bad_luck_bunny
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- Apr 9, 2003
- Posts
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what's your opinion?
i suffer here, but there are advatages...give me a while to think of them...
whilst i ponder...read this:
Panamo: they need to change the converse alma mater
PoohnEeyore: lol...why
Panamom: standing w/open arms, standing alone, watching her children down through the years...does that sound like converse is preparing women for leadership? More like preparing them to lay on their backs like bugs for men to impregnate
PoohnEeyore: LMAO
PoohnEeyore: like bugs?
Panamo: LIKE BIG OLD DRIPPY BUGS
PoohnEeyore: <Falls down in convulsing fits of laughter>
PoohnEeyore: eeewww
Panamo: she should be the CEO of a fortune 500 watching the peons in her company push paper
Panamo: imagine a cocktail party
Panamo: socialite club scene
Panamo: everyone is discussing their college alma mater
Panamo: u look stunning in a fly blue dress and diamonds out the wazoo
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: set in white gold
PoohnEeyore: oooo
Panamo: u make your way to the punch bowl
PoohnEeyore: yes
Panamom: u daintily pick up a drink and a cute little finger sandwich...
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: when who should u see?...
PoohnEeyore: who
Panamo: JIMMY SMITS
PoohnEeyore: <convulsions>
Panamo: he is a cornell grad
PoohnEeyore: mmhmm
Panamo: he says "my god, u r stunning"
PoohnEeyore: yes...i like
Panamo: he says, "what school did u attend"
PoohnEeyore: oh no
Panamo: u sheepishly say "Converse College"
PoohnEeyore: aaaa
PoohnEeyore: <cringe>
Panamo: but u are confident in your liberal arts education, your 80,000 dollar women's school
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: jimbo smiles winks and says, "ahh how amazing, u connies are very smart and sexy"
PoohnEeyore: yes...
PoohnEeyore: continue
Panamo: u know that u and he are hitting it off
PoohnEeyore: mmhmm
Panamo: he says may i get u a crepe?
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: u say sure
PoohnEeyore: yes
Panamo: as he goes away u steal a moment to freshen up your makeup
Panamo: when..
PoohnEeyore: oh no...this doesn't sound good
Panamo: u hear the yale grads burst into their alma mater
PoohnEeyore: noooo
Panamo: not to be outdone, the princetons begin to sing
PoohnEeyore: aaaaa
Panamo: but the harvards must, for college pride, do the best
PoohnEeyore: <shudders>
Panamo: then...out of the nypd blue...
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: HERE COMES JIMMY W/ YOUR CREPE!!!
PoohnEeyore: yes..
Panamom: he strolls over to u...
PoohnEeyore: mmhmm
Panamo: puts his arm around you and says w/ that sexy voice of his
PoohnEeyore: continue
Panamo: and says "here" and smiles-u know that sexy smile
PoohnEeyore: yeah<drools>
Panamo: as the ivies duel with their voices in the background...
Panamo: jimmy says "reminds me of my alma mater"...
PoohnEeyore: mmhmm
Panamo: and serenades you (cornell has a good one)
PoohnEeyore: ooooo
Panamo: and then...
Panamo: with that smile...
Panamo: that melts hearts like butter...
PoohnEeyore: yes
Panamo he asks you "hey arent u a diva? sing yours to me"
PoohnEeyore: noooooooo
Panamo: the last four words echo like a nightmare
Panamo: you begin to stammer...jimmy does not know, for he figures a women's college bent on leadership will empower.
PoohnEeyore: mmhmm
Panamo: so...not to displease...you sing "standing w/open arms, standing alone, watching her children down through the years, hearing their laughter and seeing their tears"...
Panamo: your voice and diction are impeccable, but it cannot cover the emptiness of the words...:-[
PoohnEeyore: <whimpers>
Panamo: and jimmy smiles..
PoohnEeyore: hmm
Panamo: but it is not the butter melting smile of yester-minute
PoohnEeyore: nooo
Panamo: it is the smile of the jester-the mad man of the court.
PoohnEeyore: <sobs>
Panamo: he coolly asks "and how many kids have you?"
Panamo: .."and whose wifey?"
