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Electric sock treatment
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C'mon, let the dog see the rabbi...
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I was thinking one might progress through the hole pom by Clement Clarke Moore, lie by lie... (thus continuing Not a creature was sirring, not even a muse) and so on.
Sounds a goo idea... may I provide ink?
(Kim) . . . and navvies who can't even afford their own hovel.
Not to mention street-sweepers dealing with the extra garage with only a bush.
I'm glad I don't live in the U.S. of A.. When tornadoes run through the mid-west they have huge ranches land in back yards. Here we just have eaves cluttering up the place.
*sings* - "You say tonadoes and I say tonahdoes...."
I've been told all my life that money, like tomatoes, doesn't grow on trees. I dispute this. I have also been told that owning a house is like money in the bank. Where do you find houses? Lined up in trees. I rest my case.
Take a tip: Mornington Crescent
*shouts, screams, generally goes wild for penelope*
good game, good game, but it needs a beak.
And anyway we can always keep this going under the lie.
It ain't over till the fat lady sins.
[softers] are you calling me pump?
How could anyone thin such a thing?
alfrdd hitchcock is totally hot
http://people.ambrosiasw.com/~andrew/funny/Bellybutton.jpg
[Itchcock: read it and wee!]
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