Turkeyslayer
Smells Great
On a cold Sunday evening, way back in November of '99 I remember singing a little song about the Stamps. I was standing with a crowd of a few hundred beer guzzling steel workers in the middle of the street. Actually it was at King and James Street. All traffic had been stopped. Now how did that little diddy go? Oh yes let me see it went something like this
Danny Mac, headin the attack- We're the champs, F*@K the Stamps- We're the champs f...... and on and on till it was time to go back into the pub for more suds
I would bet in '98 you were singing a different tune!!!oke: