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Topic:
singer brain tease - part 8
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Holly Palmer
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Who are you?? Continued
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We are the crazy firelight that dances in the distance. Always just beyond the next hill We are the mile markers that blur on the highway. When the radio can't blot out the silence. We are the punches thrown and punches received The tattered coat on a stick. Somewhere somewhere We are the voices real and imagined. A cacophony of vague recognitions that blend once again into night sounds We are the snap shots in left (in camera)  Welcome  Ola! Chica. |
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Oh no, my date is not feeling well.... he might cancel. And we can't reschedule until at least a week from Sunday! He is taking a nap and calling me back. Dangnabbit!!!   You're a little young for me, but I'll be the stand-in...er...lay-in...whatever. I'm nothing, if not accomidating. Selfless "OfTheLake" Guy |
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Well, I find the evolution is this:.... it is Ritalin or Concerta stolen/borrowed from friends overdiagnosed and flat out misdiagnosed with ADD... That starts around 10 or 11. And it moves to cocaine and that escalates to meth. College, in no way enters the arena. This kid I saw today, he was 25. He was a dealer, since '04. Feel old?  Oh Brave New World Reprised Who are the savages and who are the citizens? |
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Who are you?? Continued
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I want to be the Buddah. Oh no...not the young, plodding, anxious Siddartha but the old one. the the fat one. The one with the infectious, knowing, Chesher Cat Smile. Mona Lisa's male counterpart. You know the one.... I want my corpulent belly rubbed, while surveying my world from some lush green hillside through half closed, heavily hooded eyes. Thats right! Live the dream baby! I want to smell the incense, hear the prayers and adoration of the multitude.I want to be pilgramiged. Wait!?....I want to be Marlin Brando  It starts as one thing and evolves into something else. Oh! the whimsy! |
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Lilith
During college we amped up on coffee, sugar, dexidrine (over the counter speed). Just about anything we could get our hands on to keep us alert. To study. To party longer (socialize). To work longer. Burn the candle to a crisp. The energy drink has replaced some of that, but Crystal Meth is simply the evolution. |
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Congrats on your new path Fran
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Who are you?? Continued
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I want to be the Buddah.
Oh no...not the young, plodding, anxious Siddartha but the old one. the the fat one. The one with the infectious, knowing, Chesher Cat Smile. Mona Lisa's male counterpart. You know the one.... I want my corpulent belly rubbed, while surveying my world from some lush green hillside through half closed, heavily hooded eyes. Thats right! Live the dream baby! I want to smell the incense, hear the prayers and adoration of the multitude.I want to be pilgramiged. Wait!?....I want to be Marlin Brando |
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Who are you?? Continued
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We are the crazy firelight that dances in the distance. Always just beyond the next hill We are the mile markers that blur on the highway. When the radio can't blot out the silence. We are the punches thrown and punches received The tattered coat on a stick. Somewhere somewhere We are the voices real and imagined. A cacophony of vague recognitions that blend once again into night sounds We are the snap shots in left (in camera)  We are Yes What a wonderful add to the family and welcome to our home Thanks Kindly! |
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Topic:
Who are you?? Continued
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We are the crazy firelight that dances in the distance.
Always just beyond the next hill We are the mile markers that blur on the highway. When the radio can't blot out the silence. We are the punches thrown and punches received The tattered coat on a stick. Somewhere somewhere We are the voices real and imagined. A cacophony of vague recognitions that blend once again into night sounds We are the snap shots in left (in camera) |
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Topic:
Movies that make you CRY...
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the end of Gladiator when he sees his wife and son again. BLUBBERBLUBBER
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CRAP! I knew there was problem.
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Has all the ABBA Disc's(Including imports) and has seen Momma Mia 68 times.
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Edited by
OfTheLake
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Fri 11/14/08 08:09 AM
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Well...Yeah! Hehhehheh. He says sheepishly
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Topic:
Music game
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Albert Collins
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Just more direct action
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Just threw my coffee in my face
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Edited by
OfTheLake
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Fri 11/14/08 08:01 AM
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soft music, cheap beer and and expensive candles. Let the battering begin!
Sorry. too slow. |
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Tries to fillet those fish afterwards. I'm not eat'in at his house.
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Edited by
OfTheLake
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Fri 11/14/08 07:45 AM
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Thinks "good oral" means yelling at it. Hun. That will not get the response you want. lol
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