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| Topic: !*!*!*!*! <<< The New 4:20 Clubhouse>>> !*!*!*!*!*!* | |
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 IT'S 4:20 ON THE WEST COAST SPARK EM' UP AHHHHHHHH, now I feel human ere' This one's for Amber  I MISS YOU AMBER, COME BY AND SAY HIGH
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<<plops down a QP and some papers and a few wraps>> anyone wanna join?  sure thing, please   you don't have to twist my arm
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Wed 10/15/08 04:36 PM
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IT'S 4:20 ON THE WEST COAST SPARK EM' UP AHHHHHHHH, now I feel human ere' This one's for Amber I MISS YOU AMBER, COME BY AND SAY HIGH |
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IT'S 4:20 ON THE WEST COAST SPARK EM' UP AHHHHHHHH, now I feel human ere' This one's for Amber I MISS YOU AMBER, COME BY AND SAY HIGH 
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IT'S 4:20 ON THE WEST COAST SPARK EM' UP AHHHHHHHH, now I feel human ere' This one's for Amber I MISS YOU AMBER, COME BY AND SAY HIGH 
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IT'S 4:20 ON THE WEST COAST SPARK EM' UP AHHHHHHHH, now I feel human ere' This one's for Amber I MISS YOU AMBER, COME BY AND SAY HIGH
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I finally signed up for an archery competition not to far from here. I was supposed to shoot tonight, but I bruised my left arm at work today and I can't pull my bow back to shoot it, so hopefully I can shoot next week. I can only miss two competitions. If I do good enough, I could go to a national competition in Las Vegas in February.
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right on Doug....
 You'll master it. don't worry Erica ...you are a sweet lady I'm going out to catch a buzz  i'll see you all later
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I finally signed up for an archery competition not to far from here. I was supposed to shoot tonight, but I bruised my left arm at work today and I can't pull my bow back to shoot it, so hopefully I can shoot next week. I can only miss two competitions. If I do good enough, I could go to a national competition in Las Vegas in February.  Good Luck!
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tiptoeing in to the main room ....
it's so nice & peaceful this evening I think I'll add a few more logs of this nice  almond wood & turn the lights down real low...
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by the moody blues...
Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end. Letters I've written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed, With these eyes before. Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore. 'Cause I love you, Yes I love you, Oh, how I love you. Oh-ho oh-oh. Gazing at people, Some hand in hand. Just what I'm going through, They can't understand. Some try to tell me, Thoughts they cannot defend. Just what you want to be, You will be in the end. And I love you, yeah. Yes I love you. Oh, how I love you. Oh, how I love you. Nights in white satin, Never reaching the end. Letters I've written, Never meaning to send. Beauty I'd always missed, With these eyes before. Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore. 'Cause I love you. Yes, I love you. Oh, how I love you. Oh, how I love you. 'Cause I love you. Yes, I love you. Oh, how I love you. Oh, how I love you. Breathe deep in the gathering gloom, Watch lights fade from every room. Bedsitter people look back and lament, Another day's useless energy's spent. Impassioned lovers wrestle as one, Lonely man cries for love and has none. New mother picks up and suckles her son, Senior citizens wish they were young. Cold-hearted orb rules the night, Removes the colors from our sight. Red is grey and yellow, white, And we decide which is right, And which is an illusion? |
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Did some1 say 420? Im def n 4 that!
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Sorry im late btw... I've got bout n hour left then it'll b my turn 2 celebrate! The question is can I stay awake n also will ne1 notice?
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Did some1 say 420? Im def n 4 that!
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Thu 10/16/08 12:52 AM
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Sorry im late btw... I've got bout n hour left then it'll b my turn 2 celebrate! The question is can I stay awake n also will ne1 notice?  Welcome Zack There are accommodations out in the guest cabins if you need a place to crash |
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Tampa bay all the way! Sorry used to sit next 2 bj upton in orchestra class in m. N high school 4 like 3 years...
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N thanx a milly 4 the love raps... it always good 2 know how bad things go on the outside we can always trust our "weedies"... at least until we finally run out... oh yeah im late but happy 420... kinda got sidetracked
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N thanx a milly 4 the love raps... it always good 2 know how bad things go on the outside we can always trust our "weedies"... at least until we finally run out... oh yeah im late but happy 420... kinda got sidetracked well, i come from a different place in time... and i am pretty loyal to my friends heck, someone came into my sacred 4:20 thread... flashing an 8 ball... i told him that he was welcome, but the meth wasn't... and i talked him out of doing speed and do you know what ? he loves me and respects me to this day... |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Thu 10/16/08 10:35 AM
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ANYONE READING THIS NOW...
IS GOING TO RECEIVE A REAL TREAT.... SO LISTEN UP if you like the Blues....  you have to listen to : one of my alltime favorite songs by one of my alltime favorite bands... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CdMf-86Evro http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKbrix8S6xU&feature=related the Season of the Witch originally by Donovan Leitch... but this band... absolutely smoked his version Super Session... Al Kooper of The Blues Project and original singer with Blood Sweat & Tears the Late Great Mike Bloomfield of the Paul Butterfield Blues Band and the legendary Stephen Stills of many collective & individual endeavors... the season of the witch When I look out my window Many sights to see And when I looked in my window So many different people to be That is strange, so strange You got to pick out every stitch Must be the season of the witch When I looked over my shoulder What do you think I see Summer cat looking over It shoulder at me Any strange, sure is strange You got to pick out every stitch Beat me its eye to make it rich oh no Must be the season of the witch You got to pick out every stitch The rabbit's running in the ditch Beat me its eye to make it rich oh no Must be the season of the witch When I go When I look out my window What do you think I see And when I looked in my window So many different people to be It's strange, sure is strange You got to pick out every stitch The rabbit's running in the ditch oh no Must be the season of the witch When I go, when I go |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Thu 10/16/08 10:40 AM
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this is a good tune too...
a song by Mr. Bob Dylan... " it takes a lot to laugh ....  it takes a train to cry " http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hs_bORnO2sY&feature=related |
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