bluerains
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Make A Wish!!!!
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LeBroz
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bluerains said:vibes of YES...
this is a test....
YES Virginia...there is a Santa..ho ho ho....
No no no
mustn't say ho ho ho
it's not politically correct
some view it as offensive to women
Somebody — please — give the PC police a job!
I just wish I had the wherewithal to leave this cursed winter wonderland and move myself & my mother back to Atlanta...
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bluerains
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LeBroz said:
brings to mind the quote from 1900 ...Fu*k jazz too...and this tune says it all
so lets say Fu*k...PC.....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xVFRkrei1lQ
I had a chance to go to altanta a few months ago...a live altering decision ...
and then the flow set in motion means to stay on the sea...lets just say
it was a close call..have a great holiday...and z
THE "BLUE"makes wishes come true...
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My Erotic Trail
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I wish for wirled peas...
I mean...world peace (~_~)
I mean...world peace (~_~)
WickedEve
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I wish for some of that peppermint scented body spray from Bath and Body Works. I know it's weird to smell like peppermint but I thought maybe I could just squirt it all around my room... then walk through the pepperminty mist.
Oh, yeah, and world peace would be good too.
Oh, yeah, and world peace would be good too.
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WickedEve said:
Is that a little person the schnoodle is holding?
I got this perfume called Serendipitous that smells like chocolate. Really good chocolate. Walking through a chocolate mist is pretty cool. I want to open my mouth, but that would be a mistake.
Oh! I have to make a wish. I wish my cookies arrive in my daughters' hands unbroken. They're so pretty and after all this work it would be a real drag. Of course, I'm helping my wish along with bubble wrap. Maybe I'll pop a few bubbles and make more wishes.
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Tzara
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Well, hell.
I suppose I could wish for Eve and world enough and time to do her coyness (here something rhymes).
Hey. It's not a crime. At least not if it's consensual.
I think. (Thank you, Andy.)
But Evie already seems to have a boyfriend. Good for her. Oh, and there's that oh yeah, I'm happily married thing, too. So I guess that fantasy's out.
Anyway. What (else) would I wish for? Yeah, yeah, world peace. End to hunger and disease. The entire globe singing I'd Like to Buy the World a Coke, 'specially if I owned, say 10,000 shares of KO.
Heaven, of course, bunky.
But, failing that, what would I wish? How about a yellow '54 Corvette. Or maybe even a red one.
I'd even settle for being able to actually sit in one. They have notoriously tight seats.
Pace.
I suppose I could wish for Eve and world enough and time to do her coyness (here something rhymes).
Hey. It's not a crime. At least not if it's consensual.
I think. (Thank you, Andy.)
But Evie already seems to have a boyfriend. Good for her. Oh, and there's that oh yeah, I'm happily married thing, too. So I guess that fantasy's out.
Anyway. What (else) would I wish for? Yeah, yeah, world peace. End to hunger and disease. The entire globe singing I'd Like to Buy the World a Coke, 'specially if I owned, say 10,000 shares of KO.
Heaven, of course, bunky.
But, failing that, what would I wish? How about a yellow '54 Corvette. Or maybe even a red one.
I'd even settle for being able to actually sit in one. They have notoriously tight seats.
Pace.
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I wish for three more wishes (~_~)
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Dear Santa,
I haven't actually asked you for anything for a long time. Except that once... and, um, thank you... but this year I'm going to actually write a letter.
See, it's the blender.
It's the blender I had in college. I've nursed it through the Frothy Boat Drink Party phase, the take-the-blender-camping phase, the stray-puppies-who-need-warm-milk-and-dog-food-smoothies-every-four-hours phase...
We still use it despite the missing handle, the fact that we have to use a plate as a lid for it, the four non-functional buttons, the crack down the side that means you have to pour out whatever you're blending really fast so it doesn't leak out, and the fact that it makes a funny electric smell if you use the pulse function. Yes, one of the rubber feet is missing so it wobbles unless we prop it up with a bit of cardboard, and yes, it walks off the counter if you don't watch it at high speeds, but dammit, it still works. It has not lost its essential blender-ness.
Santa, as conservation-oriented as I am, as much as I hate the idea of putting an appliance in a landfill somewhere, I believe I have really truly sucked all the goodness out of this blender. It was a hand-me-down when I got it in 1985, and it has lived a very good life.
This blender has gotten to see so many interesting moments, and it's really like an old friend. It has made soup for sick people and smoothies for mornings when I'm late for work and whiskey sours for countless holidays and orange juice for hangovers when I'm too impatient to thaw the frozen can. This blender has been to remote campsites and motel rooms and has witnessed numerous kitchen-dramas in at least fifteen different homes. This blender has had an excellent and interesting life, compared to most blenders.
But my heart breaks now as I write the fact of the matter: Santa, I think it's really time for a new blender. Maybe if I just tell the old one that it's going to get a new baby sister, it won't be too distraught.
I've been very, very good.
hail santa.
bijou
I haven't actually asked you for anything for a long time. Except that once... and, um, thank you... but this year I'm going to actually write a letter.
See, it's the blender.
It's the blender I had in college. I've nursed it through the Frothy Boat Drink Party phase, the take-the-blender-camping phase, the stray-puppies-who-need-warm-milk-and-dog-food-smoothies-every-four-hours phase...
We still use it despite the missing handle, the fact that we have to use a plate as a lid for it, the four non-functional buttons, the crack down the side that means you have to pour out whatever you're blending really fast so it doesn't leak out, and the fact that it makes a funny electric smell if you use the pulse function. Yes, one of the rubber feet is missing so it wobbles unless we prop it up with a bit of cardboard, and yes, it walks off the counter if you don't watch it at high speeds, but dammit, it still works. It has not lost its essential blender-ness.
