follow United, Over land and sea, We will follow United, On to victory. Oh at the turn of the year Newcastle were twelve points clear The Geordies, they were ordering their beer Then the KING made us sing With the goals he slotted in And led us to another Double Win Tune : Daydream Believer Cheer up Kevin Keegan, Oh what can it mean, to a Sad Geordie bastard, and a Shite football team. Tune : The Halls of Montezuma ( U.S. Marine Corps march) From the banks of the River Irwell, To the shores of Sicily, We will fight, fight, fight, for United, 'Till we win the Football League, To hell with Liverpool, To hell with Man City - (they're shit!) We will fight, fight, fight, for United, 'Till we win the Football League. Tune : We shall not be moved We shall not, we shall not be moved, We shall not, we shall not be moved, Just like the team, that's gonna win the Football League - again! We shall not, we shall not be moved. Tune : For he's a jolly good fellow We're gonna win the league, We're gonna win the league, And now you're gonna believe us, And now you're gonna believe us, And now you're gonna believe us, We're gonna win the league Tune : Lord of the Dance Drink, drink, wherever you may be, We are the drunk and disorderly, And we don't give a f*ck, and we don't give a shit, We're going home with the championship. Tune : Lord of the Dance Drink, drink, wherever you may be, We are the drunk and disorderly, And we don't give a sh*t, and we don't give a fuck, We're going home with the European Cup! (as heard loudly in Catalunya Square in Barcelona the morning of May 26 1999!) Tune : Down by the Riverside We won the Football League again, Down by the Riverside, Down by the Riverside, Down by the Riverside. We won the Football League again, Down by the Riverside, Down by the Riverside. Tune: She'll be comin' round the Mountain "Have you ever seen Chelsea win the league? Have you ever seen Chelsea win the league? Have you ever seen Chelsea, ever seen Chelsea, ever seen Chelsea win the league? HAVE YOU ****!" Player Songs: John O'Shea Tune: Into the ark When Johnny goes marching down the wing, O'Shea, O'Shea When Johnny goes marching down the wing, O'Shea, O'Shea When Johnny goes marching down the wing, the Stretford End will f****ng sing 'Cause we all know that Johnny's going to score... (sanitized version: ...the Stretford End will rise and sing...) Juan Veron Tune: Seasons in the sun We had joy, We had fun, Juan Sebastian Veron, He's got style but no hair, He's an Argy, we don't care..... We had joy, We had fun, Juan Sebastian Veron, And the joy will never end , 'Cos Juan will skin them once again. Rio Ferdinand Tune: Hi-Ho (Snow White) Rio, Rio, He is a Red you know, He met El Tel, And said "farewell" Rio, Rio, Rio, Rio..... Diego Forlan Diego-woah ohh ohh, Diego-whoah ohh ohh, He came from Uruguay, and made the Scousers/Cockneys cry Eric Cantona "What A Friend We Have In Jesus" OooAhhCantona.mp3 What a friend we have in Jesus He`s a saviour from afar What a friend we have in Jesus And his name is Cantona.... Ooh Aah Cantona, Ooh Aah Cantona Ooh Aah, Ooh Aah, Ooh Aah Cantona.... Ooh Aah Cantona Eric Cantona Twelve Cantonas Twelve Cantonas #2 Tune: Twelve days of Christmas On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me; Twelve Cantonas, eleven Cantonas...and an Eric Cantona! Eric Cantona Eric The King We`ll drink a drink a drink To Eric the King the King the King He`s the leader of our football team He`s the greatest French Footballer that the world has ever seen David Beckham There's Only One David Beckham There's only one David Beckham... one David Beckham... Andy Cole Tune : Hooray, hooray, it's a holi-holiday Andy Cole, Andy Cole, Andy, Andy Cole, He gets the ball and scores a goal, Andy, Andy Cole. Andy Cole Oh Andy Cole, Andy Andy Andy Cole Andy Andy Andy Cole Andy Andy Andy Cole... Andy Cole Tune : Swing low, sweet chariot. Swing low, sweet Andy Cole, Coming for to score us a goal, Swing low, sweet Andy Cole, Coming for to score us a goal. Roy Keane There's only one Keano... Roy Keane Tune : My old man's a dustman Oh Keano's f*ckin' magic, He wears a magic hat, And when he saw Old Trafford, He said I fancy that, He didn't sign for Arsenal, Or