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Show me yours…

Cyranny

 

Now, don’t be fooled. I am not encouraging a peeping movement, in The Cove! I have nothing against ”kinky”, but I am certainly not showing you mine! LOL You’ll have to be satisfied with my Footsies’ selfies, and if you need to see more skin, I can show you the way to other blogs that might please you! Mouhahahaha

No, I just thought I’d try a little game with you, Lovelies.

I know for a fact that I am not the only one who spends time on YouTube regularly, and like me, you most probably have found funny or odd videos while surfing around.

So why not share these little gems?

For this first try, let’s search The Internets for the weirdest, funniest country songs! You have to admit, that’s not too hard a challenge, because a lot of them cowboys seem to have written their songs after sipping on a little too much moonshine, and longing for their Mrs, under the stars…

I cracked up when I found the following tune. The music’s not bad at all, but the sexy tractor caught my attention. I mean, I know that we all have our own definition of ”sexy”, but I never thought it could apply to a tractor!

I appologize for making fun of this, if any of you ladies get shiny eyes at the sight of a fine John Deer. I still find it funny!

 

 

 

Plowing these fields in the hot summer sun
Over by the gate, yonder here she comes
With a basket full of chicken
And a big cold jug of sweet tea
I make a little room and she climbs on up
I open up the throttle and stir a little dust
Look at her face, she ain’t a foolin’ me
*
She thinks my tractor’s sexy
It really turns her on
She’s always starin’ at me
While I’m chuggin’ along
She likes the way it’s pulling
While it’s tillin’ up the land
She’s even kinda crazy ’bout my farmers tan
She’s the only one who really
Understands what gets me
She thinks my tractor’s sexy
*
We ride back and forth till we run out of light
Take it to the barn, put it up for the night
Climb up in the loft, sit and talk with the radio on
She says she’s got a dream and I ask what it is
She wants a little farm and a yard full of kids
And one more teeny weenie ride before I take her home
*
She thinks my tractor’s sexy
It really turns her on
She’s always starin’ at me
While I’m chuggin’ along
She likes the way it’s pulling
While it’s tillin’ up the land
She’s even kinda crazy ’bout my farmers tan
She’s the only one who really
Understands what gets me
She thinks my tractor’s sexy
*
She ain’t into cars or pick up trucks
But if it runs like a deer, man her eyes light up
*
She thinks my tractor’s sexy
It really turns her on
She’s always starin’ at me
While I’m chuggin’ along
She likes the way it’s pulling
While it’s tillin’ up the land
She’s even kinda crazy about my farmers tan
She’s the only one who really
Understands what gets me
She thinks my tractor’s sexy
*
Your turn now! Share your favorite YouTube link in the comment box, and let’s enjoy some of your best bizarre picks!

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      2. I think it is safe to say that if you are hoping to get your clothes ripped off your back at the end of your date, choosing this outfit will make your dreams come true LOL

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    1. Okie… No really funny… definately not country… possibly odd, depending on who’s watching it. BUT, you chose to treat me with three minutes and a half with someone on my freebie list… So, unless anyone posts a video of Mads singing, you WIN!! LOL

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    1. ”I piss where I want to, and I fish where I swim!” LOOOOOOOOOOOOL LOL LOL LOL Cheryl, what a gem!! Like mine, the music’s not bad at all, but woa! The lyrics!!!! And two thumbs up for the pickup truck drifting 🙂 🙂 🙂 Thank you so much for sharing! xx

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  12. We lived in Texas for 10 years. Our favorite country band was the Austin Lounge Lizards. Their video is low budget enough to be in its own category. I’m posting the lyrics, because the audio is on par with the video quality. Hee hee. Enjoy! -Rebecca

    AUSTIN LOUNGE LIZARDS
    The Other Shore Lyrics

    As we reach the twilight hours of our fleeting earthly time
    And know we will not see the sun tomorrow
    We may think with deep regret of all the things we leave behind
    But oh, my friends, do not give in to sorrow

    On the other shore, on the other shore
    We will reunite with all the things we ever owned before
    Our single socks will all be to their rightful pairs restored
    We’ll meet all our possessions on the other shore

    As we near those golden sidewalks floating on the clouds above
    Assuming heaven is our destination
    We may glance behind for one last look at everything we love
    But truly there’s no call for reservations

    On the other shore, on the other shore
    We’ll have piles and piles of jeans we can’t fit into anymore
    We’ll wear all those crazy cowboy shirts we got from Fred Labor
    We’ll meet all our possessions on the other shore

    We’ll find books we bought in college and sold for half-price unread
    And sacks and sacks of earring backs lost under someone’s bed
    And baseball cards and army men and model planes galore
    And every tiny plastic high-heel Barbie ever wore

    On the other shore, on the other shore
    We’ll have giant storage units free of charge for evermore
    Where our tax receipts will all be saved in bags upon the floor
    We’ll meet all our possessions

    On the other shore, on the other shore
    We’ll find National Geographic from 1974
    Our children’s art will cover God’s refrigerator door
    We’ll meet all our possessions on the other shore

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      1. 98% of their songs are funny. My partner’s favorite is “Momma Don’t Want Any Above Ground Nuclear Testing Around Here.” We don’t care what Momma won’t allow. Booooom! Complete silence. -R

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