Santa, as conservation-oriented as I am, as much as I hate the idea of putting an appliance in a landfill somewhere, I believe I have really truly sucked all the goodness out of this blender. It was a hand-me-down when I got it in 1985, and it has lived a very good life.
This blender has gotten to see so many interesting moments, and it's really like an old friend. It has made soup for sick people and smoothies for mornings when I'm late for work and whiskey sours for countless holidays and orange juice for hangovers when I'm too impatient to thaw the frozen can. This blender has been to remote campsites and motel rooms and has witnessed numerous kitchen-dramas in at least fifteen different homes. This blender has had an excellent and interesting life, compared to most blenders.
But my heart breaks now as I write the fact of the matter: Santa, I think it's really time for a new blender. Maybe if I just tell the old one that it's going to get a new baby sister, it won't be too distraught.
I've been very, very good.
hail santa.
bijou
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Geez, now I'm ready to send you a blender. All that good samaritan puppy gruel you made has touched my Scroogy heart. God bless us every one.
unpredictablebijou
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Geez, now I'm ready to send you a blender. All that good samaritan puppy gruel you made has touched my Scroogy heart. God bless us every one.
Those puppies, who were so small I could hold both of them with one arm, are a brother and sister pair, mixed coonhound and lab, and now weigh respectively 100 and 115 pounds.
When we first found them we made their bed in a laundry basket.
My mate has about 6 times as many pictures of them as he has of me. And rightly so. They're much cuter.
bj
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The last time I used the av photo of me and Mr. Wong (the doggie), some wise apple (that durn Hatfield tungtied2u, I believe) referred to the dog as eagleyez. But that couldn't be because Mr. Wong was way hairier. Also eagleyez is much more opinionated than Mr. Wong. And he can't run as fast, but he's a champion driver. But I digress.
I found this poem I wrote in December of 2004. It kinda made me a little teary because two of the people in it are gone from us now, but I thought I'd post it here. This seems like a good thread for it.
A Literotica Poets' Christmas
It was coming on Christmas on the poetry board.
All the poets were mulling in their usual discord.
Of course they were stirring (as you all are aware),
arguing about poems. Whining. Blowing hot air,
but poems were nestled all snug in their threads
as visions of book contracts danced in our heads,
And I in my reindeer nose and Lauren with that boob
were about to gift wrap Wicked Eve’s Christmas lube
when outside the board there arose such a clatter
that we clicked back at once to see what was the matter,
and then off we scampered dropping Eve’s lube.
Lauren slipped (for the record she has another boob).
We ran into karmadog, saw him bark and point
(Well after he put down his beer and a joint),
and then what to our wide poets’ eyes did appear
but an old pickup truck that was loaded with gear.
The truck wasn’t special--just a rusty two-seater,
but behind its front wheel sat our old pal Smithpeter!
He screeched to a halt and the poet jumped out
and raced onto the board to see who was about.
Hey JUDO! Hi OT, now Homer, now Lick,
Say Rybka, Hi_Land. Beth, I heard you were sick!
How’s my thread doing, did anyone forget it?
It’s called ‘Passion’ if you post, do not edit!
Then back to his truck Smithpeter did run
to unpack what looked like a big sack of fun,
a bagful of muse from a drawerful of socks,
some photos, ideas, silly things like pet rocks,
but first off he went for a hike through a thread
to return with a thoughtful look, scratching his head.
Saying I’ve got some things to share if you agree.
They fell in my truck from some sleigh above me
way up in the stars with reindeer---and the thing is
it was driven by a guy almost as big as Mingus!
And with that he handed out gifts like a suitor
The first one to Lauren--a working computer!
And saying that this one was dropped by Prancer,
he handed Karmadog a new belly dancer
Ange got some Prez tunes, JUDO a new board,
happy safe faces for the _Land and Beth’s horde,
clear moonlit nights on the lake for KatPurrs
For all of us just what we most want and that,
he said, are all my surprises I believe
except for something for dear Wicked Eve,
and that, isn’t here, oh no, oh good gracious,
but at some site called www.sexlacious!
And opening the doors they got into the truck
and started it up with a creak, squeak and buck.
They waved as they rose, disappeared from our site
Calling "Merry Christmas dear poets:
Now Write Write, Write, Write!"
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I wish I could write poetry like you people here do. It seems to come so easily
to each and everyone
of you.
I wish I could fly, that's my superhero power wannabe wish
to each and everyone
of you.
I wish I could fly, that's my superhero power wannabe wish
unpredictablebijou
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I wish I could write poetry like you people here do. It seems to come so easily
to each and everyone
of you.
I wish I could fly, that's my superhero power wannabe wish
key phrase: seems to.
C'mon in and give it a try. This is a good place to learn.
Welcome!
Wish I could give you flying powers, but I'm still using the old ways. Though I've upgraded from a broom to a Hoover, except on formal occasions.
bijou
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I wish I could write poetry like you people here do. It seems to come so easily
to each and everyone
of you.
I wish I could fly, that's my superhero power wannabe wish
Yes, you absolutely can! Just hang around and write. That's how we all do it here.
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Words
I wish for words new and exotic that enthrall me
I wish for words new and exotic that enthrall me
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Hey hey hey hey
lightening in a bottle
effect the change that stays
break those whispers the
clock calls fingers
pause the moment
while the images are still
aglow in the forge
the world is sparkling black
contrasts from the luminisity
kill the side of cycle that is anti-this
the un-production
the sin, the vice
but would the progression be the same?
lightening in a bottle
effect the change that stays
break those whispers the
clock calls fingers
pause the moment
while the images are still
aglow in the forge
the world is sparkling black
contrasts from the luminisity
kill the side of cycle that is anti-this
the un-production
the sin, the vice
but would the progression be the same?
