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originally posted by Sharon Bowman:
originally posted by Chris Coad:
Her heart was fashioned to be susceptible of love and sympathy, and when wrenched by misery to vice and hatred, it did not endure the violence of the change without torture such as you cannot even imagine.

How well you sing the silence!

Look! It's moving. It's alive. It's alive... It's alive, it's moving, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, it's alive, IT'S ALIVE!
 
Joe, dunno about you, but when I want to give shit to someone, I at least make sure I spell their name right. There may indeed be a David Buecker out there and he doesn't have the foggiest notion what you're talking about.
 
originally posted by Larry Stein:
Joe, dunno about you, but when I want to give shit to someone, I at least make sure I spell their name right.

Larry, if you were a fish you'd have a hook, some line and a sinker in your belly and would be on your way to becoming dinner.
 
Brad, please I'm not that naive. I may have lived in CA for nearly my whole life, but I was raised by native New Yorkers.

Just imagine some emotiwhirlies of the ironic kind above. But now that means I'm explaining the joke and we all know how that ends up...
 
originally posted by Larry Stein:
Brad, please I'm not that naive. I may have lived in CA for nearly my whole life, but I was raised by native New Yorkers.

Just imagine some emotiwhirlies of the ironic kind above. But now that means I'm explaining the joke and we all know how that ends up...

Maybe you should have Thor explain it? Jokes are really funny when Thor explains them.
 
Weird bored, but after all that time it grows on you. Welcome back from wherever, Sharon.
 
Scott, nice to see that your move to the town with no directional signs has given you a more positive, enlightened outlook on life. I, for one, am very happy for you.
 
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