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Crupp cannon firing at a propane tank

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Italia. Capri (Giardino & Via Crupp)

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Grua CRUPP

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Therm O Matic Crupp

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space police clip 1 the space crupp get to gether

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this is a clip i made for my spacepolice serise enjoy.

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Adam and Eve's First Fight

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Pastor Adam and Jessica performed this skit on 2/13/09 at our Valentine's Banquet.

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แอบรัก จาก เทพ

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แอบรัก จาก เทพ.

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Chapter 37 - David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

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Chapter 37: A LITTLE COLD WATER. Free audiobook of Charles Dickens's "David Copperfield". Audio courtesy of Librivox. CHAPTER 37. A LITTLE COLD WATER My new life had lasted for more than a week, and I was stronger than ever in those tremendous practical resolutions that I felt the crisis required. I continued to walk extremely fast, and to have a general idea that I was getting on. I made it a rule to take as much out of myself as I possibly could, in my way of doing everything to which I applied my energies. I made a perfect victim of myself. I even entertained some idea of putting myself on a vegetable diet, vaguely conceiving that, in becoming a graminivorous animal, I should sacrifice to Dora. As yet, little Dora was quite unconscious of my desperate firmness, otherwise than as my letters darkly shadowed it forth. But another Saturday came, and on that Saturday evening she was to be at Miss Mills's; and when Mr. Mills had gone to his whist-club (telegraphed to me in the street, by a bird-cage in the drawing-room middle window), I was to go there to tea. By this time, we were quite settled down in Buckingham Street, where Mr. Dick continued his copying in a state of absolute felicity. My aunt had obtained a signal victory over Mrs. Crupp, by paying her off, throwing the first pitcher she planted on the stairs out of window, and protecting in person, up and down the staircase, a supernumerary whom she engaged from the outer world. These vigorous measures struck such terror to the breast of Mrs. Crupp, that she subsided into her own kitchen, under the impression that my aunt was mad. My aunt being supremely indifferent to Mrs. Crupp's opinion and everybody else's, and rather favouring than discouraging the idea, Mrs. Crupp, of late the bold, became within a few days so faint-hearted, that rather than encounter my aunt upon the staircase, she would endeavour to hide her portly form behind doors--leaving visible, however, a wide margin of flannel petticoat--or would shrink into dark corners. This gave my aunt such unspeakable satisfaction, that I believe she took a delight in prowling up and down, with her bonnet insanely perched on the top of her head, at times when Mrs. Crupp was likely to be in the way. My aunt, being uncommonly neat and ingenious, made so many little improvements in our domestic arrangements, that I seemed to be richer instead of poorer. Among the rest, she converted the pantry into a dressing-room for me; and purchased and embellished a bedstead for my occupation, which looked as like a bookcase in the daytime as a bedstead could. I was the object of her constant solicitude; and my poor mother herself could not have loved me better, or studied more how to make me happy. Peggotty had considered herself highly privileged in being allowed to participate in these labours; and, although she still retained something of her old sentiment of awe in reference to my aunt, had received so many marks of encouragement and confidence, that they were the best friends possible. But the time had now come (I am speaking of the Saturday when I was to take tea at Miss Mills's) when it was necessary for her to return home, and enter on the discharge of the duties she had undertaken in behalf of Ham. 'So good-bye, Barkis,' said my aunt, 'and take care of yourself! I am sure I never thought I could be sorry to lose you!' I took Peggotty to the coach office and saw her off. She cried at parting, and confided her brother to my friendship as Ham had done. We had heard nothing of him since he went away, that sunny afternoon. 'And now, my own dear Davy,' said Peggotty, 'if, while you're a prentice, you should want any money to spend; or if, when you're out of your time, my dear, you should want any to set you up (and you must do one or other, or both, my darling); who has such a good right to ask leave to lend it you, as my sweet girl's own old stupid me!' I was not so savagely independent as to say anything in reply, but that if ever I borrowed money of anyone, I would borrow it of her. Next to accepting a large sum on the spot, I believe this gave Peggotty more comfort than anything I could have done. 'And, my dear!' whispered Peggotty, 'tell the pretty little angel that I should so have liked to see her, only for a minute! And tell her that before she marries my boy, I'll come and make your house so beautiful for you, if you'll let me!' I declared that nobody else should touch it; and this gave Peggotty such delight that she went away in good spirits. I fatigued myself as much as I possibly could in the Commons all day, by a variety of devices, and at the appointed time in the evening repaired to Mr. Mills's street. Mr. Mills, who was a terrible fellow to fall asleep after dinner, had not yet gone out, and there was no bird-cage in the middle window.

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Chapter 34 - David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

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Chapter 34: MY AUNT ASTONISHES ME. Free audiobook of Charles Dickens's "David Copperfield". Audio courtesy of Librivox. CHAPTER 34. MY AUNT ASTONISHES ME I wrote to Agnes as soon as Dora and I were engaged. I wrote her a long letter, in which I tried to make her comprehend how blest I was, and what a darling Dora was. I entreated Agnes not to regard this as a thoughtless passion which could ever yield to any other, or had the least resemblance to the boyish fancies that we used to joke about. I assured her that its profundity was quite unfathomable, and expressed my belief that nothing like it had ever been known. Somehow, as I wrote to Agnes on a fine evening by my open window, and the remembrance of her clear calm eyes and gentle face came stealing over me, it shed such a peaceful influence upon the hurry and agitation in which I had been living lately, and of which my very happiness partook in some degree, that it soothed me into tears. I remember that I sat resting my head upon my hand, when the letter was half done, cherishing a general fancy as if Agnes were one of the elements of my natural home. As if, in the retirement of the house made almost sacred to me by her presence, Dora and I must be happier than anywhere. As if, in love, joy, sorrow, hope, or disappointment; in all emotions; my heart turned naturally there, and found its refuge and best friend. Of Steerforth I said nothing. I only told her there had been sad grief at Yarmouth, on account of Emily's flight; and that on me it made a double wound, by reason of the circumstances attending it. I knew how quick she always was to divine the truth, and that she would never be the first to breathe his name. To this letter, I received an answer by return of post. As I read it, I seemed to hear Agnes speaking to me. It was like her cordial voice in my ears. What can I say more! While I had been away from home lately, Traddles had called twice or thrice. Finding Peggotty within, and being informed by Peggotty (who always volunteered that information to whomsoever would receive it), that she was my old nurse, he had established a good-humoured acquaintance with her, and had stayed to have a little chat with her about me. So Peggotty said; but I am afraid the chat was all on her own side, and of immoderate length, as she was very difficult indeed to stop, God bless her! when she had me for her theme. This reminds me, not only that I expected Traddles on a certain afternoon of his own appointing, which was now come, but that Mrs. Crupp had resigned everything appertaining to her office (the salary excepted) until Peggotty should cease to present herself. Mrs. Crupp, after holding divers conversations respecting Peggotty, in a very high-pitched voice, on the staircase--with some invisible Familiar it would appear, for corporeally speaking she was quite alone at those times--addressed a letter to me, developing her views. Beginning it with that statement of universal application, which fitted every occurrence of her life, namely, that she was a mother herself, she went on to inform me that she had once seen very different days, but that at all periods of her existence she had had a constitutional objection to spies, intruders, and informers. She named no names, she said; let them the cap fitted, wear it; but spies, intruders, and informers, especially in widders' weeds (this clause was underlined), she had ever accustomed herself to look down upon. If a gentleman was the victim of spies, intruders, and informers (but still naming no names), that was his own pleasure. He had a right to please himself; so let him do. All that she, Mrs. Crupp, stipulated for, was, that she should not be 'brought in contract' with such persons. Therefore she begged to be excused from any further attendance on the top set, until things were as they formerly was, and as they could be wished to be; and further mentioned that her little book would be found upon the breakfast-table every Saturday morning, when she requested an immediate settlement of the same, with the benevolent view of saving trouble 'and an ill-conwenience' to all parties. After this, Mrs. Crupp confined herself to making pitfalls on the stairs, principally with pitchers, and endeavouring to delude Peggotty into breaking her legs. I found it rather harassing to live in this state of siege, but was too much afraid of Mrs. Crupp to see any way out of it. 'My dear Copperfield,' cried Traddles, punctually appearing at my door, in spite of all these obstacles, 'how do you do?' 'My dear Traddles,' said I, 'I am delighted to see you at last, and very sorry I have not been at home before. But I have been so much engaged--' 'Yes, yes, I know,' said Traddles, 'of course. Yours lives in London, I think.' 'What did you say?' 'She--excuse me--Miss D., you know,' said Traddles, colouring in his great delicacy, 'lives in London, I believe?' 'Oh yes. Near London.'

