Black XXXI: "Don't Surrender!!"

The MudCave ^ | 28 October 2004 | Mudboy Slim

[Mudboy Slim]

"Don't Surrender!!"
(To be sung to Bruce Springsteen's "No Surrender")

Yeah, Dem Lib'rals got no class...RATS' tyranny's built fer fools...
We learn more from the FReepublic Forum, Nation, then we ever learned in school!!
We'll fight Left's fear...our neighborhoods're standin' proud...
Singin' from our hearts...we're singin' loud!!
We shan't git tired...our goal must be EXPOSE Left's LIES!!
So git up and FReep now...

Dutch Reagan's promise lives on in all who remember...
Yer Effete, Kerry, you'll surrender!!
We're soldiers in a Righteous fight...it's our Peace we'll defend...
RATS retreat, Kerry, you'll surrender!!

DemRAT faces are mad and cold...
Left's schemes are weak and olde...
We abhor Big Guv'ment and Medyuh Spin...
And Right's ready to stand tall again!!
We hear the Lib'rals voices cheerin' fer John...
DemRATS, they ain't too smart!!
Well maybe we could give Libs a place of their own...
Send Dem Lib-uh-rulls to Mars!!

Folks, George Dubyuh's promise since that sad day in September...
"No retreat...Dubyuh won't surrender!!"
George Dubyuh, he will do what's Right...our Country he'll defend!!
Don't retreat, Nation, don't surrender!!

Folks, hit the streets to fight fer Right...we'll win!!
We're armed with the TRUTH 'gainst Lib'ral spin...
Culture War's the fight we're wagin'...
RATS say the fault's ours fer the war we're winnin'...
I wanna FReep Elites...Peacenik's LIE...damn the Lib'rals' dread!!
Fer our wide open country we shall fight...we got heroic dreams in our head!!

Folks, George Dubyuh's promise since that sad day in September...
"No retreat, Country won't surrender!!"
George Dubyuh, he will do what's Right...our Country he'll defend!!
Boldly FReep, Nation don't surrender!!

Mudboy Slim

[Mudboy Slim]

"Rally Fer Our Nation!!"
(To be sung to the Red Hot Chili Peppers' "Californication")

Slick's a spy fer China...
Leftists' zeal's to smite FReeNations!!
Lib-uh-rulls love Sweden...
Dreams of Amsterdam libations...
Dem Lib'rals want Big Guv'ment dreams...
Right, Rally Fer Our Nation!!

The Beacon fer the world...
Pride of the western civilization...
We're warriors fightin' fer Peace!!
Unleash the wisdom derived via liberation!!
Left's oh so queer...RATS're HollyWeird!!
Folks, Rally Fer Our Nation!!

Dubyuh's surgin' very well...
November 3rd awaits US!!
Reject the Left's spin...help FReedom win...
'Tis Culture War we're waging!!

[Chorus:]
Airborne...uniform...
MUD's corps...just war...
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!

Kerry's [like] a girl...Hanoi Kerry, he destroyed...
Lied about his own conflagrations...
JohnnyBoy LIED...fer the Viet Cong side...
Genghis Khan's mis-information!!
Lied 'bout his bronze star...and three purple hearts...
John LIED to the whole Nation!!

TRUTH is what the Lib'rals most fear...
Should be shamed by their Michael Moore baseness!!
Limbaugh, you shall hear fer years...
Righteous songs on yer AM stations!!
Our liberties are here to stay...
We're FReepin' fer our Nation!!

Oooh-ahh-ooooh...oooh-ahh-ooooh...

RATS're stained...they chose their way...
Devolve Power to the States, men...
Everybody, we're due fer Right's righteous liberation!!

[Chorus:]
War-torn...Desert Storm...
Must win...fight sin...
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!

Corruption breeds 'cuz Dem Lib'rals WON'T know...
But good FReepers rulle this Nation!!
'Cuz God looks out fer those hearts so stout...
We're just another FReedom station!!
Come, righteous waves, Truth'll save the world...
FReep fer our Liberation!!

