I kill you all with my left pinkie finger.

Adams took the 'fro look, merging a modern clothing style with the classical cumulonimbus dreads of the sixties and seventies. All these devices are superb, yet it is still the gleaming white teeth and courteous smile that produce his fatally attractive demeanor.

Kirk decided to take a gentler approach, applying black hair dye to his blond locks and cutting off significant strands. An Italian he is not, but people often ask him that question on the street.

Mike decided to pull a "Szabo" and go for the facial extravaganza. Applaud his efforts, please.

Tiffy's looking for a place in "A field". Can you help him?

I'm still waiting, heh??????

Where's my order??????

Rappers Jay Z and 50 Cent found dead. ---> Pfft. Fake reporting, why they allow something like this to be posted on an official-looking CNN website? PSHHHH.

THE BUCS WIN THE SUPER BOWL!!!!!!

Ditto.

I walked along the avenue.
I never thought I'd meet a girl like you;
Meet a girl like you.
With auburn hair and tawny eyes;
The kind of eyes that hypnotize me through;
Hypnotize me through.

And I ran, I ran so far away.
I just ran, I ran all night and day.
I couldn't get away.

A cloud appears above your head;
A beam of light comes shining down on you,
Shining down on you.
The cloud is moving nearer still.
Aurora borealis comes in view;
Aurora comes in view.

And I ran, I ran so far away.
I just ran, I ran all night and day.
I couldn't get away.

Reached out a hand to touch your face;
You're slowly disappearing from my view;
Disappearing from my view.
Reached out a hand to try again;
I'm floating in a beam of light with you;
A beam of light with you.

And I ran, I ran so far away.
I just ran, I ran all night and day.
I couldn't get away.

Set this place on fire
Send You spirit, Savior
Rescue me from the mire
Show Your servant favor

Yesterday was the day that I was alone
Now I'm in the presence of Almighty God

Chorus:
And yes our God, He is a comsuming fire
And the flamies burn down deep in my soul
Yes, our God, He is a consuming fire
He reaches inside and He melts down this cold heart of stone

Set this place on fire
Send Your spirit, Savior
Rescue me from the mire
Show Your servant favor

Yesterday was the day that I was alone
Now I'm in the presence of Almighty God

Did you realize that inside of you there is a flame?
Did you ever try to let it burn, let it burn, let it burn

SS!!!!!!!!!

Everybody in this place can up and move away
For all I care this town's already dead and empty
I'm told that I'm a victim of obsession
That's what my friends say
Oh I'm a fool for having ever let her tempt me

Well I turn pale when she walks by
I am lost in her eyes
She is always on my mind
She is always on my mind

She glances over but she keeps on walking down that street
All I can do is hope that she is thinking of me
If I could blink if I could breathe If I could get my legs to move
Well this could be the day I get this girl to love me

Well I turn pale when she walks by
I am lost in her eyes
She is always on my mind
She is always on my mind
She had turned from a sound,
Well I must have cried out loud
She is always on my mind
She is always on my mind

Hip hip
Hip hip
Hip hip
Hip hip

When you're on a holiday
You can't find the words to say
All the things that come to you
And I wanna feel it too

On an island in the sun
We'll be playing and having fun
And it makes me feel so fine
I can't control my brain

Hip hip
Hip hip

When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby, don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go
You're giving me too many things
Lately, you're all I need
You smiled at me and said,

Don't get me wrong I love you
But does that mean I have to meet your father?
When we are older you'll understand
What I meant when I said "No,
I don't think life is quite that simple"

When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby, don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go

It's far beyond your reach, it holds a place in time,
Somewhere ahead is the back of the line.
I can't relate to your mistakes, awkwardly speaking with nothing to say.

Caught up in your life, excuses are so lame,
You may be different but I'm still the same.
The reasons that you thought, the intention that you caught,
You say things are simple we both know they're not.
You can't let it go,

Whoa.

You can't but I know.

Whoa, Whoa you don't even know.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night
Take these broken wings and learn to fly
All your life
You were only waiting for this moment to arise.