Blackburn 'coz they're sh*te, He signed for Man United, 'Coz they're f*cking dynamite. Roy Keane Tune : Boom, Boom, Boom by The Outhere Brothers Boom, Boom, Boom, Let me hear you say Keano...Keano! Roy Keane Tune : Hey Jude La, la, la, la, la, la, la, La, la, la, la, Keano. Ryan Giggs Tune : Robin Hood Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, running down the wing, Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, running down the wing, Feared by the blues, loved by the reds, Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs. Ryan Giggs Ryan Giggs, running down the wing Ryan Giggs Ryan Giggs, crosses like The King Beats one and two, beats three and four, He will score, he will score, he will score. Ryan Giggs Ryan Giggs, greatest ever goal Semi-Final Villa Park, ran right through them all Beat half the team, straight in the net Won't forget, won't forget, no we won't forget. David May Tune : Jesus Christ Superstar David May, superstar, Got more medals than Shea-rer! Gary Neville Tune : London Bridge Is Falling Down Gary Neville is a Red is a Red, is a Red, Gary Neville is a Red, he hates scousers. Nicky Butt Tune : Baby Give It Up by KC & the Sunshine Band Nicky Butt, Nicky, Nicky Butt. Ole Gunnar Solskjaer . Tune: you are my sunshine You are my Solskjaer, my Ole Solskjaer, You make me happy, when skies are grey, Oh Alan Shearer, was fuckin dearer, please don't take, my Solskjaer away! Ole Gunnar Solskjaer . (Tune: Lou,Lou,Skip to my Lou) Who put the ball in the scouser's net Who put the ball in the scouser's net Who put the ball in the scouser's net Ole Gunnar Solskjaer (as heard at Anfield in the FA Cup 4th round 1999) Who put the ball in the Germans' net Who put the ball in the Germans' net Who put the ball in the Germans' net Ole Gunnar Solskjaer (as heard in Barcelona May 26 1999 after Ole scored the European Cup winning goal!) Jaap Stam Yip Namanja is a big Seriban man get past him if you fucking can; try a little trick, he'll make you look a dick; Wesley Brown Tune : Knees up Mother Brown We've got Wesley Brown, we've got Wesley Brown, we've got Wesley, we've got Wesley, we've got Wesley Brown. Chants CHAMPIONS! CHAMPIONS! ... We're here 'cause we're Champions! You've only come to see United, come to see UNITED! We saw you crying on the telly, crying on the telly! (to the Geordies after we won the double in '97) Four nil, four nil, four nil, four nil... Fuck McManaman Fuck Macateer... Here we go, here we go, here we go... Are you watching Merseyside! Paul Ince is a scouse bastard recorded by Ian Schofield Ferguson's Red Army ... Two nil, two nil, two nil, two nil... You always win f*ck all... Fergie, Fergie, give us a wave ... The referee's a w*nker ... He shot, he missed, he must be f*cking p*ssed, (name or number of player) Boring, boring, (name of team, usually Arsenal!) Down with the City, you're going down with the City ... Just because you're losing ... You're not singing anymore ... Fuck all, you're gonna win fuck all ... Sing when you're winning, you only sing when you're winning ... Here we go, here we go, here we go ... Always look on the bright side of life ... Allez les rouges, allez les rouges, allez ... United, United, top of the league ... You're so shit it's unbelievable ... What's it like to see a crowd ... Where are you when we're not here... Come in a taxi, you must have come in a taxi ... There's only one United ... Who the fuck do you support ... Score in a brothel, you couldn't score in a brothel ... Are you City in disguise ... What a waste of money ... If you're all going to (place), clap you hands ... Where were you at Old Trafford ... You're supposed to be at home ... Part time supporters ... So fucking easy, oh this is so fucking easy ... We thought you were shite, we were right, we were right ... What's it like to be outclassed ... Are you John Barnes in disguise? ... Shit on the (team), shit on the (team) tonight ... You're gonna win fuck all again this year ... Come on you reds ... You dirty Cockney bastards... One song, you've only got one song... Bring on the dustbin... United, United, rah, rah, rah City, City, ha, ha, ha, Leeds, Leeds, baa, baa, baa, Scousers, Scousers, lock your car! You're gonna get your fucking heads kicked in ... Let's all have a disco ... Loyal supporters, loyal supporters ... You're shit, and you know you are ... Where were you when you were sh*t ... 9-0, to the champions ... We want 10, we want 10 ... Sing your hearts out for the lads ... We are the champions, my friend, And we'll keep on fighting 'till the end, We are the champions, we are the champions, No time for losers, 'coz we are the champions, Of the world. Tune : We are the champions | ||||
