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| Topic: Dear diary......omg another diary!!! - part 92 | |
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Dear Diary ... is it deemed politically incorrect , when speaking to the president of the company , to ask him to bring back some booze across the border for you ??.... AND ??.. more importantly does it REALLY send out bad signals ???.. 
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HAHAHAHA this is a small computer company only about 2000 people in this building ...
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HAHAHAHA this is a small computer company only about 2000 people in this building ...  Can you get rid of the women and I work there????
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Dear Diary ... is it deemed politically incorrect , when speaking to the president of the company , to ask him to bring back some booze across the border for you ??.... AND ??.. more importantly does it REALLY send out bad signals ???.. My boss does booze runs for us, there are only guys that work in my buildings, and we'd pay you to feed us strawberries in lingerie. |
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HAHAHAHA this is a small computer company only about 2000 people in this building ... Can you get rid of the women and I work there???? Oh but I do .. repair company cars and SUV's and STUFF.. 
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Purple
 .... should we bring up the art show yet ?... are you still going in ?... and naming stuff I think ??. ..
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Dear Diary ... is it deemed politically incorrect , when speaking to the president of the company , to ask him to bring back some booze across the border for you ??.... AND ??.. more importantly does it REALLY send out bad signals ???.. My boss does booze runs for us, there are only guys that work in my buildings, and we'd pay you to feed us strawberries in lingerie.
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Im oxy soaking my whites now........HOW EXCITING!!! I SHOULD BE AT THE BEACH RIGHT NOW ITS SOOOOOOO HOT OUT!!!
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dear diary ??..... I think its time to take myself out for a beer after work.......check please ...
caio folks 
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beer????
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just HAD to go to the lake it is soooooooooo nice an sunny an hot today
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Dear Diary;
I HAVE TO WAIT TWO WEEKS FOR A NEW EPISODE OF DR. WHO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Waiting a week for a new episode is long enough 
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HOLY CRAPISTRO BATMAN I FOUND MY TIARA!!!
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oooooooooooooh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
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oooooooooooooh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! where's the matching halo? |
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haha I finally found it after 2 years.......now where the heck did I put my wedding dress???
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wake up purple!!!
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Dear diary.........Muriel has a potty mouth mind!!!
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and Im in the mood for some benny lava but not available.....but this is!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zjxC-VA54FY |
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A long long time ago, I can still remember
How that music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe, they'd be happy for a while But February made me shiver With ev'ry paper I'd deliver Bad news on the door step I couldn't take one more step I can't remember if I creid When I read about this widowed bride Something touched me deep inside The day the music died, so *Bye bye Miss American Pie Drove my chevy to the levy But the levy was dry Then good old boys Were drinkin' whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the book of love And do you have faith in god above If the bible tells you so Now do you believe in rock and roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me How to dance real slow Well I know that you're in love with him 'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym You both kicked off your shoes Then I digged those rhythm and blues I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck With a pink carnation and a pick up truck But I knew I was out of luck The day the music died, I started singing (Repeat *) Now for ten years we've been on our own And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone But that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh and while the king was looking down The jester stole his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned No vredict was returned And while Lenin read a book on Marx A quartet practised in the park And we sang digges in the dark The day the music died, we were singin' (Repeat *) Helter Skelter in a summer swelter The birds fiew off with a fallout shelter Eight miles high and fallin'fast Plant a flower on the grass The players tried for a forward pass With the jester on the sidelines in a cast Now the half-time air was sweet perfume While the sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance But we never got a chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching banmd refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died, we started singin' (Repeat *) And there we were all in one place A generation lost in space With no time left to start again So come on Jack be nimble Jack be quick, Jack flash sat on a candlestick 'Cause fire is the devil's only friend And as I watched him on the stage My hands were clenched in fists of rage No angel born in hell could break That Satan's spell And as the flames climbed high into the night To light the sacrificial rite I was satan laughing with delight The day the music died, he was singin', (Repeat *) I met a girl who sang the blues And I asked her for some happy news But she just smiled and turned away I went down to the sacred store Where I'd heard the music years before But the men there said The music wouldn't play But in the streets the children screamed The lovers cried and the poets dreamed But not a world was spoken The church bells all were broken And the three man I admire most The father son and holly ghost They caught the last train for the coast The day the music died And they were snigin' (Repeat *)
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