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Chapter 28 - David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

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Chapter 28: Mr. MICAWBER'S GAUNTLET. Free audiobook of Charles Dickens's "David Copperfield". Audio courtesy of Librivox. CHAPTER 28. Mr. MICAWBER'S GAUNTLET Until the day arrived on which I was to entertain my newly-found old friends, I lived principally on Dora and coffee. In my love-lorn condition, my appetite languished; and I was glad of it, for I felt as though it would have been an act of perfidy towards Dora to have a natural relish for my dinner. The quantity of walking exercise I took, was not in this respect attended with its usual consequence, as the disappointment counteracted the fresh air. I have my doubts, too, founded on the acute experience acquired at this period of my life, whether a sound enjoyment of animal food can develop itself freely in any human subject who is always in torment from tight boots. I think the extremities require to be at peace before the stomach will conduct itself with vigour. On the occasion of this domestic little party, I did not repeat my former extensive preparations. I merely provided a pair of soles, a small leg of mutton, and a pigeon-pie. Mrs. Crupp broke out into rebellion on my first bashful hint in reference to the cooking of the fish and joint, and said, with a dignified sense of injury, 'No! No, sir! You will not ask me sich a thing, for you are better acquainted with me than to suppose me capable of doing what I cannot do with ampial satisfaction to my own feelings!' But, in the end, a compromise was effected; and Mrs. Crupp consented to achieve this feat, on condition that I dined from home for a fortnight afterwards. And here I may remark, that what I underwent from Mrs. Crupp, in consequence of the tyranny she established over me, was dreadful. I never was so much afraid of anyone. We made a compromise of everything. If I hesitated, she was taken with that wonderful disorder which was always lying in ambush in her system, ready, at the shortest notice, to prey upon her vitals. If I rang the bell impatiently, after half-a-dozen unavailing modest pulls, and she appeared at last--which was not by any means to be relied upon--she would appear with a reproachful aspect, sink breathless on a chair near the door, lay her hand upon her nankeen bosom, and become so ill, that I was glad, at any sacrifice of brandy or anything else, to get rid of her. If I objected to having my bed made at five o'clock in the afternoon--which I do still think an uncomfortable arrangement--one motion of her hand towards the same nankeen region of wounded sensibility was enough to make me falter an apology. In short, I would have done anything in an honourable way rather than give Mrs. Crupp offence; and she was the terror of my life. I bought a second-hand dumb-waiter for this dinner-party, in preference to re-engaging the handy young man; against whom I had conceived a prejudice, in consequence of meeting him in the Strand, one Sunday morning, in a waistcoat remarkably like one of mine, which had been missing since the former occasion. The 'young gal' was re-engaged; but on the stipulation that she should only bring in the dishes, and then withdraw to the landing-place, beyond the outer door; where a habit of sniffing she had contracted would be lost upon the guests, and where her retiring on the plates would be a physical impossibility. Having laid in the materials for a bowl of punch, to be compounded by Mr. Micawber; having provided a bottle of lavender-water, two wax-candles, a paper of mixed pins, and a pincushion, to assist Mrs. Micawber in her toilette at my dressing-table; having also caused the fire in my bedroom to be lighted for Mrs. Micawber's convenience; and having laid the cloth with my own hands, I awaited the result with composure. At the appointed time, my three visitors arrived together. Mr. Micawber with more shirt-collar than usual, and a new ribbon to his eye-glass; Mrs. Micawber with her cap in a whitey-brown paper parcel; Traddles carrying the parcel, and supporting Mrs. Micawber on his arm. They were all delighted with my residence. When I conducted Mrs. Micawber to my dressing-table, and she saw the scale on which it was prepared for her, she was in such raptures, that she called Mr. Micawber to come in and look. 'My dear Copperfield,' said Mr. Micawber, 'this is luxurious. This is a way of life which reminds me of the period when I was myself in a state of celibacy, and Mrs. Micawber had not yet been solicited to plight her faith at the Hymeneal altar.' 'He means, solicited by him, Mr. Copperfield,' said Mrs. Micawber, archly. 'He cannot answer for others.'

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Chapter 24 - David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

