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scions= ugly, fords=found on road dead. ford tough is jsut a bunch of loaded words that (sorry but if you rant i rant a lil too)work on stupid people and others who dont know better. course not having a favorite because i have used, previous-ower-tried-to-destroy-it cars.(hang on a sec =pottdi's?) thats the only excuse i have for hating a company, if i dont hate it for that reason then i just have a pre notion of hatred for none whatsoever and i apologize but until i'm proven otherwise SUCK IT BLUES!...erhem i mean "i dislike you opinion but respect you for it or having one"  

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posting for gold  

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as i march down the wooden walkway it resonates with a low clomp due to my heavy combat boots. as i approach one of the polls i decide to see how hard i can kick it with my steel toed boots. a loud thunk is followed by an audible grunt that sounds as if i said "huh". a small scuff on the boot is nothing compared to the dent on the corner of the post. I scrape the splinters off the post with my boot. after playing with the splinters on the ground i sweep them off the walkway and onto the dirt road that cuts the small town in two.  

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i pull out my notebook and start writing. after a couple of sentences the pencil lead snaps and in aggrivation i throw the pencil in the trash just like a knife. maximum....huh doesnt look like it should.... i guess i'm just weird.  

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after realizing that i can no longer finish my report, i throw the notebook into the air. as if flips up to the peak of its throw the pages flutter about and the book splits open and the back and front of the book collide and stick together as the book continues to flip. i quickly draw my pistol and fire at it once. what appeared to be a firearm is actually a lighter that has been modified after market. a flame leaps out of the barrel and a small fireball continues on its path towards the book. as the flame reaches the book it smolders for a bit and seems like the book does not catch fire. after a few seconds the book slows dow and reaches its peak of its arch and i fire once more. before gravity pulls it down to give it a negative velocity the second fireball hits the book and its ignites. in less than a second the book flares white and turns to ash. the only parts that fall to the ground are the front and back cover with a few streaks of char marks. "heh, the wonders of flash paper." i pick up the covers and toss them into the garbage can like frisbys. one glides over the can and hits the wall directly behind it. it flips around and slips behind the can and the wall. the second flies like a brick and hits the can directly and falls to the ground.  

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dont forget about cheese steak jimmy's!  

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**You are not forced to read the below. Read at your own risk.**

dub-ya has nothing to do with gas prices. he could put a cap on prices to force the gas company to try different things so they dont lose money but its the saudi's you have to be angry at. if anything blame the freakin hippies that wont let us drill for oil thats just off shore. that would lower prices by a crap load. dont forget the oil companys being assholes and trying to drain us of all our money. its hard to blame one person when many people could do different things the lessen the price of oil. i mean s**t we could just nuke the middle east and claim the oil as our own. if we nuked them that shows we will nuke anyone who opposes us. and since we nuke the saudi's we have to nuke their allies and their allies because they will want to retaliate. once we rid the world of our enemies and show that we are friken crazy we wont have as many terrorists, but there will always be stupid people who hate someone to the point of killing themselves to frighten them. way back when like 100 years ago we had terrorist but we didnt have the resources to figure out who did it or tell the world in less than 10 minutes of it happening.

i find it a little humorous that you blamed dub-ya and spelt it so. I give a good chuckle to it and to you sir, but my can of worms was almost opened and that hit the funny bone and the can at the same time. if you werent trying for humor than still i found it funny but my crazy head likes to b***h and nag about random shizno. if this annoys you too much or offends you please let me know it a calm and constructive critizismal way. i will stop and can stop you just have to ask without being an a**. I respect all people unless they cant give me enough respect to talk to me as an adult or even a friken well mannered teen.