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| Eminem-"Sing For The Moment" | 7/10/08 | ||
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| "Sing For The Moment" [Verse 1] These ideas are nightmares to white parents Whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings Like whatever they say has no bearing, it's so scary in a house that allows no swearing To see him walking around with his headphones blaring Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care He's a problem child And what bothers him all comes out, when he talks about His fuckin' dad walkin' out Cause he just hates him so bad that he blocks him out If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin' back Talkin' black, brainwashed from rock and rap He sags his pants, do-rags and a stocking cap His step-father hit him, so he socked him back, and broke his nose His house is a broken home, there's no control, he just let's his emotions go... [Chorus] {C'mon}, sing with me, {sing}, sing for the years {Sing it}, sing for the laughter, sing for the tears, {c'mon) Sing it with me, just for today, maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away... [Verse 2] Entertainment is changin', intertwinin' with gangsta's In the land of the killers, a sinner's mind is a sanctum Holy or unholy, only have one homie Only this gun, lonely cause don't anyone know me Yet everybody just feels like they can relate, I guess words are a mothafucka they can be great Or they can degrade, or even worse they can teach hate It's like these kids hang on every single statement we make Like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen From standin' on corners and porches just rappin' To havin' a fortune, no more kissin' ass But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to burn you Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you To get they hands on every dime you have, they want you to lose your mind every time you mad So they can try to make you out to look like a loose cannon Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me, strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly But all they kids be listenin' to me religiously, so i'm signin' cd's while police fingerprint me They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me If i'm such a fuckin' menace, this shit doesn't make sense Pete It's all political, if my music is literal, and i'm a criminal how the fuck can I raise a little girl I couldn't, I wouldn't be fit to, you're full of shit too, Guerrera, that was a fist that hit you... [CHORUS] [Verse 3] They say music can alter moods and talk to you Well can it load a gun up for you , and cock it too Well if it can, then the next time you assault a dude Just tell the judge it was my fault and i'll get sued See what these kids do is hear about us totin' pistols And they want to get one cause they think the shit's cool Not knowin' we really just protectin' ourselves, we entertainers Of course the shit's affectin' our sales, you ignoramus But music is reflection of self, we just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail It's fucked up ain't it How we can come from practically nothing to being able to have any fuckin' thing that we wanted That's why we sing for these kids, who don't have a thing Except for a dream, and a fuckin' rap magazine Who post pin-up pictures on their walls all day long Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in their lives Till they sit and they cry at night wishin' they'd die Till they throw on a rap record and they sit, and they vibe We're nothin' to you but we're the fuckin' shit in they eyes That's why we seize the moment try to freeze it and own it, squeeze it and hold it Cause we consider these minutes golden And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone Just let our spirits live on, through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can... [CHORUS X2] | ||||
