Agnetha! Please!

Take a Chance on Me!

I will worship You!

Every Day!

You will be my

QUEEN!

My Dancing One!

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This Vid NEVER Grows Old for Me.

(And I am an ‘Old Fuck!’)

Can’t take my eyes off of you… Agnetha!

“You’re just too good to be true!”

“I love you Baby!”

(Yeah, I am in Possession of fantasies)

I’d eat a mile of your s…

Just to see where it came from.

(‘Lance you’re disgusting!’)

Yes. I know.

Disgustingly Honest!

Sue me!

But LOVE ME!

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Mamma!

Me!

Ahhhh!

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“Super-Duper-Storm-Trouper-Group”

Does not EVEN Come Close as a Valid Descriptor.

These Four changed my life.

(For the much better)

And Forever!

Back in ‘79

While in Sinai!

Oops! I fucked up the link!

Try this one!

A Desert!

But once I Discovered ABBA, I found myself residing in

‘The Garden of Eden.’

And my life was enriched.

Forever!

I will never be able to express…

How much

They impressed!

(And the)

Happiness they gave

To save!

Me!

And right at about that time…

Nickel an’ dime…

Was the time… I needed saving the most.

ABBA saved me from me.

Thank You ABBA!

Thank You!

“Thanks, Thanks, And Ever Thanks!

I still will, Always Love You,

Agnetha,

Even if you are old

(and perhaps somewhat Gray)

Now...

You are STILL Beautiful!

Shit!

We are ALL OLD NOW!

But…

We MADE The Seventies!

Unforgettable

Unregrettable!

P.S.,

The ABBA Girls Are

JUST TOO HAPPY

In This!

They LOVE Their Work!

And This IS ….

Precisely Why…

All The Reasons Why….

I love

THEM!

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Yeah!

Lance is Revisiting

DRUNK

en-ness

You Go Get ’em Nessy!

Get Messy!

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Sorry Kids!

Had to!

(The Perfection Woman!)

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Sorry Folks!

But this was a ‘Had To!’

‘A Must Do!’

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First ‘version’

Of this (above)

Would NOT load.

(Up-Loader Tagged it: ‘Private!’)

I had to respond:

“Hey! Asshole!

There is Nada ‘Private’…

… On The Internet!

Now Go and fuck your Private Self!.”

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Added—In–I’m Dumb:

But I have one final point to make.

The choreography on the ‘Dancing Queen’ performance is just

Fukking Magical!

I love how the girls sing at each other face-to-face and then suddenly sing back-to-back.

Don’t think I have ever seen that done before or since.

It works so well!

Perfection Stage Presence!

Lightning Captured In A Bottle!

And ‘Captured’ On My Computer Hard-Drive—For All Time.

(Yes! I have ‘Back-Ups’)

–I am a Computer Nerd.

Remember?

Lance Looks in the Mirror

First time in some years…

(Risky, Dangerous Enterprise? Yes?!)

Casually regards the visage staring back at him.

“Something’s missing,” he says.

Dons DEVO hat.

Yeah!

Hell yeah!

That’s the “Look!”

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“Maternity Flight Suits????”

Joe? Really?

I never watched the movie, “G.I. Jane”

(Because it was a farce and insulted the Navy SEAL program), but… come on Man!”

“Maternity Flight Suits????”

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(Maybe it is time for me to give ‘G.I. Jane’ a second chance. Cannot possibly be worse than the garbage coming down the pike these days.)

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I died along the way.

But at least I showed up.

Twice

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This post is in desperate need of some

‘Joni’

To talk me down off that ledge

I have found me Precariously placed on…

(or is it ‘upon’?)

Which is the ‘proper’ word?

Ask me how many fucks I give.

I write; therefore I Yam!

Just call me ‘Popeye!’

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Vid Cred: jmms429

Song credit: Who do you think?

Michelle, Ma Belle: Tease

“Michelle, ma belle.  These are words that go together well. My Michelle”:

This is a ‘teaser’ for something I am currently working.

(‘Tis an expanding part of my “Great Mistakes Naval Training Center” Nascent Series)

Remember

The Marine”?

The Little Blonde One?

Of Course you do!

This will be way better.

Believe me?

Good.

I have this bridge for sale; kindly follow me into the ‘Showroom.’

We’ll talk ‘Price’ later…

For now, just gape, gasp, and be awestruck.

And Remember Kids: I don’t do fiction.

All my ‘stories’ are bona-fide.

