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| Topic: Dear diary......omg another diary!!! - part 29 | |
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  Do tell...the readers want to know...  as i test the water's That flow down your Skin with my Tongue As i work my way up Through them curves To find every inch Of soft skin as i Drink them waters In as the time passes So slow as i drink you In more and more till the point you    When????  
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 Think it will stay hot while I drive for 29 hours??
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Dear Diary
Remind me not to come into work when it's this craptacular |
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Think it will stay hot while I drive for 29 hours?? Be hot
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Dear Diary Remind me not to come into work when it's this craptacular Bad day War....??? Tis the season. 
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 War, Can I cook steaks or ribs??? I don't think your head would be tasty! |
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Cripes we had 5 people show up in our group out of 20 which means my fat ass has to run around and ask other managers for help with the phones. Makes me wonder why I took a 60 day detail
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Think it will stay hot while I drive for 29 hours?? Be hot I have no doubt... 
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Just go home & play with us War!
 
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Just go home & play with us War! great idea
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yeaaaaaa
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The Devil mad me do it
I swear as he dances In my head of thought's Of the thing's he want's To do to you come to my mind As he dances away a lyrical Genus with word's and i have A body that want's to play Over those soft curves of skin From the outside to the within The Devil mad me do it i must say He is going to make me a sinner One day when our lip's meet each Other as the fire's start to burn Under our skin and the horn's come Out from under this Cowboy hat as Our body's touch for the first time You could say along the Devil was there As i twist you up with these arm's of Mine and pull you close to see the fire In my eye's so dear are you ready to Dance With the Devil inside of this Cowboy in the NIGHT OR AT BUBBLE TIME |
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D00dz I am home, I think???? HOLY CRAP, WHO"S HOUSE IS THIS!!!!!
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DOOdz, then don't trip on work!!! have a beer!
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DOOdz, then don't trip on work!!! have a beer! Thanks, but I'll pass on the beer. |
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The Devil mad me do it I swear as he dances In my head of thought's Of the thing's he want's To do to you come to my mind As he dances away a lyrical Genus with word's and i have A body that want's to play Over those soft curves of skin From the outside to the within The Devil mad me do it i must say He is going to make me a sinner One day when our lip's meet each Other as the fire's start to burn Under our skin and the horn's come Out from under this Cowboy hat as Our body's touch for the first time You could say along the Devil was there As i twist you up with these arm's of Mine and pull you close to see the fire In my eye's so dear are you ready to Dance With the Devil inside of this Cowboy in the NIGHT OR AT BUBBLE TIME Come here....Please..... |
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 I don't drink beer either. I'm drinking cherry juice, want some? |
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Our friend Lisa come's
In here to get away from It all but she never knew Her leg would become a humping Post for a Chevy truck as she Break's scottys heart We all are just falling apart At the seems like the time She got locked in the crew cab Of the truck and she call it his trunk She makes us smile this is no lie That way we are all so happy when She come's around with a smile on Her face and she get's Chevy off my Leg
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bbs
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