GOATS Strategy: Stage One

[crow]

Here's a couple verses of a little song I wrote about the "Shattered Flockers"
You can hum along to the tune of Marty Robbins "Big Iron on His hip"



To the deep dark public forest rode a Flocker one fine day
Hardly spoke to the jakes around him, didn't know just what to say
No jakes dared to come to calling, no jakes dared to make a slip
For the Flocker there among them had an E-caller on his hip,
E-caller on His hip.


It was early in the dawn when Le Clod fell to the ground,
He came stumbling from the darkness loudly yelping all around
He's a Flocker Run an Gunning said the jakes from their lips
And He's here to do some squealing with the E-caller on his hip,
E-caller on His hip.

Great tune but who's Le Clod and does he die in the end?

fixed it for you, and time will tell

[JeffC]

So honored that the grumpies would serenade us with a song!!

[JeffC]

 

[JeffC]

secret Grumpies team meeting...we need a turkey fast..

[lacire]

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[Happy]

The only GOATS phrase you need to remember are the words of my hero and life coach Johnny Bravo. "Man I'm pretty"!

[lacire]

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[JeffC]

The only GOATS phrase you need to remember are the words of my hero and life coach Johnny Bravo. "Man I'm pretty"!

[lacire]

The only GOATS phrase you need to remember are the words of my hero and life coach Johnny Bravo. "Man I'm pretty"!

Hapless after you shave your upper lip do you do your bikini line too?

[JeffC]

Hapless needs more then a shave can fix

[Happy]

It's OK guys you can be jealous......

[lacire]

It's OK guys you can be jealous......

I'd be jealous once a year on Halloween 

[crow]

Vs 3, Big Iron



In this woods there lived a Strutter by the name of ole Black Head,
Many Flockers tried to take him, many Flockers turned and Fled
He's a Spitter and a Drummer filled with lead shot number Four
And he Flogged and Spurred poor Jiffy till he won't come back for More,
Won't come back for More

[lacire]

Vs 3, Big Iron



In this woods there lived a Strutter by the name of ole Black Head,
Many Flockers tried to take him, many Flockers turned and Fled
He's a Spitter and a Drummer filled with lead shot number Four
And he Flogged and Spurred poor Jiffy till he won't come back for More,
Won't come back for More

I like singing this to goat riders in the sky. 

[lacire]

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