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| Irlande douze points lyrics! | 6/11/08 | ||
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| Oh, I come from a nation What knows how to write a song Oh Europe, where oh where did it all go wrong? Come on! Irlande douze points Drag acts and bad acts and Terry Wogan?s wig Mad acts and sad acts, it was Johnny Logan?s gig Shake your feathers and bop your beak Shake ?em to the west and to the east Wave euro hands and euro feet Wiggle in the air to the turkey beat Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Do the funky beat Come on D O B double B L E, yeah? Hello Abba, hello Bono, hello Helsinki Ola Prague, hello sailor, c?est la vie Auf Wiedersehen, Mama Mia, and God save the Queen Bonjour Serbia, good day Austria You know what I mean Shake your feathers and bop your beak Shake ?em to the west and to the east Wave euro hands and euro feet Wiggle in the air to the turkey beat Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Irlande douze points Do the funky beat Come on Give us another chance, we?re sorry for riverdance Sure Flately, he?s a yank And the Danube flows through France Block vote, shock vote Give your twelve today You?re all invited to Dublin, Ireland And we?ll party the Shamrock way Irlande douze points ? Irlande douze points Irlande douze points ? Irlande douze points Irlande douze points ? Irlande douze points Irlande douze points ? do the funky beat Come on Irlande douze points, Irlande douze points Eastern Europe, we love you Do you like Irish stew? Or goulash as it is to you? (Irlande douze points, Irlande douze points) Listen Bulgaria, we love you Belarus, Georgia, Montenegro Moldovia, Albania, Croatia Poland, Russia, Ukraine Macedonia, love you Turkey Hungary, Estonia, Slovakia Armenia, Bosnia-Herzegova And don?t forget the Swiss | ||||
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| Phrases from the Podge and Rodge Show | 12/21/07 | ||
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| 1. I'm as sick as a small hospital. 2. I'm so hungry I'd eat a small child. 3. She had a face on her like a well-slapped arse. 4. Your' re as welcome as a fart in a spacesuit. 5. My mouth's as dry as a nuns crack. 6. He has rubber-lined pockets so he can steal soup. 7. He thinks manual labour is a Spanish musician. 8. As funny as a burning orphanage. 9. He's so camp, he shites tent pegs. 10. I'm as sick as a plane to Lourdes. 11. I feel like a boiled shite (hungover). 12. (When leaving) I'm off like a debs dress. 13. She had a face on her that would drive rats from a barn. 14. As busy as the Dalkey dole office. 15. Sweatin' like a paedophile in a Barney suit. 16. As tight as a nun's knickers. 17. I'm so horny I'd get up on the crack of dawn. 18. I'd crawl a million miles across broken glass to kiss the exhaust of the van that took her dirty knickers to the laundry.. 19. Up and down like a hoor's knickers. 20. No show pony but would do for a ride around the house. 21. Did your mother find out who your father is yet?. 22. What would ye expect from a pig but a grunt. 23. I left her with a face like a painters radio. 24. A mickey the size of a double-value can of Right Guard. 25. Jaysus, she could breastfeed a crèche. 26. As fit as a butcher's dog. 27. She's got more chins than a Chinese phone book. 28. Not even the tide would take her out. 29. Mother Teresa wouldn 't kiss her. 30. Daz wouldn't shift her. 31. Des Kelly wouldn't lay her. 32. A sniper wouldn't take her out. 33. Jaysus, ya wouldn't ride her into battle. 34. If I'd a bag of bruised willies I wouldn't give her one. 35. She has a face on her like a bulldog that's just licked piss off a nettle. 36. She wouldn't get a kick in a stampede. 37. She had a fanny like a badly packed kebab. 38. If I'd a garden full of mickeys I wouldn't let her look over the wall. 39. Give her a boot in the hole and a bucket of mickeys would fall out of her 40. ya four foot fanny head 41. is she one of those ladie-men who'ed spank the arse of ya 42. im as worn out as a cucumber in a convent 43. as used as the condom machine in the vatican 44. SHAMPOO and MOISTURISER its not the irish way | ||||
