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07:56, 
2007-04-30 21:59:10 Description: Nomorenarcissism
PBS documentary shows a Canadian PRT team at an isolated FOB in Afghanistan trying to win over a nearby village from Taliban rebel sympathy by repairing their water pumps and (More) Nomorenarcissism
PBS documentary shows a Canadian PRT team at an isolated FOB in Afghanistan trying to win over a nearby village from Taliban rebel sympathy by repairing their water pumps and supplying other needed items. "The kingdom is lost for want of a nail" when the native contracted supply column is turned away because the bomb sniffing dog discovers a driver has traces of explosives. Why OPSEC is violated by having locals drive supplies to FOBs in the first place? Thus, they cannot get measley spark plugs and LAV-III/Stryker clusterfuck drive into a run-down road-side black market where their "shooter" foot narcissists hop out and proceed to "block" the road by NOT blocking it as if Afghans who have lived with guns for centuries are going to cower at them brandishing firearms. When Afghans continue to drive because the Canadians didn't even post traffic cones, they eagerly open fire with "warning shots"...even when moving the fragile truck force resorts to gunplay because they don't feel safe in their allegedly "armored" LAV3Strykers spitting out warning shots left and right and causing a truck to over-turn and nearly killing an innocent Afghan.
This non-road block incompetence is practiced by DAMF American punks in Iraq, too:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JAJ46Wosrn0
A "pound-of-cure" MEDEVAC helicopter is flown in to fly him out, but the "ounce of preventable" damage is already done. So much for "winning hearts and minds" this day. Emasculated ground troops in wheeled LAV-III/Stryker trucks are set up for road/trail restricted failure wherever they are. How many spark plugs or even brand new water pumps do you think could have been purchased for the cost of avoiding the UH-60 Blackhawk MEDEVAC helicopter flight?
Why not send a LAV-III ambulance if they are sooo land-mine "protected" as their liar proponents say? Ask this Canadian Medic's family:
http://www.herofund.ca/?cat=74
Name: Master Corporal Christian Duchesne
Age:34
Died: August 22, 2007
Hometown: Montreal, Quebec
Children: Three daughters
Unit : 5th Field Ambulance (Valcartier, Quebec)
Master Corporal Christian Duchesne was a member of the 5th Field Ambulance, based at Valcartier, Quebec. Duchesne was killed when his armoured, LAV-III vehicle struck an improvised explosive device in southern Afghanistan. (Less)
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122, 05:06, 2008-03-23 15:02:50 Description: Shabazz the Disciple feat Lil' Dap & Killah Priest - Thieves in da Night (Heist), from the album "The Book of Shabazz"
Verse 1]
Uses to stalk like a hawk pon the sidewalk (More) Shabazz the Disciple feat Lil' Dap & Killah Priest - Thieves in da Night (Heist), from the album "The Book of Shabazz"
Verse 1]
Uses to stalk like a hawk pon the sidewalk looking for my prey
Sometimes I hit the subway, schemin to catch a jackpot
Shit is hot too many cops, I think I'll run up in a crack spot
I start on my mission and yo I'm scrambling
Approach a group of shorties who were gambling
I play it off and ask one of them a question
Yo shorty I'm lost, yo help me out with some directions
He stated kicking it and something kept shining
I looked at his hand it was a ring full of diamonds
Evil was my level of thinking
Get all I can get and leave my victims dead and stinking
I drew the guns from the holsters on my sides
This is a stickup, don't make it a fucking homicide
Give me the cash quick fast or my nine'll blast
They gave it up and did the 100 yard dash
I left shorty on the ground face down
Shitting and pissing and under pressure from the 3 pound
I cold stripped his ass, pistol whipped his ass
Robbed him blind and left his head all gashed
Committing armed robberies, we be committing armed robberies
Committing armed robberies
Trying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!!!!!!
[Chorus: Killah Priest]
The shootouts over dice
The sirens and the lights
The late night heist
The thieves in da nite
[Verse 2]
Continued on my mission, I went to the corner to the phone booth
And called preme and the troops
I told preme the plan and what to carry
Cause where we going tonight yo it's kinda scary
I told him bring grenades and extra drivers
To pull this shit off right, we can't leave survivors
We reached the scene of the crime got on the job
Dressed to rob was the motherfucking mad mob
We left the driver with the engine running
Ran up in the building, on our way to make a killing
Reached the floor, I rang the bell on the door
Cocked the .44 ready to bring them brothers war
I rang the bell once more a brother opened the door
Bup! bup!, we put his brains on the floor
We ran up in the spot letting off mad shots, until the last brother dropped
And when he dropped, I realized it was Klein
I said to myself, yeah this nigga ass is mine
Slapped him with the magnum, knocked him out dragged him
Tied him to a motherfucking chair and I gagged him
Torture motherfuckers, preme you know how we do
Cut off all his fingers and then drugged him with a needle
When he recuperated then he cooperated
He started singing where his drugs were being operated
Buck to the chest, bang to the head
Preme shot him in the ear to make sure he's dead
The next thing on my mind yo it was leaving
But first I gotta make sure no one else is breathing
We dragged Klein down the fire escape
Stripped him of his gun, then we grabbed the safe
With help from Supreme and my cousin Pumpster
We bagged him in a body bag and dumped him in a dumpster
Left his ass in the garbage all smothered
Threw a grenade in the window and ran for cover
We saw a witness on our way out the gutter
My little cousin pump slit his throat with a box cutter
While he was laying there gagging, I put the tool to his head
And blew that shit up with lead
Emptied the clip in my nine out
Jumped in the bema with the safe, then we headed to the hideout
I was thinking bout that fucking catastrophe
We left at least 10 or more casualties
Splattered around but naked
The only means of identity was their motherfucking dental records
Committing armed robberies, we be committing armed robberies
Committing armed robberies
Trying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!!!!!!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Lil' Dap]
Yo I walk down the block, gun shots follow the block
Mom dukes is a maid, I think this shit is a raid - check it out
I'm living this low-budget violent lifetime
Watch me break it down, start to kill these rhymes
Lifting pockets was a sport just to get respect
Little nigga little brother watch shorty with the tec
Snatching weight across the land to kill the wicked man
No one could hold me down, no one can even stop me
Weight taped to my leg ready to see poppi
Walking through the doors and I'm scared to death
Trigger finger's on my right incase they tried to flex
Seeing weight, cream and dream niggaz they start to skeem
What's life after this, should we break shit down
Let these brothers know around town that we do get down
East New York style, hold me back one time
Busting shots in the air, cause the world was mines
Check it out...
