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I hate it when I get like this. I should be grading papers and doing homework, but instead I'm in the mood for writing. Worse yet, I'm in the mood for writing poetry.
 
What a strange thought! :confused:

*sings*

Promiscuous girl
You're teasing me
You know what I want
And I got what you need

Promiscuous boy
Let's get to the point
Cause we're on a roll
Are you ready?
 
What a strange thought! :confused:

*sings*

Promiscuous girl
You're teasing me
You know what I want
And I got what you need

Promiscuous boy
Let's get to the point
Cause we're on a roll
Are you ready?
I can top that....the last thing I remember dreaming about was a head of cauliflower.
Wonder what that means?
 
This guy isn't breaking any rules in the gaming forum that I moderate, but he just posted about fifty stupid replies in a row, and I want to ban him so bad...
 
Have you ever had the need to say something, express some idea or whatever, and not known exactly how to say it.
That's me right now.
 
What is it about the act of taking a kid to urgent care that seems to miraculously clear up any illness?
 
I wish I didn't know where she worked so that I wouldn't think about her every time I drove by.
 
Two things -
1. Can I help you find the words?
2. That is a very pretty picture!

1. Um, no.
2. I thought more than just the bouncer should see this bra.


In other news- I wonder how much worse this year can get for my oldest, and I wonder how much damage this is going to do.
 
How did I end up like this? Some days it just feels like one should just stop struggling, just stop...

What is the point?

Maharat
 
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