Info on belts

Hey there ladies and gents,

Would it be possible to have a post somewhere that explains certain things...

I've recently acquired a yellow knot on my belt... now I don't know if this is due to a combination of things like having a really tight knot and having taken six bottles of water (sorry.. potty humour ) but there doesn't seem to be a thread on the ranking system...

Thanks for any info

your belt changes color every 250 posts..

http://forums.aspfree.com/t49887/s.html
- Half way down.

Thanks I feel super cool joining the yellow knotted people of ASP Free...

It's time to strut!

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
since I was born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
the New York Times' effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
you're staying alive, staying alive.
Feel the city breaking and everybody shaking,
and we're staying alive, staying alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, staying alive, staying alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, staying alive.

Well now, I get low and I get high,
and if I can't get either, I really try.
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes.
I'm a dancing man and I just can't lose.
You know it's all right. It's OK.
I'll live to see another day.
We can try to understand
the New York Times' effect on man.

Life going nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life going nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah. Staying alive.

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man, no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm,
I've been kicked around since I was born.
And now it's all right. It's OK.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
the New York Times' effect on man.

Life going nowhere. Somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life going nowhere. Somebody help me, yeah.
I'm staying alive.

Oh! party!

I've seen it all, I have seen the trees,
I've seen the willow leaves dancing in the breeze
I've seen a man killed by his best friend,
And lives that were over before they were spent.
I've seen what I was - I know what I'll be
I've seen it all - there is no more to see!

You haven't seen elephants, kings or Peru!
I'm happy to say I had better to do
What about China? Have you seen the Great Wall?
All walls are great, if the roof doesn't fall!

And the man you will marry?
The home you will share?
To be honest, I really don't care...

You've never been to Niagara Falls?
I have seen water, its water, that's all...
The Eiffel Tower, the Empire State?
My pulse was as high on my very first date!
Your grandson's hand as he plays with your hair?
To be honest, I really don't care...

I've seen it all, I've seen the dark
I've seen the brightness in one little spark.
I've seen what I chose and I've seen what I need,
And that is enough, to want more would be greed.
I've seen what I was and I know what I'll be
I've seen it all - there is no more to see!

You've seen it all and all you have seen
You can always review on your own little screen
The light and the dark, the big and the small
Just keep in mind - you need no more at all
You've seen what you were and know what you'll be
You've seen it all - there is no more to see!

Can I sing one more?

I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don't believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that's true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candlew burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

oops, I started singing the second before that! I'll stop now! thanks!

Karaoke friday night, say... 8 o'clock?

YEAH! where?? we'll open a new thread?

There's a nice little Thread called the "Karoake Club" down on ASP Free Avenue... They have great chicken wings and even better music :P

Better than bjork and nick cave?? I don't think so! But great!
Meet me outside at 7:55, ok?

Deal, dress to impress.

Yeah, I'll wear the "white spaggetti" (if you remember )