Committing armed robberies, we be committing armed robberies
Committing armed robberies
Trying our best to live phat - fuck poverty!!!!!! (Less)
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7, 00:51, 2007-06-27 21:26:59 Description: A Big Bear Bait Site, Central Idaho. many old Crows Caw Cawing There Names and See the Red Fox Run to the SageCreeps, We Sat on the Hill Every Weekend Watching the Birds and Animals.
BEAR BAIT (More) A Big Bear Bait Site, Central Idaho. many old Crows Caw Cawing There Names and See the Red Fox Run to the SageCreeps, We Sat on the Hill Every Weekend Watching the Birds and Animals.
BEAR BAIT STUDY.
NO ANIMALS WERE HURT IN THIS STUDY.
IDAHO BEAR MAN 2000-2006
Idaho Bear Lover Wants to bring the animals HOME, many woodland Creatures are being ran out of there homes, being Shot like Crimaminals, because it was down in a housed area spoofing the dogs and Knocking over the trash cans forging for food. 1 man says I must have been choosen to save the Animals from the Sunny City, there where so many miles up all night after do that for a living.at night they ate Your lil kitty or small puppy, so the man finds all the food from the magic land piles it on top the high mountain above the sunny city, for four years winter spring summer fall they carryed the food to the top of the hill. many ideas cameras self wrote scripts support from everyone that crossed me and all they could say, in sun valley as the big red box trailer with 1000 pound loads to the top I slowly noticed all the animals in the area were becoming freindly and not afraid to show there selves to me ,quite freakish flying with thousands of birds ,or being in the same place as a 300 pound idaho black bear acting swiftly, gentel weird deer ,having dinner with red fox and who's main goal was take more than he needed so the other animals could have some too. walking-taking-eating with the animals is great for big screen rock n roll music video party.ask about my DVD's. look in stupidvideos.com under animals type in the search(fox),Iam the Idaho Bear Man (Less)
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10, 04:11, 2008-04-07 02:18:56 Description: I will try to upload all Eazy-E songs(and maby other artists) With Lyrics! soo look at my channel for more videos!
[Verse One:]
It's that man comin up from that land of tha C-P-T
(More) I will try to upload all Eazy-E songs(and maby other artists) With Lyrics! soo look at my channel for more videos!
[Verse One:]
It's that man comin up from that land of tha C-P-T
("What's my motherfuckin name?" - Snoop) Eazy-E
Comin thru with a big lick for '94
Showin alla y'all them true-ass gangsta flows
So bow-wow bow-wow the big dog's in town
And them guts is the only thing a nigga pound
Laid back as I blow a fat sack
Hittin switches for them bitches, hittin corners in a Cadillac
So take a ride on tha ruthless side
With the E to the A-Z-Y
That nigga makin more off yo hits than you do
You fools, need to recognize this crew when I roll through
Tryin to speak up on tha OG, nigga you don't know me
Break em off these nuts lil wanna-be
Cause I peel caps if need be
And ain't nothin you gonna bring don't see me
Just tah let U know...
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
One more time for the rhyme again
Comin from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N
Just tah let U know
Just tah let U know
[Verse Two:]
It's the E comin up from the gank
So nigga let me ride all the way to the bank
Coz ain't nuthin on my mind but the gips
Gotta have a grip, run a nigga dip
Back to the pass on the Compton streetz
Where the niggaz get beat when us gangstas meet
And fools gettin mad coz they can't ride like I ride
Front n back, dippin side to side
And it's been like that since I was a BG
"It's the E," that's what they scream when they see me
Mama said every day is like this
Fools screamin that I put em in a twist
Thought you had it bad, isn't really all good
If the homies only knew in the hood
That you was gettin done like a two dollar hoe
It's just a lil something from the E tah let U know...
[Chorus]
[Verse Three:]
It's still the C-P-T, nuthin more, nuthin less
On a quest to put that bomb in my chest
Coz them busta-ass niggaz can't see what I'm sayin
They think the E be playin (What ?)
But I ain't givin up nuthin but this glock in yo mouth
So recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked out
So if you wanna ride nigga jump on in
Sip a cup o' gin. Ain't no friends when it come to ends
So no hard feelings when you niggaz be dealin
With the original Compton criminal
Coz the only thing poppin is a snaps
And ain't no fun when a nigga be tap perhaps
But a nigga like the E ain't trippin though
I'm just here tah let U niggaz know...
