As Web's World Turns

[Websman]

The Aussies are all over this whole situation... http://www.aussiestockforums.com/for...5870#post45870

[Lyehopper]

I taped this last weekend when Webs, me and the "gang" went out for a night on the town....http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bhTeYaqIe3E&dpos=1

[Lyehopper]

Webs tries to make a hot trade on GEHL in the coffee shop....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YVov6NJU2tk&search=Star%20Trek%20G4tv%20Spock%20Kirk

[Lyehopper]

Doug-E-Fresh aka Th-Capn' does Webs a "favor" pool side....LOL!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-N6Cwhoh_s&search=Star%20Trek%20G4tv%20Spock%20Kirk

[Lyehopper]

Websman's stock trades have really paid off.... "it's SOLID BEEF!.... baby".... jejeje

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dyZ6oo0ktJQ&search=Star%20Trek%20G4tv%20Spock%20Kirk

[thebign1]

Where have you been Bign1? It's about time you came back...

.....I went back on the night shift in January, so I can only check in from late morning to mid-afternoon.

[Rob]

Puppet Shows

LOL! Those are pretty funny, Lye. I kinda like this one ... The bear's got good taste!

Something to keep you entertained while you're waiting for your GEHL orders to fill.

[spikefader]

lol good one Rob. I like it when the bear starts shakin' "Or I'll....I'll...." lol

[Websman]

Sorry I haven't responded Dudes...I was very busy yesterday and didn't log on.

Good stuff Lye and Rob! Jeeeeeejejejeeeeeeaaaaa!!!

Lye, I wish I would have known that you had a camera there!

I've been in cash since Monday, and I haven't really watched the market much. I figured I'd use this week to take a break from trading, get a fresh outlook and develop new ideas for the VTP.

[Websman]

Ahhh...My favorite song lyrics.

The preacher man says its the end of time
And the Mississippi River shes a goin dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only get mugged if you go down town
I live back in the woods you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
Cause when them ole boy raised on shotgun
We say grace and we say ma'am
If you ain't into that we don't give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains and the Western Skies
And we can skin a buck we can run a trot line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name just HillBilly
My GrandPa taught me to live off the land
And his taught him to be a business man
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Night
And I'd send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switch blade knife
For forty three dollars my friend lost his life
I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dudes eye
And shoot em' with my ole 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Were from North California and South Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck and run a trot line
And a country boy can survive

[Lyehopper]

Ahhh...My favorite song lyrics.

The preacher man says its the end of time
And the Mississippi River shes a goin dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only get mugged if you go down town
I live back in the woods you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
Cause when them ole boy raised on shotgun
We say grace and we say ma'am
If you ain't into that we don't give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains and the Western Skies
And we can skin a buck we can run a trot line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name just HillBilly
My GrandPa taught me to live off the land
And his taught him to be a business man
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Night
And I'd send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switch blade knife
For forty three dollars my friend lost his life
I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dudes eye
And shoot em' with my ole 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Were from North California and South Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck and run a trot line
And a country boy can survive

ahhhhhhhhhh! The VTP theme song!

I need to send Hank Jr. a jar of "The GoJi" in thanks for that song....

[Websman]

ahhhhhhhhhh! The VTP theme song!

I need to send Hank Jr. a jar of "The GoJi" in thanks for that song....

I've never met Hank, but I knew one of his daddy's best friends and I met his step sister (Cathy Adkinson/ Jett williams)...Hank hates her because shes went to court and proved that she was Hank Sr's daughter. She got a big chunk of Hanks money.

More Hank Jr trivia...Unkown trivia... According to my sources, who knew Hank Sr. and the family, Hank Jr is not actually Hank Sr's son...Yes my friends, Hank Jr is not his daddy's son. My sources tell me that Bocephus's father was former Alabama Governor Jim Folsom. Sound far fetched??? Get this...Hank Sr never called Hank Jr by his name. He called him Bocephus, because he knew that little Jr wasn't his son. Hank also knows it, but would never admit it. Olfd Audrey got around while Hank Sr was on the road. I'm sorry Hank Jr fans, but this info is for real...