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| Republic of Ireland National Football Team History | 11/28/07 | ||
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| HISTORY The FAI was founded on June 1, 1921 and were permitted to join FIFA in 1923 as the Football Association of the Irish Free State (FAIFS). Prior to this, the Irish Football Association (IFA) governed all football on the island with the all-Ireland international team playing under the name, 'Ireland'. The first international game involving the new Irish association team took place in Turin, Italy in March 1926. The FAIFS also used the name, 'Ireland', for its team even though the IFA still remained in existence and fielded a team under the same name. In 1936, the FAIFS re-adopted its original name, the FAI, in order to conform with the approaching enactment of the 1937 Constitution of Ireland and the impending official name-change of the state from the Irish Free State to Ireland. It was not until 1953 that the FAI team became known as the 'Republic of Ireland', when FIFA intervened in order to distinguish the team from the IFA's 'Ireland', who were from then on to be known as 'Northern Ireland'. Three years earier FIFA had also directed that the two associations were to discontinue the practice of choosing players from all 32 counties and limited them to fielding players from their own respective jurisdictions. Competitive History For many years, the Republic of Ireland had seen qualification for major tournaments elude them despite the availability of players of undoubted class. In 1949, a 2-0 win over England at Goodison Park was the first time England suffered a home defeat by a team outside the Home Countries (i.e. Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland). The 1958 World Cup qualifiers saw the Republic of Ireland drawn with England. In their home game against England, Alf Ringstead put the hosts 1-0 up before John Atyeo equalised in the last minute to salvage a 1-1 draw for England. Under the rules of the day, a win for the Republic of Ireland would have meant a play-off with England for a place in the World Cup. After reaching the quarter-finals of the 1964 European Championships, the Republic of Ireland were drawn to face Spain and Syria in the 1966 World Cup qualifiers. Despite Syria's withdrawal, this was still considered a qualifying group with the Irish winning 1-0 at home and losing 4-1 away. This meant a play-off in Paris, which Spain won 1-0 to take their place in the 1966 World Cup. A run of poor results in the late 1960s and early 1970s followed until Johnny Giles became player-manager in the 1970s. This was followed by the debut of a young Liam Brady and results improved markedly. The side missed out on the 1978 World Cup by only 2 points, defeating France at home. Eoin Hand took over as the 1982 World Cup qualifiers got underway, and once more the Republic of Ireland found themselves extremely unfortunate to miss out on qualification, losing out only on goal difference behind France (who they defeated at home once more). However, disappointing qualifying campaigns for both the 1984 European Championship and 1986 World Cup followed, and cost Hand his job. STADIUM Lansdowne Road Since the 1980s, most home matches have been played at Lansdowne Road, Dublin, the national rugby stadium owned by the Irish Rugby Football Union (IRFU). This ground is to be closed for redevelopment in the period 2007-2009. The first football international played there was a friendly against Italy in 1971; a 5-0 victory over San Marino in a Euro 2008 qualifying match on 15 November 2006 was the last game there before the reconstruction. The all-seater capacity of Lansdowne Road prior to the renovation was 36,000, although higher attendances, using the standing only areas, were permitted for friendly matches. The all seater new stadium will increase capacity for competitive games to 50,000. Croke Park With the announcement of the rebuilding of Lansdowne Road, a new venue was required to stage