If I were a king
If I had everything
If I had you and I could give you your dreams
If I were giant-sized, on top of it all
Then tell me what in the world would I sing for
If I had it all

FLOOF

SO GOOD!
Swtns17: nice
PoJo345: ugh
PoJo345: it sure is gonna be tough to get 1000 words though
PoJo345: i'm afraid
PoJo345: psh
PoJo345: Vann wants at least 1300, actually
Swtns17: I dunno...
Swtns17: really??
PoJo345: yeah
Swtns17: ugh...Adkins is gonna be lucky if she gets 1000
PoJo345: the WL paper reviewer from last year commented that too many kids barely reached the min word count
Swtns17: really?
PoJo345: yah
Swtns17: Adkins hasn't said anything to us about wl
Swtns17: just to do it
PoJo345: hah
PoJo345: man
PoJo345: well, just do what you gotta do
PoJo345: i guess
PoJo345: i'll try to get as many words as i can
PoJo345: but if it doesn't work out, psh
PoJo345: my wl 1 is awesome
PoJo345: so
PoJo345: if WL 2 isn't pristine, oh well
Swtns17: true
Swtns17: I wish I had you're confidence tho
PoJo345: psh
PoJo345: i'm faking
PoJo345: lol
PoJo345: i'm scared to death
PoJo345: haha

Swtns17: how much have you gotten done?
PoJo345: not nearly enough, i'm afraid
Swtns17: I haven't started writing yet
Swtns17: not do I have an outline
Swtns17: I"m still giong thru the book
Swtns17: to try and remember wtf is going on
PoJo345: ahh
PoJo345: that sucks
PoJo345: with a commentary, you don't have to worry about the rest of the book
PoJo345: i've actually been walking around the house doing nothing
PoJo345: now i'm ready to start...i think
Swtns17: lol
Swtns17: lucky you
PoJo345: ah yeah
PoJo345: well
PoJo345: we had to make a prospectus
PoJo345: i guess your class didn't?
Swtns17: we did
PoJo345: well, a prospectus with notes
PoJo345: i mean
PoJo345: didn't you just get your topic approved and no futher?
Swtns17: but for a key passage we just had to have like a thesis
PoJo345: ahh
PoJo345: k
Swtns17: like what we intended to say
PoJo345: so, what do you intend to say?
Swtns17: lol
Swtns17: i'm talking about characterization of p3 and ET and they're roles in the revolution as well as foreshadowing thereof in the fox\hen story
PoJo345: ah
PoJo345: nice
PoJo345: i'm talking about how nature has the capacity to threaten, relieve, and renew the human soul
PoJo345: but then again, you haven't read Lermontov
PoJo345: so, you don't know how great a poetic genius he is, even in prose
Swtns17: ...nope
PoJo345: i'll let you read my passage tomorrow on the bus
PoJo345: it's really cool
PoJo345: i'm excited about writing about it, but afraid at the same time

http://www.blogger.com/blog.pyra?blogid=3355269

!K@J

MUFASA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

You're my brother you're my sister.

Awww yeah.

It's time to fight back
that's what Huey said
Two shots in the dark
Now Huey 's dead.

Don't let them jack you up, back you up, crack you up, pip smack you up.

So good, so good.

Ha. Supa Bowl.

Open your eyes, Hsieh. Look in the mirror, your world is here.

Oh, my mistake.

John Adams. Some things never change.

Who the what?

Loopadooloei.

ninos sin justicia alexandra thimm.

D-Day is approaching. It's vitally important that the location of German troops and ammunitions dumps be communicated to the Allied Command in England. The French
Resistance fighters must now be put to work. Rail lines and bridges need to be taken out and the timing is critical.

Radio communication is too risky. Information must be exchanged in person. To that end, a small boat leaves England headed for the
French coast. Two robust young men quietly work the oars. There's no moon this night, and the thick overcast is an unexpected yet
welcome measure of security.

