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If you could???? Who? What? Where? How? If you could spend the whole day and night with a (celebrity..orger..anyone).
Who would it be and what would you do with them...anything you wanted to do... Decribe what you'd do.....all day and all night... I've got my person.....Rt Our day isn't fully planned yet!!  | |
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Rob Thomas!
We'd have sex! He'd do me like I was Tom Cruise!  | |
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I would spend my day with Kebab King.
We would begin by washing his camel, shoveling up the camel's excrement, and saddling him up. The King would take me for a ride in the desert and confide in me where Usama Bin Laden is, but then he would distract me with one of his mouth watering Kebabs and I would forget to call the White House. We would bake in the sun, he becoming browner and lovelier, me becoming a flaming red tomato. I would then blister and he would rub aloe all over me. We would find an oasis and drink until we both get that sick, "I drank too much water on an empty stomach" feeling. He would rock me to sleep while I tried to pretend his arm pits did not smell of Vidalia onions. I would awaken in a hammock made of camel hairs, except it would be flat on the ground because camel hairs are not strong enough to make hammocks out of. [Edited 7/1/05 5:38am] | |
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Jacques Brel. I would go to the pub with him, drink wine till we get very drunk, philosophize about life, listen to his sweet voice and let him sing 'Marieke' for me on guitar. I would ask the bastard why he decided to die before I was even born.  [Edited 7/1/05 5:46am] | |
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James Blake
I want this guy inside of me ..and i want to taste him and stuff  | |
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Nikki23 said: James Blake
I want this guy inside of me ..and i want to taste him and stuff  !!!!! | |
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I'd say, "can i have a P please, Bob" and we'd fall around laughing all weekend! 
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I'd put my head in her lap and listen to her sing. | |
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JoeyMFinCoco said:
I'd put my head in her lap and listen to her sing. "...and listen to her sing" WHAT?! You get your head in her lap and that is all you wanna do?!?! | |
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rocknrolldave said: JoeyMFinCoco said:
I'd put my head in her lap and listen to her sing. "...and listen to her sing" WHAT?! You get your head in her lap and that is all you wanna do?!?! Don't worry, he's a multi-tasker | |
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Fleshofmyflesh said: rocknrolldave said: "...and listen to her sing" WHAT?! You get your head in her lap and that is all you wanna do?!?! Don't worry, he's a multi-tasker ...never heard it called that before.... | |
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He is an Orger..
First I would slap him hard across the face, and he will hit me back Then I will cry, and then I will laugh and give him a big hugggg One day and one night will not be enough cos we would talk for days on end, both of us losing sleep, but never being tired. WSe would chat and laugh and cry together. I would explore his hands, arms, shoulders, chest, back with my fingers until I had traced all his body inch by inch.. Then I would squeeze his hands tightly, and snuggle into him, never letting go until the day I die.. 
Thats what I would do.. | |
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REDFEATHERS said: He is an Orger..
Yikes First I would slap him hard across the face, and he will hit me back Then I will cry, and then I will laugh and give him a big hugggg One day and one night will not be enough cos we would talk for days on end, both of us losing sleep, but never being tired. WSe would chat and laugh and cry together. I would explore his hands, arms, shoulders, chest, back with my fingers until I had traced all his body inch by inch.. Then I would squeeze his hands tightly, and snuggle into him, never letting go until the day I die..
Thats what I would do..  | |
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Nikki23 said: James Blake
I want this guy inside of me ..and i want to taste him and stuff  He is quite fuckable no doubt about that.  [Edited 7/1/05 17:41pm] | |
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Fleshofmyflesh said: I would spend my day with Kebab King.
We would begin by washing his camel, shoveling up the camel's excrement, and saddling him up. The King would take me for a ride in the desert and confide in me where Usama Bin Laden is, but then he would distract me with one of his mouth watering Kebabs and I would forget to call the White House. We would bake in the sun, he becoming browner and lovelier, me becoming a flaming red tomato. I would then blister and he would rub aloe all over me. We would find an oasis and drink until we both get that sick, "I drank too much water on an empty stomach" feeling. He would rock me to sleep while I tried to pretend his arm pits did not smell of Vidalia onions. I would awaken in a hammock made of camel hairs, except it would be flat on the ground because camel hairs are not strong enough to make hammocks out of. [Edited 7/1/05 5:38am]
Oh Flesh, where do you come up with them.... | |
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I'd spend the day with Lloyd Cole. I'd make him compose a moody song in my honor, and then I'd make sweet love to the sweet Lloyd. Insatiable taught me everything I know about balls.
