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| Topic: Dear diary......omg another diary!!! - part 49 | |
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Dear Diary.... My girlfriend tells me there is a whole lot of cosmic stuff going on this full moon, about three weeks of major changes, and shake ups and blah blah blah....there better be....cause I have had a gut full of the brain bleed bullsh*t this place has turned into... all because a pack of wankers needed to have a whine to mummy... Not a man or real woman amongst them...  
 One wrong move mang and KA BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM BABY!!!
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and ya that is NOT a threat!!!
 
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Ok....
I need to go and get a life...once upon a time I enjoyed the challenges of using my mind...now I have some lame arse telling me to go find a mensa site.... oh my, discriminated for having a mind...f*cking perfect!!
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Dear diary.........my mensa..........my mensa...........damn my mensa..........I have cramps!!!
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I tried to get a life but I had no luck
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Edited by
Jess642
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Thu 03/20/08 02:56 AM
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Dear diary.........my mensa..........my mensa...........damn my mensa..........I have cramps!!!
I dont want to talk about mensa, or I may need to ram the mensa up someone's bloody arse. |
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who has a bloody azz
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LA MENZA IS WHERE ITS AT!!!
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GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZUS LA SENZA LA MENZA???? KILL ME NOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!11
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poopin dingos flying legs skippin arms laughing toes smiling ears angry eyes running nails flipping spoofs nagging sprogs
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ok Im done.........I will die a virgin..........almost....
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oc..................SHAAAAAAAAAAAAAADAAAAAAAAAAAAP WITH THAT!!!
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all alone again
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Im here with my saltines and peanut butter.....
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but what about me
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poopin dingos flying legs skippin arms laughing toes smiling ears angry eyes running nails flipping spoofs nagging sprogs hahahahaha it almost has a poetic justice to it, and is as clever as any other of the dang threads about. |
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Busted flat in Baton Rouge Waitin' for a train When I's Feelin' near as faded as my jeans Bobby thumbed a diesel down Just before it rained It Rode us all the way to New Orleans I pulled my harpoon Out of my dirty red bandana I's playin' soft while Bobby sang the blues, yeah Windshield wipers slappin' time I's holdin' Bobby's hand in mine We sang every song that driver knew Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin', don't mean nothin' hon' if it ain't free, no And, feelin' good was easy, Oh, when he sang the blues You know, feelin' good was good enough for me Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee From the kentucky coal mine To the California sun There Bobby shared the secrets of my soul Through all kinds of weather Through everything we done Yeah, Bobby baby kept me from the cold One day up near Salinas, Oh I let him slip away He's lookin' for that home, and I hope he finds it But, I'd trade all of my tomorrows For a single yesterday To be holdin' Bobby's body next to mine Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose Nothin', that's all that Bobby left me, yeah But, feelin' good was easy, Oh, when he sang the blues Hey, feelin' good was good enough for me, Mm-hmm Good enough for me and my Bobby Mcgee La da da La da da da La da da da da da da da La da da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee, yeah La da da da da da da La da da da da da da La da da da da da da Bobby Mcgee, yeah La da La la da da la da da la da da La da da da da da da da da Hey,my Bobby, oh, my Bobby Mcgee, yeah La la la la la la l  
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