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Laudant illa, sed ista legunt.
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Wheat needs moisture. Hey sexy lexy! But what about when it's harvest time? 
What am I, a farmer? In the end, it all boils down to the hat I bought the other day. Hats are good. So that you don't get sunburnt while you are on the tractor! Trying to picture Lex on a tractor- nope, I've got nothing |
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Laudant illa, sed ista legunt. reading yours right now 
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Never felt this lonely in my life... I'm so sorry. I know that feeling. When my world gets that dark I turn to my spiritual beliefs. At times they have been the only thing standing between me and an overdose of pills. All I can say is that things will change. It is inevitable. 
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Wheat needs moisture. Hey sexy lexy! But what about when it's harvest time?
What am I, a farmer? In the end, it all boils down to the hat I bought the other day. Hats are good. So that you don't get sunburnt while you are on the tractor! Trying to picture Lex on a tractor- nope, I've got nothing Yeah, that's about as incongruous as a picture of me holding a fish! 
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Hey all! 
I heard this on the radio today... and missed most of it cause I had to go in to donate blood at the Red Cross. So here it is... Walkaway Joe by Trisha Yearwood http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=djdvgAzqRy8 Momma told her baby, girl take it real slow Girl told her momma hey I really gotta go He�s waitin� in the car Momma said girl you won�t get far Thus are the dreams of an average jane Ninety miles an hour down a lovers lane On a tank of dreams Oh if she could�ve only seen But fate�s got cards that it don�t want to show And that boy�s just A walkaway joe Born to be a leaver Tell you from the word go, destined to deceive her He�s a wrong kinda paradise She�s gonna know it in a matter of time That boy�s just a walkaway joe Now just a little while into abilene Pulls into a station and he robs it clean She�s waitin� in the car Underneath the texaco star She only wanted love didn�t bargain for this She can�t help but love him for the way he is She�s only seventeen And there ain�t no reasoning So she�ll ride this ride as far as it can go Cause that boy�s just A walkaway joe Born to be a leaver Tell you from the word go, destined to deceive her He�s a wrong kinda paradise She�s gonna know it in a matter of time That boy�s just a walkaway joe Somewhere in a roadside motel room Alone in the silence she wakes up too soon And reaches for his arm But she�ll just keep reachin� on For the cold hard truth revealed what it had known That boy�s just A walkaway joe Born to be a leaver Tell you from the word go, destined to deceive her He�s a wrong kinda paradise She�s gonna know it in a matter of time That boy�s just a walkaway joe  that song
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Popcorn is good!
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My phone will not stop ringing.
  
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My phone will not stop ringing.
Toss it in the toilet! |
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My phone will not stop ringing.
Toss it in the toilet!
But it is such a nice phone. |
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My phone will not stop ringing.
Toss it in the toilet!
But it is such a nice phone. Well, you want it to stop ringing don't ya? |
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I could shut it off huh?
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I could shut it off huh?
But it will ring evenutally! |
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 Good Nite Randomers! 
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Good night.
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Good night.
Nite ruth! 
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Randomness is good!
(And I swear I will be getting off this computer any minute! )
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I love how the truth always comes through despite efforts for it not to! Thank you universe!
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Randomness is good! (And I swear I will be getting off this computer any minute! )
Night Tanya Randomness has kept you occupied.
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