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pass that shit this way sweetie............:D
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Oh I do remember the jaw-ache from the day before.
They were not Portabellas. Usin' just a little, lasted a long time. Palatable....the world became palatable. |
The "others" came from elsewhere, & fucked us up bigtime.
...We had to respond. -----Added 1/11/2008 at 01 : 17 : 40----- (PS I love you) |
never liked the body stone stuff............
like to have control of the body with drugs. that's why i drinks me the wobbly pops..........3 steps forward,2 steps sideways and repeat. |
sly & the family stone stuff
* POP! (wobbly or otherwise) |
In either case, fellows, keep your gun clean.
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my 21st anniversary last night.............i got my gun cleaned allright
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.................... |
You know that the word Merkin originally meant "a mop for swabbing cannons", rather than the current meaning "Pubic hairpiece".
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ods bodkins...
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My gun's cleaner than it oughta be. What's he gonna do?
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Patti Smith-People Have the Power
I was dreaming in my dreaming of an aspect bright and fair and my sleeping it was broken but my dream it lingered near in the form of shining valleys where the pure air recognized and my senses newly opened I awakened to the cry that the people / have the power to redeem / the work of fools upon the meek / the graces shower it's decreed / the people rule The people have the power The people have the power The people have the power The people have the power Vengeful aspects became suspect and bending low as if to hear and the armies ceased advancing because the people had their ear and the shepherds and the soldiers lay beneath the stars exchanging visions and laying arms to waste / in the dust in the form of / shining valleys where the pure air / recognized and my senses / newly opened I awakened / to the cry Refrain Where there were deserts I saw fountains like cream the waters rise and we strolled there together with none to laugh or criticize and the leopard and the lamb lay together truly bound I was hoping in my hoping to recall what I had found I was dreaming in my dreaming god knows / a purer view as I surrender to my sleeping I commit my dream to you Refrain The power to dream / to rule to wrestle the world from fools it's decreed the people rule it's decreed the people rule LISTEN I believe everything we dream can come to pass through our union we can turn the world around we can turn the earth's revolution we have the power People have the power ... |
Avast maty and swab ye poopdeck.
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I ain't been usin' a little. I require everyone who's responded to know that I love them, & to particularly FEEL IT. You are beautiful.
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THanks, OCM, you flattering rogue, you, but I just got out of the shower and I can't do a thing with my hair right now.
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That is your brain on complex number phase space.
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Yes, but with all we've been told, we should know
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i'm in the know..............
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i used to know...
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PACK UP YOUR TROUBLES IN YOUR OLD KIT BAG
AND SMILE SMILE SMILE Private Perks is a funny little codger With a smile a funny smile. Five feet none, he’s and artful little dodger With a smile a funny smile. Flush or broke he’ll have his little joke, He can’t be suppress’d. All the other fellows have to grin When he gets this off his chest, Hi! Chorus Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag, And smile, smile, smile, While you’ve a lucifer to light your fag, Smile, boys, that’s the style. What’s the use of worrying? It never was worth while, so Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag, And smile, smile, smile. Second Verse Private Perks went a-marching into Flanders With his smile his funny smile. He was lov’d by the privates and commanders For his smile his funny smile. When a throng of Bosches came along With a mighty swing,Perks yell’d out, This little bunch is mine! Keep your heads down, boys and sing, Hi! Third Verse Private Perks he came back from Bosche-shooting With his smile his funny smile. Round his home he then set about recruiting With his smile his funny smile. He told all his pals, the short, the tall, What a time he’d had; And as each enlisted like a man Private Perks said ‘Now my lad,’ Hi! |
It seems like love conquers all once again.
I am smiling, darlin'. |
fuckin' eh buddy..........fuckin' eh
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not just "eh?"
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nope........
fuckin' eh.......... i'm agreeing with OCM |
Honest agreements are all it would take to eliminate the need for armaments.
Honest agreements to disagree, perhaps? Fuckin' eh, Fly? |
Ahh, but if disagreements lead to conflicts, then honest disagreements could lead to civil conflicts.
But I'm lying to you, so never mind. |
fuckin' A
fuckin' eh fuckin', eh? |
The "little" we been usin' will almost surely HANG AROUND & HAUNT US.
...& our children ...& their children etcetera, etcetera, etcetera... This is why I consider it important for us to find a way to stop usin'. |
...Apparently this message hasn't reached one of our "allies".
...Go figure. |
Quote:
I was thown out of boyscouts for yelling "Theater!" at a crowded fire. Also for my right to punch stopping at the base of the other guy's nose. |
I just used a little...is that bad?
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Let us keep politics in nonsense where it belongs.
(of course, in our cryptic seriously humourous ways) |
I swear not to bomb
if you keep your rockets home. Damn you, I forgot! (All I want is your total acceptance of my terms.) |
IJUHP
We all been usin', too much. Please bear this in mind. |
When they become them,
It will never become us. When will we be we? |
ewe just be ewe, ok?
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Even sheep aren't shy
to follow a Judas goat unless more clever. We are dangerous creatures... A parrot, squawking, requires the understanding of other parrots. My dad won't beat up your dad. |
The lemmings never actually suicided;
Driven by strong biological urges to migrate, a lot of them ended up being pushed over the edge. |
Heh, I wonder how far we'll get getting the users to not use?
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