[CHORUS]
[Insert:]
You have your own freedom of choice
So you do what the fuck you feel like doin
Take it from me, that streetwise motherfucker named Eazy E
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22, 03:55, 2007-03-18 19:26:47 Description: "N 2 Gether Now"
[Fred:] Who can be the boss?
Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path
Runnin on the (More) "N 2 Gether Now"
[Fred:] Who can be the boss?
Look up to the cross
Stranded in the land of the lost
Standin up, I'm sideways
I'm blazin' up the path
Runnin on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
Lava stamps and brands me like a barcode
I'm Dashin all the meteor strikes
Keep the media dykes
As re-enforcements for the fight
And that alone with keep John Ghotti on the phone
Tangled in his own I got the bees on the track
Where the fuck you at?
[Method Man] Tical
Let me hear you pigeons run your mouth now
[Method Man] Shut the fuck up!
I'm pluggin in them social skills
That keep my total bills over a million
The last time I checked it
Thank God I'm blessed with the mind that I wreck it
Wait until the second round, I'll knock him out
[Method Man:] They call me big John stud
My middle name mud
Dirty water flow
Too much for you thugs
That can't stand the flood
What up doc?
Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd
The sure shot
Mr. Meth I'm unplugged
Learn
Temperature's too hot for sunblock
Burn
Playin with minds can get you state time
Lock behind twelve bars from a great mind
Killa bees in the club when there's ladybug
Brought a sword to tha dance floor to cut a rug
Love is love all day 'til they both slug
And take another life in cold blood
Can't feel me?
Cause it's your blood
Murder is tremendous
Crime is endless
Same shit different day
Father forgive us
They know not what they do
Our praises do
I'm big like easy, ya bigbamboo
[Method Man:] What's that, I didn't hear you?
Shut the fuck up!
Come on a little louder
Shut the fuck up!
Everybody N 2 Gether now
Shut the fuck up!
What? What?
[Method Man:] Headstrong, deadcon, dead by dawn
Deadweight they dead wrong
Let's get it on
Twelve rounds of throwdown
Who hold crown?
Protect land with both pound
Limp Bizkit
Get around like merry-go
What's the scenario?
Comin' through your stereo
Why risk it
Lifestyles of the prolific and gifted
Eight essential vitamins and minerals
Delicious
Word on the street is
They bit my thesis
Knocked out their front teethes
Tryin to taste mine
Actin like they heard through the grapevine
Dope fiendin for the baseline
To provide rhyme
Pharmaceuticals
Hard as nails to the cubicle
Where you find that monster
She beautiful
Wu-Tang and Limp Bizkit
Roll on the check
Kick a hole in the speaker
Pull the plug and inject
[Fred:] Mic check
So what's it all about?
Where we gonna run?
Maybe we can meet up on the sun
Discretion is advised
For the blood of virgin eyes
Limpin on the track with Method
So get the sunblock
You get your one shot
Until you dissolve
I revolve around everything you got
From outta nowhere prepare
You'll be blinded by the glare
I told you not to stare
Now you're turned into stone
Without a microphone
But don't you forget you're in the zone
[Method Man] So shut the fuck up!
And take that shit back
Cause all your shit's whack
[Method Man] Doodoo is doodoo
When it's way down like that
Burnin up your brain like a piston
So all those who didn't listen
Never even knew what they were missin
And never even knew that the sky was fallin down
Wu-Tang Clan for the crown
[Method Man:] What's that, I didn't hear you?
Shut the fuck up!
Come on a little louder
Shut the fuck up!
Everybody N2 Gether now
Shut the fuck up!
What? What?
[Method Man:] It was over your head all day every day
S-I-N-Y
1-0-3-0-4
Wu-Tang, Killa Bees, and the Limp
B-I-Z-K-I-T
Gotta know the time
Gotta know to rhyme
It ain't easy bein greezy
In a world of cleanliness and you know all that other madness
We gone
Peace
Limp Bizkit, Method Man, rock the house y'all, bring it on
Hey wait up, where you guys going? You're not recording are you? I'm all alone
I can't do this
Feel it
You guys feel it out there?
