Topic: LEPERS THE FOURTEENTH - part 34 | |
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someone in nc who shall remain nameless michele wants me to be a teacher,,, she thinks im great with kids and would make a good teacher,,,,,
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I can see it now....just like Arnold in Kindergarten Cop, making the little kids scared.
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Go into the classroom and yell "Hey!! All ankle-biters, sit down!!!! ![]() ![]() |
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Got some emails and stuff I gotta do on other sites.....Have a good night Steve!!
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night eileen
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aight yall bring yall asses out of the shadows,,, i know i aint alone in here
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truest lepers song there is
What Do Ya Think About That I heard it through the grapevine My new neighbor don't like my big red barn A '47 Ford, bullet holes in the door Broke down motor in the front yard ha I got half a mind to paint a plywood sign And nail it up on a notty pine tree Saying I was here first This is my piece of dirt your rambling don't rattle me Some people care about what other people think Worry about what they say Let a little gossip Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws Got a letta roll off-a my back I don't give a dern what other people think What do ya think about that I wear what I want to, overalls work boots Crank my music up loud Like to sling a little mud in my four wheel drive Trek it all into town Shot a little eight ball down at the pool hall Drink a beer with my friends Now don't judge me and I won't judge you Cause we all get judged in the end Some people care about what other people think Worry about what they say Let a little gossip Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws Got a letta roll offa my back I don't give a dern what other people think What do ya think about that Some people care about what other people think Worry about what they say Let a little gossip Coming from a loose lip ruin a perfect day Say, blah, blah, blah, just a jacking their jaws Got a letta roll offa my back I don't give a dern what other people think What do ya think about that Say, I don't give a damn what other people think What do ya think about that What do ya think about that |
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Anyone home?
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nope,, just nobody
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I'm tired of spinning my wheels
I need to find a place where my heart can go to heal I need to get there pretty quick Hey mister what you got out on that lot you can sell me in a pinch Maybe one of them souped up muscle cars The kind that makes you think you're stronger than you are Color don't matter no I don't need leather seats All that really concerns me is Speed How fast will it go Can it get me Over her quickly Zero to sixty Can it outrun her memory Yeah, what I really need Is an open road And a whole lot of speed I'd like to trade in this old truck Cause it makes me think of her and that just slows me up See, it's the first place we made love where we used to sit and talk On the tailgate all night long but now she's gone And I need to move on So give me Speed How fast will it go Can it get me Over her quickly Zero to sixty Can it outrun her memory Yeah, what I really need Is an open road And a whole lot of speed Throw me them keys so I can put some miles between us Tear off that rearview mirror there's nothing left to see here Let me lean on that gas Oh she catches up fast So give me Speed How fast will it go Can it get me Over her quickly Zero to sixty Can it outrun her memory Yeah, what I really need Is an open road And a whole lot of speed That's what I need I'm tired of spinning my wheels I'm tired of spinning my wheels |
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just ignore the ramblings,,,,
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Hey Steve!
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hiya
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I won't ignore, I shall read.
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superjuke,,, garth brooks more than a memory
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superjuke,,, linkin park,,, pushing me away,,,,
so whats you up to |
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hey now,, all you sinners,, put your lights on,,
hey now,, all you lovers,, put your lights on,, hey now,, all you killers,, put your lights on hey now,, all you children,, better leave your lights on,, cause theres a monster living under my bed,, whispering in my ear,, theres an angel with her hand on my head,, she say i got nothing to fear, theres a darkness living deep in my soul, still got a purpose to serve,, so let your light shine deep into my hole,, god dont let me loose my nerve,, dont let me lose my nerve,,,, hey now hey now,,,,, whoaaa hey now,, hey now,, hey now,, hey now,, all you sinners put your lights on,, hey now,,, all you children,, leave your lights on, better leave your lights on,,, theres a monster living under my bed,, whispering in my ear,,, and theres an angel,, with her hand on my head,, she say i got nothing to fear,,,,, she said,,,,,,,,,,, now shining like a star....... |
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In a way, you would be a good teacher. Have you thought of the Big Brother program?
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thought about it,,,,
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You would be good at it. Honestly. A teacher, in a school setting, noway. To much BS. One on one, you would be great.
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maybe,, but im paranoid about it
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