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Member Since: 2/21/2006
Total Mixes: 6
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CD | Theme - Depression
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Sundown All Around

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Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young  Prison Song  buy on itunes
Joe Gibbs  Behind Iron Bars  buy on itunes
The Impressions  This is My Country   buy on itunes
Kim Carnes  Mistaken Identity   buy on itunes
Mickey Hart & the Hartbeats  Prisoner Blues  buy on itunes
George Strait  I Found Jesus on the Jailhouse Floor   buy on itunes
Men at Work  It's a Mistake   buy on itunes
Def Leppard  Photograph   buy on itunes
The Go-Gos  It's Everything But Partytime  buy on itunes
Queen  I Want to Break Free   buy on itunes
The Kentucky Colonels  The Prisoner Song  buy on itunes
LeAnn Rimes  God Bless America   buy on itunes
The Jacksons  Torture   buy on itunes
Golden Earring  Prisoner of the Night   buy on itunes
The Jacksons  State of Shock   buy on itunes
Snuff  Prisoner Abroad  buy on itunes
Kim Carnes  Crazy in the Night (Barking at Airplanes)   buy on itunes
The Notwist  Torture Day  buy on itunes
Rev. F.W. McGee  From the Jailhouse to the Throne   buy on itunes
The Go-Gos  Vacation  buy on itunes

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Things did not go at all as planned, although leaving Mustafa had been a cinch; after declaring a sudden craving for pastrami on rye, Judy slipped out of the house a free woman. She figured she would surrender herself to the valiant American soldiers she had often spotted around town, who would then transport her back to the USA, safe and sound. Filled with giddy excitement over the unparalleled success of her escape plan thus far, Judy unwisely let out a gleeful shriek when she spotted an American battalion in the street near a popular cafT. She laughed wildly as she ran toward them, playfully waving her arms and growling, "American boys! I'm-a-gonna' getcha! I'm-a-gonna' getcha!" Having been carefully trained for this sort of thing, the soldiers sprayed Judy with a round of gunfire that sent her reeling in the street, where she collapsed mere inches away from their shiny black boots. When Judy awoke, she found herself in Abu Ghraib Prison, sharing a small concrete cell with eight other Iraqi women. Her robe and turban had been removed and, aside from the dirty bandages that protected her wounds, she had only a pair of rumpled gray sweatpants and a pink tube top to cover herself. Judy and her cellmates were given little food, no blankets and only two decks of cards. They were allowed outside their cell only when their captors led them to the weight room, where they would amuse themselves by taking scandalous photographs of the women in compromising positions. On several occasions, the prisoners' heads were covered with thick black hoods before they were forced to attempt the pinning of a tail on a cardboard donkey. As the guards' abuses became more frequent and depraved, Judy fell into a state of shock and awe, dismayed that her fellow Americans would treat others with such contempt and disregard. She screamed out that she was an American citizen - that what they were doing was wrong in the eyes of God and Country - but her fervent pleas for compassion fell on deaf ears. She did not give up. Day after day her voice rang through the empty prison halls as she listed the names of the 29 state capitols and 15 US presidents she was able to recall; she quoted her favorite lines from Gone With the Wind in a convincing Southern accent; she recited The Pledge of Allegiance in both English and Japanese - but it was all in vain. Her cold-hearted countrymen merely surmised that she was an exceptionally clever Iraqi terrorist. Only when Abu Ghraib received a visit from Inspector General Troy D. Linford did Judy's luck finally begin to change. Upon entering the prison boiler room, a most heavenly sound caressed the handsome general's tired ears; it was a chorus of feminine voices! He stopped short and listened intently. He could barely make it out, but it seemed that the melody drifting toward him through the dank and dreary corridors was none other than Circle in the Sand, one of his favorites! After a swift investigation, he learned that it was prisoner Judy Thomas who had taught her Iraqi cellmates this and several other American pop standards. He listened, appalled, as Judy relayed her tales of humiliation and torture. The two ended up gabbing for hours and were thrilled to discover a mutual fondness for British sitcoms, Chicken McNuggets and the first two albums by the Go-Gos. General Linford ordered Judy's immediate release, promising to make everything up to her by leaking the horrors of Abu Ghraib to the international press, after which he would send her back to the states an American hero. After several quick phone calls, he even secured her place as Grand Marshal of the Rose Parade, which was only two weeks away. After being thrust onto a FedEx cargo plane headed non-stop to Los Angeles, Judy was finally able to let out a huge sigh of relief. The tears that flowed from her eyes carried with them all the agony, fear and pain she had been keeping so deep inside. At last she was going home.
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Feedback:

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Luke79
Date: 4/19/2006
Better than Margaret Mitchell - am perched on the edge of my seat, awaiting the next episode!
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Mike Eternity
Date: 4/19/2006
I like your taste in '80s music (even though I shouldn't)
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Little Spencer Boys
Date: 4/19/2006
I am not yet sure if I like the mix or the narration more, but I watch for both with pleasure... and the cover is not too shabby either...
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tornadoZ
Date: 4/19/2006
good lord. I love the GoGos. and that Def Leppard song is a guilty pleasure.

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