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  I'll Tell You What I Want, What I really Really Want

  by cantleave in

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  John Doe

  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JoaiWe-SNsM
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  I'll Tell You What I Want, What I really Really Want

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  John Doe

  20 lashes with a wet noodle for implanting that music travesty virus in my head.
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  It's been 18 days

  by John Doe in

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  since i last thought of the rain though i can smell the dampness in the frosty air and hear the trickling thunder in the darkened distance beyond the naked trees jutting into the cool night veil of darkness as the pulse in my neck quickens and then slows and pushes life through the arteries sleeping beneath the surface of quiet solitude and drifting away into the slumber that awaits the death of awareness.

  and then i scratch my balls and belch..

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  lol
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  Can You Help Me With This Ditloid?

  by snowbird in

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  20 = q in (a, v, or m).. please, and thanks.

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  sylvia.

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  Google is your friend. ;-) 20 = questions, in animal, vegetable, or mineral

  http://www.berro.com/entertainment/mental_challenges.htm
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  Death ... friend or enemy?

  by The Berean in

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  without a life expectancy, would mankind stagnate?

  what incentive would there be to stay busy, set goals, desire a mate and children, or care for others who would never be in harms way?

  why would we do anything today if we always had a tomorrow?could it be that death is natures prod and a necessary motivator of life and should be thus celebrated?.

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  Death is the cleaning maggots on the assbag of humanity.
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  It's been 18 days

  by John Doe in

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  since i last thought of the rain though i can smell the dampness in the frosty air and hear the trickling thunder in the darkened distance beyond the naked trees jutting into the cool night veil of darkness as the pulse in my neck quickens and then slows and pushes life through the arteries sleeping beneath the surface of quiet solitude and drifting away into the slumber that awaits the death of awareness.

  and then i scratch my balls and belch..

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  John Doe

  That's what she said.
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  It's been 18 days

  by John Doe in

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  since i last thought of the rain though i can smell the dampness in the frosty air and hear the trickling thunder in the darkened distance beyond the naked trees jutting into the cool night veil of darkness as the pulse in my neck quickens and then slows and pushes life through the arteries sleeping beneath the surface of quiet solitude and drifting away into the slumber that awaits the death of awareness.

  and then i scratch my balls and belch..

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  John Doe

  Acid reflux is a bee with an itch.
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  What kind of men do women want?

  by FlyingHighNow in

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  we want men with good pecs in frilly aprons, with no shirts, happily washing dishes, cooking, folding diapers, while we take bubble baths, before we go to the bank with your gi-normous paychecks, who love run on sentences: that's what women want.

  hehe..

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  John Doe

  One day a little cat was walking through the park when he came across a pond. He peered into the pond and noticed that at the bottom of the pond there was a little cocktail sausage. The cat was feeling quite peckish so as the water wasn't that deep he reached in with his little paw and hooked the sausage out and ate it.
  
  The next day the cat was walking through the park again and he peered into the pond again - there was another sausage but this time it was a normal sized one so the cat reached in but this time he had to put his whole arm into the pond. The cat hooked the sausage out and ate it.
  
  The next day the cat looked into the pond and found an enormous Cumberland sausage at the bottom of the pond - it looked so delicious but it was so deep that he had to really stretch to get it, then SPLOSH - he fell in.
  
  The moral of the story is: The bigger the sausage - the wetter the *****.
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  It's been 18 days

  by John Doe in

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  since i last thought of the rain though i can smell the dampness in the frosty air and hear the trickling thunder in the darkened distance beyond the naked trees jutting into the cool night veil of darkness as the pulse in my neck quickens and then slows and pushes life through the arteries sleeping beneath the surface of quiet solitude and drifting away into the slumber that awaits the death of awareness.

  and then i scratch my balls and belch..

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  John Doe

  since I last thought of the rain though I can smell the dampness in the frosty air and hear the trickling thunder in the darkened distance beyond the naked trees jutting into the cool night veil of darkness as the pulse in my neck quickens and then slows and pushes life through the arteries sleeping beneath the surface of quiet solitude and drifting away into the slumber that awaits the death of awareness. And then I scratch my balls and belch.
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  What kind of women do men want?

  by semelcred in

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  i ve just read the blog asking what sort of man a woman wants!

  i am fed up in this world that men don't stand up and start letting the sisters in the world know what we really need.

  lets take the game to them!!.

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  John Doe

  lol @ John Doe. I knew you were going to pick up on that. You're nothing if not predictable. ;)

  I make it a point to listen and hear when ladies speak and understand their innermost thoughts and desires.