Continued Here:

Video Credit: Starr’s Music

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Anyone ever notice that Paul McCartney can’t speak French for Shit?

“Me Shell… My Bell”

Really Paul?

Please stick to English Paul.

And this from a Texan who destroys French with a Texan accent.

“Mercy Bow Chops Y’all!”

(OK. Not that bad, but almost)

I have been perma-banished from Paris… France.

They still welcome me in Paris, Texas.

Thank God!

Dead Reckoning, Abusive Muse: This is the End

Video Credit: Christian Davies

Previous

I was not to be denied.

“Kate! Katherine! Muse!” I shouted, as I bounded from my computer chair over to her.

“I love you! Will you marry me or no? I must know!”

I stood in front of her, trembling.

She stood up, sidestepped the nasty coffee table, and walked up to face me at very close range.

She pierced me with those eyes. Looked down (almost sadly—I perceived—then took my hands into hers)

She looked back into my eyes and said,

“Lance, Baby, you understand I am not a real girl. You created me. I live in your mind and at your leisure.”

“Whaaaa?”

“Yes. I am a figment of your mind. Does not mean I don’t love you. I will always be here for you. And if you choose, I will love you. I will ‘write’ you, as far as you may write yourself. But ‘marry’?

I cannot.

You must write for YOU, and only for YOU.”

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She dropped my hands and sat back down on The Nasty Couch. Took a sip of Pinot, picked up her NY Times, took another sip of Pinot, and a drag off her Virginia Slims, and as if nothing had just happened, got back to being Her.

I retired to my writing chair. Sat there for some moments, tears welling, then smiled inside.

“She will always love me. She has no choice. It is all up to me,” I mused.

And then I got busy writing.

After some pregnant pauses…

“Hey Asshole! You better be writing something readable!” I heard from over my shoulder.

Yes! She loves me still!

                THE END

And Afterall:

Just to ‘Lighten’ the mood…

The Sudden Stark Realization That MS Muse Was Not Real…

Bummed Me The Fuck Out.

But I got over it.

“Linda & Lance Go To Mars” (And They Lived Happily Ever After)

Yet one more stupid FaceBork Post:

“I gotta repost this post and allow me to enlighten and explain to you why:

At least thirty-three percent of the songs are songs that JOhnny Whitley reminded me of or turned onto for the very first time.

Thank you Johnny:  My good, great newly re-discovered friend from “The Old HG Daze”.

Thank you Johnny. You have brought joy back into my life.

Joy was missing in action.

Now she has returned.

“Welcome back Joy. I have missed you.”

(Muse sitting on the ‘Nasty Couch’ looks up and glares at me)

I am sincere in this statement .

You have not  an idea.

But actually, I’d wager you do.

“Linda Went to Mars.”

And Lance was on that same spaceship….

We were shit-mates

Me and Linda.

And we ENJOYED  the ride.

We did not so much enjoy our “arrival”

You see…

Life is all about the “journey”

Never about the final destination arrival.

Very much so

MERRY  CHRISTMAS”

Oh shit!

I made an esoteric reference

Here is the link:

Shit that makes me happy

Added value:

Dandy Don

I used to love watching the Cowboys play football.

Pro Football today is not worth a cup of warm spit.

This is my opinion and I am not shy about expressing it.

Come back and hit this link after you finish reading this ‘marvelous’ post.

Somewhere below is a wonderful tribute to the “Original Dallas Cowboy.”

Watch it if you were ever a fan.

Fun fact: My uncle, Bud ‘Bubba’ Pylant  (Winnsboro) once or twice or maybe thrice faced Don –Dandy Don– Meredith (Mount Vernon) on the gridiron.

I love Texas football history

(I have been scolded and threatened by NFL Films for stealing their video–guess how many fucks I give.

Lookie here!

This is me, shaking in my cowboy boots. Hahahhaa)

Since You-Are-Fucked-Too-Boob-Tube has deemed it necessary to delete my orig video tribute to Don Meredith, I just went and stole a different one. Not the one I prefer, but it works. (Thanks to J.T. Hill)

Rest In Peace Don, you wonderful great Texan who entertained me and added value to my life for so many, many years.

Trying again

Fuck you! YouTube

And Fuck you too NFL.

And in case you haven’t noticed, no one is watching your garbage prima-donnas these days.

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Kinda related below

(Y’all just knew I could not post a post about Texas without my belov’d Dixie Chicks)