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Chapter 24: MY FIRST DISSIPATION. Free audiobook of Charles Dickens's "David Copperfield". Audio courtesy of Librivox. CHAPTER 24. MY FIRST DISSIPATION It was a wonderfully fine thing to have that lofty castle to myself, and to feel, when I shut my outer door, like Robinson Crusoe, when he had got into his fortification, and pulled his ladder up after him. It was a wonderfully fine thing to walk about town with the key of my house in my pocket, and to know that I could ask any fellow to come home, and make quite sure of its being inconvenient to nobody, if it were not so to me. It was a wonderfully fine thing to let myself in and out, and to come and go without a word to anyone, and to ring Mrs. Crupp up, gasping, from the depths of the earth, when I wanted her--and when she was disposed to come. All this, I say, was wonderfully fine; but I must say, too, that there were times when it was very dreary. It was fine in the morning, particularly in the fine mornings. It looked a very fresh, free life, by daylight: still fresher, and more free, by sunlight. But as the day declined, the life seemed to go down too. I don't know how it was; it seldom looked well by candle-light. I wanted somebody to talk to, then. I missed Agnes. I found a tremendous blank, in the place of that smiling repository of my confidence. Mrs. Crupp appeared to be a long way off. I thought about my predecessor, who had died of drink and smoke; and I could have wished he had been so good as to live, and not bother me with his decease. After two days and nights, I felt as if I had lived there for a year, and yet I was not an hour older, but was quite as much tormented by my own youthfulness as ever. Steerforth not yet appearing, which induced me to apprehend that he must be ill, I left the Commons early on the third day, and walked out to Highgate. Mrs. Steerforth was very glad to see me, and said that he had gone away with one of his Oxford friends to see another who lived near St. Albans, but that she expected him to return tomorrow. I was so fond of him, that I felt quite jealous of his Oxford friends. As she pressed me to stay to dinner, I remained, and I believe we talked about nothing but him all day. I told her how much the people liked him at Yarmouth, and what a delightful companion he had been. Miss Dartle was full of hints and mysterious questions, but took a great interest in all our proceedings there, and said, 'Was it really though?' and so forth, so often, that she got everything out of me she wanted to know. Her appearance was exactly what I have described it, when I first saw her; but the society of the two ladies was so agreeable, and came so natural to me, that I felt myself falling a little in love with her. I could not help thinking, several times in the course of the evening, and particularly when I walked home at night, what delightful company she would be in Buckingham Street. I was taking my coffee and roll in the morning, before going to the Commons--and I may observe in this place that it is surprising how much coffee Mrs. Crupp used, and how weak it was, considering--when Steerforth himself walked in, to my unbounded joy. 'My dear Steerforth,' cried I, 'I began to think I should never see you again!' 'I was carried off, by force of arms,' said Steerforth, 'the very next morning after I got home. Why, Daisy, what a rare old bachelor you are here!' I showed him over the establishment, not omitting the pantry, with no little pride, and he commended it highly. 'I tell you what, old boy,' he added, 'I shall make quite a town-house of this place, unless you give me notice to quit.' This was a delightful hearing. I told him if he waited for that, he would have to wait till doomsday. 'But you shall have some breakfast!' said I, with my hand on the bell-rope, 'and Mrs. Crupp shall make you some fresh coffee, and I'll toast you some bacon in a bachelor's Dutch-oven, that I have got here.' 'No, no!' said Steerforth. 'Don't ring! I can't! I am going to breakfast with one of these fellows who is at the Piazza Hotel, in Covent Garden.' 'But you'll come back to dinner?' said I. 'I can't, upon my life. There's nothing I should like better, but I must remain with these two fellows. We are all three off together tomorrow morning.' 'Then bring them here to dinner,' I returned. 'Do you think they would come?' 'Oh! they would come fast enough,' said Steerforth; 'but we should inconvenience you. You had better come and dine with us somewhere.' I would not by any means consent to this, for it occurred to me that I really ought to have a little house-warming, and that there never could be a better opportunity. I had a new pride in my rooms after his approval of them, and burned with a desire to develop their utmost resources. I therefore made him promise positively in the names of his two friends, and we appointed six o'clock as the dinner-hour.

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Me Without You (McShep)

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A Sheppard/McKay slash fanvid! There's no Rodney without John, DISCLAIMER:I own nothing. All scene clips used are the property of MGM/Showtime. This is just ...

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Chapter 27 - David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

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Chapter 27: TOMMY TRADDLES. Free audiobook of Charles Dickens's "David Copperfield". Audio courtesy of Librivox. CHAPTER 27. TOMMY TRADDLES It may have been in consequence of Mrs. Crupp's advice, and, perhaps, for no better reason than because there was a certain similarity in the sound of the word skittles and Traddles, that it came into my head, next day, to go and look after Traddles. The time he had mentioned was more than out, and he lived in a little street near the Veterinary College at Camden Town, which was principally tenanted, as one of our clerks who lived in that direction informed me, by gentlemen students, who bought live donkeys, and made experiments on those quadrupeds in their private apartments. Having obtained from this clerk a direction to the academic grove in question, I set out, the same afternoon, to visit my old schoolfellow. I found that the street was not as desirable a one as I could have wished it to be, for the sake of Traddles. The inhabitants appeared to have a propensity to throw any little trifles they were not in want of, into the road: which not only made it rank and sloppy, but untidy too, on account of the cabbage-leaves. The refuse was not wholly vegetable either, for I myself saw a shoe, a doubled-up saucepan, a black bonnet, and an umbrella, in various stages of decomposition, as I was looking out for the number I wanted. The general air of the place reminded me forcibly of the days when I lived with Mr. and Mrs. Micawber. An indescribable character of faded gentility that attached to the house I sought, and made it unlike all the other houses in the street--though they were all built on one monotonous pattern, and looked like the early copies of a blundering boy who was learning to make houses, and had not yet got out of his cramped brick-and-mortar pothooks--reminded me still more of Mr. and Mrs. Micawber. Happening to arrive at the door as it was opened to the afternoon milkman, I was reminded of Mr. and Mrs. Micawber more forcibly yet. 'Now,' said the milkman to a very youthful servant girl. 'Has that there little bill of mine been heerd on?' 'Oh, master says he'll attend to it immediate,' was the reply. 'Because,' said the milkman, going on as if he had received no answer, and speaking, as I judged from his tone, rather for the edification of somebody within the house, than of the youthful servant--an impression which was strengthened by his manner of glaring down the passage--'because that there little bill has been running so long, that I begin to believe it's run away altogether, and never won't be heerd of. Now, I'm not a going to stand it, you know!' said the milkman, still throwing his voice into the house, and glaring down the passage. As to his dealing in the mild article of milk, by the by, there never was a greater anomaly. His deportment would have been fierce in a butcher or a brandy-merchant. The voice of the youthful servant became faint, but she seemed to me, from the action of her lips, again to murmur that it would be attended to immediate. 'I tell you what,' said the milkman, looking hard at her for the first time, and taking her by the chin, 'are you fond of milk?' 'Yes, I likes it,' she replied. 'Good,' said the milkman. 'Then you won't have none tomorrow. D'ye hear? Not a fragment of milk you won't have tomorrow.' I thought she seemed, upon the whole, relieved by the prospect of having any today. The milkman, after shaking his head at her darkly, released her chin, and with anything rather than good-will opened his can, and deposited the usual quantity in the family jug. This done, he went away, muttering, and uttered the cry of his trade next door, in a vindictive shriek. 'Does Mr. Traddles live here?' I then inquired. A mysterious voice from the end of the passage replied 'Yes.' Upon which the youthful servant replied 'Yes.' 'Is he at home?' said I. Again the mysterious voice replied in the affirmative, and again the servant echoed it. Upon this, I walked in, and in pursuance of the servant's directions walked upstairs; conscious, as I passed the back parlour-door, that I was surveyed by a mysterious eye, probably belonging to the mysterious voice.

