Arrow...I made you pearls! And I don't drink cofffee!
Sassy, good to see your back....
LT is invisable too, and we can't see what you two are doing with your sunglasses off.
Hugs to everyone who feels lonely.
Arrow...I made you pearls! And I don't drink cofffee!
Sassy, good to see your back....
LT is invisable too, and we can't see what you two are doing with your sunglasses off.
Hugs to everyone who feels lonely.
i know that blondie spends a lot of time on the wt review.
she does the best job.
the reviews are right on.
Everyone said what I was wanting to say.
So just a great big Thank you!
Golden Girl,
That was a beautiful thing to say and a great tribute to your husband.
I have met many ones who thought they would never love again after a death, but because they knew how to love, found another, but not at an injustice to the one they lost. They knew what they had and would not take less.
To make everyone groan, love is an action word.
To be loved, you have to be loveable.
To love!
I got one of two of those..it is awesome.
Also a Friend is one you can call in the middle of the night, they are their in a heartbeat, and never have asked you why they were needed.
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imagine that you're givin the opportunity to win a substantial prize (say, 5000 dollars and a make-out session with angelina jolie or sam shepherd) if you can a) live for 60 days on one dollar per day, and b) retain your health better than other contestants.. ah, screw that, that's silly.
what would be your menu if you had to live on one dollar per day, and you could not accept free food?
I'd go for the dollar a day, get really really skinny, dye my hair blonde, marry Donald Trump and fire sixys ass.
today i was headed home from work when the four lane highway slowed to a crawl (accident a few miles ahead).
we were moving at about 3 to 5 mile per hour.
all the sudden this dumbass in the car next to me starts in on a honking fit.
sixy,
check mate
and i was scheduled to be either dead or petting lions.
something's messed up .
this message brought to you by the year 1957 and the word "maybe".
Gary,
You are killing me..
I want my teenage body back..it was pretty close to normal.
I was born in 1957
Great post!
today i was headed home from work when the four lane highway slowed to a crawl (accident a few miles ahead).
we were moving at about 3 to 5 mile per hour.
all the sudden this dumbass in the car next to me starts in on a honking fit.
I have this tunnel...I aways honk in it, even when there was a do not honk in tunnel sign on it. Because every time for the last 16 years I have honked, and it is a very few times people don't honk with me.
So elsewhere...they have to do do something...live and let live.
I think I would be a honker...especially after the traffic jam and I realize it was a flat on the side of the road.....honk people...don't rubberneck!
What was the question again?
,,,,while they were witnesses?
Mini, I am trying to be nice,
but your comments,_______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ NPY, ......I am not suggesting IN ANY WAY that molesters aren't molesters unless they have "witnesses" to prove it. And regarding your questions---- Where do you get these things?? I asked this question because in my experience as an elder I knew a few that were affected by molestation. In reading this thread, I see there were scores affected by molesters in the "Christian congregation". Some here have indicated that nearly every female they knew were molested! ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ This proves to me no one reads your comments, only your questions. Gee, where did we learn this from? I got my COMMENTS from life. So now you know whole lot of people who were molested and know of molesters. Congratulations.
and i was scheduled to be either dead or petting lions.
something's messed up .
this message brought to you by the year 1957 and the word "maybe".
Glad I didn't marry you...
And sorry..I am felling the same pain.