Ireland's home internationals. The only stadium in Ireland deemed suitable to stage international football was 82,300 capacity Croke Park, home of the Gaelic Athletic Association. To accommodate this, the GAA temporarily relaxed its rule governing the playing of foreign games on its property. Initially, four Euro 2008 qualifiers were played at Croke Park in 2007 resulting in two wins and two draws. The GAA has agreed to allow the FAI use Croke Park until the end of 2008, although any fixtures for this period have yet to be arranged. The Hill 16 end of Croke Park is a terracing, which means like Lansdowne Road before it, the capacity of the stadium is reduced to around 70,000[citation needed] for competitive matches as temporary seating must be used. Other venues Prior to the 1980s, the Republic of Ireland played most home games at Dalymount Park, home of Bohemian FC, but progressively more games were played at Lansdowne following a safety review which reduced Dalymount's capacity. The last international match played there was against Morocco in 1990. The Republic of Ireland has also played home matches in Tolka Park (twice) and the Royal Dublin Society in Dublin as well at the Mardyke and Flower Lodge grounds in Cork KIT Kit number styleTraditionally, the team plays in a home strip of green shirt, white shorts and green socks. The second strip is usually the reverse of these colours, although there have been exceptions, such as an orange shirt in the 1990s. Currently, the kit is supplied by Umbro, and has been since 1995. Previously Adidas made the teams' kit. Squad numbers are either white with an orange trim, as is the case with the home shirts, or green with and orange trim. At the bottom of the numbering there is a logo of the FAI. There is also currently a limited edition navy shirt available. The team have only ever used it once and that was a 2-2 draw with Wales on the 17th of November 2007 HISTORY IN MAJOR TOURNAMENTS For more detail, see Republic of Ireland national football team - record in major tournaments World Cup record 1930 Did not enter 1934-1986 Did not qualify 1990 - Quarter-finals 1994 - Second Round (Last 16) 1998 - Did not qualify 2002 - Second Round (Last 16) 2006 - Did not qualify European Championships record 1960-1984 - Did not qualify 1988 - First Round 1992-2008 - Did not qualify NOTABLE FORMER PLAYERS John Aldridge Jim Beglin Packie Bonner Liam Brady Shay Brennan Johnny Carey Noel Cantwell Tony Cascarino Paddy Coad Kenny Cunningham Gerry Daly Jimmy Dunne Tony Dunne Eamon Dunphy Tommy Eglington Peter Farrell Bob Fullam Johnny Giles Don Givens Ian Harte Steve Heighway Matt Holland Ray Houghton Charlie Hurley Denis Irwin Roy Keane Gary Kelly Mark Kinsella Mark Lawrenson Bill Lacey Con Martin Mick McCarthy Paul McGrath Kevin Moran Paddy Moore David O'Leary Niall Quinn Michael Robinson Kevin Sheedy Frank Stapleton Steve Staunton Alex Stevenson Andy Townsend Ronnie Whelan CURRENT SQUAD The squad is for the game against Wales on November 17, 2007. Goalkeepers Name Age Club Caps (goals) Debut Shay Given 31 Newcastle United 84 (0) v Russia, 27 March 1996 Colin Doyle 22 Birmingham City 1 (0) v Ecuador, 23 May 2007 Joe Murphy 26 Scunthorpe United 1 (0) v Turkey, 9 September 2003 Defenders Name Age Club Caps (goals) Debut Steve Finnan 31 Liverpool 49 (2) v Greece, 26 April 2000 John O'Shea 26 Manchester United 42 (1) v Croatia, 15 August 2001 Richard Dunne 28 Manchester City 39 (5) v Greece, 26 April 2000 Andy O'Brien 28 Bolton Wanderers 26 (1) v Estonia, 6 June 2001 Stephen Kelly 24 Birmingham City 9 (0) v Czech Republic, 11 October 2006 Paul McShane 21 Sunderland 8 (0) v Czech Republic, 11 October 2006 Midfielders Name Age Club Caps (goals) Debut Kevin Kilbane 30 Wigan Athletic 85 (7) v Iceland, 6 September 1997 Lee Carsley 33 Everton 37 (0) v Romania, 11 October 1997 Andy Reid 25 Charlton Athletic 26 (4) v Canada, 18 November 2003 Aiden McGeady 21 Celtic 15 (0) v Jamaica, 2 June 2004 Liam Miller 26 Sunderland 14 (1) v Czech Republic, 31 March 2004 Jonathan Douglas 25 Leeds United 8 (0) v Poland, 28 April 2004 Stephen Hunt 26 Reading 8 (0) v San Marino, 7 February 2007 Darren Potter 22 Wolverhampton Wanderers 3 (0) v Ecuador, 