The third man in the boat is too old and feeble to be of much use rowing. He works the signal light as they near the shore. Three quick flashes follow by a pause, and then two flashes. His counterpart, a retired cavalryman, a veteran of the Great War, is hunkered down in the sand on the French coast.

He signals three quick flashes with his light, then the all clear to come ashore. The men quickly exchange documents and in an instant they're gone, the Frenchmen disappearing into the inky shadows. The three men in the boat swiftly and quietly row back to Mother England.

Now, here's the interesting part. The soldiers of the German shore patrol, and there were many of them-- each with the keen eyesight
one would expect of young men-- didn't see them or their flashing signal lights.

The question is, why not? I'm going to give you a hint. It had to do with the old men.

Of all the things he told me, one item in particular stuck in my mind.
According to Mr. Texas, America is run by a government which is actually a
corporation - the United States of America, Inc. And "we the people" are
merely products, owned and controlled wholly by the company which leads
us. Sadly, he didn't get into any Orb-like rants about barcode tattoos, but it
was clear nevertheless that he had fallen off the turnip truck a few blocks
back. Still, as I get older and learn more about the way the world works, I
can't help but wonder if he realizes [1] just how close to the truth his
rambling diatribes really were. While I'm not quite ready to believe that the
US government is a giant, faceless corporation prepping its people to be
churned into Soylent Green [2], it's still no secret that the course of the
United States - both culturally and legistatively - is steered primarily by the
interests of giant corporations. From the Enron thing to Disney's infamous
(and successful) push to extend copyright protection from 75 to 90+ years,
the most powerful and pervasive entities in the US - and perhaps the world -
are corporations, creatures which exist to grow and become ever more
profitable. Governments ultimately reach a point of equilibrium due to their
finite interests, but corporations exist wholly through growth. The ultimate
evolution of a corporation is of course a single world-spanning interest that
owns everything and everyone (at which point they start marketing to
animals and compiling demographic data for extraterrestrials), though to date
market forces and the government's periodic infusion of Democrats have
stunted the growth of the most frightening companies and kept the free
market moderately vital.

A few years ago, as I was out doing my midnight shopping for windshield
wiper blades at the local Super Wal-Mart, I chanced to meet a man who was
a member of the Republic of Texas. This was before the secessionist group
went nuts and partook in an armed standoff with Texas' state troopers. It was
a strange encounter: he followed me throughout the store for nearly an hour,
regaling me with bizarre theories about how Texas never formally rejoined
the Union after the Civil War and therefore is still its own independent
nation - the usual sort of nonsensical declamations that freakish, delusional
paranoids use as a safety valve to keep themselves from going over the edge
and into doomed activism. Or armed standoffs. For several days afterwards,
he called me at work (I was editor of a university newspaper at the time) to
try and convince me to run a giant feature article on how Texas should
declare its independence, before he finally realized that I was entirely too
sane to bother with (or, from his perspective, too deeply within the control of
The Man).

Jabatan Perdana Menteri telah ditubuhkan pada 1hb Januari 1984
sejurus selepas Negara Brunei Darussalam mencapai kemerdekaan dan
kedaulatan penuh dan sebaik-baik sahaja Kebawah Duli Yang Maha
Mulia Paduka Seri Baginda Sultan dan Yang Di-Pertuan Negara Brunei
Darussalam mengumumkan bahawa Negara Brunei Darussalam akan
mempunyai sistem pemerintahan berkementerian serta jawatan Perdana
Menteri. Kebawah Duli Yang Maha Mulia Paduka Seri Baginda Sultan
Haji Hassanal Bolkiah Mu'izzaddin Waddaulah, Sultan dan Yang
Di-Pertuan Negara Brunei Darussalam sendiri telah memegang jawatan
Perdana Menteri sejak tahun 1984.

Dalam tahun 1986, jawatan Penasihat Khas kepada Kebawah Duli
Yang Maha Mulia Paduka Seri Baginda Sultan dan Yang Di-Pertuan
Negara Brunei Darussalam di Jabatan Perdana Menteri telah
diwujudkan. Pehin Dato Haji Isa telah dilantik sebagai Penasihat Khas
dan beliau juga telah dilantik sebagai Menteri Hal Ehwal Dalam Negeri.
Jawatan Penasihat Khas bertaraf menteri dan kedudukannya menyamai
kedudukan penuh Menteri Kabinet.

