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Julian Cope - World Shut Your Mouth
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Topic:
UFC 113 Recap
Edited by
MiVidaLoca
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Wed 05/12/10 11:33 AM
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Re: Nelson. What is it about that guy, He has talent and a good record, but I still can't stand him. I think maybe it's his crap personality plus his appearance that make me want to see him get his butt handed to him everytime I see him step into the cage. LOL
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Topic:
What's your random thought?
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Pondering the place navel lint holds in the world.......got way to much time on my hands eh.
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Topic:
UFC 113 Recap
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The lady knows her MMA, gjcraig however should probably give up sniffing glue before he posts. I agree Mitrone has some possibilities and seems to be improving but:
" By the way I'd say Mitrone would have a good shot at beating Kongo, Mir, Noguerra, or Nelson. " That's just insane Mitrone would get owned by any of those guys. Dos Santos, Karlos Vemola and Todd Duffee are prospects. Mitrone is a prelim fighter who has only beaten 2 TUF competitors and remember he quit like a dog when he was on TUF. Kos is a punk with a glass jaw, he beat Daley because of his superior wrestling skills now he's going against GSP who already out wrestled him and would kill him at standup. |
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the 1970s
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Sweet Lorraine- Uriah Heep
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Snoring = Dealbreaker??
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Had an ex who snored so loud she sometimes woke herself up..true story.
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slow
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Having feelings is normal but it doesn't necessarily mean should get back together.
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I Mother Earth
"Used To Be Alright" It's pretty good, the wine The way that we look at Ten to eight in the morning Just talking, still awake in Dawn and dew drinking, thinking Always... Remembering the laughs, the time We got high for seven days down In New Orleans and it seemed like No one else knew we were just The moon and sun in fog before the Heat burned it away and took The sleep from tired heads on Beds of reaching hands, of road trip Breath and long tall freedom And then you long For the days of trippin' down The long road just reading the Signs that show you the way to A higher place you meditate to Feel the quiet of the earth That was back When we used to be alright Another shame, the way The city smells worse on A hot day in August...2 PM Right before us good movers Move and us shakers break Our hearts getting home to Country love and the garbage Dump by the dried up creek Near the forest that once had life And then I turn on the news Somebody shoot me soon I'm tired of over heating, falling Quick to bending knees and Broken veins, of always needing Faith to get to shore and break All the vows I've made No time or presence Of mind to wonder why No time for questions of Why I wonder why Something's wrong...again The noise shakes the ground There's a rage in The crowd and I'm a face In the crowd, what's your name? You're sinkin' in the sand Standing next to me, a river Running through your pants, afraid To trust me when my hands Are helping you |
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first trip home in 5 yrs in july
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reaction
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Seemed appropriate not as a lament just an obsevation
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I Mother Earth-
"So Gently We Go" Fill my head with Your nonsense You can breathe my breath Till I turn red Close your eyes Try to follow me If you close your eyes You can become me You can park your shoes On my front step Then gently walk barefoot Through my sunken chest I'll shade my eyes from The burning sun But feel confident 'Cause we're as bold As love... and laughter Wake me up when The day is late so I can watch the sunset and go back to bed And dream so real A fantastic stage Psychodramatic means to Uncertain ends I'll scare you blind with My confidence As cool as Jesus And his twelve best friends The reason we can Do these things is that The Earth has told Of an outrageous spring... Remembered We'll meet for breakfast In the sun room The feeling in my soul As sweet as good perfume Leave your sex At the door... come in There's ecstasy for all No need to leave your name Pirouettes We will make in game On the ceiling Movies of our lives will play The reason we can Do these thngs is that Our minds are clouded And we can't see Straight Maybe I've playedv My part But it's a players Art Me and my friends We were just living... playing I've heard the sound That silence makes And I realize the world Can break From the inside out Or outside in On a breath of wind |
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Topic:
What's your random thought?
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what would happen if mirrors could talk Even worse what if they could film & post on youtube! ![]() |
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helo people
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Badda Boom!
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Buy the Ticket, Take the Ride
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predisposed notions.
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As a teenager that seemed to happen often. Mostly from listening to friends talk about sombody and assuming they must be right about them. Found out as often as they were right they were wrong. Life lesson learned there.
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Can't Sleep Clowns Will Eat Me!
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Casually mention you'll have more time to talk later but right now you have to get to the university because you part of a study on the longterm effects of gonorrhea.
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