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Do you like interracial sex
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:51 am
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its one of those things where people say they wouldnt do it...in public but if they had the chance they would do it behind closed doors if it could be a secret....what do u think?
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Are women with tatoos more freaky than others
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:50 am
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Some people truly believe this because the idea that a girl likes a little pain will be a little more exciting and freaky in the bed...what do u think.....
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You like swinging with singles?
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:49 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:57 am
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i've heard and seen both ideas that some people who play with singles truly enjoy it...amd watching their wife have a lot of fun?
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Oh my........
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:48 am
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There are times when you read posts, emails, invitations, testimonials that leave you in a state of bewilderment, disbelief or ~ just plain disgusted.
Here's your chance to expound, vent, and/or do a verbal dance instead of mutter obscenities under your breath.
Go ahead ! Make your day !
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Wanted...a hot chick
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:47 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:57 am
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First a couple questions.
Are there any women who blog from the Denver Metro area?
I've been working alot and not bloging much.
Here is a song that caught my ear and my irony detector.
I'm warped, ironic, skewed.
Any ladies out there who get this song by...
Modest Mouse?
While we're on the subject
Could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ears
Don't worry, you were always out
Looking towards the future
We were begging for the past
Well we knew we had the good things
But those never seemed to last
Oh please just last
Everyone's unhappy
Everyone's ashamed
Well we all just got caught looking
At somebody else's page
Well nothing ever went
Quite exactly as we planned
Our ideas held no water
But we used them like a damn
Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell
Saying yes, this is a fine promotion
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell
Of course everyone goes crazy
Over such and such and such
We made ourselves a ???
We just used it as a crutch
We were suddenly uncertain
At least I'm pretty sure I am
Well we didn't need the water
But we just built that go god damn
Oh, and I know this all myself
I stood in front for all the people
Oh, and I know this all myself
We listen while life hangs on
And the sound of life's sweet bliss
Was it ever worth it?
Was there all that much to gain?
Well we knew we missed the boat
And we'd already missed the plane
We didn't read the invite
We just dance at our wake
All our favorites were playing
So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake
Tiny curtains open and we heard the tiny clap of little hands
A tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all the folks
Sitting drifting around in bubbles and thinking it was us that carried them
When we finally got it figured out that we had truly missed the boat
Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves
But not the skills to make a shelf with
Oh, what useless tools ourselves
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Do birds sing in Heaven
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:46 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:57 am
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Do larks sing in heaven
Do crows call when they chase mice
Are there really choirs so big
That every voice is still heard
Do larks sing in heaven
Like they do on earth, sitting
On the prairie at day's end
Telling you to listen, hear, and know
They'll be there tomorrow
Where do larks sing when there
Is no tomorrow for them
They must sing in heaven then
Joining voices with that choir now
Just to hear the lark sing, and
All the song birds in heaven
Each in unison, voices each
Distinct in the heavenly choir
Would that not be heaven
Perfect unison the one song
That greets us all sometime
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Bavarians and Germans
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:46 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:57 am
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A Bavarian is sitting in a pub up north and tells a bunch of jokes about Prussians. All at once, a Prussians gets up and says: "Now, turn around and tell me what you see!" The Bavarian turns around and lo' sees ten Prussians, each holding a baseball bat in their hands, behind him. "Now", says the Prussian, "if you still have the cojones, then tell us another Prussian-joke!" - "Nay", says the Bavarian "I'm not in the mood anymore; I'd have to explain it ten times if I did!
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If I could find the words
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:45 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:57 am
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If you could somehow find the words
To let me know you care
If you could spare a little time
That you could simply share
If you could look inside my heart
And see this love so rare
Then every waking moment
I'd be there.
When you can promise that your kiss
Will last eternally
When you can gaze so deep
And sense my inner beauty
When you can say we'll walk together
On this reflective journey
Then every waking moment
You're where I'll be.
I need to be the Angel
That you hold inside your heart
So, If you love me
This is a great place to start.
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A dogs diary
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:44 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:57 am
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Just some more reasons why I am a person !
Excerpts from a Dog's Daily Diary:
8:00 am - food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
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A cats Diary
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:44 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:57 am
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My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the floor.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates of what I am capable. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. The audacity!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe....... for now
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A cats Diary
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Posted:Sep 11, 2007 8:43 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2024 7:57 am
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My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the floor.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates of what I am capable. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. The audacity!
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe....... for now
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