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Classic, just freakin classic.
Isolated Blurt Thread
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Samandiriel
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Tried to find you, 
English Lady
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scottmcc said:English Lady is nice, i like talking to her.
Aawwww *blushing* bless your heart
Blurt : I just don't wanna go away today. I wanna stay in cyberspace!
Nirvanadragones
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carsonshepherd
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but i just went to bed like, ten minutes ago 
artisticbiguy
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just because you are putting your hands about a foot lower than your keyboard doesn't mean its HER fault... that AV of her's -should- be inspiring torid love scenes, not torrid distension of your jeans!Belegon said:
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artisticbiguy said:
Can't it do both?
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I really, REALLY should clean the bedroom. All the dustbunnies have mustaches.
rgraham666
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malachiteink said:
Is that all?
Mine are carnivorous.
'Scuse me.
WHACK!
It's why I keep my nunchucks next to my computer.
rgraham666
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Man, someone's developed a real hate-on for my BDSM stuff.
I don't care, asshole!
I don't care, asshole!
RedHairedandFriendly
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I just need to blurt!
I had a friend once
I would have called her my best-friend
but then a dirty secret came to me
I learned that she spoke behind my back
Oh my friend you ask how I know?
I know because she spoke to me.
She spoke to me unaware that she was doing it.
I was there, not hiding, just listening
as she spilled words filled with lies at me
I read them, over and over, and tears fell.
I forgave my friend until...
I learned she was doing it again.
It was then I knew that she was not my friend
but the friend of jealousy and spite.
She had become second to the world and for a moment
another slipped in and stole her limelight.
Am I angry with the girl I once called friend?
No, I feel sorry for her.
I feel sorry that she must sit behind her little screen
and type out words full of lies and treachery.
I feel sorry for those that believe her and take her at face value
because they have not been on the receiving end of her vindictive snare.
I feel sorry for the people that have known her for years and believe
her to be a nice woman, a kind woman, a sweet woman.
Oh my lads and lasses...
The things she says behind your back would make tears fall from your eyes.
But there is a difference between her and I
and it is called Values.
I have them, she does not and so she will
continue to spill her acid and people will continue to swim in it
never knowing how close they are to her knife
and how beautiful to her their backs look
as she stands there waiting and poised to
impale it and twist it just right that there comes a time
when her words spill from the lips of another and once more
you sit there shocked and confused,
as another believes her web of lies
and you are sucked into her vortex of pain.
I had a friend once
I would have called her my best-friend
but then a dirty secret came to me
I learned that she spoke behind my back
Oh my friend you ask how I know?
I know because she spoke to me.
She spoke to me unaware that she was doing it.
I was there, not hiding, just listening
as she spilled words filled with lies at me
I read them, over and over, and tears fell.
I forgave my friend until...
I learned she was doing it again.
It was then I knew that she was not my friend
but the friend of jealousy and spite.
She had become second to the world and for a moment
another slipped in and stole her limelight.
Am I angry with the girl I once called friend?
No, I feel sorry for her.
I feel sorry that she must sit behind her little screen
and type out words full of lies and treachery.
I feel sorry for those that believe her and take her at face value
because they have not been on the receiving end of her vindictive snare.
I feel sorry for the people that have known her for years and believe
her to be a nice woman, a kind woman, a sweet woman.
Oh my lads and lasses...
The things she says behind your back would make tears fall from your eyes.
But there is a difference between her and I
and it is called Values.
I have them, she does not and so she will
continue to spill her acid and people will continue to swim in it
never knowing how close they are to her knife
and how beautiful to her their backs look
as she stands there waiting and poised to
impale it and twist it just right that there comes a time
when her words spill from the lips of another and once more
you sit there shocked and confused,
as another believes her web of lies
and you are sucked into her vortex of pain.
OhMissScarlett
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20-6!
Well, that takes the fucking biscuit!
Well, that takes the fucking biscuit!
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RedHairedandFriendly
Too much red on Red?
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jammies 
scheherazade_79
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I've had too much vitamin B and now it's turned my pee bright yellow. Seriously... it glows so much it looks like I grew up around Chernobyl
RedHairedandFriendly
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That reminded me of when my kid ate a "soy" based purple crayon and later in life a green one. . .needless to say. . . interesting diaper changes. (heads off to lurk.ABSTRUSE said:
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