Topic: Dear Diary, a new beginning | |
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G'nite kids ... Ill see you in the morning for our morning mouthpiece session ...
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g'nite.........sigh..........
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An immitation from New York
You're made in Japan From cheese and chalk You're hipy tarts hero 'cos you put on bad show Oh don't it show |
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Dear diary.......wow not much happened while I went to work..
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Dear diary......I wonder if purple............
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ohhhhhhhhh tired........talking to myself here......hmmmmm Id like to get my ears candled again.....my ears are all plugged up....I wonder if anyone around here even knows what that is???
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I do.
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Dear diary.......I bet he googled it!!!
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reminds me of a tale of adventure and daring
One I may have written in another time (if I had been greek and 3500 years older) ... a story of how Odysseus travelled home to Ithaca after the Trojan War. Along the way they faced many problems and troubles, but one of the best know stories of this, is the story of the Sirens. The Sirens are, as Storms describes them 'full of outward beauty, and sing beautifully seductive songs to lure unwitting sailors to come closer to their island, where their boats sink in the hidden rocks, and the Sirens waste little time hungrily devouring their flesh.' Odysseus knew of this of course, and had his sailors ears plugged with wax, and told them to look neither left nor right, but to keep on rowing until the boat had cleared the island. The man himself had different ideas though. He was to be tied to the mast, with open ears, as he wanted to hear the sirens song, he wanted to stay there until the songs were out of earshot. Of course, the songs were more than his otherwise strong will could resist. He was tempted beyond measure by their seductive promises of instant gratification. One siren even took on the from of his wife, Penelope, in an effort to persuade him he was home. The ropes held strong though, and he resisted the call of the sirens. Although his heart and soul said yes, his body was restrained by the ropes. His 'no' was not the result of revulsion at the temptation, but the product of an external shackle. ---- So, Gypsy, NO! You can not sing Harry a lullaby and then expect to jump his rapidly-degenerating bones |
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I just took a allergy pill......Im getting sleepier ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I once had my ears candled and it was fabulous!!! ![]() |
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I didn't google it
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[belushi] (sings) ... When Im calling yuuuu huuu huuu huuu, yuuuu huu huuuu, will you answer toooo ooo ooo oooooo, oooo ooooo ooooooooo
[bl8ant] shut up duncan [belushi] yes dear |
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[belushi] well, harry, using your aging problem, will not keep Gypsy away for long
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I'm aging?
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apparantly.......as we type.....right before our eyes!!!
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[belushi] See!! You are in denial ...
1st sign of aging is forgetting you are getting old ![]() |
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Hmmmm, I don't feel any older than I did yesterday.
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Dear diary.........oh I need a massage.....from my top of my head down......I could sleep in this hard crappy chair Im so in need of a massage......oh Im getting so sleepy.....
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