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Chapter 26 - David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

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Chapter 26: I FALL INTO CAPTIVITY. Free audiobook of Charles Dickens's "David Copperfield". Audio courtesy of Librivox. CHAPTER 26. I FALL INTO CAPTIVITY I saw no more of Uriah Heep, until the day when Agnes left town. I was at the coach office to take leave of her and see her go; and there was he, returning to Canterbury by the same conveyance. It was some small satisfaction to me to observe his spare, short-waisted, high-shouldered, mulberry-coloured great-coat perched up, in company with an umbrella like a small tent, on the edge of the back seat on the roof, while Agnes was, of course, inside; but what I underwent in my efforts to be friendly with him, while Agnes looked on, perhaps deserved that little recompense. At the coach window, as at the dinner-party, he hovered about us without a moment's intermission, like a great vulture: gorging himself on every syllable that I said to Agnes, or Agnes said to me. In the state of trouble into which his disclosure by my fire had thrown me, I had thought very much of the words Agnes had used in reference to the partnership. 'I did what I hope was right. Feeling sure that it was necessary for papa's peace that the sacrifice should be made, I entreated him to make it.' A miserable foreboding that she would yield to, and sustain herself by, the same feeling in reference to any sacrifice for his sake, had oppressed me ever since. I knew how she loved him. I knew what the devotion of her nature was. I knew from her own lips that she regarded herself as the innocent cause of his errors, and as owing him a great debt she ardently desired to pay. I had no consolation in seeing how different she was from this detestable Rufus with the mulberry-coloured great-coat, for I felt that in the very difference between them, in the self-denial of her pure soul and the sordid baseness of his, the greatest danger lay. All this, doubtless, he knew thoroughly, and had, in his cunning, considered well. Yet I was so certain that the prospect of such a sacrifice afar off, must destroy the happiness of Agnes; and I was so sure, from her manner, of its being unseen by her then, and having cast no shadow on her yet; that I could as soon have injured her, as given her any warning of what impended. Thus it was that we parted without explanation: she waving her hand and smiling farewell from the coach window; her evil genius writhing on the roof, as if he had her in his clutches and triumphed. I could not get over this farewell glimpse of them for a long time. When Agnes wrote to tell me of her safe arrival, I was as miserable as when I saw her going away. Whenever I fell into a thoughtful state, this subject was sure to present itself, and all my uneasiness was sure to be redoubled. Hardly a night passed without my dreaming of it. It became a part of my life, and as inseparable from my life as my own head. I had ample leisure to refine upon my uneasiness: for Steerforth was at Oxford, as he wrote to me, and when I was not at the Commons, I was very much alone. I believe I had at this time some lurking distrust of Steerforth. I wrote to him most affectionately in reply to his, but I think I was glad, upon the whole, that he could not come to London just then. I suspect the truth to be, that the influence of Agnes was upon me, undisturbed by the sight of him; and that it was the more powerful with me, because she had so large a share in my thoughts and interest. In the meantime, days and weeks slipped away. I was articled to Spenlow and Jorkins. I had ninety pounds a year (exclusive of my house-rent and sundry collateral matters) from my aunt. My rooms were engaged for twelve months certain: and though I still found them dreary of an evening, and the evenings long, I could settle down into a state of equable low spirits, and resign myself to coffee; which I seem, on looking back, to have taken by the gallon at about this period of my existence. At about this time, too, I made three discoveries: first, that Mrs. Crupp was a martyr to a curious disorder called 'the spazzums', which was generally accompanied with inflammation of the nose, and required to be constantly treated with peppermint; secondly, that something peculiar in the temperature of my pantry, made the brandy-bottles burst; thirdly, that I was alone in the world, and much given to record that circumstance in fragments of English versification.

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Krupp KMK 3045 tuning

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Krupp KMK 3045 tuning

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Most Romantic Christmas Songs

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Chapter 44 - David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

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Chapter 44: OUR HOUSEKEEPING. Free audiobook of Charles Dickens's "David Copperfield". Audio courtesy of Librivox. CHAPTER 44. OUR HOUSEKEEPING It was a strange condition of things, the honeymoon being over, and the bridesmaids gone home, when I found myself sitting down in my own small house with Dora; quite thrown out of employment, as I may say, in respect of the delicious old occupation of making love. It seemed such an extraordinary thing to have Dora always there. It was so unaccountable not to be obliged to go out to see her, not to have any occasion to be tormenting myself about her, not to have to write to her, not to be scheming and devising opportunities of being alone with her. Sometimes of an evening, when I looked up from my writing, and saw her seated opposite, I would lean back in my chair, and think how queer it was that there we were, alone together as a matter of course--nobody's business any more--all the romance of our engagement put away upon a shelf, to rust--no one to please but one another--one another to please, for life. When there was a debate, and I was kept out very late, it seemed so strange to me, as I was walking home, to think that Dora was at home! It was such a wonderful thing, at first, to have her coming softly down to talk to me as I ate my supper. It was such a stupendous thing to know for certain that she put her hair in papers. It was altogether such an astonishing event to see her do it! I doubt whether two young birds could have known less about keeping house, than I and my pretty Dora did. We had a servant, of course. She kept house for us. I have still a latent belief that she must have been Mrs. Crupp's daughter in disguise, we had such an awful time of it with Mary Anne. Her name was Paragon. Her nature was represented to us, when we engaged her, as being feebly expressed in her name. She had a written character, as large as a proclamation; and, according to this document, could do everything of a domestic nature that ever I heard of, and a great many things that I never did hear of. She was a woman in the prime of life; of a severe countenance; and subject (particularly in the arms) to a sort of perpetual measles or fiery rash. She had a cousin in the Life-Guards, with such long legs that he looked like the afternoon shadow of somebody else. His shell-jacket was as much too little for him as he was too big for the premises. He made the cottage smaller than it need have been, by being so very much out of proportion to it. Besides which, the walls were not thick, and, whenever he passed the evening at our house, we always knew of it by hearing one continual growl in the kitchen. Our treasure was warranted sober and honest. I am therefore willing to believe that she was in a fit when we found her under the boiler; and that the deficient tea-spoons were attributable to the dustman. But she preyed upon our minds dreadfully. We felt our inexperience, and were unable to help ourselves. We should have been at her mercy, if she had had any; but she was a remorseless woman, and had none. She was the cause of our first little quarrel. 'My dearest life,' I said one day to Dora, 'do you think Mary Anne has any idea of time?' 'Why, Doady?' inquired Dora, looking up, innocently, from her drawing. 'My love, because it's five, and we were to have dined at four.' Dora glanced wistfully at the clock, and hinted that she thought it was too fast. 'On the contrary, my love,' said I, referring to my watch, 'it's a few minutes too slow.' My little wife came and sat upon my knee, to coax me to be quiet, and drew a line with her pencil down the middle of my nose; but I couldn't dine off that, though it was very agreeable. 'Don't you think, my dear,' said I, 'it would be better for you to remonstrate with Mary Anne?' 'Oh no, please! I couldn't, Doady!' said Dora. 'Why not, my love?' I gently asked. 'Oh, because I am such a little goose,' said Dora, 'and she knows I am!' I thought this sentiment so incompatible with the establishment of any system of check on Mary Anne, that I frowned a little. 'Oh, what ugly wrinkles in my bad boy's forehead!' said Dora, and still being on my knee, she traced them with her pencil; putting it to her rosy lips to make it mark blacker, and working at my forehead with a quaint little mockery of being industrious, that quite delighted me in spite of myself. 'There's a good child,' said Dora, 'it makes its face so much prettier to laugh.' 'But, my love,' said I. 'No, no! please!' cried Dora, with a kiss, 'don't be a naughty Blue Beard! Don't be serious!' 'My precious wife,' said I, 'we must be serious sometimes. Come! Sit down on this chair, close beside me! Give me the pencil! There! Now let us talk sensibly. You know, dear'; what a little hand it was to hold, and what a tiny wedding-ring it was to see! 'You know, my love, it is not exactly comfortable to have to go out without one's dinner. Now, is it?'

