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 Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 10:44 pm
I think I'm a clone now. There always seems to be another one of me just hanging around. I think I'm a clone now....
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 10:46 pm
hehe its a mighty sexy clone then hehe but i miss the dancer bottoms wink hehehehehehehe
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 10:47 pm
I like being imaginative....it is fun.....that's the way uh-huh I like it. Uh-huh.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 10:48 pm
I need to wear my dancing outfit if I am to dance! Going to change now....
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 10:50 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 10:55 pm
Now I can really dance....*dances to the You Sexy Thing song*
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 10:56 pm
Well, now that every pic of me has changed....everyone who reads this may get confused....It took me forever to figure out how to get out of my kilt!
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 10:59 pm
Vampires, mummies, and the Holy Ghost. These are the things that terrify me the most. No alien, psychopath, or MTV host can scare me like vampires, mummies and the Holy Ghost.
Well, actually, MTV hosts are about the only thing that scares me.
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 11:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 11:01 pm
I think I'm alone now. There doesn't seem to be anyone around....
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 11:04 pm
It's not a good idea to leave me alone.....I tend to get out of hand.....I'm talking to myself....The cheese is going to eat you....
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 11:05 pm
Come on and show your love, rip off the wings of a butterfly. For your soul, rip of the wings of a butterfly....
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 11:11 pm
There once was a man who lived in leeds.
He filled his garden full of seeds.
And when the seeds began to grow,
they were like a garden filled with snow.
And when the snow began to melt,
it was like a ship without a belt.
And when the ship began to sail,
it was like an bird without a tail.
And when the bird began to soar,
it was like lion at my door.
And when the lion began to roar,
it was like a penknife in my back.
And when my back began to bleed,
I was dead...dead....dead indeed!
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 11:12 pm
The above poem may not be correct....I learned it ten or so years ago....
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Syke_O generated a random number between
7 and 666 ...
208!
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Posted: Sun Jul 16, 2006 11:15 pm
Okay, it's 0115 hours and I am watching a program about sea snakes...sea crates (don't know how to spell it) to be exact. The are the only sea snakes to bare eggs....I think....my brain could very well be shutting down....
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