"I was born dancing! I came dancing out of my mom's vagina! Moonwalking and stuff..." - Number23 on the telphone. | |
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Fleshofmyflesh said: Fleshofmyflesh said: I would spend my day with Kebab King.
We would begin by washing his camel, shoveling up the camel's excrement, and saddling him up. The King would take me for a ride in the desert and confide in me where Usama Bin Laden is, but then he would distract me with one of his mouth watering Kebabs and I would forget to call the White House. We would bake in the sun, he becoming browner and lovelier, me becoming a flaming red tomato. I would then blister and he would rub aloe all over me. We would find an oasis and drink until we both get that sick, "I drank too much water on an empty stomach" feeling. He would rock me to sleep while I tried to pretend his arm pits did not smell of Vidalia onions. I would awaken in a hammock made of camel hairs, except it would be flat on the ground because camel hairs are not strong enough to make hammocks out of. [Edited 7/1/05 5:38am]
Oh Flesh, where do you come up with them.... I know, when you spend time writing something that's longer than three lines on the org you want some damn appreciation, even if you have to do it yourself. | |
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retina said: Fleshofmyflesh said:
Oh Flesh, where do you come up with them.... I know, when you spend time writing something that's longer than three lines on the org you want some damn appreciation, even if you have to do it yourself. Exactly! But I should know that whenever I write something with real effort to be funny, it bombs... If I say something dumb and shallow, it's like flies on shite. | |
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2the9s said: Rob Thomas!
We'd have sex! He'd do me like I was Tom Cruise! Hey....Watch it.....I'm watching you...one more comment and I'm gonna find out where you live and people will be wondering how you got in that position.... | |
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I think one day, i have to watch some special stuff with PT...  | |
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Fleshofmyflesh said: Fleshofmyflesh said: I would spend my day with Kebab King.
We would begin by washing his camel, shoveling up the camel's excrement, and saddling him up. The King would take me for a ride in the desert and confide in me where Usama Bin Laden is, but then he would distract me with one of his mouth watering Kebabs and I would forget to call the White House. We would bake in the sun, he becoming browner and lovelier, me becoming a flaming red tomato. I would then blister and he would rub aloe all over me. We would find an oasis and drink until we both get that sick, "I drank too much water on an empty stomach" feeling. He would rock me to sleep while I tried to pretend his arm pits did not smell of Vidalia onions. I would awaken in a hammock made of camel hairs, except it would be flat on the ground because camel hairs are not strong enough to make hammocks out of. [Edited 7/1/05 5:38am]
Oh Flesh, where do you come up with them....
Oh Flesh, where do you come up with them.... | |
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Lizzy7701 said: Fleshofmyflesh said:
Oh Flesh, where do you come up with them....
Oh Flesh, where do you come up with them....  Oh Lizzy.....you had me at Oh Flesh..... | |
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orger...out of the ones I've never met I'd spend the day with sinister listening to music and talking
celebrity...Gene Simmons  again, listening to music and talking | |
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Valentino Rossi
To hang with all the chicks of course!!!  | |
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Probably God. I'm sure she has something interresting to say. If not, we'll just have sex  | |
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My granddad
we would go to france and germany he could hold my hand like he did when i was a little girl he would share all his storys i was too young to appreciate when i was young of how he was in the raf, we would talk and laugh as i remember us doing when he used to look after me while my parents went to work late at night he would share his storys of my dad growing up, of northern ireland and i wouldn't bat an eyelid at his smoking a million cigerettes, I would love his strong tea and his terrible cooking. 
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lollyp0p said: My granddad
we would go to france and germany he could hold my hand like he did when i was a little girl he would share all his storys i was too young to appreciate when i was young of how he was in the raf, we would talk and laugh as i remember us doing when he used to look after me while my parents went to work late at night he would share his storys of my dad growing up, of northern ireland and i wouldn't bat an eyelid at his smoking a million cigerettes, I would love his strong tea and his terrible cooking.
i miss him.
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EarthAirFireWater said: orger...out of the ones I've never met I'd spend the day with sinister listening to music and talking
celebrity...Gene Simmons again, listening to music and talkinganyone whether passed or not...my Mum  | |
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EarthAirFireWater said: lollyp0p said: My granddad
we would go to france and germany he could hold my hand like he did when i was a little girl he would share all his storys i was too young to appreciate when i was young of how he was in the raf, we would talk and laugh as i remember us doing when he used to look after me while my parents went to work late at night he would share his storys of my dad growing up, of northern ireland and i wouldn't bat an eyelid at his smoking a million cigerettes, I would love his strong tea and his terrible cooking.
i miss him.
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