suggs wrote:Its weird how the Yanks don't get embarrassed over 4th July, Happy "Thank God the French won the war for us, how humiliating we could only beat a tiny island nation with the help of the world superpower, oops thanks Froggie".
Firstly, none of us were there. So, what do you care? Secondly, I think you are forget the 300 years of ass woopings that followed. Including the English during the war of 1812. Or the Spanish-American war where we kicked a world powers ass right out of our hemisphere(the English certainly weren't coming back, and the French learned pretty quick too, thanks to Napoleon)....And I think there were a couple of world wars that weren't looking so great for the English..... At this point you're nation is practically a protectorate of ours. Might as well call your country "Big Puerto Rico."
This is a pretty pointless discussion fellas. Stop trying to de-rail the thread and piss Americans off. It's just bad form.
America Rules!!!! And the fourth is the best holiday ever!
In 1814 we took a little trip
Along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans
And we caught the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.
[Chorus:]
We fired our guns and the British kept a'comin.
There wasn't nigh as many as there was a while ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin' on
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
We looked down the river and we see'd the British come.
And there must have been a hundred of'em beatin' on the drum.
They stepped so high and they made the bugles ring.
We stood by our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.
[Chorus]
Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in the eye
We held our fire 'til we see'd their faces well.
Then we opened up with squirrel guns and really gave 'em ... well
[Chorus]
Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.**
We fired our cannon 'til the barrel melted down.
So we grabbed an alligator and we fought another round.
We filled his head with cannon balls, and powdered his behind
And when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind.
[Chorus]
Yeah, they ran through the briars and they ran through the brambles
And they ran through the bushes where a rabbit couldn't go.
They ran so fast that the hounds couldn't catch 'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.**