Pejabat-pejabat Jabatan Perdana Menteri terletak di Istana Nurul Iman
dan Bangunan Sekretariat di Bandar Seri Begawan.

Get the XYZ!!!

I like the mystery. Do you?

I'm surrounded by fools. Tiff, Mike, Stewart...the list goes on. They think they know everything. But they don't know what I know...

Two times is all you need, after that, the end pulls you under with a yank of the right hand.

I fear the fellowship is come to an end. Fear not, for the ship bearing the Westernesse banner cometh slowly over the horizon.

Ha, that's funny.

Har Har har!

"Upon the hearth the fire is red,
Beneath the roof there is a bed;
But not yet weary are our feet,
Still round the corner we may meet
A sudden tree or standing stone
That none have seen but we alone.
Tree and flower and leaf and grass,
Let them pass! Let them pass!
Hill and water under sky,
Pass them by! Pass them by!
Still round the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate,
And though we pass them by today,
Tomorrow we may come this way
And take the hidden paths that run
Towards the Moon or to the Sun.
Apple, thorn, and nut and sloe,
Let them go! Let them go!
Sand and stone and pool and dell,
Fare you well! Fare you well!

Home is behind, the world ahead,
And there are many paths to tread
Through shadows to the edge of night,
Until the stars are all alight.
Then world behind and home ahead,
We'll wonder back to home and bed.
Mist and twilight, cloud and shade,
Away shall fade! Away shall fade!
Fire and lamp, and meat and bread,
And then to bed! And then to bed!"

Hey look how much fun it is to chat! No wonder we do it all day long.

If there's one thing I've learned from this tragic end,
It's that a friend isn't a friend unless money he can lend.

I can take me away.

Repressive.

I'm very proud of my company. Hey Carlyn, wanna donate your car?

Brian, stand up if you hear me.

One for the Money, Two for the Show

PoJo345: look at DaNcEgirl2112 's info
DrOOpYd7: okay
DrOOpYd7: lol
PoJo345: haha
DrOOpYd7: an ex girlfriend?
PoJo345: of mine?
DrOOpYd7: sure
PoJo345: no
DrOOpYd7: ah
DrOOpYd7: so how was your day pojo?
PoJo345: 'twas fine
PoJo345: and yours?
DrOOpYd7: just dandy
PoJo345: that's fanstastic
PoJo345: *fantastic
DrOOpYd7: yeah, it sure is
PoJo345: indeed,
DrOOpYd7: -io
PoJo345: a comma is not a great way to end a sentence
PoJo345: you say goodbye, i say hello
DrOOpYd7: no it isnt... you need grammar help
DrOOpYd7: goodbye
PoJo345: hello hello
DrOOpYd7: ahhhhhhhhhh
PoJo345: i say yes
PoJo345: you say no
DrOOpYd7: I must go... I keep losing in solitare and it is 7 o clock
DrOOpYd7: chow chow
PoJo345: ah
PoJo345: eat well
PoJo345: get strong
DrOOpYd7: I will
PoJo345: kill nasty orcses
DrOOpYd7: riight
DrOOpYd7 signed off at 7:09:11 PM.

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Keep your eyes peeled. If you do not, then the end of the world cometh without the two blood stained bread rolls mixed in a sauce made of dog entrails baked over a nice rolling tundra of yellow fir trees that each have their own maid of honor that erupts forth from the bowels of the hamlets in South Vietnam in which a course of three thousand blue dogs each have a large cup filled with a nice strawberry juice that was created by Tom Bombadil, who abides in the Forest not far from the Shire near a small red toy car that drives through the large house mixed with purple dog breath. I wish you well. Fly you fools!

Sometimes, we must all weep. Begin after me. Weep, weep, WeEp, wEep...

Yah, I'm bored too. I guess I'll go back to my book...