
hope your on your toes quickly.
Moderator: Priests of Syrinx
Chuck you Farley unless I get some of that bourbon too!Me wrote:You could let me do it? I got a wooden stick for you and some bourbon for me...and I promiss to use a sharp knife.really though that must hurt,
hope your on your toes quickly.
Run like hellYestermorrow wrote:Okay, I'll bite. What does one do with reconstituted ligaments? And why be cool when you can be unique?Me wrote:staple gun in hand...besides I was thinking of using your reconstituted ligaments! I guess I'm not cool and have to be cast out at any rate
Me wrote: "Now let us ryde, and herkneth what I seye
And with that word we ride forth our weye."
A GENTAL HAND A SECRETE TOUCH ON THE HEART
Strapped to my hog for a weeks worth of riding.Yestermorrow wrote:Me wrote: "Now let us ryde, and herkneth what I seye
And with that word we ride forth our weye."
A GENTAL HAND A SECRETE TOUCH ON THE HEART
Being a wet cat with healing, but wounded paw, I can't help but ask, shouldn't that last line read:
And with that word we ryde with a fifthe on our weye?"
A GENTILE HAND A SECRETE TOUCHE' ON THE HEARTH.
Recipe cont.Me wrote:Strapped to my hog for a weeks worth of riding.Yestermorrow wrote:Me wrote: "Now let us ryde, and herkneth what I seye
And with that word we ride forth our weye."
A GENTAL HAND A SECRETE TOUCH ON THE HEART
Being a wet cat with healing, but wounded paw, I can't help but ask, shouldn't that last line read:
And with that word we ryde with a fifthe on our weye?"
A GENTILE HAND A SECRETE TOUCHE' ON THE HEARTH.
I suppose you'd like to hear the formular of becoming a thinking mind
A huge helping of those that became before
A cup of understanding
I'm tired and don't want to give it all away, you continue the recipe and
I'll have the dessert of love
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I suppose it's time for me to talk to myself once again...surely been waiting on friendsMe wrote:Ok I had enough of this bullshit....I feel a good bitch coming on![]()
and her name isn't Sally Sand Paper... :shock:I'm not listening in the hour of nature or thoughtless youth but the sad music of humanity. Oh shit, the perplexity manifested in our lifes. It isn't always a tootsie pop with a chocolate middle...oh how I like the middle. Da di da da this booggle shit is easy for the cats fur isn't always wet.
"Now let us ryde, and herkneth what I seye
And with that word we ride forth our weye."
Some wise pilgrim said that! Maybe it should be taken heed of under the circumstances that came about while I was away. Silly people with kindness forgotten riding your own dreams. Absolute indifference towards anothers inward thoughts...how can this be, why? You all think this is some kind of chest game or a table with flowers for you? It must of been bananas or pizza without the cheese or the guy next door even though he moved and wisely so. My cloths have finish the spin cycle and now must go into the dryer, so next time maybe we can say hi... like a Ghost Rider!
A GENTAL HAND A SECRETE TOUCH ON THE HEART