I Love Kava Friday Friday!
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Bubba Bula
krunkadelic relic
my college dorm wall
Dr.Krunk
Certified Quack
I’m assuming no more rowing on the pond? Lol you’d have to be pretty persistent
nickbroken
Kava Enthusiast
Bored and stale boys, in a new city and it sucks. I want to drink booze, low on kava, and waiting for a kava sale. Sigh. Hope everyone else is doing well.
Krunkie McKrunkface
Kava Connoisseur
Naw, it's 24F, went down to 16F last night. These are record lows. It should thaw and I might get another month of rowing still. Maybe. If if ice is thin I can easily break enough to clear a channel.
Intrepidus_dux
Kava O.G.
If youre ever in Southern AZ, I would gladly share my grog to help you avoid the booze. A good night’s rest has always helped me too.
nickbroken
Kava Enthusiast
Lol Thanks, no southern Alberta, I'd melt if I was in dirty AZ, granted I could go visit home/vegas.
kastom_lif
Kava Lover
Hooo boy, that's some wild-ass lookin' isa.
Krunkie McKrunkface
Kava Connoisseur
Bula!
verticity
I'm interested in things
That's a great name for a crayfish.
I had to go look up they lyrics, and it's just a lovely little song about...um... corporal punishment, karma, and the cycle of life... I guess.
"Ivan the Crayfish
(INTRO)
Ivan the Crayfish’s
crawling along the bank
Catches a fish
and brings it to little Ul'yan
Little Ul'yan
wolfs down the peppered fish
The landlord sits in the barnyard
and screams "I'll whip you!"
They work their fingers to the bone
With a wooden plough and harrow
Mother sold the latter
Didn’t ask much for it
A hoe, a shovel
And a hen
And a hen
It sits on its roost
(INTERLUDE)
A hen
It sits on its roost
It sits on its roost
Counting its eggs
One, two, three, four
They taught me how to count
But not to read or write
I had to play with dolls
I broke one of my dolls
Mummy gave me a spanking
Dad, dad hit me on the back
Balalaika on the wall
Down the balalaika fell
And hit the pig on its hump
And then dad on his back
So he won’t be riding a pig anymore"
(INTRO)
Ivan the Crayfish’s
crawling along the bank
Catches a fish
and brings it to little Ul'yan
Little Ul'yan
wolfs down the peppered fish
The landlord sits in the barnyard
and screams "I'll whip you!"
They work their fingers to the bone
With a wooden plough and harrow
Mother sold the latter
Didn’t ask much for it
A hoe, a shovel
And a hen
And a hen
It sits on its roost
(INTERLUDE)
A hen
It sits on its roost
It sits on its roost
Counting its eggs
One, two, three, four
They taught me how to count
But not to read or write
I had to play with dolls
I broke one of my dolls
Mummy gave me a spanking
Dad, dad hit me on the back
Balalaika on the wall
Down the balalaika fell
And hit the pig on its hump
And then dad on his back
So he won’t be riding a pig anymore"
verticity
I'm interested in things
I actually like that... He's like a cross between Joseph Stalin and Leonard Cohen..
Krunkie McKrunkface
Kava Connoisseur
They're a very interesting band, and there's a pretty interesting music scene in St Petersburg and somewhat incestuous with bands sharing members. This is a whole show at a club by a related band, Reelroad. I just love this show and can watch it over and over.....That's a great name for a crayfish.
I had to go look up they lyrics, and it's just a lovely little song about...um... corporal punishment, karma, and the cycle of life... I guess.
"Ivan the Crayfish
(INTRO)
Ivan the Crayfish’s
crawling along the bank
Catches a fish
and brings it to little Ul'yan
Little Ul'yan
wolfs down the peppered fish
The landlord sits in the barnyard
and screams "I'll whip you!"
They work their fingers to the bone
With a wooden plough and harrow
Mother sold the latter
Didn’t ask much for it
A hoe, a shovel
And a hen
And a hen
It sits on its roost
(INTERLUDE)
A hen
It sits on its roost
It sits on its roost
Counting its eggs
One, two, three, four
They taught me how to count
But not to read or write
I had to play with dolls
I broke one of my dolls
Mummy gave me a spanking
Dad, dad hit me on the back
Balalaika on the wall
Down the balalaika fell
And hit the pig on its hump
And then dad on his back
So he won’t be riding a pig anymore"
kastom_lif
Kava Lover
The plan-séquence sort of reminds me of the film Русский Ковчег (Russian Ark), a 96 minute film shot on steadicam in one unbroken take. Well, and they're both Russian.
Russian horses can be a bit capricious, especially on kava Fridays. They're still good horses.
Lil' Krunkette
Crawling Chaos
I'm going to need a spoonful of Damu in some almond milk to process that!That's a great name for a crayfish.
I had to go look up they lyrics, and it's just a lovely little song about...um... corporal punishment, karma, and the cycle of life... I guess.
"Ivan the Crayfish
(INTRO)
Ivan the Crayfish’s
crawling along the bank
Catches a fish
and brings it to little Ul'yan
Little Ul'yan
wolfs down the peppered fish
The landlord sits in the barnyard
and screams "I'll whip you!"
They work their fingers to the bone
With a wooden plough and harrow
Mother sold the latter
Didn’t ask much for it
A hoe, a shovel
And a hen
And a hen
It sits on its roost
(INTERLUDE)
A hen
It sits on its roost
It sits on its roost
Counting its eggs
One, two, three, four
They taught me how to count
But not to read or write
I had to play with dolls
I broke one of my dolls
Mummy gave me a spanking
Dad, dad hit me on the back
Balalaika on the wall
Down the balalaika fell
And hit the pig on its hump
And then dad on his back
So he won’t be riding a pig anymore"
Bubba Bula
krunkadelic relic
Heh. It was such a great country they had to build an iron curtain to make sure people stayed to appreciate it. For the good of their fellow comrades, of course.