Panamo: you promptly slap his thespian ass and leave
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: but nothing can fix a night that would have been perfect if not for the dreaded alma mater
Panamo: the end
i suffer here, but there are advatages...give me a while to think of them...
whilst i ponder...read this:
Panamo: they need to change the converse alma mater
PoohnEeyore: lol...why
Panamom: standing w/open arms, standing alone, watching her children down through the years...does that sound like converse is preparing women for leadership? More like preparing them to lay on their backs like bugs for men to impregnate
PoohnEeyore: LMAO
PoohnEeyore: like bugs?
Panamo: LIKE BIG OLD DRIPPY BUGS
PoohnEeyore: <Falls down in convulsing fits of laughter>
PoohnEeyore: eeewww
Panamo: she should be the CEO of a fortune 500 watching the peons in her company push paper
Panamo: imagine a cocktail party
Panamo: socialite club scene
Panamo: everyone is discussing their college alma mater
Panamo: u look stunning in a fly blue dress and diamonds out the wazoo
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: set in white gold
PoohnEeyore: oooo
Panamo: u make your way to the punch bowl
PoohnEeyore: yes
Panamom: u daintily pick up a drink and a cute little finger sandwich...
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: when who should u see?...
PoohnEeyore: who
Panamo: JIMMY SMITS
PoohnEeyore: <convulsions>
Panamo: he is a cornell grad
PoohnEeyore: mmhmm
Panamo: he says "my god, u r stunning"
PoohnEeyore: yes...i like
Panamo: he says, "what school did u attend"
PoohnEeyore: oh no
Panamo: u sheepishly say "Converse College"
PoohnEeyore: aaaa
PoohnEeyore: <cringe>
Panamo: but u are confident in your liberal arts education, your 80,000 dollar women's school
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: jimbo smiles winks and says, "ahh how amazing, u connies are very smart and sexy"
PoohnEeyore: yes...
PoohnEeyore: continue
Panamo: u know that u and he are hitting it off
PoohnEeyore: mmhmm
Panamo: he says may i get u a crepe?
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: u say sure
PoohnEeyore: yes
Panamo: as he goes away u steal a moment to freshen up your makeup
Panamo: when..
PoohnEeyore: oh no...this doesn't sound good
Panamo: u hear the yale grads burst into their alma mater
PoohnEeyore: noooo
Panamo: not to be outdone, the princetons begin to sing
PoohnEeyore: aaaaa
Panamo: but the harvards must, for college pride, do the best
PoohnEeyore: <shudders>
Panamo: then...out of the nypd blue...
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: HERE COMES JIMMY W/ YOUR CREPE!!!
PoohnEeyore: yes..
Panamom: he strolls over to u...
PoohnEeyore: mmhmm
Panamo: puts his arm around you and says w/ that sexy voice of his
PoohnEeyore: continue
Panamo: and says "here" and smiles-u know that sexy smile
PoohnEeyore: yeah<drools>
Panamo: as the ivies duel with their voices in the background...
Panamo: jimmy says "reminds me of my alma mater"...
PoohnEeyore: mmhmm
Panamo: and serenades you (cornell has a good one)
PoohnEeyore: ooooo
Panamo: and then...
Panamo: with that smile...
Panamo: that melts hearts like butter...
PoohnEeyore: yes
Panamo he asks you "hey arent u a diva? sing yours to me"
PoohnEeyore: noooooooo
Panamo: the last four words echo like a nightmare
Panamo: you begin to stammer...jimmy does not know, for he figures a women's college bent on leadership will empower.
PoohnEeyore: mmhmm
Panamo: so...not to displease...you sing "standing w/open arms, standing alone, watching her children down through the years, hearing their laughter and seeing their tears"...
Panamo: your voice and diction are impeccable, but it cannot cover the emptiness of the words...:-[
PoohnEeyore: <whimpers>
Panamo: and jimmy smiles..
PoohnEeyore: hmm
Panamo: but it is not the butter melting smile of yester-minute
PoohnEeyore: nooo
Panamo: it is the smile of the jester-the mad man of the court.
PoohnEeyore: <sobs>
Panamo: he coolly asks "and how many kids have you?"
Panamo: .."and whose wifey?"
Panamo: you promptly slap his thespian ass and leave
PoohnEeyore: lol
Panamo: but nothing can fix a night that would have been perfect if not for the dreaded alma mater
Panamo: the end