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Holy Crap!! 
I've got some catching up to do 
Me too - who's up for a shopping spree? lol |
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and all women own too many shoes
I call the bullsh!t card on that one!
According to the Footwear Research Institute of Valdosta, Georgia, the average man owns three pairs of shoes, while the average woman owns 812, and intends to buy between 58 and 534 pairs this year alone. These guys know their stuff. Well, now I'm throwin' in the B.S. card, and I don't mean crocheting ... Holy fl!p!!! Wha ... I think 200 is perfectly reasonable and should be contained! Give a pair to get a new pair ... 
There are thousands of needy women in Denver who ONLY have 100 pairs, think charity at home! Their soles depend on us, ladies ... Streuth 
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Give a pair to get a new pair ...
The workers control the means of production, comrade....! |
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Give a pair to get a new pair ...
The workers control the means of production, comrade....! Отречемся от старого мира! Отряхнем его прах с наших ног! Нам враждебны златые кумиры; Ненавистен нам царский чертог! Ему нужны для войска солдаты, Подавайте ему сыновей; Ему нужны пиры и палаты, Подавай ему крови твоей: Припев (Refrain): Вставай, подымайся, рабочий народ! Вставай на врагов, брат голодный! Вперед! Вперед! Раздайся, крик мести народной! Богачи, кулаки жадной сворой Расхищают тяжёлый твой труд, Твоим потом жиреют обжоры; Твой последний кусок они рвут. Голодай, чтоб они пировали! Голодай, чтоб в игре биржевой Они совесть и честь продавали, Чтоб ругались они над тобой! Refrain Тебе отдых -- одна лишь могила! Каждый день -- недоимку готовь; Царь-вампир из тебя тянет жилы; Царь-вампир пьёт народную кровь! Ему нужны для войска солдаты: Подавай же сюда сыновей! Ему нужны пиры да палаты: Подавай ему крови твоей! Refrain Не довольно ли вечного горя? Встанем, братья, повсюду зараз! От Днепра и до Белого моря, И Поволжье, и Дальний Кавказ! На воров, на собак - на богатых! Да на злого вампира-царя! Бей, губи их, злодеев проклятых! Засветись, лучшей жизни заря! Refrain И взойдёт за кровавой зарёю Солнце правды и братства людей. Купим мир мы последней борьбою, Купим кровью мы счастье детей. И настанет година свободы, Сгинет ложь, сгинет зло навсегда, И сольются в едино народы В вольном царстве святого труда... |
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You know, I could have used that in high school!
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You know, I think there's a reason why the initials of "Blanket Statement" are B.S. I was looking at a thread -- one in an ongoing series of millions -- in which the original post was thematically constructed around the idea that all women are the same. Well, if we get past the really obvious atuff, like all women breathe oxygen, and all women have DNA, and all women own too many shoes, then I suppose you could say that there are some areas where a blanket statement could apply. But -- these "nice guys," these unfortunate victims of feminine wiles, these repetitive repeaters who endlessly drone on and on about how there are NO good women in the world (without, I might add, making the prerequisite SURVEY of every woman in the world to CONFIRM their suspicions) -- these people are totally off the mark. Because, if you examine the reality -- the actual women on this very site, to choose a convenient (and potentially inflammatory) venue -- well, I have NEVER seen a more diverse group in my life. Here we have women of all types -- all varieties of heights and weights and ages and races and beliefs and religions and marital statuseses, from all kinds of places, doing all kinds of work, buying all kinds of shoes (albeit too many), driving different cars, reading different books, watching different shows on TV -- "All women," indeed. I will thank you, cranky gentlemen, not to bother me with this insidious inaccuracy again! To claim that all women are the same is, as Winston Churchill once described a lie, a "terminological inexactitude." In fact, the ONLY, all-inclusive, all-encompassing thing I can think to say about women, in general, is this -- they are all incompatible with me. As Linus from the Peanuts comic strip could tell you -- we're all entitled to ONE blanket...!! 
You are precious Lex...  
and you are living proof 
that not all men fit the same mold
nor do their feet fit the same shoe 
and yes, i have shoes...lots of them !
 Gorgeous Four inch leather & suede stilettos
and some boots with steel toes
in case i need to kick someone
 Blue suede & Gold trim Leather
< Every rock & roller needs a pair of blue suede shoes >
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You are precious Lex...
and you are living proof
that not all men fit the same mold
nor do their feet fit the same shoe
and yes, i have shoes...lots of them !
Gorgeous Four inch leather & suede stilettos
and some boots with steel toes
in case i need to kick someone
Blue suede & Gold trim Leather
< Every rock & roller needs a pair of blue suede shoes >
Thank you. I work hard to ensure that my posts contain only wholesome, nutritious wheat germ. No, wait, that's not right.... If the shoe fits....
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You know, I could have used that in high school! Lex, dahlin', we both well know by now ... Mingle IS High School ...
Wicked bad ~ Déjà vu ... Skoal, Comrade!!! Up w/ the revolution ... 
