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"Well," Started Murdock "this may sound crazy but,"
"Oh here comes some screwed up plan that won't help us at all and will probably get one of us almost killed." raved Hannibal.
"Why do you think I'm called H.M?" Murdock reclined against the side of the abandoned plane. You could say that the plane was their "thinking place". That's where they all went to plan or think (hence the name).
"Howling Mad." they all recited in unison.
"Anyways, as I was saying, Face, I'm going to need to talk to you about some trucks and stuff." Murdock gave him a maniacal smile.
"Damn." Face rolled his eyes. "Sometimes I hate being the supply guy. Just because I have to converse with Murdock."
"What's that suppose to mean?!" Murdock exclaimed.
"Come now Murdock." Hannibal quieted him down. "Don't become a Murdick."
Baracus stifled a rare smile. Maniacal was a good word to describe Murdock. He had this certain look about him. His hair, for starters, was a dirtyish gray and was unkempt. His hair fell over his
For any Beatlegirl"What rhymes with towel?" You say with your head busily over the paper. John takes a quirked look at you and gives a little laugh.For any Beatlegirl3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"What kind of song talks about towels?" Ringo teased.
"A song about rain and lovers." You sharply reply.
"Ah yes!" George swings into the doorway. "Love! Rain!.......Towels..." He goes back to washing dishes. You give a little friendly glare and tap your head with the pencil.
"I just can't think of a good song!" You say. John rolls his eyes and sighs. He gets up and leans over you.
"Now lets see. We'll get wet and not care. Not wanting a towel...." He mumbles your song. "Just ditch the line."
You stare at him.
"Your right." you scratch out the line. "Dammit John! I can't think with you leering over me like that!" You lean back in the chair. John leans closer to your face.
"Give me a kiss." He smirks. You laugh and get up.
"What am I going to do?" You slam down the tablet.
"Uh-Oh." Paul walked in and slipped the paper onto the table. "Sounds like someones ha
McCartney critiques Beiber"Okay Mr.McCartney. Please sit down here while we get the camera ready." The crew sat Paul down. "Okay. Ready on set?!" An echo of okays came from the crew. "Okay. Role in 321 Action!"McCartney critiques Beiber3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
Reporter: "Good Evening. Today we have world famous music artist Paul McCartney with us. Mr. McCartney is going to review a Justin Beiber song. The Beiber song he is looking at is "One Time". We will give Mr.McCartney the lyrics while playing the song one verse at a time. The music started and the camera focused on Paul.
Beiber: "me+you I'ma tell you One time X2537483. When I met you girl my heart went knock knock. Now them butterfly's in my stomach won't stop stop. Even though it's a struggle life is all we got got. Keep climbing to the mountin top. Your world my world. MY fight is your fight. my breath is your breath. Cause your my one love my one heart my one life for sure. One time one time one time one time"
"Stop tape!" Paul called out.
Reporter: "Okay Mr.McCartney. What do you think?"
The Beatles story 1Thunder boomed through a little town south of New York called strawberry feilds. John Lennon and Paul McCartney sat in their house they were renting with two other lads called Ringo Starr and George Harrison listening to the radio.The Beatles story 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Yep folks, This is a pretty bad storm heading our way. Right now we are experincing the front of this tornatic storm. The national weather service has put out a tornado warning for all of the surronding counties......" the announcer went on to name alot of the countys arond there and of course themselves.
John Lennon spoke with a concerned voice.
"Were do ye think the boys are Paul?" Paul ansewered with a calm face.
"Probally inside a coffee shop somwhere waiting out the storm." Just at that time the tornado sirens went off and the boys scrambeled to their feet to grab stuff to take to the basment. Paul Grabbed the radio and they got some blankets and flash lights. Then the boys went and sat on the stairs of the basment. They sat there listening
Bealtes story Chapter 4George was pacing the floor in front of the rest of the gang.Bealtes story Chapter 44 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"Come on george tell us whats up."ringo Spouted.George stoped and turned twards them.
"I have some good news," George made a quick glance at maria. They all looked at her. she just smiled. "Maria and I are getting married." Zoe and Lyn got the huggest smile on there faces.
"Congrats George!"John said.they all discussed the wedding and other things for about 2 hours. Then the boys played for the girls for about a hour.by then The sun had gone down and it was time to go.
