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Old 09-12-2013   #288
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Default Re: Lets make fun of them cowboys....

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Originally Posted by Dread-Head View Post
What do:

The Babylonians

Sumarians

Persians

Carthagenians

Spartans

Romans

Byzantines

Mongols

Khmer


and

Dallas Cowboys all have in common? They all have a GREAT HISTORY and all had EMPIRES.

Got a poem for ya bruh:

" I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: "Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away".



Wait...let me update Shelly's work:

I met a traveller from the metroplex
Who said: "Four vast trophies
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Jerrah Jones, King of Kings:
Look on my team, ye mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away".
Ok Dread, this amounts to three pages and all I asked was the answer to one simple question and I'm ignored. What gives?
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