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Chapter 35 - David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

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Chapter 35: DEPRESSION. Free audiobook of Charles Dickens's "David Copperfield". Audio courtesy of Librivox. CHAPTER 35. DEPRESSION As soon as I could recover my presence of mind, which quite deserted me in the first overpowering shock of my aunt's intelligence, I proposed to Mr. Dick to come round to the chandler's shop, and take possession of the bed which Mr. Peggotty had lately vacated. The chandler's shop being in Hungerford Market, and Hungerford Market being a very different place in those days, there was a low wooden colonnade before the door (not very unlike that before the house where the little man and woman used to live, in the old weather-glass), which pleased Mr. Dick mightily. The glory of lodging over this structure would have compensated him, I dare say, for many inconveniences; but, as there were really few to bear, beyond the compound of flavours I have already mentioned, and perhaps the want of a little more elbow-room, he was perfectly charmed with his accommodation. Mrs. Crupp had indignantly assured him that there wasn't room to swing a cat there; but, as Mr. Dick justly observed to me, sitting down on the foot of the bed, nursing his leg, 'You know, Trotwood, I don't want to swing a cat. I never do swing a cat. Therefore, what does that signify to ME!' I tried to ascertain whether Mr. Dick had any understanding of the causes of this sudden and great change in my aunt's affairs. As I might have expected, he had none at all. The only account he could give of it was, that my aunt had said to him, the day before yesterday, 'Now, Dick, are you really and truly the philosopher I take you for?' That then he had said, Yes, he hoped so. That then my aunt had said, 'Dick, I am ruined.' That then he had said, 'Oh, indeed!' That then my aunt had praised him highly, which he was glad of. And that then they had come to me, and had had bottled porter and sandwiches on the road. Mr. Dick was so very complacent, sitting on the foot of the bed, nursing his leg, and telling me this, with his eyes wide open and a surprised smile, that I am sorry to say I was provoked into explaining to him that ruin meant distress, want, and starvation; but I was soon bitterly reproved for this harshness, by seeing his face turn pale, and tears course down his lengthened cheeks, while he fixed upon me a look of such unutterable woe, that it might have softened a far harder heart than mine. I took infinitely greater pains to cheer him up again than I had taken to depress him; and I soon understood (as I ought to have known at first) that he had been so confident, merely because of his faith in the wisest and most wonderful of women, and his unbounded reliance on my intellectual resources. The latter, I believe, he considered a match for any kind of disaster not absolutely mortal. 'What can we do, Trotwood?' said Mr. Dick. 'There's the Memorial-' 'To be sure there is,' said I. 'But all we can do just now, Mr. Dick, is to keep a cheerful countenance, and not let my aunt see that we are thinking about it.' He assented to this in the most earnest manner; and implored me, if I should see him wandering an inch out of the right course, to recall him by some of those superior methods which were always at my command. But I regret to state that the fright I had given him proved too much for his best attempts at concealment. All the evening his eyes wandered to my aunt's face, with an expression of the most dismal apprehension, as if he saw her growing thin on the spot. He was conscious of this, and put a constraint upon his head; but his keeping that immovable, and sitting rolling his eyes like a piece of machinery, did not mend the matter at all. I saw him look at the loaf at supper (which happened to be a small one), as if nothing else stood between us and famine; and when my aunt insisted on his making his customary repast, I detected him in the act of pocketing fragments of his bread and cheese; I have no doubt for the purpose of reviving us with those savings, when we should have reached an advanced stage of attenuation. My aunt, on the other hand, was in a composed frame of mind, which was a lesson to all of us--to me, I am sure. She was extremely gracious to Peggotty, except when I inadvertently called her by that name; and, strange as I knew she felt in London, appeared quite at home. She was to have my bed, and I was to lie in the sitting-room, to keep guard over her. She made a great point of being so near the river, in case of a conflagration; and I suppose really did find some satisfaction in that circumstance. 'Trot, my dear,' said my aunt, when she saw me making preparations for compounding her usual night-draught, 'No!' 'Nothing, aunt?' 'Not wine, my dear. Ale.' 'But there is wine here, aunt. And you always have it made of wine.' 'Keep that, in case of sickness,' said my aunt. 'We mustn't use it carelessly, Trot. Ale for me. Half a pint.'

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capri and erica

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The Piracy Can't Be Done

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Updated: 01 Jul 2013

From a real conversation with an EA employee, as posted by crupp on the CAG forums. The EA Support article in question is this one: http://support.ea.com/app...

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MS Series Please Don't Leave Me {Opening}

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Duration: 0:27
Updated: 29 Jul 2010

this is wuht i call crupp -_- andd yoohtubee messed up my quality.. so it looks CRUPPY !

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2012 11 20 073

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Updated: 21 Nov 2012

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Headin to clones in a crane

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Updated: 23 Aug 2012

Entering the site in clones to load huts in a krupp kmk 3045

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The Main Event Mafia (without Kurt Angle) at Final Resolution 2008

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WWE rumors: Sting reaches agreement with WWE, calls 31 his favorite number

The Examiner

07 Apr 2014

It looks like the long awaited WWE rumors have come true. PWS reported on April 6 that the WWE and Sting have officially come to an agreement and in an appearance at the WrestleCon convention, Sting said his favorite number was "31." ... ....(size: 1.2Kb)

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The Bluefin 21 Artemis autonomous underwater vehicle (AUV) is hoisted back on board the Australian navy vessel Ocean Shield after successful buoyancy testing in search of the missing Malaysia Airlines flight MH370, 1 April, 2014.

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More ships rush to probe signals in plane search

San Francisco Chronicle

06 Apr 2014

PERTH, Australia (AP) — Three separate but fleeting sounds from deep in the Indian Ocean offered new hope Sunday in the hunt for the missing Malaysian airliner, and officials rushed to confirm or rule out they were signals from the plane's black boxes before their beacons fall silent ... "We have an acoustic event. The job now is to determine the significance of that event ... "Because this is amazing ... ____ ... ....(size: 4.0Kb)

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The Bluefin 21, Artemis autonomous underwater vehicle (AUV) is hoisted back aboard the Royal Australian Navy Australian Defense Vessel (ADV) Ocean Shield after successful buoyancy testing in support for the search for the missing Malaysia Airlines Boeing 777 flight MH370, 1 April, 2014.

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Missing Malaysian plane: Elusive 'pings' keep MH370 search in limbo

The Times of India

08 Apr 2014

PERTH. Ships listening for undersea signals from Flight MH370 have failed to detect any more "pings" and will spend several more days trying to pinpoint a crash site before a mini-sub is launched to scour the seabed, searchers said on Tuesday ... "We need to continue (listening) for several days to the point at which there is absolutely no doubt that the pinger batteries will have expired," said search chief Angus Houston ... ....(size: 4.1Kb)

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A victim of Friday's bomb blast and gun attacks lies in Murtala Muhammad specialist hospital in Kano, Nigeria Saturday, Jan. 21, 2012.

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150 killed in Nigeria attacks

Xinhua

08 Apr 2014

ABUJA, April 7 (Xinhua) -- At least 150 people were killed in separate weekend attacks in northwest and northeast regions of Nigeria, Africa's most populous country, officials and witnesses said here on Monday. In the northwestern state of Zamfara, the death toll of an attack in a remote village has hit 105 as of Monday, increasing from the official 30 figure reported earlier by the state police authority ... Editor. Mu Xuequan. 分享. ....(size: 4.2Kb)

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In this photo provide by MSF, Medecins Sans Frontieres (Doctors without Borders), taken on Friday, March 28, 2014, healthcare workers from the organisation, react, as they prepare isolation and treatment areas for their Ebola, hemorrhagic fever operations, in Gueckedou, Guinea.