Check your head if you feel it
Hey, hey, hey
Every day is brigther than the next day, at least that's what you think (Less)
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38, 04:26, 2008-04-21 16:36:42 Description: Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph Live in San Bernardino, California, July 17, 2004 Album - Wu-Tang Forever Lyrics: "[Inspectah Deck] I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypothesis (More) Wu-Tang Clan - Triumph Live in San Bernardino, California, July 17, 2004 Album - Wu-Tang Forever Lyrics: "[Inspectah Deck] I bomb atomically, Socrates' philosophies and hypothesis can't define how I be droppin these mockeries, lyrically perform armed robbery Flee with the lottery, possibly they spotted me Battle-scarred shogun, explosion when my pen hits tremendous, ultra-violet shine blind forensics I inspect you, through the future see millenium Killa B's sold fifty gold sixty platinum Shacklin the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets queen B's ease the guns in Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function Heads by the score take flight incite a war Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans demand more Behold the bold soldier, control the globe slowly Proceeds to blow swingin swords like Shinobi Stomp grounds and pound footprints in solid rock Wu got it locked, performin live on your hottest block [Method Man] As the world turns, I spread like germs Bless the globe with the pestilence, the hard-headed never learn It's my testament to those burned Play my position in the game of life, standin firm on foreign land, jump the gun out the fryin pan, into the fire Transform into the Ghostrider, a six-pack and +A Streetcar Named Desire+, who got my back? In the line of fire holdin back, what? My peoples if you with me where the fuck you at? Niggaz is strapped, and they tryin to twist my beer cap It's court adjourned, for the bad seed from bad sperm Herb got my wig fried like a bad perm, what the blood clot, we smoke pot, and blow spots You wanna think twice, I think not The Iron Lung ain't got ta tell you where it's coming from Guns of Navarone, tearing up your battle zone Rip through your slums [Cappadonna] I twist darts from the heart, tried and true Loop my voice on the LP, martini on the slang rocks Certified chatterbox, vocabulary 'Donna talkin Tell your story walkin Take cover kid, what? Run for your brother, kid Run for your team, and your six camp rhyme groupies So I can squeeze with the advantage, and get wasted My deadly notes reigns supreme Your fort is basic compared to mine Domino effect, arts and crafts Paragraphs contain cyanide Take a free ride on my dart, I got the fashion catalogues for all y'all to all praise to the Gods [Ol Dirty Bastard] The saga continues Wu-Tang, Wu-Tang [U-God] Olympic torch flaming, we burn so sweet The thrill of victory, the agony, defeat We crush slow, flamin deluxe slow For, judgment day cometh, conquer, it's war Allow us to escape, hell glow spinning bomb Pocket full of shells out the sky, Golden Arms Tune spit the shitty Mortal Kombat sound The fateful step make, the blood stain the ground A jungle junkie, vigilante tantrum A death kiss, catwalk, squeeze another anthem Hold it for ransom, tranquilized with anesthetics My orchestra, graceful, music ballerinas My music Sicily, rich California smell An axekiller adventure, paint a picture well I sing a song from Sing-Sing, sippin on ginseng Righteous wax chaperone, rotating ring king [RZA] Watch for the wooden soldiers, C-Cypher-Punks couldn't hold us A thousand men rushing in, not one nigga was sober Perpendicular to the square, we stand bold like Flare Escape from your Dragon's Lair, in particular My beats travel like a vortex, through your spine to the top of your cerebrum cortex Make you feel like you bust a nut from raw sex Enter through your right ventricle clog up your bloodstream now terminal, like Grand Central Station Program fat baselines, on Novation Getting drunk like a fuck, I'm duckin five-year probation [GZA] War of the masses, the outcome, disastrous Many of the victim family save they ashes A million names on walls engraved in plaques Those who went back, received penalties for the axe Another heart is torn as close ones mourn Those who stray, niggaz get slayed on the song [Masta Killa] The track renders helpless and suffers from multiple stab wounds and leaks sounds that's heard ninety-three million miles away from came one to represent the Nation, this is a gathering of the masses that come to pay respects to the Wu-Tang Clan As we engage in battle, the crowd now screams in rage The high chief Jamel-I-Reef take the stage Light is provided through sparks of energy from the mind that travels in rhyme form Givin sight to the blind The dumb are mostly intrigued by the drum Death only one can save self from This relentless attack of the track spares none" (Less)
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62, 03:38, 2008-04-21 16:52:49 Description: haha now you know i had to do one, too! BUY MY CD AT WWW.MYSPACE.COM/TRAPHIK LYRICS I move away from the mic to breathe in again Let my brain connect it from my tongue to the pen It's the (More) haha now you know i had to do one, too! BUY MY CD AT WWW.MYSPACE.COM/TRAPHIK LYRICS I move away from the mic to breathe in again Let my brain connect it from my tongue to the pen It's the chocolate rain that got me all mixed up in the head The chocolate rain that got me shakin wakin up in my bed I never left the devil but he stays on my back So I spill out all my fears out when im lacin a track So when you playin it back, you should play it reversed Cuz what im sayin aint no game and its remaining a curse You could remain in a hurse, or take my hand to the land Of milk n honey makin money cuz im takin a stand So if u shakin my hand then you shakin the spot The new additions what you missin and im makin it hot It's the chocolate rain gotchu wantin the fame Now you rock a chain talking bout you poppin them things Stay dropping the names man, Stop wit the games, Better watch it for you end up just like pac in the game Now it's epic as I step into a world full of hate I'm just speakin what im thinking in this global debate Nobody listen they just pissin on the side of the street tryin not run away though he provided the beat I hope I die in my sleep cuz I can't take the pain that be drippin as im slippin in this chocolate rain it's like I'm stopping a train spill my brains on a track every mistake I ever make I still be playin it back no regrets, cuz I learn and keep it pushin and movin I got the fire and so im burnin and I keep on pursuin But yet and still we get the pills and try to forget People getting killed in burnin buildings this is the threat It's the chocolate rain, that be floodin the streets when you wake up in a cold sweat wit blood in the sheets might be a thug in the streets, but you aint taklin the same somebody call the police now they chalkin ya frame the melancholy mundane of the chocolate rain gotchu climbin up the waterspout and fallin again even a ball and chain wouldn't be slowin me down I keep it street like concrete, the beat holdin me down Swim in juice and jin and im hopin I don't drown Ascendin from the heavins just watch as I float down Y'all livin with no sound I'm bangin the door down keep my heart up in the steet, so you hearin the floor pound infinite and beyond, ya sendin me I'll be gone sellin souls for a livin just like Al B on married with children, ya bury ya children before you even know the chocolate rain is what killed em and now don't ya feel dumb, a baby and real young wanna play ya own cards when it's the devil that deals em so don't run and don't hide, cuz theres nothing to gain don't let it wetchu it'll getchu its that chocholate rain (Less)
