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| Topic: Dear Diary...........OMG another Diary Part 120 + - part 54 | |
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Oh, How about a round of applause, Yeah
A standing ovation Oh, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah You look so dumb right now Standing outside my house Trying to apologize You're so ugly when you cry Please, just cut it out [Chorus:] Don't tell me you're sorry cause you're not Baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught But you put on quite a show Really had me going But now it's time to go Curtain's finally closing That was quite a show Very entertaining But it's over now (but it's over now) Go on and take a bow Grab your clothes and get gone (get gone) You better hurry up Before the sprinklers come on (come on) Talking' bout' Girl, I love you, you're the one This just looks like a re-run Please, what else is on (on) [Chorus] [Bridge] Oh, And the award for The best liar goes to you (goes to you) For making me believe (that you) That you could be faithful to me Let's hear your speech, Oh How about a round of applause A standing ovation But you put on quite a show Really had me going Now it's time to go Curtain's finally closing That was quite a show Very entertaining But it's over now (but it's over now) Go on and take a bow But it's over now 
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Carl broke a tie rod an the other one needed replacing to
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dear diary.........you know what??????
you guys can all fukc YOURSELVES!!!! 
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im out....
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AND YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE,,,,,,,,,,,,
why dont you just form a " I hate gypsy fan club?" |
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oh ya I just want whats best for you crap......
pfffffffffffffffffft bunch of ****!!!! 
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Yeah. A total bunch of crap. I've gotten that particular line a bunch of times over the years.
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Edited by
moofooga
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Thu 08/27/09 11:30 PM
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BAA-BOOSH!!!
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shadddddddddap tall guy!!!!
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"Ward? Don't you think you were a little hard on the beaver last night"? "Why no june. Our son beaver needs to learn from his mistakes. He needs to learn discipline. Even if it includes punishment". "NO ward, I'm talking about my beaver! You poked me so hard when you were banging my head against the headboard my thighs are bruised"! "Ohhhh! That beaver! I'm sorry june. I get a little carried away sometimes in the heat of passion". "Wally"? "Yeah beav"? "Does mom got two beavers"? "Well yeah beaver if you look at it that way". "I don't get it wally". "Well you see beav, moms got a poosie between her legs that she calls her beaver. And then she had a poosie little boy that she calls beaver". "So I'm a poosie wally"? "Yes beaver, you're a poosie. But not as big a poosie as lumpy rutherford". "Gee, thanks wally"! "Don't mention it beav".
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I'm sorry to hear about carl. And what the heck is gypsys problem now?
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back the truck up ???????
I went to get a bowl of ice cream ???? WTF??????? |
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With a name like beaver cleaver- you just know he was knockin down the box.
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And imagine if they made a "Hooters"-like restaurant named "Beavers", too!
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Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly With his song... ooooo.... I heard he sang a good song I heard he had a style And so I came to see him and listen for awhile And there he was this young boy A stranger to my eyes... Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly With his song... I felt all flushed with fever Embarrassed by the crowd I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud I pray that he would finish But he just kept right on... Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly With his song... He sang as if he knew me In all my dark despair And then he looked right through me as if I was not there And he just kept on singing, Singing clear and strong... Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly With his song... oooooo....la la la la la la.....ooooooooooo...la la laaaaa.la la la laaaaa Strumming my pain with his fingers Singing my life with his words Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly With his song... He was strumming my pain Yeah he was singing my life Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song... 
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k......what ever I guess I'll go fukc myself
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I'm sorry to hear about carl. And what the heck is gypsys problem now?
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I got no clue. Hormonal imbalance? Lack of certain vitamins and minerals in a diet? Natural harmonic frequency? Act of god?
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k......what ever I guess I'll go fukc myself 
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