Masterlock masters degree he man. ( masters of the universe ) Master at arms master chef master craft. ski boats Bushmaster firearms. (not happening)
I'd sho' likes me one uh dem Burick Roadmassas'...Wiv a fo-n- a-quota... Have to bone up on the ******* american dialect again. I thought I left that in Chicago. Is it OK for me to use bruhbonics here? Sure cant call it English anymore. Now its' ANGUISH. ws I dare anyone here to peruse URBAN DICTIONARY.com
Master Song Leonard Cohen Release Date: December 27, 1967 I believe that you heard your master sing When I was sick in bed I suppose that he told you everything That I keep locked away in my head Your master took you travelling Well at least that's what you said And now do you come back to bring Your prisoner wine and bread You met him at some temple Where they take your clothes at the door He was just a numberless man in a chair Who'd just come back from the war And you wrap up his tired face in your hair And he hands you the apple core Then he touches your lips now so suddenly bare Of all the kisses we put on some time before And he gave you a German Shepherd to walk With a collar of leather and nails And he never once made you explain or talk About all of the little details Such as who had a word and who had a rock And who had you through the mails Now your love is a secret all over the block And it never stops not even when your master fails And he took you up in his aeroplane Which he flew without any hands And you cruised above the ribbons of rain That drove the crowd from the stands Then he killed the lights in a lonely lane And an ape with angel glands Erased the final wisps of pain With the music of rubber bands And now I hear your master sing You kneel for him to come His body is a golden string That your body is hanging from His body is a golden string My body has growin' numb Oh now you hear your master sing Your shirt is all undone And will you kneel beside this bed That we polished so long ago Before your master chose instead To make my bed of snow? Your eyes are wild and your knuckles are red And you're speaking far too low No I can't make out what your master said Before he made you go Now I think you're playing far too rough For a lady who's been to the moon; I've lain by this window long enough To get used to an empty room And your love is some dust in an old man's cough Who is tapping his foot to a tune And your thighs are a ruin, you want too much Let's say you came back some time too soon Now I loved your master perfectly I taught him all that he knew He was starving in some deep mystery Like a man who is sure what is true And I sent you to him with my guarantee I could teach him something new And I taught him how you would long for me No matter what he said no matter what you'd do Now I believe that you heard your master sing While I was sick in bed I'm sure that he told you everything I must keep locked away in my head Your master took you travelling Well at least that's what you said And now do you come back to bring Your prisoner wine and bread
Every educated rational black friend I have feel exactly the way you guys do. (I dont have any uneducated irrational black friends. )
Dang yankees LOL... Indigenous sounds like a racial slur to me. Better burn down the MACdonalds... ws Cant make this stuff up. "Its the end of the world as we know it..." https://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/b...hrew-it-in-a-harbor/ar-BB16lEvx?ocid=msedgntp https://www.google.com/search?sxsrf=ALeKk001kwk809ngICA228dXlRq85gYj6A:1593986455450&source=hp&ei=l00CX8KPGYqFtQbRx4OQBA&q=baltimore+city+council+president+brandon+scott&gs_ssp=eJzj4tVP1zc0zDAoq0pJy6kwYPTSS0rMKcnMzS9KVUjOLKlUSM4vzUvOzFEoKEotzkxJzStRSCpKzEvJz1MoTs4vKQEAvtwXAg&oq=Baltimore+City+Council+President+Brandon+Scott&gs_lcp=CgZwc3ktYWIQARgAMgUILhCTAlDnH1jnH2CHOmgAcAB4AIABd4gBd5IBAzAuMZgBAKABAqABAaoBB2d3cy13aXo&sclient=psy-ab
I just realized I retired a Master Sergeant in the USAF, then saw your post. Guess I lose my retirement?
I guess we will get further "guidance" on these matters. Next will be male and female connectors because everyone knows there are 72 genders!
Jill-off of course! I hope everyone realizes what all this diversity training is going to cost! Dont forget, its not going to appease those who are weak (mentally). ws
Bought a set of these MASTERFORCE wrenches at Menards today before the new models come out... A new and improved adjustable wrench set due out by next Januaryteenth...
So what are we going to call that game with the little ball and clubs they play in Augusta every year except when we are being scammed with Wuhan flu.
Anything like a BAT BOY having to be called a BAT MAN?? Or are we talking BALL BOYS in tennis?? I'm sticking with street "L's" in pipe fittings for now. Dont need a march at the Homo Depot! ws