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13, 07:37, 2008-04-22 10:28:18 Description: This is my own slideshow of the too first tracks on a Album called "Headless Cross" Lyrics is Included! Please Comment:) Headless Cross : Look through the people, and on through the mist (More) This is my own slideshow of the too first tracks on a Album called "Headless Cross" Lyrics is Included! Please Comment:) Headless Cross : Look through the people, and on through the mist to the hill of the headless cross Where all witches meet, on a night such as this and the power of darkness is host They come face to face, eye to eye, soul to soul with and Angel that fell from the sky Borne on the air, the screams and the wails of the masses appointed to die Listen for the feet as they pound the land to a tune of thunder Watch as the legions ride again to a fate of death or torture At the Headless Cross, at the Headless Cross From the first evil night, when a black flash of light cut the crucifix half to the ground There's been no escape from the power of Satan on a nation so brave and so proud Listen for the feet as they pound the land to a tune of thunder Watch as the legions ride again to a fate of death or torture At the Headless Cross, at the Headless Cross How do you feel, when the locks refuse the key and the master is calling your name Does the luck of the charm, really keep you from harm? does the talisman protect you from pain? Listen for the feet as they pound the land to a tune of thunder Watch as the legions ride again to a fate of death or torture At the Headless Cross, at the Headless Cross From the first evil night, when a black flash of light cut the crucifix half to the ground There's no escaping the power of Satan on a nation so brave and so proud Listen for the feet as they pound the land to a tune of thunder Watch as the legions ride again to a fate of death or torture, oh no, oh At the Headless Cross, at the Headless Cross At the Headless Cross, oh, at the Headless Cross Where will you run to? At the Headless Cross Look, to the Headless Cross (Less)
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10, 09:55, 2008-12-15 10:56:55 Description: This is a speed run for Conker's Bad Fur Day on the Nintendo 64. I did not do this speed run. I got it from www.speeddemosarchive.com. I got it for all those Conker fans out there, and non-fans (More) This is a speed run for Conker's Bad Fur Day on the Nintendo 64. I did not do this speed run. I got it from www.speeddemosarchive.com. I got it for all those Conker fans out there, and non-fans alike. So please don't accuse me of copyright infringement, or plagurism. Enjoy.
Best 100% time with deaths: single-segment 1:37:59 by Karl 'Normand' Grenier on 2008-10-19.
Author's comments:
Yes, this is a 100% single-segment run of Conker's Bad Fur Day for the N64. Before commenting on the actual run, here's a short faq :
Q : Why did you run this game ?
A : Back in the days, Rareware was my favorite game developer (yep, they used to make good games), and even though Conker's BFD isn't their most popular title, it's the one I cherish the most. Everything about it is just wonderful.
Q : You know, there is a remake on Xbox that's just as good, with better graphics. Why didn't you run this one instead ?
A : I was greatly disappointed by Conker : Live and Reloaded. I don't have an Xbox anyway.
Q : Why a 100% run ? There was already one on SDA.
A : Even if SnapDragon's 2:10:32 run is pretty good, it's really outdated, and a 100% run is just too similar to an any% run.
Comments on the run itself :
Hungover :
Nothing special here. The only part that looks like a mistake is when I wait a bit before whacking the key, but you need to do so. If you don't, your frying pan will just pass through it.
Barn Boys :
This chapter went ok. At a certain point, you have to cut Franky's hanging rope by throwing a knife at it. He only falls after you miss the rope four times, which is why I didn't aim at it right after picking up the throwing knives. I got an unlucky fight against the first form of the Haybot, but there's not much you can do about it.
Also, I'm pretty sure that this is the fastest route to get the five clouds of bees.
Windy :
Regarding the bit with the bull, you need to hit the cows while they're standing still (munching grass or defecating). If you hit them too soon, they'll just start spinning for a few seconds, which wastes... a few seconds. I wouldn't say I was overcautious, but with better timing, I could've saved some time.
You can fall directly at the bottom of the poo mountain with a single jump after getting the wad of cash at the top, but here, I activated the funny helicoptery tail thing too late.
Bats Tower :
Decent chapter. Knocking out the cogs was kind of sloppy, but it didn't waste too much time. It's possible to shoot the letter "P" right after the letter "O" without waiting for the wheel to do another rotation, but it's extremely difficult. I have only managed to do it once in a single-segment attempt.
Sloprano :
Pretty short chapter. The Great Mighty Poo's battle was good. He usually switches places more frequently, I was lucky here.
Uga Buga :
This is where the real mistakes start appearing.
Phlegm :
This is probably the funniest mistake in the run. I just couldn't seem to land on that tombstone.
Worship :
I still don't understand what happened to that caveman. I checked to see if he was following the group, and everything seemed fine. Then he suddenly appeared to be miles back (yes, miles), so I just left him behind. It didn't make much difference anyway, the three remaining cavemen did their job quickly.
Rock Solid :
Lucky level. You need to get as close as you can to the second rock guy before urinating on him, or you won't be able to push him far enough.
Buga The Knut :
The worst part of this run. For some reason, you need to wait for Buga to do a ground pound before you can land your first hit. Unfortunately, I got too close to him, so he raised his bone instead. This resulted in a loss of 15-20 seconds.
Windy :
Wasps' Revenge :
The wasps' movement patterns are completely random, so I didn't expect much more than this from a single-segment.
Spooky :
Mr. Death :
The zombies part was fairly good. I failed to jump over that fence on my first try, so I got hit by a zombie. If you get a headshot while the target is too far away, the shot won't be fatal.
