A mod is a festival of Scottish Gaelic song, arts and culture. Historically, the Gaelic word mòd (Scottish Gaelic: [mɔːt̪]) refers to any kind of assembly. There are both local mods, and an annual national mod, the Royal National Mòd. Mods are run under the auspices of An Comunn Gàidhealach. The term comes from a Gaelic word for a parliament or congress in common use during the Lordship of the Isles.
A Mod largely takes the form of formal competitions. Choral events (in Gaelic, both solo and choirs), and traditional music including fiddle, bagpipe and folk groups dominate. Spoken word events include children and adult's poetry reading, storytelling and Bible reading, and categories such as Ancient Folk Tale or Humorous Monologue. Children can also present an original drama, and there are competitions in written literature.
Unlike the National Mòd, local mods usually only last a day or two. They attract a much smaller crowd and the only notable social event is the winners' ceilidh. As there are fewer competitions than in the National, this ceilidh is often more like a traditional ceilidh with dancing and guest singers between the winners' performances.
M3 (M Három) is a Hungarian television channel owned and operated by Magyar Televízió and MTVA. It was Hungary's first 3D television channel, operating between 25 June and 13 August 2012, the end of the 2012 Summer Olympics. It relaunched at 20 December 2013, becomes retro channel and called M3.
A new, unrelated TV channel called M3 started broadcasting on December 20, 2013. Over the daytime it broadcasts archive programming and during the night it broadcasts MTI reports. The channel also simulcast Híradó (06:00, 11:00 & 17:00 edition) on M1. However, it is available only on pay-TV, but free-to-air.
The M240, officially Machine Gun, 7.62mm, M240, is the US military designation for the FN MAG (Mitrailleuse d'Appui Général, meaning general-purpose machine gun), a family of belt-fed, gas-operated medium machine guns firing the 7.62×51mm NATO cartridge.
The M240 has been used by the United States Armed Forces since the late-1970s. It is used extensively by infantry, most often rifle companies as well as ground vehicles, watercraft and aircraft. Despite being heavier than comparable weapons, it is highly regarded for reliability and its standardization among NATO members is a major advantage.
All variants are fed from disintegrating belts, and are capable of firing most types of 7.62 mm (.308) NATO ammunition. M240 variants can use non-disintegrating belts (following replacement of a few easily swappable parts). There are significant differences in weight and some features among some versions which restrict interchangeability of parts. The M240s used by the US military are currently manufactured by FN Manufacturing, a US-based branch of FN Herstal.
Tell me is the title of an advertisement calling for universal suffrage in Hong Kong. It ran once as a full page ad on the front page of most Hong Kong newspapers on 28 October 2005, and inspired many other people and groups in Hong Kong to run advertisements supporting democracy, in response to the government's reform proposal which ruled out universal suffrage in 2007 and 2008 elections.
It was written in white text on a dark background. It also included a picture of an hourglass. About HK$200,000 ($25,600) was spent in placing the ads. In 2007, two more ads were placed costing about HK$100,000. The old man quoted in the ad worked in the property industry and is now retired. Legislator James To assisted him in designing and placing the advertisements.
"Tell Me!" was the Icelandic entry in the Eurovision Song Contest 2000, performed in English by August & Telma. An Icelandic version was recorded but not released.
The song is an up-tempo duet, with the singers confessing their love for one another and planning to leave where they are in order to "be together all the time". The title comes from the chorus, where both singers ask each other to "tell me" how much they love each other.
It was performed twelfth on the night, following Cyprus' Voice with "Nomiza" and preceding Spain's Serafín Zubiri with "Colgado de un sueño". At the close of voting, it had received 45 points, placing 12th in a field of 24.
The song was succeeded as Icelandic representative at the 2001 contest by Two Tricky with "Angel".
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Marko Albrecht (born 23 June 1970), known by his stage name Mark 'Oh, is a German disc jockey and electronic producer.
Starting out with a rock band titled "Line Up", Mark decided to turn to the ever-growing rave scene under the name "Mark'Oh".
Entering the scene as a DJ initially, Mark moved on to producing music - scoring chart success across Europe in 1993 with Randy (Never Stop That Feeling). The following year, hit single Love Song was to follow before scoring his first number one single in his native Germany and Sweden with Tears Don't Lie (inspired by the German 1974 hit Tränen lügen nicht performed by Michael Holm, which was itself based on the Italian hit Soleado, released in the same year).
Though this was his sole number one hit in Europe, nearly two decades on, Mark is still releasing singles and producing albums. Mark still achieves some level of success in his native Germany.
Yo, uh Silkk, we gonna dedicate this one to all the hoes out there
I aint calling every woman a hoe, but, uh, if the shoe fits wear it
Cause uh
Tell me what you think after you talk to one of these stupid hoes
Tell me how you feel after you fuck one of these stupid hoes
Uhhhhhhhh!
Do you feel the same, some hoes want your change
Hoes been chasing niggas, rolling on thier thangs
They look for dope dealers, ballers and hustlers
See real bitches hate busters
Some bitches'll let you fuck em till they bleed
Uh, but rats like cheese
You see, pussy stretch em out
You go raw, and hoes make childs
And then the game, it aint no thing
But it's a shame cause a hoe in it for one thing
They after big timers with big papers, Biz Markie make vapors
But see these hoes will hate you if they know that they can't break you
Some of these hoes need to shut thier fucking mouth
Wishing for a new car and don't have a house
Don't play no games trick, keep my name about your mouth
You say you hate me, but at the show you damn near passed out
Wanting me to pay your rent but not your relatives
You mad at me, your baby daddy don't claim your kids
You wanna baller to fall for you
But after a nigga fuck you, he don't even call you
Dollar signs in your eyes hoe
Claiming you a virgin, but on tape you fuckin big Mo
You rippin round town, you say you fucked a TRU nigga
I ask P and Silkk, they say they couldn't remember
You or your name, you stupid hoe
So get your kids, get your drawers, and hit the door
Hoe, I aint got time for these bitches
Stupid biatch
Uhhhhhh
Now would I see if I fucked these hoes man cause P calls them a trip
Lookin at me like a big old dollar sign figure them hoes can get rich
Now everybody worrying and shit, looking all stupid and shit
Niggas be acting soft
When I met her she was cool as fuck
all of a sudden everybody got a fucking problem
Now, why you worrying about what kind of car that I got
Conversating with those tricks, you talking shit,
been looking at my rings and my watch
Now after you hit it, look this trick, who you giving the cold shoulder
And after you get your nut, then you be like mad as fuck
Look at her be like man, it's more over
So you be sad when she there, and you be glad when she left
And you be mad when she around so you pack your bags and stuff
These hoes like a diamond
and be wearing things for free, but I'm a put them in they place
Man them hoes be cool at first,
then turn fucking crazy like a guest on Ricky Lake
I'll play the game for what it's worth nigga, lil G done keeping composure
I'm a soldier, when I go on a date I'm a bring guns, fuck bring roses
These hoes a trip
Ha ha, yeah
What these hoes don't realize
They don't realize that uh,
if we was to give a bitch something, even if it was a few G's
It really ain't nothing
It aint nothing but pocket change to us nigga
Can't break the bank baby
And uh, treat these hoes like fiends
Give them just enough, so they'll come back
Bitch, I don't need you, you need me