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Re: Writting
« Reply #570 on: Dec 14th, 2003, 8:37am » |
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grrrr snow Bad
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if the sun refused to shine I'd still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea there will still be you and me. one eyed jacks won I'd jax I'm makin' 1 eyed jaks. pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #571 on: Dec 14th, 2003, 11:56am » |
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im sorry scott, but i dont work in it so i love it but you have good reason to not like it but ash thought it was purdy poem!
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Re: Writting
« Reply #572 on: Dec 16th, 2003, 4:01am » |
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cold is this yearning as I long for thee everynight without you seems like I'm with out me alas the sorrow seems too much to take and knowing the sun will rise it will rise and the shining glow will light your face your beauty is unmatched even by its illuminecents for while every night the sun dissapears into the west your beauty stays never wavering within me
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if the sun refused to shine I'd still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea there will still be you and me. one eyed jacks won I'd jax I'm makin' 1 eyed jaks. pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #573 on: Dec 16th, 2003, 4:10am » |
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aww scott!!!
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Re: Writting
« Reply #574 on: Dec 18th, 2003, 9:34am » |
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scott is the best, even thoguh he refuses to believe it. there's a blue desert sky that i may never see breathing you in i ihave found what i need even though it may end someday now i don't care combing my hand through the blond in your hair
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Love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night and love dares us to change our way of caring about ourselves. This is our last dance. This is ourselves under pressure.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #575 on: Dec 18th, 2003, 10:12am » |
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aww ash, that was so cute!!!
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Re: Writting
« Reply #576 on: Dec 18th, 2003, 10:26am » |
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Yay! Pretty!
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Re: Writting
« Reply #577 on: Dec 18th, 2003, 10:42am » |
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Nice adaptation there Ash, I think I like yours better actually!
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Re: Writting
« Reply #578 on: Dec 18th, 2003, 7:28pm » |
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"deep blue eyes" written tonite at the larkin 12/18/03 Your intense blue eyes seem to see straight through me so deep and pierceing where will they stop? How much can you see with those deep blue eyes what have they seen seen in me After all of what happened do you still see what you used to see when you look in me
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Re: Writting
« Reply #579 on: Dec 19th, 2003, 4:31am » |
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umm spur of the moment inspiration, it's a metaphor. Radiator Hidden in your corner I can't be warm unless i'm right next to you, huddled close for heat Otherwise I freeze Blankets and my own clothes can only hold in the heat i have They can't create it like you And this old Victorian house's walls don't insulate too well Hidden in your corner I have to get up out of bed to be near you Leaving the comfort of my security to seek something better because your warmth draws me in Oh, how i wish i could be near you always.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #580 on: Dec 19th, 2003, 1:18pm » |
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awww *single tear*
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...a story written by Kristine and Ashley in a spontaneous moment of inspiration a thursday night several weeks ago, one line at a time, passing the paper back and forth writing a line each...hehe Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Joo-Joo. Now everyone made fun of Joo-Joo because of his name, except on Fridays when he brought them smoked ham. Everyone loves smoked ham, didn't you know that? Joo-Joo owned a pig farm, and he always brought leftovers. This wasn't any ordinary pig farm, it was magical. A sorcerer named Fredonius had bewitched it years ago. Fredonius had an apprentice named Seoman, he enjoyed wearing earmuffs even in summer. But he never wore socks or anything on his feet for that matter, so it was ironic that he liked earmuffs. Anyway, Fredonius was actually at Joo-Joo's farm to curse it, but Fredonius didn't know how to. So he ended up instead making Joo Joo's pig farm the bestest farm...ever. Even the British said "Joo Joo's farm is the greatest farm." And the Brits were very tough when it came to pig farms. The blessing on Joo Joo's farm meant that all the other pig farms were doomed... DOOMED...to failyre. All the pigs of the other farms quickly got herpes and died. And everyone thought poor Seoman killed then, when in actuality his mind was being dontrolled by the evil dragon named Trogdor the Burninator, who hated pigs. With a passion. Trogdor needed to be stopped. And Joo Joo was the chosen one to stop him. If he didn't, he knew every last one of his pigs would be ruthlessly given herpes, a very violent and painful disease, especially for pigs. Joo Joo began his quest to Trogdor's not-so-secret cave. It is lovated somewhere in the sky. The problem with finding it was Joo Joo couldn't fly. He did have one pig that grew wings but it was only a piglet. So he decided that he would give it to Fredonius and Seomon so they could make it bigger. Unfortunately, he didn't remember to bring his set of earmuffs to give Seoman. So Seoman went crazy and tore the wings off the piglet. Which sucked, but Fredonius could put new wings on a pig. So he did, after which he enlarged the pig to the size of a horse. Which was big enough for Joo Joo. Except Joo Joo didn't have a saddle. So he sent his best piss boy, Edgeroni, to the sky on the giant pig-horse thingy so he could get a saddle. Instead, Edgeroni rode the pig to Robert Goulet's cowvell boutique. Which was only a little off the track. Edgeroni spent all his money on a giant cowbell. It didn't fit on the pig, so the pig rode on the cowbell because it was majick and it could fly. Unfortunately, it couldn't float and they tried using it as a boat. So the cowbell sank to the bottom of a very deep puddle that kids like to splash in on rainy days. The pig's wings got wet and soggy, but Edgeroni was able to dry them off with his portable flame thrower that he kept in his back pocket on weekends, holidays and all throughout May. So the pig was able to fly away. Unfortunately the cowbell had to walk itself back to Seoman and Fredonius's place. It was tired by the time it got there. So it went upstairs to take a nap while Seoman tended to its cows. You see, in the cowbell's wanderings, many cows followed it back to where it was going, because that's what cows do. They follow cowbells and dogs. Joo Joo was surprised to see the cowbell instead of a saddle, because cowbells were notoriously uncomfortable to ride...hard on the buttocks...but he tried anyway. Luckily the cowbell had some padding. That's because his mom was a sheep who always had pudding. And he knew how to get to Trogdor. It was a long winding road but cowbell knew a shortcut. SO he took JooJoo there and Joo Joo stood face to face with him. And Joo Joo totally kicked Trogdor's keester!! Trogdor fell from the could cave and landed in a big pile of dirty, smelly clothes that were out to be incinerated. And they incinerated Trogdor. And Joo Joo saved his pigs. And everyone was happy execpt Seoman, he still had herpes. The end.
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Re: Writting
« Reply #582 on: Dec 31st, 2003, 3:21am » |
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Wow, that was really beautiful. Single tear ...
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Re: Writting
« Reply #583 on: Dec 31st, 2003, 11:11am » |
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Re: Writting
« Reply #584 on: Jan 10th, 2004, 8:27am » |
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wipin your shoes outside the door forgetting what you came for Standing and looking around inside you can see a sofa and a chair but where are your friends, they are not here You sit alone in your room talking on the phone and realizing, they dont care, they were suppose to be staying here but they arent, and you didnt even put up a fight Suppose to be calling to go to lunch it is almost time for work how true i knew this would be the case Those friends daring to compare with JS But do i really care, for the most part, nah i only get to see them once a year At least i know one of five really wanted to come over and hang out I guess i shouldnt pout They just sent an email out I guess we will see what happens
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