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WHO: Ebola outbreak one of 'most challenging'

CNN

08 Apr 2014

April 8, 2014 -- Updated 1654 GMT (0054 HKT). Members of the medical aid organization Doctors Without Borders carry a dead body in Guekedou, Guinea, near the borders of Sierra Leone and Liberia, on Friday, April 1. Dozens of people have died from an Ebola outbreak in coastal West Africa, aid workers reported. Gloves and boots used by medical personnel dry in the sun April 1 outside a center for Ebola victims in Guekedou ... HIDE CAPTION ... 1 ... ....(size: 9.8Kb)

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Saturday interview: Lucy Lawless – Xena the Ecowarrior

The Guardian

30 Jun 2012

Lucy Lawless made her name playing Xena. Warrior Princess. Now she is facing jail after a protest on board an Arctic oil drilling ship. So what turned her into an ecowarrior? ‘I never got myself confused with Xena, trust me. But I knew she’d be useful for this ecowarrior thing’ … Lucy Lawless. Photograph. Marizilda Cruppe/EVE ... "I thought about it for a couple of minutes and then said 'yes'," she says ... And then there we were ... She giggles....(size: 12.1Kb)

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Baseball: Colonial Heights 7, Meadowbrook 0

Richmond Times Dispatch

20 Apr 2012

... 1 for 3, 2B, 2 RBIs; Mac Crupp (CH) 1 for 3, 2B; Bryan Johnson (CH) 8 K's....(size: 0.5Kb)

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Thursday's high school results

Richmond Times Dispatch

20 Apr 2012

BASEBALL. Pr. George. 000. 000. 0. —. 0. 4. 0. Matoaca. 001. 000. x. —. 1. 5. 1. King, Johnson (5) and Rotzoll. Meredith, Spiers (6) and Andrews. W — Meredith. L — King. S — Spiers. Highlights. J.D. Johnson (PG) 1 for 2, 2B; A.J. Moore (M) 2 for 3, 3B, run. Records. Prince George 8-4, 5-2 Central; Matoaca 12-1, 7-0. C. Heights. 310. 012. 0. —. 7. 7. 0 ... Chuck Lafoon (M) 1 for 2; David Markins (CH) 1 for 3, 2B, 2 RBIs; Mac Crupp (CH) 1 for 3, 2B; Bryan Johnson (CH) 8 K's ... ....(size: 26.4Kb)

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Dickens audio tour: David Copperfield

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24 Nov 2011

Follow a walking route around key sites from the London of David Copperfield, Charles Dickens's most autobiographical novel. Starting at Victoria Embankment and ending near Covent Garden. Location 1. York Water Gate, Victoria Embankment Gardens ... Location 2 ... Dickens lived at 15 Buckingham Street, and placed David Copperfield into his first lodgings in this street, along with Mrs Crupp, his landlady ... ....(size: 2.7Kb)

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Top Crupp, Vaselin

Vaselin Lyrics
Jag har bränt mej som ett jävla svin
så jag gick och köpte vaselin
Det kosta mej sju jävla spänn
vill ni veta vad som hände sen
Jag smörjde stjärten som jag hade bränt
det är det bästa som mej hänt
Vaselin,oh vaselin
Du gör stjärten fin x2
Nu vill jag bränna stjärten var dag
och smörja in och må bra
Jag tittar på min burk med vaselin
jag är så jävla glad att den är min
Vaselin,oh vaselin
Du gör stjärten fin x2
Vaselin,oh vaselin
Du gör stjärten fin x2

Top Crupp, She Is A Hooker

She Is A Hooker Lyrics
She is a hooker, she walk down the street
She has no money and no food for her kids
Her husband left her years ago, and now she is all alone
She has no money and no food for her soul
She is a hooker, no one cares about
She has no money left for her rent and bills
She is a hooker, no one cares about x2
Every night it`s all the same, the old game
Go and find a man, the only job she can
Works nine to three, but she knows
She is never gonna be free, yeah yeah
She is a hooker, no one cares about
She has no money left for her rent and bills
She is a hooker, no one cares about x2
She is a hooker, no one cares about
She has no money left for her rent and bills

Top Crupp, Scream At The Sky

Scream At The Sky lyrics
There’s a question but no answer
Why the hell i have to die in cancer
I scream at the sky
With this question why
Why i have to die
please tell me why
My sister is a psychic case
My brother lives life in terrible ways
There’s a question that i wonder
I went up six feet under
I scream at the sky
With this question why
Why i have to die
please tell me why
Now i’m dying, slow and terrifying
There no cure, but there´s a light
To take a suicide, isn´t to fight
I scream at the sky
With this question why
Why i have to die

Top Crupp, Headbanging Lane

Headbanging Lane lyrics
This is a story about a girl
Who wanted gold and real pearl
She hate dirt and rock’n’roll
Now she is just a lonely soul x2
Growing a pain all over my brain
Going insane on the headbanging lane x2
Time to run into yourself
Time to run with your pain
Turn your head against yourself
Looking for an equal mind
Growing a pain all over my brain
Going insane on the headbanging lane x2
Growing a pain all over my brain

Top Crupp, Grotesque Hollow Eyed Zombies

Grotesque Hollow Eyed Zombies lyrics
They are coming from the past
They can destroy our planet fast
Zombies are raising from the graves
They will turn us to eternal slaves
Grotesque hollow eyed zombies x4
No more days will never start
Soon they will rip out your heart
They just rape and have sex
You’re on the way, hell’s next
Grotesque hollow eyed zombies x4

Top Crupp, FEELS LIKE

Feels Like... lyrics
Why do i feel like shit
The only light in my life is myself
As long as i stay alive
I know i´ve got a long life to live
It ain´t this when you feel
It ain´t this when you feel...dead
Same shit different day
Why don´t i feel ok
And what am i gotta do when
Everybody says it´s up to you
Why do i feel like shit
The only light in my life is myself
As long as i stay alive
I know i´ve got a long life to live
It ain´t this when you feel
It ain´t this when you feel...dead
Same shit different day
Why don´t i feel ok
And what am i gotta do when

Top Crupp, Easy Kind To Find

Easy Kind To Find lyrics
The sun is shining, i feel fine
We all have a greatfull time
I´m sitting down and drink some beers
The end of summer, winter´s near
You are no longer on my mind
You were the easy kind to find
The dreams we had was unreal
So now i´m here alone to heal
You are no longer on my mind
You are the easy kind to find x2
The sun is shining, i feel fine
We all have a greatfull time
I´m sitting down and drink some beers
The end of summer, winter´s near
You are no longer on my mind
You are the easy kind to find x2
You are no longer on my mind

Top Crupp, Dwell In Hell

Dwell In Hell lyrics
I’m dead in my head
Lying in bed everyday
If you want to visit me
I dwell in hell
I dwell in hell x2
I dwell in hell x3
I’m a living dead
Don’t eat bread
I wan’t flesh
But someday you will
Enter down here with fear
I dwell in hell x2
I dwell in hell x4
I dwell in hell x2

