my happy 4th, a reminder:

Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure.



We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced.

It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.

 

fireworks and beer! woo hoo!

 

The Concord Hymn​

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1837)​

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By the rude bridge that arched the flood,​

Their flag to April's breeze unfurled;​

Here once the embattled farmers stood;​

And fired the shot heard round the world.​

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Hotwater​

 

Here's a good 4th of July song for everyone:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d0zp9uX9B6I

 

I have watch, 16-24, on the 4th........

 

Stand your ground. Don't fire unless fired upon, but if they mean to have a war, let it begin here -- Captain John Parker to the company assembled on Lexington Green.




Hotwater
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um, excuse me, I just made this a woa is crummy thread!!!!

 

I don't care... I'm just gonna smoke and swim and see friends then nap.

 

Ok man,but I gotta warn ya, it doesn't rhyme.

Let's all weep for crummy,​

He's got watch til midnight.​

Let's all weep for crummy,​

He's got sand in his vagina.​

Let's all weep for crummy,​

raise our beers in his honor.​

what is crummy watching?​

probably something painted gray.​

 

JOHNNY CASH LYRICS

"Ragged Old Flag"

I walked through a county courthouse square
On a park bench, an old man was sittin' there.
I said, "Your old court house is kinda run down,
He said, "Naw, it'll do for our little town".
I said, "Your old flag pole is leaned a little bit,
And that's a ragged old flag you got hangin' on it".
He said, "Have a seat", and I sat down,
"Is this the first time you've been to our little town"
I said, "I think it is"
He said "I don't like to brag, but we're kinda proud of
That Ragged Old Flag

"You see, we got a little hole in that flag there,
When Washington took it across the Delaware.
and It got powder burned the night Francis Scott Key sat watching it,
writing "Say Can You See"
It got a rip in New Orleans, with Packingham & Jackson
tugging at its seams.
and It almost fell at the Alamo
beside the Texas flag,
But she waved on though.
She got cut with a sword at Chancellorsville,
And she got cut again at Shiloh Hill.
There was Robert E. Lee and Beauregard and Bragg,
And the south wind blew hard on
That Ragged Old Flag

"On Flanders Field in World War I,
She got a big hole from a Bertha Gun,
She turned blood red in World War II
She hung limp, and low, a time or two,
She was in Korea, Vietnam, She went where she was sent
by her Uncle Sam.
She waved from our ships upon the briny foam
and now they've about quit wavin' back here at home
in her own good land here She's been abused,
She's been burned, dishonored, denied an' refused,
And the government for which she stands
Has been scandalized throughout out the land.
And she's getting thread bare, and she's wearin' thin,
But she's in good shape, for the shape she's in.
Cause she's been through the fire before
and i believe she can take a whole lot more.

"So we raise her up every morning
And we bring her down slow every night,
We don't let her touch the ground,
And we fold her up right.
On second thought
I *do* like to brag
Cause I'm mighty proud of
That Ragged Old Flag"

 

"Fuck you America!",

Love,

Osama.

 

now that the niceties have been observed, bring on the beer!

 

Fuckin' A! Beer and 'splody stuff! America, Fuck Yeah!

 

Grilled flesh anyone?

 

I'll even throw on veggie burgers for you rube's who think you've "evolved"...

 

Could I have a large portabella cap grilled with some Adobo and cumin, topped with a slice of pepperjack cheese, served on a whole wheat bun please?

 

yummy. i love those.

 

It's what I'm having for dinner.

 

Hoorah Beer and Explosives


wait, whats that one quote from Dazed and Confused...... oh yeah


"Now remember what your celebrating and thats the fact that a bunch of slave owning ,aristacratic ,white males didn't wanna pay their taxes........."


i love that movie

 

happy independance day, yall.