Just smashed the buttons on the keyboad and my riding gear is on its way. All of my old stuff does not fit anymore hahah.
Jacket - CHECK
Gloves - CHECK
Riding Boots - CHECK
Knee Pad Shin armour for under jeans - CHECK
Only thing that I can keep from a long time ago is Suomy helmet that fits too tight. Had to get all new goodies. Still need to get a helmet that fits correctly.
But beware
For when you quench your bloodthirst
Others will seek vengeance on you
And they won't rest
Until you're dead
They'll have their
Shiv? Check.
Pipe? Check.
Hammer? Check.
Axe? Check.
Subject? Check.
Location? Check.
Desire? Check.
Vengeance? Check.
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/d/dethklok/murmaider.html ]
Hold your breath, swim and strain
The smell of death, can't escape
Blood will cloud and drift away
Attract the murders of Murmaids
It's so cold they all know
What you've done, you can't run
Vengeance is the law for thee
A thousand leagues below the sea
You've been tracked, you've been seen
Murdering the next of kin
Ate their hearts drank their blood
Washed your fins in blackened mud
Now you swim try to hide
Heart beats faster from inside
Thought it was a big charade
Your life was ended by Murmaids.
Survival kit contents check. In them you'll find: one forty-five caliber automatic; two boxes of ammunition; four days' concentrated emergency rations; one drug issue containing antibiotics, morphine, vitamin pills, pep pills, sleeping pills, tranquilizer pills; one miniature combination Russian phrase book and Bible; one hundred dollars in rubles; one hundred dollars in gold; nine packs of chewing gum; one issue of prophylactics; three lipsticks; three pair of nylon stockings. Shoot, a fella' could have a pretty good weekend in Vegas with all that stuff.
Riding, and riding, we search across the land
The snow, and wind, has frozen the hearts of man
But we ride
We ride
Many days ago we left our home
With swords to ride into the night
Fighting side by side to destroy our foes
And leave them without life
We stop, consider the land that we travelled
Our map's at home, direction unravelled
But we ride
We ride
Many days ago we left our homes,
With swords to ride into the night
Fighting side by side to destroy our foes
And leave them without life
So much time has passed since we left our land
That we've become concerned
And we'll never find the battle
That we should have fought and won
But we won't stop searching
Lost but still we ride
Search until we die
We ride
We ride
Hungry and tired the frigid plain yields little
We trudge on further, eating pride and snow that's brittle
We ride
We ride
We come upon a witch who takes us in
To let us share her mighty fire
She asks of us our story and we lie and say
We ride around for hire
She asks us if we'd like to have her map
And points us in some direction
But we are far too proud and strong so we keep silent
And ignore her suggestion
Lost but still we ride
Search until we die
All the fault of pride
The gods weep in the night
Lost but still we ride
Search until we die
All the fault of pride
The gods weep in the night
Just smashed the buttons on the keyboad and my riding gear is on its way. All of my old stuff does not fit anymore hahah.
Jacket - CHECK
Gloves - CHECK
Riding Boots - CHECK
Knee Pad Shin armour for under jeans - CHECK
Only thing that I can keep from a long time ago is Suomy helmet that fits too tight. Had to get all new goodies. Still need to get a helmet that fits correctly.
WIN! It's still going to be too wet this weekend, even with the sun coming out on Sunday... it'll be filthy up there. If the weather holds for a week, maybe the weekend after? We'll keep the pace chill... :cool
