Tony Baloni

I'd like to announce that Bear Grylls receives my official nomination for worlds biggest badass.

On a damp sidewalk underneath a dim streetlight Stood the last fare of the night I pulled over, and she opened the door She said "take me to interstate 94" Through the rain cascading down my windsheild I could see the glow from the signs we pased As we gradually escaped the cities cold steel arms I broke the silence and asked Her name Highways are longer than our lives Our cars last longer than our souls. When the horizon is finally underneath us They disappear behind us with the meanings of the words we didn't learn til we were old We got to talking about philosophy As the fury from the storm outside crashed down on the trees She spoke like she knew my deepest fears She said I spoke like I've known her all these years We passed exit after exit I asked her where should I get off I turned around, she didn't make a sound But with her eyes she told me any choice was fine Highways are longer than our lives Our cars last longer than our souls. When the horizon is finally underneath us They disappear behind us with the meanings of the words we didn't learn til we were old I'm not gonna pretend that my life is bad I'm not gonna pretend that I'm always sad I left her standing in the rain on the shoulder of a blind curve She said if I needed her again I would always know where to find her...

Das Phunky Gewitter Warning. No offensive language. No lyrics.

No it's ok, go ahead.

We do.

omg how rood.

OMGz0rz, guyz, this isnt even about my song!!! its not fare!!! stop talking about other things and talk about meeee......

This is a nice ballad.

I'm not. As a matter of fact, right now, I'm wearing my Sunday best and listening to John Tesch while knitting my grandmother a sweater. And practicing my elecution.

Yes. She didn't like it.

Yes. No.

Yes.

Did I not warn you...

We recorded this tonight! Check it out: Loosen Up, It's a Funeral!

I bet McCartney's mother is at least a little smitten though.

Yep, that would be it exactly.

Here's a random question: Does anybody else ever just wake up in middle of the night and can't move or breath? It used to happen to me all the time, and then it stopped, but just last night it happened again.

SAN FRANCISCO – San Francisco police are searching for as many as three men who were riding in a car involved in a road rage shooting that killed a father and two of his sons. Police say Tony Bologna was driving home with two sons Sunday when he was forced to stop in an intersection, blocking the path of another car. Advertisement Bologna backed up his car to allow the other driver through. But someone from that car shot at Bologna's vehicle, killing him and his 20-year-old son Michael. Tony Bologna's youngest son, 16-year-old Matthew, was in critical condition in a hospital after being shot several times, but was taken off of life support Tuesday evening and pronounced dead. Police Tuesday released a sketch of the alleged gunman and are still searching for the gray-green or gray-blue Chrysler 300M.

A hell of an Oedipus complex.

People are d*cks And they have been d*cks to you since the day you were born And they will be d*cks to you till the day that die And then they'll feel super guilty and throw you a great big party Have all the shrimp cocktail you want Oh wait- you can't- you're dead.. At least make peace with your family and friends Oh wait- you can't- you're dead... We took the money for your medical bill And bought a nice shiny casket instead With a lid so we can stare at your corpse and say "Yep, he's really dead." People are d*cks And they have been d*cks to you since the day you were born And they will be d*cks to you till the day that die And then they'll feel super guilty and throw you a great big party Your uncle from Quebec who you met once when you were six Flew in just to say goodbye to your head Don't be rude, say goodbye to him too Oh wait, my bad, you're dead But if you were alive, you would simply have to try The cake we bought for your wake People are d*cks And they have been d*cks to you since the day you were born And they will be d*cks to you till the day that die And then they'll feel super guilty and throw you a great big party

This is the country I was born in It's the country I'll die in too We will stand up together And salute the red white and blue With the power of 1000 Eagles And the glory of the power of our strength We will win the war on terror No matter how long the length Cause our Nation's heart is strong But our army is stronger In our hearts we're never wrong Cause our enemies are wronger.

You know, after I wrote this, I had that exact same thought. We played this song at a bar last night.

I'd have to say, out of all the artists you hear on the radio a lot, my least favorites are Aerosmith um.... I guess that's really it. I'll like pretty much anything, except Aerosmith. They're like the tomato of the music world.

What's hyphy?? I'm a big fan of DnB music.

Ok, first, don't shower or shave for about 3 days, then find a bunch of orange, teal and purple XL clothes to wear, throw in an oversized flannel, a backwards hat, and some glasses the size of dinner plates, and you're good to go.