Yes it is. Its a subconscious thing.Quote:
Originally Posted by Oneironaught
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Yes it is. Its a subconscious thing.Quote:
Originally Posted by Oneironaught
Dobro is a brand name, not a type of instrument. Yes, Dobro does make resonator guitars but resonator guitars are NOT called Dobros. I love it when people argue me on subjects about which my knowledge is clearly superior.
Right, because anything I ever do for - or with - others is nothing more than a quest to become polished off. Thanks for helping me understand just how shallow some people can be :rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by Half/Dreaming
I wanna go to Ponyville!!!!!!
Or perhaps it is shallow of you to believe that "you" are in full control of your actions.Quote:
Originally Posted by Oneironaught
Mostly it was a joke. But attractive women will make you do things that you would not normally do. Do you dispute that?
Boobies!!!!
Ik ben onder je bed! :shock:
Absolutely not, I know that to be fact!Quote:
Originally Posted by Half/Dreaming
Boobies good :DQuote:
Boobies!!!!
Hatred... From... This... Site... :(
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Why are creastionists fact-evasive? Why are they too proud to accept ignorance? Why do they believe in a non-existent god?
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Boobies!!!Quote:
Originally Posted by Seismosaur
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I wish I had sweater puppets.
On serious contemplation, I have realized the following: I'm probably just lazy.
All I know is said to me, you like your lots of fun. Open up your love and watch out here I come.
You spin me right round baby right round
Like a record baby right round round round
Edit, User CP, User CP!
Where?!!Quote:
Originally Posted by Half/Dreaming
I watched the radish as it rolled slowly towards the edge of the table, unsure if its inertia would take it all the way. It hesitated, made one final revolution, and wobbled to a stop maddeningly close to the brink. I stood immobile, hoping it would somehow reanimate. The trail of water the radish had left behind began to bead with agonizing finality on the fornica expanse.
I sighed.
I had no choice, after all. I reached out and gently prodded the thing with the tip of my knife. It tipped towards the ledge, paused for one final moment, balancing perfectly on its side, and dropped from the counter.
It hit the floor with a satisfying thud, and Lucky trotted over to assess the situation. After a few brief sniffs, I heard the radish crunch sickeningly in his jaws. I turned back to my salad with resignation. I had had no choice. That radish was far too spherical for culinary use.
I wish I didn't take that free souvenir home with me.
Sharing food and beds and such is one thing.
Sharing a cold is another thing altogether.
Don't anyone ever say that pj is not a generous man. I happen to know that he, in fact, is. Thank you, Sir :D
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In my MIND!!! They're eating me!!!!!Quote:
Originally Posted by badassbob
Where the blades of grass and arrows rain
Is that really such a bad thing? It sounds like one of those once in a lifetime experiences that you should cherish. I say let them get on with it.Quote:
Originally Posted by Half/Dreaming
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Originally Posted by badassbob
Not if they have teeth!!!