Count Batula :
Another bad part. I kept getting hit by these heat-seeking stakes, which compelled me to get some additional health, since I need at least 3 chocolate squares to survive the glitch in the next level. Conker regains his squirell's voice when he's eating chocolate, makes sense.
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34, 00:30, 2008-02-17 02:51:39 Description: U.S. infantry forces when not getting blown up by land mines in wheeled trucks on roads or foot-slogging are out-gunned on the non-linear battlefield (NLB) where millions of Russian-made Rocket (More) U.S. infantry forces when not getting blown up by land mines in wheeled trucks on roads or foot-slogging are out-gunned on the non-linear battlefield (NLB) where millions of Russian-made Rocket Propelled Grenades (RPGs) proliferate
http://www.combatreform.com/actualRPGbackandfrontblast.jpg
...because they are minimalist in their approach to save weight and cost. The RPG's firing motor/booster charge is in a narrow launcher stem and the warhead itself sticks out on the end and isn't covered by a heavy metal tube, saving weight--idea copied from the German Panzerfaust of WW2. American infantry obsessed with kinetic energy bullet gunslinging ignores having high explosives weapon shock action at the squad-level making excuses that disposable M136 "AT4" (84mm) single-shot rockets that are 14-pounds and 30 inches long throwaway fiberglass tubes--with no firing grips and sights that have to be popped open, operated ad hoc without dedicated gunners is going to somehow counter the enemy's dozens of dedicated gunners with RPGs that they can run into and out of firing position with firing grips and sights ready
http://www.combatreform.com/ttprpg.htm
Anyone who has read the book or watched the movie, "Blackhawk Down!" knows that our disposible rocket mentality doesn't cut it against the ready-to-fire RPG that is operated in large numbers by our enemies.
U.S. Army Rangers shoot a family of 84mm rocket types in the excellent (Brits almost sank an Argentine warship in the Falklands war with one) but heavy Carl Gustav RR re-usable launcher with ready-to-fire firing grips using a dedicated gunner (M3 RAAWS)
http://www.combatreform.com/carlgustav.htm
and USMC has dedicated SMAW gunners that shoot 83mm rockets which has a disposible single-shot version for any Soldier to fire called SMAW-D which at least compacts its launcher tube like the 5-pound M72 LAAW introduced in Vietnam that is weak in blast effects. Since our Western military rocket launchers cover the entire rocket, their overall weight is heavier and cost more than the minimalist RPG.
What we need to do wake-up to the facts that high explosives weaponry dominates the NLB and to stop fantasizing about the simpler war gunslinging past
http://www.combatreform.com/highexplosives.htm
and to fully light mechanize our infantry with high-technology M113 Gavins so we no longer fight the enemy M16 vs. AK47 (AKM) + RPG
http://www.combatreform.com/itmaneuversabattalion.htm
http://www.combatreform.com/popguns.htm
http://www.combatreform.com/lighttanks.htm
Next, we should supply EVERY Soldier with hand grenades that can also be shot from his folding stock, gas-piston, 7.62mm or 5.56mm modular (can shoot enemy's captured AKM ammo by switching out upper receiver, bolt and magazine well adapter) M16A5 assault rifle/carbine to enable us to blast dominate the close-range fight
http://www.combatreform.com/riflehandgrenades.htm
is create an "AmeriKanski" RPG launcher that is more accurate than the enemy ones so we can capture their rockets/boosters and use their own ammo against them. AmeriKanski RPG gunners should be organic to EACH rifle squad and qualify each year on them. Captured AKMs, RPKs, RPG launchers etc. should be attached to the outside of designated "Vulture" M113 Gavins to fire enemy ammo as its captured by the Vulture dismount squad to fire en masse remotely by the crew inside to bolster our firepower as we go, feeding off the enemy's mass-produced logistical supplies.
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3, 04:43, 2008-04-20 07:14:55 Description: Verse One:
It's that man comin up from that land of tha C-P-T
("What's my motherf**kin name?" - Snoop) Eazy-E
Comin thru with a big lick for '94
Showin alla y'all (More) Verse One:
It's that man comin up from that land of tha C-P-T
("What's my motherf**kin name?" - Snoop) Eazy-E
Comin thru with a big lick for '94
Showin alla y'all them true-ass gangsta flows
So bow-wow bow-wow the big dog's in town
and them guts is the only thing a nigga pound
Laid back as I blow a fat sack
Hittin switches for them bitches, hittin corners in a Cadillac
So take a ride on tha ruthless side
with the E to the A-Z-Y
That nigga makin more off yo hits than you do
you fools, need to recognize this crew when I roll through
Tryin to speak up on tha OG, nigga you don't know me
Break em off these nuts lil wanna-be
Cause I peel caps if need be
And ain't nothin you gonna bring don't see me
Just tah let U know...
Chorus: repeat 2X
One more time for the rhyme again
Comin from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N
Just tah let U know
Just tah let U know
Verse Two:
It's the E comin up from the gank
so nigga let me ride all the way to the bank
Coz ain't nuthin on my mind but the gips
Gotta have a grip, run a nigga dip
Back to the pass on the Compton streetz
Where the niggaz get beat when us gangstas meet
And fools gettin mad coz they can't ride like I ride
Front n back, dippin side to side
And it's been like that since I was a BG
"It's the E," that's what they scream when they see me
Mama said every day is like this
Fools screamin that I put em in a twist
Thought you had it bad, isn't really all good
If the homies only knew in the hood
That you was gettin done like a two dollar hoe
It's just a lil something from the E tah let U know...
