Alej said: 50 years and he still can't spell
You bastard, you almost made me choke on my drink. | |
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ToraToraDreams said: Alej said: 50 years and he still can't spell
You bastard, you almost made me choke on my drink. | |
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The word is SCAM. Studies have shown the ass crack of the average Prince fan to be abnormally large. This explains the ease and frequency of their panties bunching up in it. |
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This thread is making me hungry.... | |
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Part 2...
Dearly Beloved, We've been through the pain The darkness and the haze We've been through empty days And tearful purple rain. I could love U in so many ways Like the sunshine in May I believe it's time 2 play.~T How's that 4 spontaneity? "The Lion Sleeps Tonight... | |
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danzakairos said: I believe God is prepairing them both, apart.. so he can bring them together it's is like this, sometimes we have to go through the pain to find the pleasure,throught the dark to find the light. I also think he meant "he only knew her lips', as in he had kissed her, so therefore familiar with the touch only.
"No words were spoken, because none could be spoken. To their minds, the unspeakable feelings, were all consuming, the questions in their minds. Is this really happening? Is she/he really here beside me"? The above is how I imagine part 2 of the poem That Part 2 was 4 U danzakairos. "The Lion Sleeps Tonight... | |
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Tame said: danzakairos said: I believe God is prepairing them both, apart.. so he can bring them together it's is like this, sometimes we have to go through the pain to find the pleasure,throught the dark to find the light. I also think he meant "he only knew her lips', as in he had kissed her, so therefore familiar with the touch only.
"No words were spoken, because none could be spoken. To their minds, the unspeakable feelings, were all consuming, the questions in their minds. Is this really happening? Is she/he really here beside me"? The above is how I imagine part 2 of the poem That Part 2 was 4 U danzakairos. Thank you, T.... | |
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