Dubyuh's surgin' very well...
November 3rd awaits US!!
Slick's takin' a rest...John's just a test...
'Tis Clinton's scalp MUD's craving!!

[Chorus:]
War-torn...Desert Storm...
Must win...fight sin...
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!

Mudboy Slim (09/15/2004)

[Mudboy Slim]

"NewAge Wasteland" (or "INDICT Slick Willie!!)
(To be sung to The Who's "Baba O'Reilly")

(BigMan workin' his Les Paul...MUD ticklin' the Ivories...Mongo working the Entwhistle riffs...
and introducing "JH2...as Keith Moon, the half-crazed DrummerBoy!!")

For Clinton, they kneeled...
Left's blindness revealed...
Press won't attack because Slick's Lib'ral!!
We ain't 'fraid to FIGHT...
To prove we're Right...
Treas'nous crimes shan't be forgiven!!
(No no no no no-oh!!)

Uprise...
Libs're Chi-Com spies!!
We don't need Left's New Age wasteland!!

FReepers, make a stand!!
We'll spread the TRUTH 'cross land...
DETHRONE the Liar...Right must become much bolder!!
Left's exits' oh so near...
Vile Lib'rals quake with fear...
Send Slick to Prison, before Left gets yet Bolder!!

New Age Wasteland...
It's just a Lib'ral Wasteland!!
Med'yuh's faithless, my FRiends,
Can't you taste it?!!
Left's bein' Limbaughsted!!!

Mudboy Slim and the RadicalRightWingWhackos (11/10/2000)

[Mudboy Slim]

"The Ballad of Mike Moran"

Thanks fer the link to the FRee download of that wonderful song, my FRiend...MUD

[Mudboy Slim]

"The Ballad of Mike Moran"
(Christopher Storc and Doug Cogan)

I am Irish and was proud to serve with other firemen,
Who gave their lives for us that day, each one of them a friend,
In remembrance of my brothers who from earthly bonds did pass,
Osama, step right up and kiss my royal Irish ass
They’re the bravest men I’ve known and I’ll miss them every day,
I will keep them in my heart, so they’re never far away,
In remembrance of my brothers, who from earthly bonds did pass,
Osama, step right up and kiss my royal Irish ass,
You’ll pay the price, but first you’ll kiss my royal Irish ass

Never thinking of their safety, only saving other lives,
They never made it home to see their daughters, sons, or wives,
In remembrance of my brothers who from earthly bonds did pass,
Osama, step right up and kiss my royal Irish ass,

They’re the bravest men I’ve known and I’ll miss them every day,
I will keep them in my heart, so they’re never far away,
In remembrance of my brothers, who from earthly bonds did pass,
Osama, step right up and kiss my royal Irish ass,
You’ll pay the price, but first you’ll kiss my royal Irish ass

Try to take our freedom and you’ve made a big mistake,
The Spirit of America, you’re never going to break,
In remembrance of my brothers who from earthly bonds did pass,
Osama, step right up and kiss my royal Irish ass

They’re the bravest men I’ve known and I’ll miss them every day
I will keep them in my heart, so they’re never far away,
In remembrance of my brothers, who from earthly bonds did pass,
Osama, step right up and kiss my royal Irish ass,
You’ll pay the price, but first you’ll kiss my royal Irish ass

Great job...MUD

[Mudboy Slim]

"DeeCee FReepers Hold Press Conference!!"

"We broke some news at the press conference. The Park Service will be issuing permits for demonstrations along the parade route starting this Friday. The D.C. Chapter will be granted a permit for the Navy Memorial which is located on the north side of Pennsylvania Avenue between 7th and 9th Streets, NW. ANSWER will be given Freedom Plaza and Pershing Park.

The AP could have broken this story to the public, but they chose to cover the leftist's news conference and ignore the conservative's."

Navy Memorial it is...DeeCee FReepers ROCK!!

FReegards...MUD 1 posted on 12/21/2004 7:20:42 PM EST by kristinn

[Mudboy Slim]

Thanks fer this story, Gummy...

I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma.

