08-26-2003, 08:23 PM
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Just me.
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pants
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08-26-2003, 08:53 PM
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Member
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Location: Australia
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down
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Time to go wash my wings polish my hÅlo and sharpen my hörns.
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08-26-2003, 09:10 PM
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Just me.
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Location: West central Illinois
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lower
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08-26-2003, 10:30 PM
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Stiff Member
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Location: Thousand Oaks, CA
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blue
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Lots of people talk and few of them know, soul of a woman was created below
I can't get through to her 'cause it doesn't permit
But I'm gonna give her everything I've got to give.
I hear your sweet voice calling
out my name
As I stare from a six foot cell
And from beyond I heard the words
Deceptively Yours
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08-26-2003, 10:54 PM
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<----Snappin' Pussy
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Location: Queensland, Australia
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Freezing
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Smile, it's the second best thing you can do with your mouth.
*~Sharni~*
If you go hunting tigers....be prepared when ya catch one!
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08-26-2003, 10:55 PM
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Stiff Member
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Location: Thousand Oaks, CA
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gullible
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Lots of people talk and few of them know, soul of a woman was created below
I can't get through to her 'cause it doesn't permit
But I'm gonna give her everything I've got to give.
I hear your sweet voice calling
out my name
As I stare from a six foot cell
And from beyond I heard the words
Deceptively Yours
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08-27-2003, 06:10 AM
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Just me.
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Location: West central Illinois
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duped
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08-27-2003, 07:50 AM
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Pixies favorite Rose
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Location: Ia
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tricked
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08-27-2003, 09:09 AM
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is not this trim anymore!
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Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: New England
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treated
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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.
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08-27-2003, 02:07 PM
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Southern Belle
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Location: The South
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gift
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08-27-2003, 02:08 PM
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is not this trim anymore!
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Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: New England
Posts: 21,709
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horse
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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.
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08-27-2003, 02:16 PM
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Southern Belle
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Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: The South
Posts: 3,731
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hoof
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08-27-2003, 02:29 PM
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is not this trim anymore!
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Join Date: Apr 2003
Location: New England
Posts: 21,709
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& mouth
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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.
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08-27-2003, 02:31 PM
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Southern Belle
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Join Date: Oct 2002
Location: The South
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disease
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08-27-2003, 06:22 PM
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Scottish Angel
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Location: Scotland
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sick
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Don't pet the sweaty things!!!!
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