Top Crupp, Driving Drunk

Driving Drunk lyrics
I was very drunk, but i felt ok
Suddenly i sat in my car
And drove down the road
I was driving drunk x10
I was very drunk, but i felt ok
Suddenly i sat in my car
And drove down the road
I was driving drunk x9
I was driving x4

Top Crupp, Death Spasm

Death Spasm lyrics
Another night on the bar
I ordered a real drink
My head was flushing
I had no feelings
I couldn’t think x2
Death Spasm x9
In the morning when i woke up
I still lying in my bed
My brain was flushing
I need a drink to
Clear my head x2
Death Spasm x9

Top Crupp, She's An Anarchist

She´s An Anarchist lyrics
Doesn´t matter what you do or say
She will have it her own way
To argue with her is just for fools
You´ll know she makes the rules
Jesus christ, she´s an anarchist
What can i do, what can i do x2
Here we go
Solo
Jesus christ, she´s an anarchist
What can i do, what can i do x2
Should you go or should you stay
She´ll run you down in a terrible way
She´s got style and she´s got class
Watch out she´ll kick your ass
Jesus christ, she´s an anarchist

Top Crupp, Unholy Sematary

Unholy Sematary lyrics
This is the place where the dead rest
This is the place where the dead like it best
This is the place where the dead mourn
This is the place where the dead are reborn
Oh what a place to be
The unholy sematary x2
This is the place where the dead talk
This is the place where the dead walk
This is the place where the dead get along
This is the dead ones anthem song
Oh what a place to be
The unholy sematary x2
Oh what a place to be

Top Crupp, Understand

Understand lyrics
Why do i promise a whole lot of shit
To a society where i don´t fit
Why do i listen to people who tell me lies
Why do i believe in their fake alibies
I´ll take a good look at myself
Before i start to judge anybody else
But will they ever try to see
Or understand the fact that i´m just me
Here i am, here i am
Try to understand
I´m nothing, i´m nothing
More than i am
Sometimes when my world is falling apart
I try to stand up and begin from the start
It makes no difference if you believe
Or close your eyes and don´t wanna see
When a total emptiness is filling me
It´s driving me crazy to the point of agony
I really could use some peace of mind
Look into the mirror and the accidents behind
Here i am, here i am
Try to understand
I´m nothing, i´m nothing

Top Crupp, Try

Try lyrics
Fishing on the streets
A big rat i meet
Driving in the backseat
Cos life feels so sweet
Come on try to catch me
I bring you down
Come on try to catch me
I got the crown
Lying on the floor
Piss maggots and gore
Why are you living for
When you cant fuck more
Come on try to catch me
I bring you down
Come on try to catch me

Top Crupp, THE ONE

The One lyrics
I wan´t to be the one with you
I wan´t to share everything with you
I wan´t to see the sun with you
I hope you´ll be the one with me x2
I wan´t to be with you, i wan´t to be with you x2
I wan´t to, i wan´t to, i wan´t to be with you x2

Top Crupp, The Killer In Me

The Killer In Me lyrics
I went to a movie in my hometown
It was raw evil and bloody as hell
People were slaughtered everywhere
I saw arms guts and brains as well
I saw and i learned all about life
If you wanna enjoy you must kill and rape
After the show i sat down to think
Maybe this film can be seen on tape
The killer in me
I love what i see
Corps and blood is what i like
I ride the night with my monsterbike
The killer in me x3
I love what i see
The killer in me
My first of victims was a black striped cat
I wanted a burger but i was broke
I had no booze to wet my throte
So i mixed the animal with some coke
Now i am the worst of them all
All because what i saw in that hall
The way i like it is raw and mean
As you can se my thoughts are a bit obscene
The killer in me
I love what i see
Corps and blood is what i like
I ride the night with my monsterbike
The killer in me x3
I love what i see

Top Crupp, So Far Away

So Far Away lyrics
When i look in your eyes
I nearly feel what´s on your mind
If you break down and cry
I ask myself do i even try
I´m not gonna let you down because
You´re the only one for me girl
Everyday and everynight we could
Make some love, it should feel so nice,oh
So far away, lalala la la la laa
So far from me, girl
Lalala la la la laa
So far away, lalala la la la laa
So far away
When i hear you´re voice on the phone
I can´t hardly wait until we meet again
It feels a little bit lonely when
You´re so far away from me
I need you to stay with me
You´re the prettiest one that i´ve ever seen
I never have felt like this
When you´re so close to me girl,oh
So far away, lalala la la la laa
So far from me, girl
Lalala la la la laa
So far away, lalala la la la laa

Top Crupp, Parachute Settlement

Parachute Settlement lyrics
You sit on your fat ass, all god damn day
People who criticize, you send them away
You don`t have to worry about unemployment
Coz` you got your fucking parachute settlement
Go ahead, make some way
Save yourself, for another day
Come on now, start to beg and please
Prepare yourself to get down on your knees
You just take, whatever you may need
You`re full of corruption, and you`re full of greed
You never cared about how those people felt
You just punch them underneath the belt
Go ahead, make some way
Save yourself, for another fucking day
Come on now, start to beg and please
Prepare yourself to get down on your knees
You have no emotions for anybody else
All you cared about is yourself
You really think you got it made
And that your bills are paid
Go ahead, make some way
Save yourself, for another fucking day
Come on now, start to beg and please

Top Crupp, Pappa Kom Hem

Pappa Kom Hem Lyrics
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Pappa kom hem med sin stora lem
för jag vill ha den i röven igen
för jag vill ha den, för jag jag jag jag vill ha den
Pappa kom hem, kom hem igen,huu
När du kom hem med din stora lem
så fick jag den upp i röven igen
och jag fick den, oh jaa jaa jaa jaa jag fick den
När du kom hem, när du kom hem igen,huu
Pappa kom hem med sin stora lem
för jag vill ha den i röven igen
för jag vill ha den, för jag jag jag jag vill ha den
Pappa kom hem, kom hem igen,huu

Top Crupp, Nightroller

Nightroller lyrics
Her tits was lovely like her ass
She really pleased you for some cash
Her reputation was no good
She´s in bed with every dude
She walks the streets all night
Dressed in pants so tight
Can’t be more than sixteen
The prettiest teen that i ever seen
Nightroller x2
She’s a teenage queen to me
You can’t get her love for free
I don’t even know her name
It doesn’t matter cos it’s all the same
We met on one bar last night
Her face was shining like a light
I asked her how come
She said i wanna take you home

Top Crupp, Night Of The Creeps

Night Of The Creeps lyrics
Up on a spacehip somewhere
Mutant martians are fooling around, oh yeah
Occupate your brain, make the people insane
This i hell on earth, the deads rebirth
Thrill me x4
Night Of The Creeps x4
They sneak around and get into your mouth
Settle down your brain, oh yeah
Gonna make you kill, as your only will
Gonna make you kill, come on lets kill
Thrill me x4

Top Crupp, Molotov Coctail

Molotov Coctail Lyrics
Throw more bottles in every house, oh let it burn
I like when the citys and people burn,oh it´s so nice
Molotov Coctail x4
All the citys are burning now, oh it´s so cool
All the citys are burning down,oh come on burn more
Molotov Coctail x4