Translated to the English ... :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9iZlS71feg4&feature=PlayList&p=DBA1400369E473A7&index=0&playnext=1 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gnM0C6akEdc Let's denounce the old world! Let's shake its dust from our feet! We're enemies to the golden idols, We detest the Tsar's palaces! We will go among the suffering brethren, We will go to the hungry people; Together with them we send our curses to the evil-doers, We will call them to struggle with us: Refrain: Arise, arise, working people! Arise against the enemies, hungry brother! Forward! Forward! Let the cry of vengeance Sound of the people! The rich, the exploiters, the greedy mob Deprive you of your work so hard, In your sweat the greedy, They tear your last piece of bread. Hunger, so they celebrate Hunger, in the stock market game They sell conscience and honor And so they mock you. Arise, arise, working people... You the rest is just the grave, Every day the debt have prepared, The czar, the vampire takes you from the veins, The czar, the vampire drinks the blood of the people. He needs for army soldiers, So give him your sons! He needs festivals and halls, So give him your blood! Arise, arise, working people... Is it the eternal suffering is not enough? Stand on, brothers, everywhere, at the same time! From the Dnepr to the White Sea, And the Volga region, and the distant Caucasus! Against thieves, the dogs - the rich And the evil vampire, the Tsar! Defeat, kill them, cursed the criminals! Enlighten the dawn of a better life! Arise, arise, working people... And it goes on behind the bloody twilight The sun of freedom and the brotherhood of mankind. Let the world with the last fight we are buying, Let luck with the blood of the children are buying. And it breaks in the era of freedom, It resolves the lie that evil forever, Unite and struggle of the peoples In the free realm of the sacred work. Streuth
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You are precious Lex...
and you are living proof
that not all men fit the same mold
nor do their feet fit the same shoe
and yes, i have shoes...lots of them !
Gorgeous Four inch leather & suede stilettos
and some boots with steel toes
in case i need to kick someone
Blue suede & Gold trim Leather
< Every rock & roller needs a pair of blue suede shoes >
Thank you. I work hard to ensure that my posts contain only wholesome, nutritious wheat germ. No, wait, that's not right.... If the shoe fits....
thank you for being chivalrous & unique & soo comical too
and i still hope you find that fine elusive lady
who will be so worthy to be
the new Mrs. Lex Fonteyne
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You know, I think there's a reason why the initials of "Blanket Statement" are B.S. I was looking at a thread -- one in an ongoing series of millions -- in which the original post was thematically constructed around the idea that all women are the same. Well, if we get past the really obvious atuff, like all women breathe oxygen, and all women have DNA, and all women own too many shoes, then I suppose you could say that there are some areas where a blanket statement could apply. But -- these "nice guys," these unfortunate victims of feminine wiles, these repetitive repeaters who endlessly drone on and on about how there are NO good women in the world (without, I might add, making the prerequisite SURVEY of every woman in the world to CONFIRM their suspicions) -- these people are totally off the mark. Because, if you examine the reality -- the actual women on this very site, to choose a convenient (and potentially inflammatory) venue -- well, I have NEVER seen a more diverse group in my life. Here we have women of all types -- all varieties of heights and weights and ages and races and beliefs and religions and marital statuseses, from all kinds of places, doing all kinds of work, buying all kinds of shoes (albeit too many), driving different cars, reading different books, watching different shows on TV -- "All women," indeed. I will thank you, cranky gentlemen, not to bother me with this insidious inaccuracy again! To claim that all women are the same is, as Winston Churchill once described a lie, a "terminological inexactitude." In fact, the ONLY, all-inclusive, all-encompassing thing I can think to say about women, in general, is this -- they are all incompatible with me. As Linus from the Peanuts comic strip could tell you -- we're all entitled to ONE blanket...!!
Hey I have a pair of boot heels tennies and flops and that's it tooo many shoes hmph!! B.S. |
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sure i'ts great to own all those shoes-try having to sell them!And yes-I do own a bunch, but in my defence you have to know the product to sell it!
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Oh for Pete's sake...actually i don't personally know any Pete's. but i've heard of Pete Townsend..oh and Pete Marovich...but i digress. We all know women are all the same, i mean...They buy too many shoes, complain too much about the toilet seat, spend too much at wal mart..and you can't get one to date a nice guy....
<----ducks and runs... 
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Oh for Pete's sake...actually i don't personally know any Pete's. but i've heard of Pete Townsend..oh and Pete Marovich...but i digress. We all know women are all the same, i mean...They buy too many shoes, complain too much about the toilet seat, spend too much at wal mart..and you can't get one to date a nice guy....
<----ducks and runs...
 oh no you just didn't.. Hey can I have some money for a new pair of shoes
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Oh for Pete's sake...actually i don't personally know any Pete's. but i've heard of Pete Townsend..oh and Pete Marovich...but i digress. We all know women are all the same, i mean...They buy too many shoes, complain too much about the toilet seat, spend too much at wal mart..and you can't get one to date a nice guy....
<----ducks and runs...
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<---*peeks around the corner* coast looks clear...lol.
Couldn't resist that one. I don't like generalizations either, and if there is something wrong with the entire female population...well maybe...just maybe..it might be the approach...i know it's a stretch...but just guessing here.. I edited this post, this was in no way directed at anyone. |
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If a woman has to choose between catching a fly ball and saving an infant's life, she will choose to save the infant's life without even considering if there are men on base. (Dave Barry)
And, it has been said that a woman would rather have beauty than brains because men generally see better than they think. |
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Edited by
FreeToB
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Mon 03/30/09 07:22 PM
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And, especially for you Lex:
A pessimist is a man who thinks all women are bad. An optimist is a man who hopes they are. (Chauncey Mitchell Depew) Be to her virtues very kind, Be to her faults a little blind. (Matthew Prior) Have a good night all. I am outta here. |
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thank you for being chivalrous & unique & soo comical too
and i still hope you find that fine elusive lady
who will be so worthy to be
the new Mrs. Lex Fonteyne
If I ever get married again, you have my permission to shoot me. Please. |
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