"Time to go home girls." Paul stated.
"I Don't Wanna"Lyn laughed nuzzling paul.
"Don't worry we'll see ya tommorow." George grabbed Maria's hand.
"You expect us lonley girls to walk home by ourselves?" Zoe asked
"Of course not" Ringo said kissing her. They walked the ladies home and kissed them goodnight.
"Goodnight Maria" Geroge wispered.
"Oh,Mushy mushy" Ringo said.
"Shut up Starkey you know you did it too." John pushed him.
"I can take you any day of the we
Beatle GirlsIt's 2011, the world sucks and music is not like it was.Beatle Girls3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Beatle girls are restless, always moving in their seats. On the inside, they swirl with emotion.
They want a revolution.
Beatle girls buzz with the optimism of Paul McCartney, they flounce with the long-legged elegance of George Harrison, they enchant with the easy wit of John Lennon, they burst with the open happiness of one Richard Starkey.
They dance in their rooms, hoping that if they spin fast enough, maybe Harrison's Krishna will sweep them up and back into the past to dance with teddy boys at the begginings of rock n' roll.
They don't care if it rains, because rain is just a state of mind. It rains in England, you know, all the time, and that's where they're from
The Cavern is their temple, Liverpool their mecca, Anthology their bible; where they worship trippy guitar lines and love songs and four boys with long hair who rocked the entire world to its core.
Girls who listen to The Beatles fly like blackbirds, follo
Lennon LegendLennon Legend3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
There are two kinds of guys.
The guys who yell and the guys who are quiet.
The guys who slack off and the guys who push to the limit.
The guys who cry when you lose someone and the guys who don't.
I speak of the guys who lose a band mate and don't cry. It's odd to think that when someone dies that his closest friend wouldn't cry. But it's all in how that person takes the news.
This is the story from Astrid's point of view. Astrid was a simple girl. Very pretty and natural. She had an adorable pixie haircut and a camera always in her hand. Most of the early Bealte pictures she took. Stu and her had fallen in love. They were a beautiful couple. But all things have to come to the end.
The Beatles had been touring. Stu stayed here in Hamburg, with me and really he wasn't apart of the band any more. I was at the airport waiting to see them. I paced up and down as I saw their plane land. I racked my brain to try and figure out what to say. How do I tell them? In betwee
Beatles story chap-10"Come on. Ye don't have all day!" Ringo laughed as he pulled Zoe close behind him.Beatles story chap-104 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"Were are you taking me?" She giggled. They ran into the guys music room and he sat her down at the drums. He ran over to the desk and grabbed his drum sticks. Then he pulled up a chair right behind her. Putting her intbetween his legs.
"Ok now follow my lead." He grabbed her arms and led her to a soft beat. Finally they finished.
"Perfect." Ringo wispered."You have the perfect beat to ma heart."he got up and faced her.
"Well lets see if I can kickstart you heart." She softley crushed her lips aginst his.
"That was a cheap line!" A voice came from the door. Paul walked in with the rest of the guys behind them. They picked up their instruments.
"Lets see what the lass can do!" John said. "1,2,3," Zoe started off with a perfect beat then went into a steady one. In no time they finished the song.
"That was great!" Paul said.
"We have to put it on the album!" George said.
"Album?" Zoe muttered."What album?"
Me and CleverbotUser: John Lennon.Me and Cleverbot4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Cleverbot: What about him?
User: What's his middle name?
Cleverbot: I don't know.
User: What's John Lennon's wife's name?
Cleverbot: Being a member in the beatles.
User: No, his wife's name.
Cleverbot: My name is Cleverbot.
User: No. John Lennon is married to.
Cleverbot: I am John Lennon.
User: John Lennon is married to...
Cleverbot: Yes, he is.
User: TO WHOM?!
Cleverbot: To you?
User: Oh....why.... *blushes*.
Cleverbot: Why are you blushing?
User: I'm married to John Lennon!
Cleverbot: His name?
User: John Winston Lennon.
Cleverbot: Who are they?
User: He is one of the Beatles.
Cleverbot: Who is Paul McCartney?
User: A former Beatle, and a former member of Wings.
Cleverbot: Ah. Is he special to you?
User: Yes, oh yes he is. I love Paul McCartney.
