Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 5:37 pm
too bad hairballs don't melt 
*pokes hairy with tongs*
too bad hairballs don't melt *pokes hairy with tongs*
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too bad hairballs don't melt *pokes hairy with tongs*
Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 6:29 pm
Hey, be nice or I'll steal yer stash. 
Posted: Sat Jun 17, 2006 8:36 pm
Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2006 5:34 pm
you got a big collection Xan and do they talk to you?
Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 5:26 am
I have no barbies in my house! I'd never let those bitches in...they should stay in boxes on the shelves of Walmarts!!!
I'd never let those bitches in...they should stay in boxes on the shelves of Walmarts!!!Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 5:46 am
I rounded the desolate road in the mist of the morning fog and could see the old farm stead ahead. It was quirky meeting Barbie for the first time
under the oaks long shawdows of the morning light while the roosters crowed...
signed Ken
under the oaks long shawdows of the morning light while the roosters crowed...
signed Ken
Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2006 5:48 am
Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 6:34 pm
"Hello?" Barbie called, with a nervous smile, you must be Ken?
"Hello" Ken blurted back, nice to finally meet you Barbie."Ken come, would you like some breakfast?
"yes thank you." Ken realizing how hungry he was when she led him into the kitchen of the old farm house. Barbie lifted the heavy spatula and flipped pancakes like a parisian chef. Between the flips Ken noticed the wig and the short plaid skirt that gave the appearance of a little girl playing dress-up in her mothers clothes, which he found endearing. "would you like some "Aunt Jemima, pure maple syrup? "Why yes, thank you." "The round food served reminded Ken of the circle of life. "You're handling all this very well, under the circumstances, Barbie." "Oh' Ken, please do call me Barb"? "OK, but I kind of like Barbie." "Barb just reminds me of all that rusted and twisted nasty barbwire." "Yes, I see what you mean Barbie will be just fine. " "Barbie please do tell me about that awful night down in the hollers of Virginia?" "Ken it is very hard but I shall try....
it all started in what seemed like the land of milk and honey."
"Hello" Ken blurted back, nice to finally meet you Barbie."Ken come, would you like some breakfast?
"yes thank you." Ken realizing how hungry he was when she led him into the kitchen of the old farm house. Barbie lifted the heavy spatula and flipped pancakes like a parisian chef. Between the flips Ken noticed the wig and the short plaid skirt that gave the appearance of a little girl playing dress-up in her mothers clothes, which he found endearing. "would you like some "Aunt Jemima, pure maple syrup? "Why yes, thank you." "The round food served reminded Ken of the circle of life. "You're handling all this very well, under the circumstances, Barbie." "Oh' Ken, please do call me Barb"? "OK, but I kind of like Barbie." "Barb just reminds me of all that rusted and twisted nasty barbwire." "Yes, I see what you mean Barbie will be just fine. " "Barbie please do tell me about that awful night down in the hollers of Virginia?" "Ken it is very hard but I shall try....
it all started in what seemed like the land of milk and honey."
Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2006 7:34 pm
Me......get back to work.......you obviously have too much time on your hands
Posted: Sat Jul 22, 2006 8:29 am
Posted: Fri Feb 09, 2007 4:49 pm
"Rushing along the path of a difficult life Ken, I see nothing to gain, nothing to hold, in my explaining the circumstances of my rutted path." However I see society's drowning in the shallow pool of egos far cry echoing across time. Our courses cut to pieces in our own lies and self deception. The crying sands of time covering our foolish paths soaked in the blood of bibical revenge. If we could dematerialized time in accepting our true selfs consciousness it would be like the love of a new borns hidden treasure.
The End
The End
Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 2:52 pm
*sings*
"This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end "
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...the Doors.....
"This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end "
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...the Doors.....
Posted: Sat Feb 10, 2007 10:09 pm
Our world hidden in our words, are they hieroglyphs to others?
Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 5:25 am
Just marching along being a good soldier for world peace.
Posted: Sun Feb 11, 2007 6:24 am
*note to schu...do not come into this thread when stoned again..*