Chorus
Verse Three:
It's still the C-P-T, nuthin more, nuthin less
On a quest to put that bomb in my chest
Coz them busta-ass niggaz can't see what I'm sayin
They think the E be playin [What ?]
But I ain't givin up nuthin but this glock in yo mouth
So recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked out
So if you wanna ride nigga jump on in
Sip a cup o' gin. Ain't no friends when it come to ends
So no hard feelings when you niggaz be dealin
with the original Compton criminal
Coz the only thing poppin is a snaps
and ain't no fun when a nigga be tap perhaps
but a nigga like the E ain't trippin though
I'm just here tah let U niggaz know...
[CHORUS]
[Insert:]
You have your own freedom of choice
So you do what the f**k you feel like doin
Take it from me, that streetwise motherf**ker named Eazy E (Less)
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7, 03:16, 2007-05-28 20:55:46 Description: LYRICS:
TALKING SAILOR (aka TALKING MERCHANT MARINE) by WOODY GUTHRIE (1944)
In bed with my woman, just singin' the blues,
Heard the radio tellin' the news:
That the big Red Army (More) LYRICS:
TALKING SAILOR (aka TALKING MERCHANT MARINE) by WOODY GUTHRIE (1944)
In bed with my woman, just singin' the blues,
Heard the radio tellin' the news:
That the big Red Army took a hundred towns,
And Allies droppin' them two-ton bombs.
Started hollerin', yellin', dancin' up and down like a bullfrog!
Doorbell rung and in come a man,
I signed my name, I got a telegram.
Said, "If you wanna take a vacation trip,
Got a dish-washin' job on a Liberty ship."
Woman a-cryin', me a-flyin', out the door and down the line!
'Bout two minutes I run ten blocks,
I come to my ship, down at the dock;
Walked up the plank, and I signed my name,
Blowed that whistle, was gone again!
Right on out and down the stream, ships as fur as my eye could see, woman a-waitin'.
Ship loaded down with TNT
All out across the rollin' sea;
Stood on the deck, watched the fishes swim,
I'se a-prayin' them fish wasn't made out of tin.
Sharks, porpoises, jellybeans, rainbow trouts, mudcats, jugars, all over that water.
This convoy's the biggest I ever did see,
Stretches all the way out across the sea;
And the ships blow the whistles and a-rang her bells,
Gonna blow them fascists all to hell!
Win some freedom, liberty, stuff like that.
Walked to the tail, stood on the stern,
Lookin' at the big brass screw blade turn;
Listened to the sound of the engine pound,
Gained sixteen feet every time it went around.
Gettin' closer and closer, look out, you fascists.
I'm just one of the merchant crew,
I belong to the union called the N. M. U.
I'm a union man from head to toe,
I'm U. S. A. and C. I. O.
Fightin' out here on the waters to win some freedom on the land.
Rainbow Quest with Pete Seeger (Episode 6) (Less)
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13, 00:30, 2008-04-22 09:08:05 Description: U.S. infantry forces when not getting blown up by land mines in wheeled trucks on roads or foot-slogging are out-gunned on the non-linear battlefield (NLB) where millions of Russian-made Rocket (More) U.S. infantry forces when not getting blown up by land mines in wheeled trucks on roads or foot-slogging are out-gunned on the non-linear battlefield (NLB) where millions of Russian-made Rocket Propelled Grenades (RPGs) proliferate http://www.combatreform.com/actualRPGbackandfrontblast.jpg ...because they are minimalist in their approach to save weight and cost. The RPG's firing motor/booster charge is in a narrow launcher stem and the warhead itself sticks out on the end and isn't covered by a heavy metal tube, saving weight--idea copied from the German Panzerfaust of WW2. American infantry obsessed with kinetic energy bullet gunslinging ignores having high explosives weapon shock action at the squad-level making excuses that disposable M136 "AT4" (84mm) single-shot rockets that are 14-pounds and 30 inches long throwaway fiberglass tubes--with no firing grips and sights that have to be popped open, operated ad hoc without dedicated gunners is going to somehow counter the enemy's dozens of dedicated gunners with RPGs that they can run into and out of firing position with firing grips and sights ready http://www.combatreform.com/ttprpg.htm Anyone who has read the book or watched the movie, "Blackhawk Down!" knows that our disposible rocket mentality doesn't cut it against the ready-to-fire RPG that is operated in large numbers by our enemies. U.S. Army Rangers shoot a family of 84mm rocket types in the excellent (Brits almost sank an Argentine warship in the Falklands war with one) but heavy Carl Gustav RR re-usable launcher with ready-to-fire firing grips using a dedicated gunner (M3 RAAWS) http://www.combatreform.com/carlgustav.htm and USMC has dedicated SMAW gunners that shoot 83mm rockets which has a disposible single-shot version for any Soldier to fire called SMAW-D which at least compacts its launcher tube like the 5-pound M72 LAAW introduced in Vietnam that is weak in blast effects. Since our Western military rocket launchers cover the entire rocket, their overall weight is heavier and cost more than the minimalist RPG. What we need to do wake-up to the facts that high explosives weaponry dominates the NLB and to stop fantasizing about the simpler war gunslinging past http://www.combatreform.com/highexplosives.htm and to fully light mechanize our infantry with high-technology M113 Gavins so we no longer fight the enemy M16 vs. AK47 (AKM) + RPG http://www.combatreform.com/itmaneuversabattalion.htm http://www.combatreform.com/popguns.htm http://www.combatreform.com/lighttanks.htm Next, we should supply EVERY Soldier with hand grenades that can also be shot from his folding