Cleverbot: I like happiness is a warm gun.
User: Dont you know that happiness...
Cleverbot: I am one of the Beatles?
User: Which Beatle?
Cleverbot: This beatle.
User: That Beatle is?
Cleverbot: I know I love them!
The Beatles Story-Chapter 2"We need to get ye girls home so you can get some dry clothes on." George said. They all helped the girls up.The Beatles Story-Chapter 24 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
"Before we leave I'm gonna get a smoke.I'll be right back"Paul said. The rest of them got together the blankets and put them in the right places. Paul walked out of the house and walked down the street where he saw john leaning against the brick building smoking too.
"What's wrong John?"
"Nothing" He snapped.
"Do you feel bad because you don't have a girl?" John didn't say anything but growled under his breath. The rest of the gang finally came out the door.
"Come on lads!" Ringo yelled.
"Come on john. It would be worse on your own."
They went to were the girls lived and waited outside. They waited there for about a couple minutes. Then Maria came out.
"Hey guys I want you to meet our sister."
"Our sister?" Paul said
"Yeah,We are all sisters."
"Wow" Ringo said. They went inside and there was another girl standing in blue jeans and a black t-shirt. She had her
Dear Sir James Paul McCartneyDear Sir James Paul McCartney (or Paul, if you'd rather),Dear Sir James Paul McCartney4 years ago in Letters More Like This
I'm going to make this nice and short, because you are a busy man, and I doubt that you have the time to read through every single fan letter you receive.
I'm not writing this to demand you to sign the sack full of merchandise that accompanies this letter, because there is none. I'm not here to hassle you about the 'Paul is Dead' rumours, because I don't believe in them. I'm not writing this to tell you that I have a locket of your hair that my mother ripped out when she was my age, because I don't. I'm writing this to tell you that no matter what, I will always love you.
Now, I bet you're thinking, "Who is this freaky bird?" well, I'm just a not-so-average teenage girl, who just happens to absolutely love you and your work; Beatles, Wings, solo, all of it.
I understand that you have lost many people in your life; your parents, John, Linda, George and possibly more, but just remember that there will always be someone out there w
10 things I love...210 things I love...24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
1-The way he says his 'g's.Have you ever noticed?When says 'waiting' is like 'waiting-uh' it's adorable!!!X3
3-His air of mistery....ehehe
4-His hair.It's so shaggy and seemed so soft.
5-His hands.I don't know why,but his hands are amazing!!D:
6-His mustache/goatee in the late years.X3
7-His son.Because they are identical!!!OH MY GOD!!!
8-His shy grin.AWWWWWWWWWWWW..>W
Emily LennonEmily Lennon3 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
It was a Saturday night and Emily, was of course, sitting in front of the TV. Her favorite program was on, Saturday Night Live. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized it was another lonely night, without John. The lads had been on tour. She missed her silly mop topped man. She grabbed a pillow and held it to her chest. It seems as though the usually hilarious show wasn't working at all. Tears started to roll and she wondered how many more nights John was going to be away. The tour was supposed to be over two weeks ago. But you know, weather, fans, things just happen.
The next thing Emily knew was that it was 3:00 in the morning, and she had fallen asleep on the couch. She got up and turned off the TV and headed into her bedroom, crawling into bed. Despite her recent sleepiness, She just couldn't fall asleep. She thought about John calling her Em. He always called her Em. Then she thought of his laugh. She just couldn't sleep. Emily gave up. She crawled out of bed and went into the
remembranceThe little droplets of water slid down my cheek. John? Dead? Impossible! It's the Beatles! Beatles don't die! I distinctly remember John yelling as he ran down Abbey road, "I'm fooking invincible!" He was also drunk at the time... Time. He has no more time.remembrance2 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
But that all seemed to unrealistic now. John was the first of the boys to go and with such a gruesome way. John.
I quickly wiped away the tears in remembrance that Paul was watching the newscast too.
"P..." My lips pursed to say his name. They could barley spit out his name. I had to be strong, for him. "P...Paul." My voice surprisingly squeaked as it came out. I looked over at him. He just stared at the flickering images before him.
"...." His mouth was open, trying to say something, anything. But it seemed as though memories were invading and holding his words back. "...." He closed his eyes and finally said,