I was just a kid. I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: "There is no Santa Claus," she jeered. "Even dummies know that!"

My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her "world-famous" cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said so. It had to be true. Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She was ready for me!

"No Santa Claus?" she snorted...."Ridiculous! Don't believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and let's go." "Go? Go where, Grandma?" I asked. I hadn't even finished my second world-famous cinnamon bun. "Where" turned out to be Kerby's General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through it's doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars. That was a bundle in those days.

"Take this money," she said, "and buy something for someone who needs it. I'll wait for you in the car." Then she turned and walked out of Kerby's. I was only eight years old. I'd often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded , full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping. For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for. I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, the folks who went to my church. I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock's grade-two class. Bobby Decker didn't have a coat. I knew that because he never went out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn't havet a cough; he had no good coat.

I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker a coat! I settled on a red corduroy one that had a hood to it. It looked real warm, and he would like that. "Is this a Christmas present for someone?" the lady behind the counter asked kindly, as I laid my ten dollars down. "Yes, ma'am," I replied shyly. "It's for Bobby." The nice lady smiled at me, as I told her about how Bobby really needed a good winter coat.

I didn't get any change, but she put the coat in a bag, smiled again, and wished me a Merry Christmas. That evening, Grandma helped me wrap the coat in Christmas paper and ribbons (a little tag fell out of the coat, and Grandma tucked it in her Bible) and wrote, "To Bobby, From Santa Claus" on it.

Grandma said that Santa always insisted on secrecy. Then she drove me over to Bobby Decker's house, explaining as we went that I was now and forever officially, one of Santa's helpers. Grandma parked down the street from Bobby's house, and she and I crept noiselessly and hid in the bushes by his front walk. Then Grandma gave me a nudge. "All right, Santa Claus," she whispered, "get going ."

I took a deep breath, dashed for his front door, threw the present down on his step, pounded his doorbell and flew back to the safety of the bushes and Grandma. Together we waited breathlessly in the darkness for the front door to open. Finally it did, and there stood Bobby.

Fifty years haven't dimmed the thrill of those moments spent shivering, beside my Grandma, in Bobby Decker's bushes. That night, I realized that those awful rumors about Santa Claus were just what Grandma said they were: ridiculous. Santa was alive and well, and we were on his team.

I still have the Bible, with the coat tag tucked inside: $19.95.

FReegards...MUD

[Mudboy Slim]

"Bush Says He'll Cut Deficit in Half!!"

"President Bush says he will submit a budget that cuts the deficit in half and maintains [start maybe?] strict spending discipline. "We will provide every tool and resource for our military, we will protect the homeland," Bush said. He said he would "maintain [???] strict discipline in spending tax dollars." In the 17th news conference of his presidency, Bush was pushing his second-term agenda."

Go Dubyuh Go...MUD

[Mudboy Slim]

Here's a bump fer the Sultan...MUD

[Mudboy Slim]

"Right's Justice!!"
(To be sung to Bing Crosby's "White Christmas")

I-I-I-I-I'm FReepin' fer what's Right...JUSTICE!!
Just like Good Pay-Tree-Utz of Yore...
With my bald head glist'nin'...
Whole Wide World's list'nin'...
To hear Bunnies made of Snow!!

MUUUUUUD's FReepin' fer a bright Christmas...
With every Justice Song he writes!!
Spend yer days Just Fightin' Left's Blight...
And may Ashcroft's Justice Do What's Right!!

WE-E-E-E're FReepin' fer what's Right...Help Us!!
With every Christmas card you write...
Tell yer FRiends...Pat Leahy Ain't Right!!
Confirm all Bush Justices TONITE!!

Mudboy Slim (12/04/2001)

[Mudboy Slim]

Twas the night before Ramadan, and all through the cave
Not a creature was stirring; it felt like a grave.
The turbans were hung by the firepit with care,
In hopes that the Air Force would not soon be there.
The soldiers were restless without any beds,
While visions of air strikes flashed in their heads.
Osama in his burkha and I in my goatskin cap,
Had just settled down for a cold, barren winter's nap,

When out on the ledge there arose such a clatter,
I grabbed my Kalashnikov to see what was the matter.
Away from the racket I ran like a girl,
Tripped over a goat; into a ball I did curl.