[IIC]

Doug-E-Fresh aka Th-Capn' does Webs a "favor" pool side....LOL!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-N6C...20Spock%20Kirk

You're Nuts...LOL

[IIC]

Ahhh...My favorite song lyrics.

The preacher man says its the end of time
And the Mississippi River shes a goin dry
The interest is up and the stock markets down
And you only get mugged if you go down town
I live back in the woods you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do
We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
Cause when them ole boy raised on shotgun
We say grace and we say ma'am
If you ain't into that we don't give a damn

We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains and the Western Skies
And we can skin a buck we can run a trot line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name just HillBilly
My GrandPa taught me to live off the land
And his taught him to be a business man
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Night
And I'd send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switch blade knife
For forty three dollars my friend lost his life
I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dudes eye
And shoot em' with my ole 45
Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive

Were from North California and South Alabam
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck and run a trot line
And a country boy can survive

Those are OK if you are a HillBilly I guess...But these are better:

Artist/Band: Keith Toby
Lyrics for Song: Get Drunk And Be Somebody
Lyrics for Album: White Trash With Money

Yeah the big boss man, he likes to crack that whip
I ain't nothing but a number on his timecard slip,
I give him 40 hours and a piece of my soul,
Puts me somewhere at the bottom of his totem pole,
Hell I don't even think he knows my name...


Well all week long I'm a real nobody,
But I just punched out and its paycheck Friday,
Weekends here, good God almighty,
I'm going to get drunk and be somebody
Yeah, yeah, yeah...

My baby cuts hair at a beauty boutique,
Just blowin' and goin' till she dead on her feet,
They walk right in and sit right down,
She gives them what they want and then she spins them around,
Hey I don't think they even know her name...

All week long she's a real nobody,
but I just picked her up and its paycheck Friday,
Weekends here, good God almighty,
Baby lets get drunk and be somebody
Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Well just average people, in an everyday bar,
driving from work in our ordinary cars,
and I like to come here with the regular Joes,
drink all you want, be the star of the star
of the show


All week long bunch of real nobodies,
but we just punched out and its paycheck Friday,
Weekends here, good God almighty,
People lets get drunk (lets get drunk!)
All week long we're some real nobodies,
but we just punched out and its paycheck Friday,
Weekends here, good God almighty,
People lets get drunk and be somebody
Yeah, yeah, yeah...

___________________________________________

And of course my FAVE since December:

"Honky Tonk Badonkadonk"

Turn it up some
Alright boys, this is her favorite song
You know that right
So, if we play it good and loud
She might get up and dance again
Ooh, she put her beer down
Here she comes
Here she comes
Left left left right left
Whoo

Husslers shootin' eight ball
Throwin' darts at the wall
Feelin' damn near 10 ft. tall
Here she comes, Lord help us all
Ol' T.W.'s girlfriend done slapped him outta his chair
Poor ole boy, it ain't his fault
It's so hard not to stare
At that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk
(Aww son)

Now Honey, you can't blame her
For what her mama gave her
It ain't right to hate her
For workin' that money-maker
Band shuts down at two
But we're hangin' out till three
We hate to see her go
But love to watch her leave
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
With that honky tonk badonkadonk
(Ooh, that's what I'm talkin' bout right there, honey)

We don't care about the drinkin'
Barely listen to the band
Our hands, they start a shakin'
When she gets the urge to dance
Drivin' everybody crazy
You think you fell in love
Boys, you better keep your distance
You can look but you can't touch
That honkey tonk badonkadonk
Keepin' perfect rhythm
Make ya wanna swing along
Got it goin' on
Like Donkey Kong
And whoo-wee
Shut my mouth, slap your grandma
There outta be a law
Get the Sheriff on the phone
Lord have mercy, how's she even get them britches on
That honky tonk badonkadonk

That honky tonk badonkadonk
Yeah, that honky tonk badonkadonk

(That's it, right there boys, that's why we do what we do
It ain't for the money, it ain't for the glory, it ain't for the free whiskey
It's for the badonkadonk)

[IIC]

And as I said on the Chats back in January when some were excited about TRLG..."It is over...$400 jeans ain't gonna last...My wife's Badonkadonk Looks Just Fine in Her $25 Lee Jeans"...IIC