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evening everyone whats new anything
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I am surrounded by women!!!
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I just got done getting cussed out by a subscriber!!! Some people just take out all their frustrations on anyone who happens to accidentally cross their path they should be tarred & feathered for starters |
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She wanted to cut off a part of my body i dont wish to part with!!!!
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She wanted to cut off a part of my body i dont wish to part with!!!! no part of your body should be removed unless it doesn't belong there... did you throw her a bottle of Midol ??? for her PMS ??? |
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Vannessa....was that your outside voice............ how ya b hun |
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She wanted to cut off a part of my body i dont wish to part with!!!! no part of your body should be removed unless it doesn't belong there... did you throw her a bottle of Midol ??? for her PMS ??? |
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Edited by
meanmarthajean
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Tue 11/18/08 06:04 PM
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Far Out!
* The Day The Earth Stood Still * #2 coming soon |
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good movie.......
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Far Out! * The Day The Earth Stood Still * #2 coming soon |
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IdodDEELLDg the dangling conversation ... by Simon & Garfunkle It's a still life water color, Of a now late afternoon, As the sun shines through the curtained lace And shadows wash the room. And we sit and drink our coffee Couched in our indifference, Like shells upon the shore You can hear the ocean roar In the dangling conversation And the superficial sighs, The borders of our lives. And you read your Emily ****inson, And I my Robert Frost, And we note our place with bookmarkers That measure what we've lost. Like a poem poorly written We are verses out of rhythm, Couplets out of rhyme, In syncopated time Lost in the dangling conversation And the superficial sighs, Are the borders of our lives. Yes, we speak of things that matter, With words that must be said, "Can analysis be worthwhile?" "Is the theater really dead?" And how the room is softly faded And I only kiss your shadow, I cannot feel your hand, You're a stranger now unto me Lost in the dangling conversation. And the superficial sighs, In the borders of our lives. |
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Edited by
Rapunzel
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Tue 11/18/08 06:29 PM
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Vannessa....was that your outside voice............ how ya b hun yes, it was my outside voice by the way.... you must have heard me laughing really loud you're telepathic !!! excellent !!! & i be very Fine thank you and how are you this evening.... hmmmmmmmm? |
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doing great hun....thanks.... |
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hello!
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good morning everyone time to rise and shine come on cannt ya smell the baccon oh and the coffee and of course the brunt toast sorry had the toaster set to high
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morning (((cindy))) hope your day runs smooth
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Yeah, Thanks Grammy...me too. Hope your's goes well also. Tony got back last night!
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how many birds did he get
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Don't know, he didn't say...in fact he didn't tell me anything about the trip! But he did stuff some into the freezer.
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