The moon shone down on the new-fallen snow
And lit up the valley with an ominous glow,
When, what to my one good eye should appear,
But a dozen Apaches, and tanks in the rear.

And their leader, so fearless, his troops he did push,
I knew in an instant it must be President Bush.
More rapid than eagles his forces they came,
And they whistled, and shouted, and called out our names:

"Now Omar! Osama! Muhammad! Abdul!
We come for you now; we've taken Kabul!
To the top of the cliffs! To the back of their caves!
When you chose this war, you dug your own graves!"

As the dry leaves that before the assault choppers fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, light up the sky.
So up to the ledge his forces they flew
With full magazines, and flamethrowers too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard with a thud
The explosions of Tomahawks; not one was a dud.
As I chambered my rifle, and was turning around,
Osama was there, disguised in a gown.

He was dressed all in drag, from his head to his toes,
And he said he would flee while I held off his foes;
A bundle of money he had stuffed in his pack,
He said "I'm going to Baghdad and I'm not looking back!"

His eyes were all glassy; he trembled with fear;
The American bombs, they rang in his ears.
He saddled his goat, then turned tail and fled,
But a Marine Corps sniper shot him dead in the head.

I watched with cold fear as his body did slump;
The goat threw him off; he fell with a thump.
And so, there I stood, my plans all destroyed,
About to suffer a fate I could not avoid;

I dropped to my knees; asked Allah for help,
His voice boomed in my ears, "You ignorant whelp!
I gave you the Bible, the Torah and Koran,
But you were too arrogant to understand,

I told you to honor your neighbors and wives;
Not to enslave them, or degrade their lives!
You invoke My name to sanction your deeds,
But you are the last thing that this world needs.

And so, I'll send you and bin Laden to Hell.
The last words I heard, as the bombs fell,
Were from George Bush himself as he mounted the wall,
"One nation, under God, with liberty and justice for all!"

Author Unknown

Thanks to lodwick fer sharing...MUD

[Mudboy Slim]

"More Fun at LP.org..."

LOL...MUD

[HenryLeeII]

RIP, sultan88.

Mud, you just know he's at that big NASCAR track in the sky!

[Mudboy Slim]

Yep...either that or smack dab in the middle of watching the goings'on in baseball's trading season. He's gotta be as sick to his stomach as me watching the Oakland A's dismantle the best starting rotation in baseball. I do know he's gotta be stoked at Dubyuh's reelection, though.

I sure do miss him...MUD

[Mudboy Slim]

MoJo, you ARE the bomb...thanks and Merry Christmas to you...MUD

Thanks..."White House!!" (Click hyperlink)   (To be sung to Jimi Hendrix's "Red House")

There's a White House over yonder...
That's where George Dubyuh stays!!
Folks, it's that White House that we own now...
Lord, RATS fear our ragin' ways!!
Still, Right won the vote to save George Dubyuh...
We're mighty fine with OUR mandate!!

Traitor Lib'rals, Left is wrong here!!
The FRee shall unseat yer whore'd!!
Fate ain't fixed...Big Guv'ment's Wrong...
Love Liberty...the FRee'll win the Culture War!!
I have a sad, sad feelin...
That "Dutch" Reagan don't live here no mo'!!

We're Far Right!! I still got my guitar...FReep out now!!

(Slammin' guitar solo)...Yeah!!

Well, Far Right is Hell-bent fer leather...
We're back hasslin' Lib'rals like Slick Will!!!
YO!! You RINOs just might wanna ponder...
Why Ashcroft wouldn't whup Slick'n'Hill!!

'Cuz if this Nation don't trust Prez'dent George...
The House shall fill the bill!!

Mudboy Slim

 

[Mudboy Slim]

"Interesting tidbit from LP.org"

Am I always the last to know?!

