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Welcome to SassyLand!
"Well when I've had enough I'll get a pick-up truck and I'll drive away. I'll take my last ten bucks just as far as it will go. Well, sometimes I'm easily fooled. I take a painful step and I get knocked back two. I do all I can and it's all I can do to be true. And if I had a choice I'd take the voice I got cos' it was hard to find. You know I've come to far to wind up right back where I started. And they tell me who I should be. I'll never let the monkeys make a mess outta me. I am who I am and it's all I can do, but I'm true. One more sunset, lay my head down - True. One more sunrise, open my eyes up - True. Then they talk you up and then they talk you down, and you begin to doubt. Sometimes the reasons seem so very far away. But I'd stop breathing the day, that if I can't walk proud I'd rather walk away. I do all I am and it's all I can do, but I'm true. I'd give all I am and I'd give it to you." - Concrete Blonde, "True"
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This is really a picture of Lacey Chabert (sp?), the actress who plays Penny Robinson in Lost in Space (the movie). "Unca" Hank's player was very kind to me and played around with the pics to show the white streaks in her hair. But these are just /soooo/ Sass.
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"If there's anything left you'll need it now, so reach deep inside yourself and show them all how you can survive. And you knew it wasn't gonna be easy, so ease your mind, and take a long drive to unwind. The Cracker Jack kid, you've got to search for the prize, and always remember: I, me, mine. And you the youngest, the fullest of heart. Yeah you the restless,... Remember, memories don't hold you down. Some of them even make you laugh out loud. Yeah you are a'smiling, squinty eyed brow. You've got some kinda something happening inside you now." - Melissa Ferrick, "Cracker Jack Kid"
"Been on the bus, since a quarter t'one. I'm baking like a chicken on the bus in the setting sun. Home, home, home, under the window. Was that a shot or a car?! I don't know. I don't know. I don't know! The city smoke, and city choking and cracking open... I hear the city screaming... 24 hours, all night, all day. The city hums, and boils, and cracks and heats away. Just throw 'em around, stick 'em over a fire. No wonder everybody's strung up tighter than a goddamn piano wire. The city dying, and city crying... I hear the city screaming... I hear the city scream..." - Concrete Blonde, "City Screaming"