My life is funny. Is everyone's life funny?
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Michele Hernandez
- Kick-Ass 2
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- Location: Monterey, CA...........star light, star bright
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Michele Hernandez
- Kick-Ass 2
- Posts: 1422
- Joined: Sun Dec 25, 2005 7:41 am
- Location: Monterey, CA...........star light, star bright
Fairy tales are good...I'm just messing around...I never really believed in the fairy-tale ending for myself...until now...... 
Because I think that a lot of what you get has to do with how you think, so it doesn't hurt to believe
But maybe they give the wrong message to children, it's a debate, I actually don't like a lot of the messages Disney puts out there. For instances some I don't like are Beauty and the Beast...others I can't think of right now
Because I think that a lot of what you get has to do with how you think, so it doesn't hurt to believe
But maybe they give the wrong message to children, it's a debate, I actually don't like a lot of the messages Disney puts out there. For instances some I don't like are Beauty and the Beast...others I can't think of right now
How do you get rid of three trousers in a day?
Here's how...
1. You carelessly saunter too close to the bench on the sidewalk that has a nail jutting out for the sole purpose of catching your trouser leg and ripping it a good three inches.
2. You go home for another trouser. It is wrinkled and needs an iron. Your $10 dollar bargain iron decides to promptly gets stuck on it and leaves a moderate but dark enough burn to render it useless. The thin thread of sanity has become thinner.
3. You change into another one quite uneventfully for the rest of the day. But wait. In the evening you probably feel the trouser is hungry and heap a generous helping of red cabbage on your lap. And no, it doesn't come off.
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Here's how...
1. You carelessly saunter too close to the bench on the sidewalk that has a nail jutting out for the sole purpose of catching your trouser leg and ripping it a good three inches.
2. You go home for another trouser. It is wrinkled and needs an iron. Your $10 dollar bargain iron decides to promptly gets stuck on it and leaves a moderate but dark enough burn to render it useless. The thin thread of sanity has become thinner.
3. You change into another one quite uneventfully for the rest of the day. But wait. In the evening you probably feel the trouser is hungry and heap a generous helping of red cabbage on your lap. And no, it doesn't come off.
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quirky
- Sonic 3
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- Location: first a coupla gametes then a zygote
I think I've turned evil.
Remember the convenience store with the solicitous middle eastern guys?
Today the guy in the shop (who I've seen before) is about 60, I'd say.
I ask for my Marlboros and when he gives them to me, he did this really obvious looking me completely up and down.
I'm wearing an oversized navy Fila sweatshirt and navy sweat pants...I'm thinking gimme a #$%^ break.
Then he says, "I think you real nice lady maybe you give me phone number?" And he picks up a pen while I'm inhaling and trying to think of a graceful way to back out of this.
I wind up saying, "I'm just REALLY not interested...."
I could said, "I don't have a phone" or "I'm seeing someone....."
But no...I just get this expression on my face that already says it all and then land the verbal coup de grace.
Seriously, he's 60.....
Remember the convenience store with the solicitous middle eastern guys?
Today the guy in the shop (who I've seen before) is about 60, I'd say.
I ask for my Marlboros and when he gives them to me, he did this really obvious looking me completely up and down.
I'm wearing an oversized navy Fila sweatshirt and navy sweat pants...I'm thinking gimme a #$%^ break.
Then he says, "I think you real nice lady maybe you give me phone number?" And he picks up a pen while I'm inhaling and trying to think of a graceful way to back out of this.
I wind up saying, "I'm just REALLY not interested...."
I could said, "I don't have a phone" or "I'm seeing someone....."
But no...I just get this expression on my face that already says it all and then land the verbal coup de grace.
Seriously, he's 60.....
"When in doubt, tell the truth."
Mark Twain
Mark Twain
