I don't own a whip.

SCJwl wrote:

I don't own a whip.

I really need to start at the top, instead of coming in on the last post. This one had me really interested.

LMAO!

*Starz* wrote:

On second thought...maybe...if he were to give us all flowers again...(we might forgive him)... :lalala

It's going to take a LOT more than flowers, lol!

NolezXP wrote:

With all the bats and hammers, you ladies are violent, that's for sure. Although it is cool when the ladies get fiesty.

UMM? We're violent?! You wanted opinions on what to buy for a gun and we're violent? I just gave you the fuming face.

You know, if someone looks at the heading for this thread, American Idol, and then starts somewhere down in the posts, they're gonna get really confused and possibly frightened. LOL

:woot Go, Deb! We are women and we are proud, LMAO :woot

dlt wrote:

NolezXP wrote: With all the bats and hammers, you ladies are violent, that's for sure. Although it is cool when the ladies get fiesty. UMM? We're violent?! You wanted opinions on what to buy for a gun and we're violent?

Yes and....yes. :lalala

This whole thread makes me think of that song by Hot Action Cop - Fever For The Flaver for some odd reason. Maybe it's because they won't stop playing it. Apparently it's No. 1 on the charts here in the south. How about everywhere else.

4. Fever For The Flava ** (4:08)

Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie
Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky
You my electrical lip balm flava
I gotta do ya until the next song saves ya
And can I get a little zip zip lookie lookie
Can I get a little uh uh nookie nookie
Hey whatcha say, it doesn’t matter anyway
You won’t do another ’cause you’re getting with me

She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
And did I mention, hey pay attention
Gonna take that bootie to the nudie dimension
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

Chorus
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty shy whoap
Oh hey hey hey hey hey hey oh pretty pretty fly whoap
What do I have to say to get inside girl what do I have to say

Can I get a little yum, yum kitty kitty
Just a little sumthin sumthin itty bitty
Do you wanna get triple x groovie
Gimme gimme some of that kinda movie
And let me spin ya like a record wicky wicky
Let me get you butt naked licky licky
Here we go yo here’s the scenario
Gonna strip you down like a car in the barrio

Ya got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
I’m your lovey dovey bedtime playa
Call me the super sexy boogie man slayer
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

Repeat Chorus
I got the fever for the flava of a cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!
Do you think that I can get some chickie chickie
Maybe gets a little finga sticky sticky
You wanna suck it like a bong hit wacky
You gotta be my First Lady Jackie

She got the power of the hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Let’s party hardy and rock n’ roll
We drink Bacardi and smoke a bowl
I got the green glow under my car
I got the boom boom system you can hear real far

Repeat Chorus
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
I got the fever for the flava of the cootchie
Yo hey ma yo hey ma yo hey mamama hootchie
Whoap Whoap Go!

LOL... aaah great Southern Music. Yup, they're from Tennessee.

...My Gawd...that's a song...John...I'm gettin' a bar of soap and washin' your mouth out...

Angie...do sumthin' with him...