It took you two weeks To go off and date her Guess you didn't cheat But you're still, you're still a traitor Yeah, you're still a traitor

Through all the living Regions dost thou move, And scatter'st, where thou goest, the kindly Seeds of Love: Since then the race of every living thing, Obeys thy pow'r; since nothing new can spring Without thy Warmth, without thy Influence bear, Or beautiful or lovesome can appear, Be thou my Aid: my tuneful Song inspire, And kindle with thy own productive Fire;

I don't want them Special Forces guys left out there when some dickhead is afraid to go get them.

The high court renewed its decision to throw out evidence in a 1992 Montgomery County traffic stop-and-search case that uncovered a small amount of marijuana and a methamphetamine pill.