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ummmm...hi (K)......*hides*
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Figured I would make an appearance and contribute to the thread, good work Suz.
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way to pitch-in
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Oh, when the sun beats down
And burns the tar up on the roof And your shoes get so hot You wish your tired feet were fireproof..... |
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so it's come to this lol. and just when the bster is in cali
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well she did say she expects for us to flip it before she gets back...
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it looked good for abit. i had to take a break for awhile. i was laughing to much from the other thread
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there is plenty of time
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true that. it was just too funny to me how everyone jumped in on that one great lead in
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guess i missed it
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what i can't believe that. i thought i saw you post
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Figured I would make an appearance and contribute to the thread, good work Suz.
Disregard my last message 
What's crackalackin? |
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where?
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that's when a guy wears his pants correctly. the opposite of plummers who have crackashowin
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where? she asked to be described in three words |
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yes i did...like an hour ago i think...
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ok that thread had me laughing hardcore
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Then as it was, then again it will be
An' though the course may change sometimes Rivers always reach the sea Flyin' skys of fortune, each have separate ways On the wings of maybe, downy birds of prey Kind of makes me feel sometimes, didn't have to go But as the eagle leaves the nest, it's got so far to go |
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that's when a guy wears his pants correctly. the opposite of plummers who have crackashowin OMG I actually laughed out loud at that 
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If one bell should ring, in celebration for a king So fast the heart should beat, As proud the head with heavy feet. Days went by when you and I, bathed in eternal summers glow As far away and distant, Our mutual child did grow Oh the sweet refrain, Soothes the soul and calms the pain Oh Albion remains, sleeping now to rise again |
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