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Most of this clip is pretty grim--about the atomic bomb dropped on Hiroshima. Includes a visit to the museum. But there is some nice music at the end.

No it's not the rubber shark or the big tall guy in 80s Bond movies but some fat redneck with some false teeth!

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I say what what in the butt !

T.I. Featuring Rihanna - Livin’ Your Life Lyric (Rihanna): You’re gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy car-ars. And then you’ll see, you’re gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, who you are-are. So live your life, ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. You got no time for no inters. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. No telling where it’ll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. Cause I’m a paper chaser. Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) (T.I.): Nevermind what haters say, ignore them ’til they fade away. Amazing they ungreat for after all the games I gave away. Safe to say I paved the way, for you can’t get paid today. You still be wasting days away, nah had I never saved the day. Consider them my protégé, how much I think they should pay. Instead of being gracious, they violated and made you wait. I never been a hater still I love them, yeah I graze the way. Some say they so yay and no they couldn’t even work on Labor day. It aint that they black or white, their hands of area in shades of grey. I’m West side anyway, even if I left the day it fades away. Some move away to make a way not move away cause they afraid. I’ll go back to the hood and all you ever did was hate away. I pray for patience but they make me want to face away. Like I once made them scream, now I could make them plead their case away. Been thuggin’ all my life, can’t say I don’t deserve to take a break. If you ever see me catch a case, and watch my future fade away. (Rihanna): You’re gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy car-ars. And then you’ll see, you’re gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, who you are-are. So live your life, ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. You got no time for no inters. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. No telling where it’ll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. Cause I’m a paper chaser. Just living my life. (T.I.): I’m the opposite of moderate, immaculately polished with the spirit of a hustler and the swagger of a college kid. Allergic to the counterfeit, impartial to the politics. Articulate but still would grab a nigga by the collar quick. Whoever had problems, they reckonsile they just holla ’til. If that don’t work and just fails, then turn around and follow ’til. I got love for the game but ay I’m not in love with all of it. I do without the fame and the rappers nowadays are comedy. The hootin’ and the hollerin’, back and forth with the argueing. Where you from, who you know, what you make and what kind of car you in. Seems as though you lost sight of whats important with the positive. And checks until your bank account, and you’re about poverted. Your values is a disarrayed, prioritized are horribly. Unhappy with the riches cause you pis-pone morraly. Ignoring all prior advice and fore warning. And we might be full of ourselves all of a sudden aren’t we? (Rihanna): You’re gonna be a shining star, and fancy cars, fancy car-ars. And then you’ll see, you’re gonna go far. Cause everyone knows, who you are-are. So live your life, ay ay ay. Instead of chasing that paper. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. You got no time for no inters. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. No telling where it’ll take you. Just live your life (Oh!), ay ay ay. Cause I’m a paper chaser. Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) Just living my life (ay), my life (oh), my life (ay), my life (oh) So live your life.

[Tshawe Baqwa] Oooooh Put your loving hand out, baby I'm beggin Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darling Ridin high, when I was king Played it hard and fast, cause I had everything Walked away, won me then But easy come and easy go And it would end [Yosef Wolde-Mariam] So I eight tama dj let me go Eight tama vj get me know Eight tama sekeey let me know But, I played that sj let me go I'm on my knees when I'm (beggin) Couse I don't want to lose (you) I got my heart on spett And I hope that my heart gets wet becouse I freak down a beck [Tshawe Baqwa] Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darling [Yosef Wolde-Mariam] I need you, (yeeah) to understand Tried so hard To be your man The kind of man you want in the end Only then can I begin to live again [Tshawe Baqwa] An empty shell I used to be Shadow of my life Was hangin over me A broken man Without a throne Wont even stand the devils dance To win my soul [Yosef Wolde-Mariam] I am a chocen why am a chaisen Boutam boutam, boutam plasment Why me got got shit on the brayslett Why then feel for that need a replacement Your the wrong way track from the good I wanna picka pickta having a good in jet Like a audience inn a dest-way should You can even the way have it to took the tampt anna Keep losing on keep dosinn on keep Boss befor not a call for sure Keep hoe Couse I don't wanna live whit the broken home girl a neck [Tshawe Baqwa] Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your loving hand out darling [Yosef Wolde-Mariam] I'm fighting hard To hold my own No, I just can't make it All alone I'm holdin on I can't fall back Now that big brass ring Is a shade of black [Tshawe Baqwa] Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out darling Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out darling Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out baby Beggin, beggin you Put your love in hand out darling

Imagine being castaway on a remote uninhabited island. Only this is not some tropical paradise, but a bleak island in the north Atlantic. In February. And the castaway is Tess, a woman so timid and ineffectual that she’ll need a miracle to survive. This exciting novel follows Tess’s desperate efforts, and those of Cal Fisher, the detective assigned to investigate her disappearance. It also follows Mike, the man who put Tess on the island, as he struggles to live with the demons of his past, and the horrors that they drive him to. Abandoned is available from all online bookshops

I didn't know Britain's wildlife had so much talent, not only can they forage for nuts and hibernate for winter and stuff, but they can play brass instruments and mime better than Britney !! Remarkable achievement, it really is !

A surprise at the door threatens to ruin Christmas, but a savior arrive. http://christmas.northerner.com

Kevin and Janice travel to Paris but Kevin's curiosity gets him on France's most wanted list.

Linda Alston hasn't thought of sweet, blue-eyed Bruce Harmon since they graduated from college five years earlier. But when she runs into him at a reunion and he raises her temperature. With a knowing heat beginning its slow burn in the pit of her stomach, the possibility of playing one final game with her the man who once set her on fire, Linda finds that perhaps the ties that bind them are stronger and hotter than she ever realized.

Ryan asks Bran if he's going trick-or-treating, but Bran has better things to do... Sorry that we're a few days late on this Halloween-themed episode, but we really had no other time to film it. Enjoy it belatedly. (Episode 15 - Season 2) http://www.ryanandbran.com Thanks to Red Alien for most of the music. Bit near the end is by Jake Kaufman (virt.vgmix.com). Door sound effects are by Corsica_S and ignotus.