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_the-shooting-of-dan-mcgrew-poem-recited-taylor-holmes.webp "Notice the wild ragtime piano playing at the very start of this poem from the Yukon.<br/><br/>The Shooting of Dan McGrew<br/><br/>Poem by Robert W. Service <br/><br/>A bunch of the boys were whooping it up in the Malamute saloon;<br/>The kid that handles the music-box was hitting a jag-time tune;<br/>Back of the bar, in a solo game, sat Dangerous Dan McGrew,<br/>And watching his luck was his light-o'-love, the lady that's known as Lou.<br/><br/>When out of the night, which was fifty below, and into the din and the glare,<br/>There stumbled a miner fresh from the creeks, dog-dirty, and loaded for bear.<br/>He looked like a man with a foot in the grave and scarcely the strength of a louse,<br/>Yet he tilted a poke of dust on the bar, and he called for drinks for the house.<br/>There was none could place the stranger's face, though we searched ourselves for a clue;<br/>But we drank his health, and the last to drink was Dangerous Dan McGrew.<br/><br/>There's men that somehow just grip your eyes, and hold them hard like a spell;<br/>And such was he, and he looked to me like a man who had lived in hell;<br/>With a face most hair, and the dreary stare of a dog whose day is done,<br/>As he watered the green stuff in his glass, and the drops fell one by one.<br/>Then I got to figgering who he was, and wondering what he'd do,<br/>And I turned my head — and there watching him was the lady that's known as Lou.<br/><br/>His eyes went rubbering round the room, and he seemed in a kind of daze,<br/>Till at last that old piano fell in the way of his wandering gaze.<br/>The rag-time kid was having a drink; there was no one else on the stool,<br/>So the stranger stumbles across the room, and flops down there like a fool.<br/>In a buckskin shirt that was glazed with dirt he sat, and I saw him sway;<br/>Then he clutched the keys with his talon hands — my God! but that man could play.<br/><br/>Were you ever out in the Great Alone, when the moon was awful clear,<br/>And the icy mountains hemmed you in with a silence you most could hear;<br/>With only the howl of a timber wolf, and you camped there in the cold,<br/>A half-dead thing in a stark, dead world, clean mad for the muck called gold;<br/>While high overhead, green, yellow and red, the North Lights swept in bars? —<br/>Then you've a hunch what the music meant. . . hunger and night and the stars.<br/><br/>And hunger not of the belly kind, that's banished with bacon and beans,<br/>But the gnawing hunger of lonely men for a home and all that it means;<br/>For a fireside far from the cares that are, four walls and a roof above;<br/>But oh! so cramful of cosy joy, and crowned with a woman's love —<br/>A woman dearer than all the world, and true as Heaven is true —<br/>(God! how ghastly she looks through her rouge, — the lady that's known as Lou.)<br/><br/>Then on a sudden the music changed, so soft that you scarce could hear;<br/>But you felt that your life had been looted clean of all that it once held dear;<br/>That someone had stolen the woman you loved; that her love was a devil's lie;<br/>That your guts were gone, and the best for you was to crawl away and die.<br/>")
_i-spit-on-your-grave-2-katie-tortures-ivan-final-revenge-ispitonyourgrave2.webp "ManofBlacksteel21")
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_i-spit-on-your-grave-2-katie-tortures-georgie-ispitonyourgrave2.webp "ManofBlacksteel21")
_lil-mabu-x-chriseanrock-mr-take-ya-btch-oficial-video.webp "Ha, I don't really do this diss shit, but, damn <br/> <br/>Yeah, haha <br/> <br/>Mabu, what the fuck? <br/> <br/> <br/>Like, I'm Mr. Take Ya Bitch (Bitch) <br/> <br/>Take her for a trip (Trip) <br/> <br/>Fly her to New York, sign my name all on her tits (Sheesh, Haha) <br/> <br/>Yes, I took his lady (Lady) <br/> <br/> <br/>I like blue faces so I took his baby <br/> <br/> <br/>Fuck Blueface, I had to find a new bae <br/> <br/>Yeah, 'ight, with my boo, fuck what you say (Fuck what you say) <br/> <br/>I might put it in his face, 'cause he wanna taste (Sheesh) <br/> <br/>This that newborn pussy, make my water break (Hah) <br/> <br/>Only thing that's broke is my fuckin' water (Water) <br/> <br/>Gave birth to my kid, but I hate his father (His father) <br/> <br/>I used to fuck with blues, now I fuck with ones <br/> <br/> <br/>Only fuck with white boy's that be totin' guns <br/> <br/> <br/>I'm Mr. Take Ya Bitch (Bitch) <br/> <br/>Take her for a trip (Trip) <br/> <br/>Fly her to New York, sign my name all on her tits (Sheesh, Haha) <br/> <br/>Yes, I took his lady (Lady) <br/> <br/>I like blue faces so I took his baby <br/> <br/> <br/>And, no, this not a diss (Diss) <br/> <br/> <br/>But I know Wack 100 ain't gon' like this (This) <br/> <br/>'Cause he fuck with snitches and I don't like kids (Kids) <br/> <br/>And he probably racist and don't like white kids (And don't like white kids) <br/> <br/>Hi-hi-hit him in the face with the Drac' (Drac'), leave him (Leave him) <br/> <br/>Show him I take money to the grave, no breathin' (Breathin') <br/> <br/>Crodie six-deep, now I'm six-deep in his chick <br/> <br/>I might take your whole flow and then take ya' bitch (And then take ya' bitch) <br/> <br/> <br/>I'm Mr. Take Ya Bitch (Bitch) <br/> <br/>Take her for a trip (Trip) <br/> <br/>Fly her to New York, sign my name all on her tits (Sheesh, Haha) <br/> <br/>Yes, I took his lady (Lady) <br/> <br/>I like blue faces so I took his baby <br/> <br/> <br/>Yeah, 'ight <br/> <br/>So I took his baby <br/> <br/>I like blue faces so I took his baby <br/> <br/>Letra: https://www.letrasboom.com/letra/mr-take-ya-b-tch-lil-mabu")
_i-spit-on-your-grave-2011-stanley-and-andy39s-death-scene.webp "oth4ever1000")
_i-spit-on-your-grave-shotgun-scene.webp "La niche du Pit")
_lets-celebrate-easter-for-a-while.webp "This year, I’m glad to see Lent come to an end, and not just because of Easter Alleluias and Cadbury dark chocolate eggs.<br/><br/>It was a tough Lent. Part of it, of course, had nothing explicitly to do with Lent. The news has generally been dreadful, a reminder, I suppose of why we need saving. This broken, battered, cruel world needs a savior. I need a savior.<br/><br/>Perhaps this was not true for you, but my Lent was especially difficult because I had trouble keeping my Lenten resolves. None of them were all that hard, by the way. But each of them demanded a certain amount of diligence in the sacrifice, and diligence was a struggle this year.<br/><br/>I won’t go into all the bloody details, except to say that when “Son of a … ” flew from my lips, only to remember that I had resolved to refrain from saying “Son of a … ,” well, it was that kind of Lent.<br/><br/>One of my favorite Easter reflections is from St. John Chrysostom. He is a saint revered by both the Eastern and Western churches, and for many good reasons. But this quote from his Easter homily proclaiming the time to celebrate reveals his Christ-like love of our poor humanity.<br/><br/>“First and last alike receive your reward; rich and poor, rejoice together! Sober and slothful, celebrate the day! You that have kept the fast, and you that have not, rejoice today for the Table is richly laden! Feast royally on it, the calf is a fatted one. Let no one go away hungry. Partake, all, of the cup of faith. Enjoy all the riches of His goodness! Let no one grieve at his poverty, for the universal kingdom has been revealed. Let no one mourn that he has fallen again and again; for forgiveness has risen from the grave.”<br/><br/>“Forgiveness has risen from the grave,” so “you that have kept the fast, and you that have not,” come and celebrate all the same. All of us: Those of us who didn’t do so well this Lent. Those of us who kept our resolutions with gritted teeth and quiet grumbling. Those of us who sacrificed with a prayerful soul and a smile.<br/><br/>St. Chrysostom reminds us that all of us are invited to the feast: The lazy and the good, the sober and the slothful, rich and poor.<br/>")
_i-spit-on-your-grave-2-2013-kill-count.webp "Horror Net")
_spit-on-yr-grave-3-vengeance-is-mine.webp "G G")
_resurrection-i-am-the-resurrection-and-the-life-season-4-scene.webp "Resurrection “I AM the resurrection and the life.” (Season 4 Scene)<br/>#BingeJesus #GetUsedToDifferent<br/>Martha never doubted Jesus could work a miracle—even if that meant raising the dead. But she never expected Him to BE the miracle itself. Instead of saying, “Yes, I’ll bring your brother back to life,” He said, “I AM the resurrection and the life.” We’d call that a mic drop, but it’s more like dropping an entire mic factory.<br/><br/>Adapted from John chapter 11, this incredible moment sets the stage for not only the raising of Lazarus, but for Jesus coming out of His own grave…and on that note, happy Easter!")
_i-spit-on-your-grave-2011-johnny-death-scene-clean-version.webp "oth4ever1000")
_i-spit-on-your-grave-2010-kill-count.webp "Horror Net")
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