23 May 2007 Strikers Name Age Club Caps (goals) Debut Robbie Keane 27 Tottenham Hotspur 77 (31) v Czech Republic, 25 March 1998 Kevin Doyle 24 Reading 14 (4) v Sweden, 1 March 2006 Daryl Murphy 24 Sunderland 6 (0) v Ecuador, 23 May 2007 Anthony Stokes 19 Sunderland 3 (0) v San Marino, 7 February 2007 KEY HISTORICAL GAMES England 0?2 Ireland September 21, 1949. Goodison Park; Friendly; England's first defeat at home to a non-Home Nation side Republic of Ireland 1 - 2 Italy May 11, 1971  ansdowne Road; European Championship qualifier;Republic of Ireland's first game at Lansdowne Road Republic of Ireland 2 - 0 Bulgaria October 14, 1987: Lansdowne Road; European Championship qualifier; Enabled qualification to first ever major tournament (Euro 8  when on November 11, 1987, Bulgaria lost their last home qualifying game to Scotland 0-1.Republic of Ireland 1 - 0 England June 12, 1988: Neckarstadion, Stuttgart; European Championship first round Upset victory in Ireland's first ever match in a major tournament Republic of Ireland 1 - 1 England June 11, 1990: Stadio Sant'Elia, Cagliari; World Cup first round Ireland's first ever match in a World Cup Finals tournament Republic of Ireland 0 - 0 Romania; 5 - 4 penalties June 25, 1990:Stadio Luigi FerrarisGenoa; World Cup second round; David O'Leary's famous penalty brought Ireland into last eight Republic of Ireland 1 - 0 Italy June 18, 1994: Giants Stadium, East Rutherford; World Cup first round; Unexpected victory over the side who later lost the final on penalties, it was also Ireland's first World Cup win Republic of Ireland 1 - 0 England February 15, 1995: Lansdowne Road; Friendly; Stadium rioting by English hooligans causes match to be abandoned. Republic of Ireland 5 - 0 San Marino November 15, 2006: Lansdowne Road; European Championship qualifier; The last Ireland match at Lansdowne Road before redevelopment. Republic of Ireland 1 - 0 Wales March 24, 2007: Croke Park; European Championship qualifier; Ireland play in Croke Park in a competitive fixture for the first time. Managers Between 1921 and 1969 a committee of selectors chose the team. However on occasions a coach and / or team manager was appointed. Mick Meagan was the first manager to actually select the team. Val Harris: 193x Bill Lacey:193x Doug Livingstone: 1951-1953 Alex Stevenson: 1953-1955 Johnny Carey: 1955-1967 Noel Cantwell: 1967 Charlie Hurley: 1967-69 Mick Meagan: 1969-1971 Liam Tuohy: 1971-1973 Se�n Thomas: 1973 Johnny Giles: 1973-1980 Alan Kelly Snr: 1980 Eoin Hand: 1980-1985 Jack Charlton: 1986-1995 Mick McCarthy: 1996-2002 Don Givens: 2002,2007 Brian Kerr: 2003-2005 Steve Staunton: 2006-2007 Players with 50 or more caps As of 2 June 2007, the players with the most caps for the Republic of Ireland are: # Name Career Caps Goals 1 Steve Staunton 1989 - 2002 - 102 7 2 Niall Quinn 1986 - 2002 - 91 21 3 Tony Cascarino 1986 - 2000 - 88 19 4 Kevin Kilbane 1997 - present - 86 7 5 Shay Given 1996 - present -85 0 6 Paul McGrath 1985 - 1997 - 83 8 7 Packie Bonner 1981 - 1996- 80 0 8 Robbie Keane 1998 - present- 78 32 9 Ray Houghton 1986 - 1998 -73 6 10= Kenny Cunningham 1996 - 2005 -72 0 10= Liam Brady 1975 - 1990 -72 9 12= Kevin Moran 1980 - 1994 -71 6 12= Frank Stapleton 1977 - 1990 -71 20 14 Andy Townsend 1989 ? 1997- 70 7 15 John Aldridge 1986 - 1997 -69 19 16 David O'Leary 1977 - 1993 -68 1 17 Roy Keane 1991 - 2005- 67 9 18 Damien Duff 1998 - present- 66 7 19 Ian Harte 1996 - present -64 11 20 Gary Breen 1996 - 2006- 63 6 21 Johnny Giles 1960 - 1979 -59 5 22 Mick McCarthy 1984 - 1992 -57 2 23= Don Givens 1969 - 1982 -56 19 23= Denis Irwin 1991 - 2000 -56 4 25= Chris Hughton 1980 - 1992 - 53 1 25= Ronnie Whelan 1981 - 1995- 53 3 27= Gary Kelly 1994 - 2002 -52 2 27= Mick Martin 1972 - 1983 -52 4 27= Jason McAteer 1994 - 2004- 52 3 30 Paddy Mulligan 1969 - 1980 -50 1 Record Goal scorers As of 29th March 2007; players in italics still active Rank Name Goals (Caps) 1 Robbie Keane 32 (7 2 Niall Quinn 21 (91) 3 Frank Stapleton 20 (71) 4 Don Givens 19 (56) 5Tony Cascarino 19 (8 6John Aldridge 19 (69) 7 Noel Cantwell 14 (36) 8 Gerry Daly 13 (4 9Jimmy Dunne 13 (15) 10 Ian Harte 11 (64) | ||||
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