SHEEEESH...MUD

[Mudboy Slim]

"Kerry's Party!!"
(To be sung to Bruce Springsteen's "Sherry Darlin'")

Dem Lib'rals yappin'...they're all deadbeats!!
Tell 'em it's all over...gonna be so sweet...
Next November's mournin', yer gonna be goin' down to the unemployment agency!!
'Cuz each morning Right be fightin'...no, we won't give up...
'Til Dubyuh wins...traitors, just shut up!!
Gonna be the last time DemRATS gonna be threatnin' the FRee!!

(Chorus)
Lemme tell ya there's a Lib'ral runnin' to be Prez'dent...
The dude's gawky and he's houndin' Dem young chicks!!
She can take yer guilt trip back to yer ghetto tonight!!
'Cuz the gang's all here and the FReepin's "FRee"...
Kerry's a fool, stop his blasphemy!!
Hey, Willie, why're you slayin' Kerry's Party?!!

FReeper gals flirtin' while they FReep...
They got great minds...and they know how to teach!!
There'll be no backtrackin' out here in Flyover Country!!
John Kerry, Left's love for you ain't real...
Boy, yer just fillin' in fer Hillary!!
Jane Kerry, RAT Party has its hero, Slick Willie!!

(Chorus)
Lemme tell ya there's a Lib'ral runnin' to be Prez'dent...
Dude looks gawky while he's bird-doggin' Dem phat chicks!!
You can take yer morals back to the ghetto tonight!!
'Cuz the gang's all here and the FReepin' "FRee"...
Kerry's a FOOL, Hanoi John's tyranny!!
Hey, Hill'ry, why you playin' Kerry's Party?!!

[Bigman on sax, CM on guitar]

Folks, keep fighting fer what's Right...ignore the pain!!
Let the bleedin'-hearted spew their spin!!
Kerry, you can run, but be warned, "Be Wary of the Right!!"
Tell Dem Lib'rals down in Central Park...
And all you politicos who're missin' the mark...
Say, Slick Willie, won't you pray fer yer Party?!
Hey, Willie, why'd you slay Kerry's Party?!

FReegards...MUD (02/23/2004)

[Mudboy Slim]

"Lib'ralDaze!!"
(To be sung to Jimi Hendrix's "Purple Haze")

Lib'ralDaze Rottin' RATS' Brains!!
Lately, Voters jist don't Feel Left's SHAME!!!
RATS're SCUMMY...'Cuz RATS LOVE to LIE!!
'Scuse me while MUD WHUPS RATPIE!!"

Lib'ralDaze afflicts Cowards...
RATS don't know if they're goin' up or down!!
NO RATS're Happy...Left LOVES Misery!!
Whatever it is, Lib'rals are LOATHED by the FRee!!

Lib'ralDaze...Caused by Slick's LIES!!
Can't tell what is Wrong or Right!!
You got MUD FReepin'...WHUPPIN' RATS' SLIME!!
Fight Fer Tomorrow...'cuz MUD's Future's RIGHT!!

Mudboy Slim (01/21/2003)

[Happygal]

Hi Mud!!

Just wanted to say Happy and peace-filled Christmas to you and yours.

Christmas, it's a funny old time of year. Emotions go into flummox...from the frustration of the mass-consumerism (and allowing oneself enter into that), to the aching loss for people (now passed on) we wish we could buy presents for.

Still, a nice sentimental wee time.
And it's okay to be sentimental on Christmas Eve.

I raise an egg nog toast to my Mam (I miss her badly at this time of year), and to Greg. And I raise a toast to you, Landru, JLA and ALL of the other good Freeper friends whom I've come to love and appreciate.

An Irish wish...Nollaig Shona daoibh go leir.

[Mudboy Slim]

"I raise an egg nog toast to my Mam (I miss her badly at this time of year), and to Greg. And I raise a toast to you, Landru, JLA and ALL of the other good Freeper friends whom I've come to love and appreciate."

I'll join you in that Christmas toast...it's been great getting to know all the characters around here, someday I hope to meet you all in person, so we can formally enjoy said toast.

Utmost FReegards...MUD

BTW...Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Night!!

[Mudboy Slim]

Seven hunnerd...MUD