Top Crupp, Living Dead Mutant Ant

Living Dead Mutant Ant lyrics
Living dead mutant ant
Walking crossed the street
Living dead mutant ant
Creeping in your bed
Living dead mutant ant
Creeping up your feet
Living dead mutant ant
It´s living but its dead
Living dead mutant ant
Going in your brain
Living dead mutant ant
Just got there at night
Living dead mutant ant
Make your nighmares insane
Living dead mutant ant

Top Crupp, It's No Fun

It´s No Fun lyrics
Up at six, to work at seven
Where´s my freedom, where´s my heaven
Break at nine, lunch at twelve
Got no time to find myself
To work at one, a break at three
I dream of a life in luxury
Quit at four, home at five
Feeling more dead than alive
It´s No Fun x2
Eat at six, news at eight
Telling me that someone´s raped
To bed at ten, to sleep at one
Feeling sick, this ain´t no fun
Feel upthight, don´t feel alright
Don´t understand, the dream of a promised land
Wake up screaming, i´ve been dreaming
Nightmares again, i´m going insane
It´s No Fun x2

Top Crupp, I Was So Fucked Up

I Was So Fucked Up lyrics
I was a fucker
I was a junkie
I was everything
I had no money
I had no hope
And i didn’t know a fucking thing
Cos i was so fucked up x4
I was a dealer
I was a healer
I was a bad girl stealer
I ain´t got no money
I ain´t got no hope
And this is the end of this song
Cos i was so fucked up x4

Top Crupp, I Think I'm Going Crazy

I Think I´m Going Crazy lyrics
You always keep on telling me
What to think and how to be
I can´t take it one more day
I need a break, i need to get away
Shut up, shut up x2
I think i´m going crazy
Shut up, shut up x2
I think i´m going crazy
You tell me that you know, the right from wrong
I can´t stay, where i don´t belong
I can´t make it, by myself
I don´t need, anybody fucking else
Shut up, shut up x2
I think i´m going crazy
Shut up, shut up x2
I think i´m going crazy, yeah
Shut up, shut up x2
I think i´m going crazy
Shut up, shut up x2

Top Crupp, Howling

Howling lyrics
Howling x4
Warlocks, werewolfs and demons
Young girls, dead bodies
Exipiding signs of an animal attack
All so shredded and slashed
Howling x4
Witches, wolfs and spirits
Mourning in the night
Terrifying sounds of a breaking back
It´s so shilling and cold
Howling x4

Top Crupp, Horror Is My Business

Horror Is My Business lyrics
Wake you up from your pleasant dream
Make you wake in a horrifying scream
From a dream of luxury and sunshine
Memories from a time when things were fine
Horror Is My Business x4
Let your worst nighmare begin
Dreams of sweet sickness and sin
Caught up fire started to burn
Half awake in your bed you toss and turn
Horror Is My Business x4

Top Crupp, Dead And Gone

Dead And Gone lyrics
I have to see if you’re ok
I have to know it everyday
I hang my head in sorrow
So i could know it not tomorrow
Even if i know you today
I have to know it everyday
So i can feel alright
Everyday’s all the same
I don’t care about the days
So i need you to stay with me
I can’t wait until tomorrow
Tomorrow i will kill you
I don’t care about the sorrow
Tomorrow you’re dead and gone
I have to see if you’re ok
I have to know it everyday
I hang my head in sorrow
So i could know it not tomorrow
Even if i know you today
I have to know it everyday
So i can feel alright
Everyday’s all the same
I don’t care about the days
So i need you to stay with me
I can’t wait until tomorrow
Tomorrow i will kill you
I don’t care about the sorrow
Tomorrow you’re dead and gone
Even if i know you today
I have to know it everyday
So i can feel alright
Everyday’s all the same
I don’t care about the days
So i need you to stay with me
I can’t wait until tomorrow
Tomorrow i will kill you
I don’t care about the sorrow
Tomorrow you’re dead and gone
Yeah, tomorrow you´re dead and gone

Top Crupp, Daddys Little Girl

Daddy´s Little Girl lyrics
Her name is linda, she ain´t got no friends
Her daddy won´t let her go out
Today is friday, it´s disco in town
She won´t be around
She is daddy´s little girl x2
She ain´t got no friends at all x4
But oneday she runaway, her daddy was being hurt
She moved to the big city
She won´t come back again
No she won´t come back
She is daddy´s little girl x2
She ain´t got no, she ain´t got no x2

Top Crupp, Crupps Community

Crupp´s Community lyrics
On the old highway, number three
That´s the place, where i wan´t to be
Way down in mississippi
It leads me right to the crupp´s community
That´s the place, where i wan´t to be
Way down in mississippi
On the old highway, number three

Top Crupp, Class A Moron

Class A Moron Lyrics
You`re a, you`re a, class a moron
You`re a, you`re a, major fucked up x2
Your brain is so full, so full of shit
And we just won`t take it
When you open your mouth, out comes manure
I feel like i want to get sick on the floor
You`re a, you`re a, class a moron
You`re a, you`re a, major fucked up x2
When you are so dead and gone
You won`t be fucking up my fun
No more throw-ups down on the floor
`Coz i don`t have to see you no more
You`re a, you`re a, class a moron
You`re a, you`re a, major fucked up x2
Solo
You`re a, you`re a, class a moron

Top Crupp, Cindy

Cindy lyrics
Her name is cindy crawford
She is so pretty oh my lord
She´s on the commercials all over town
I went and teard her picture down
Cindy x4
I was kinda embaressed when i went there
She was just standing in her underwear
So now they took her pictures away
I don´t know if i can take another fucking day
Cindy x4

Top Crupp, Burning Bones

Burning Bones lyrics
When a boy was five years old he learned to kill
He was in a war against his will
A man shot the boy without a sound
Then the boy was falling down to the ground
Burning bones
Is all there is left
Burning bones
Seems there is no end x2
Seems there is no, seems there is no end
When a boy was sixteen he was so drunk
He was out all night and he listened to punk
He fucked up everyone,he didn’t care
And then he died i don’t know where
Burning dreams
Is all there is left
Burning dreams
Seems there is no end x2
Seems there is no, seems there is no end
Burning bones
Is all there is left
Burning bones
Seems there is no end x2

Top Crupp, Braindead

Braindead lyrics
I got a brain in my head
But it´s fuck it´s dead
Something is wrong with my mind
That’s why i´m left behind
Braindead x4
I don’t got a brain in my head
It’s lying on my bed
Somebody took it away
I forgot it yesterday

Top Crupp, Arachnophobia

Arachnophobia lyrics
Arachnophobia x4
I don’t care
Don’t know what to do
I’m so scared
I can not move
Arachnophobia x4
I got a fright
I’m afraid of spiders
I can’t sleep at night
I’m afraid of spiders
Arachnophobia x4

Top Crupp, 0:71

071 lyrics
So you sit there all alone
Listen to the voice on the phone
So you can get satisfaction
From a lady taped in action
071, listen and have fun x2
So you stay in your flat
And you say like it like that
You don’t need anything else
Just listen and do what she tells
071, listen and have fun x2