stock, gas-piston, 7.62mm or 5.56mm modular (can shoot enemy's captured AKM ammo by switching out upper receiver, bolt and magazine well adapter) M16A5 assault rifle/carbine to enable us to blast dominate the close-range fight http://www.combatreform.com/riflehandgrenades.htm is create an "AmeriKanski" RPG launcher that is more accurate than the enemy ones so we can capture their rockets/boosters and use their own ammo against them. AmeriKanski RPG gunners should be organic to EACH rifle squad and qualify each year on them. Captured AKMs, RPKs, RPG launchers etc. should be attached to the outside of designated "Vulture" M113 Gavins to fire enemy ammo as its captured by the Vulture dismount squad to fire en masse remotely by the crew inside to bolster our firepower as we go, feeding off the enemy's mass-produced logistical supplies. http://www.geocities.com/transformationunderfire/thunderrun.htm (Less)
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4, 03:16, 2008-04-22 09:19:54 Description: LYRICS: TALKING SAILOR (aka TALKING MERCHANT MARINE) by WOODY GUTHRIE (1944) In bed with my woman, just singin' the blues, Heard the radio tellin' the news: That the big Red Army took a (More) LYRICS: TALKING SAILOR (aka TALKING MERCHANT MARINE) by WOODY GUTHRIE (1944) In bed with my woman, just singin' the blues, Heard the radio tellin' the news: That the big Red Army took a hundred towns, And Allies droppin' them two-ton bombs. Started hollerin', yellin', dancin' up and down like a bullfrog! Doorbell rung and in come a man, I signed my name, I got a telegram. Said, "If you wanna take a vacation trip, Got a dish-washin' job on a Liberty ship." Woman a-cryin', me a-flyin', out the door and down the line! 'Bout two minutes I run ten blocks, I come to my ship, down at the dock; Walked up the plank, and I signed my name, Blowed that whistle, was gone again! Right on out and down the stream, ships as fur as my eye could see, woman a-waitin'. Ship loaded down with TNT All out across the rollin' sea; Stood on the deck, watched the fishes swim, I'se a-prayin' them fish wasn't made out of tin. Sharks, porpoises, jellybeans, rainbow trouts, mudcats, jugars, all over that water. This convoy's the biggest I ever did see, Stretches all the way out across the sea; And the ships blow the whistles and a-rang her bells, Gonna blow them fascists all to hell! Win some freedom, liberty, stuff like that. Walked to the tail, stood on the stern, Lookin' at the big brass screw blade turn; Listened to the sound of the engine pound, Gained sixteen feet every time it went around. Gettin' closer and closer, look out, you fascists. I'm just one of the merchant crew, I belong to the union called the N. M. U. I'm a union man from head to toe, I'm U. S. A. and C. I. O. Fightin' out here on the waters to win some freedom on the land. Rainbow Quest with Pete Seeger (Episode 6) (Less)
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10, 04:11, 2008-04-22 09:49:17 Description: I will try to upload all Eazy-E songs(and maby other artists) With Lyrics! soo look at my channel for more videos! [Verse One:] It's that man comin up from that land of tha C-P-T (More) I will try to upload all Eazy-E songs(and maby other artists) With Lyrics! soo look at my channel for more videos! [Verse One:] It's that man comin up from that land of tha C-P-T ("What's my motherfuckin name?" - Snoop) Eazy-E Comin thru with a big lick for '94 Showin alla y'all them true-ass gangsta flows So bow-wow bow-wow the big dog's in town And them guts is the only thing a nigga pound Laid back as I blow a fat sack Hittin switches for them bitches, hittin corners in a Cadillac So take a ride on tha ruthless side With the E to the A-Z-Y That nigga makin more off yo hits than you do You fools, need to recognize this crew when I roll through Tryin to speak up on tha OG, nigga you don't know me Break em off these nuts lil wanna-be Cause I peel caps if need be And ain't nothin you gonna bring don't see me Just tah let U know... [Chorus: repeat 2X] One more time for the rhyme again Comin from the C-O-M-P-T-O-N Just tah let U know Just tah let U know [Verse Two:] It's the E comin up from the gank So nigga let me ride all the way to the bank Coz ain't nuthin on my mind but the gips Gotta have a grip, run a nigga dip Back to the pass on the Compton streetz Where the niggaz get beat when us gangstas meet And fools gettin mad coz they can't ride like I ride Front n back, dippin side to side And it's been like that since I was a BG "It's the E," that's what they scream when they see me Mama said every day is like this Fools screamin that I put em in a twist Thought you had it bad, isn't really all good If the homies only knew in the hood That you was gettin done like a two dollar hoe It's just a lil something from the E tah let U know... [Chorus] [Verse Three:] It's still the C-P-T, nuthin more, nuthin less On a quest to put that bomb in my chest Coz them busta-ass niggaz can't see what I'm sayin They think the E be playin (What ?) But I ain't givin up nuthin but this glock in yo mouth So recognize that and get yo punk ass knocked out So if you wanna ride nigga jump on in Sip a cup o' gin. Ain't no friends when it come to ends So no hard feelings when you niggaz be dealin With the original Compton criminal Coz the only thing poppin is a snaps And ain't no fun when a nigga be tap perhaps But a nigga like the E ain't trippin though I'm just here tah let U niggaz know... [CHORUS] [Insert:] You have your own freedom of choice So you do what the fuck you feel like doin Take it from me, that streetwise motherfucker named Eazy E [ www.azlyrics.com ] (Less)
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