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Weird things can happen - itsune9tl - 11-11-2016
When Doug plays Swing
And I don't mean that is just in combat.
- Bob Schroeck - 11-11-2016
Oh, that"s sweet. I just shared it with Peggy and Helen, who both loved it.
I'm a long-time Caravan Palace fan, too... and the only thing that keeps me from using their music more is I never get around to looking up their lyrics so I know exactly what they're singing. I just listen and enjoy.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
- itsune9tl - 12-02-2016
Quote:"Lone Digger"Combat EnhancementAlternates between Halving Combat actions, and granting Emotional Clarity, on the verses.Then to Double Combat actions, and Evasion speed on the Chorus.
Hey, brother, what you thinking?
Leave that old record spinning
You feel the rhythm, going
(They call it lonely digging)
Let's end your time to lay low
Your knees a-bending, so
It's time to get up and let go
(You're gonna come undone)
Hey, mama, how's it going?
Can't see your body moving
Don't leave the party dying
(They call it lonely digging)
Your booty shaking, you know
Your head has no right to say no
Tonight it's "ready, set, go"
Baby can you move it round the rhythm
So we can get with 'em,
To the ground and get us a rock and roll round
Just a downtown body body coming with a super-hottie
Let's go, yes, no, hell no
Baby can you move it round the rhythm
Cause you know we're living in the fast lane, speed up
It ain't no game, just turn up all the beams when I come up on the scene
Hey, brother, what you thinking?
That good ol' sound is ringing
They don't know what they're missing
(They call it lonely digging)
Let's end your time to lay low
Your knees a-bending, so
It's time to get up and let go
Hey, brother, nice and steady
Put down your drink, you ready
It's hard when things get messy
(They call it lonely digging)
Your booty shaking, you know
Your head has no right to say no
Tonight it's "ready, set, go"
Baby can you move it round the rhythm
So we can get with 'em
To the ground and get us a rock and roll round
Just a downtown body body coming with a super-hottie
Let's go, yes, no, hell no
Baby can you move it round the rhythm
Cause you know we're living in the fast lane, speed up
It ain't no game, just turn up all the beams when I come up on the scene
Baby can you move it round the rhythm
So we can get with 'em
To the ground and get us a rock and roll round
Just a downtown body body coming with a super-hottie
Let's go, yes, no, hell no
Baby can you move it round the rhythm
Cause you know we're living in the fast lane, speed up
It ain't no game, just turn up all the beams when I come up on the scene
Grants one secondary target protection from direct attacks as long as said target makes no combat actions.
Quote: "Comics"This just shoves every thing in the room under the "Bed".Irreguardless of size of Objects or Space available.
I hope you got hit by the boogie
They keep it all under my bed
Our mouth goes in, got the money
Move it, move it all under my bed
Oh, my pops used to say I'm a chumpy
They keep it all under my bed
Them girls and I can't fight it
And it's something I can put in my bed
I hope you got hit by the boogie
But that was justified by the pay
Our mouth goes in, got the money
Move it, move it all under my bed
I really hope you got hit by the boogie
That'd be the fee of my pay
Then it gets funny, do you feel me?
And it's, and it's something, and it's, and it's
I hope you got hit by the boogie
They keep it all under my bed
Our mouth goes in, got the money
Move it, move it all under my bed
Oh, my pops used to say I'm a chumpy
They keep it all under my bed
Them girls and I can't fight it
And it's something I can put in my bed
I hope you got hit by the boogie
But that was justified by the pay
Our mouth goes in, got the money
Move it, move it all under my bed
I really hope you got hit by the boogie
That'd be the fee of my pay
Then it gets funny, do you feel me?
And it's, and it's something, and it's, and it's
Under my bed, under my bed, under my bed, under my bed
Under my bed, under my bed, under my bed
Under my bed, under my bed, under my bed, under my bed
Under my bed, under my bed, under my bed
Move it, move it all under my bed
Under my bed
And it's, and it's something, and it's, and it's
Fun to watch, but you end with a Bed on top of a pile of things.
- Bob Schroeck - 02-05-2017
..I can imagine some combat uses for shoving things under a bed...
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.