Can the adults please smoke? (Pt.2) — Page 467

Cutie when will you learn..when LA is not here I am responsible for you..so no alcolhol young lady and that's final !!! adults please smoke? (Pt.2)" width="14" height="14" src=https://cloudimages.broadwayworld.com/board/happy.gif>

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Party Pooper! ;P

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*grumble* Don't I get something to sweeten up this dreadful weather? *hopeful look*

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Updated On: 1/7/05 at 08:22 PM

See Cutie..you're hiccuping already.

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I love you though Cutie..does that count???

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Yes! Thank you! I need all the lovin' I can get. Especially seeing as how my LA is so far away and all my friends are failures. I love you both too! Lots of love going around! adults please smoke? (Pt.2)" width="14" height="14" src=https://cloudimages.broadwayworld.com/board/icon_smile_big.gif>

On a side note: I really must stop using emoticons...

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Updated On: 1/7/05 at 08:28 PM

oh good God! She really kept that picture? How bad is it? I never got a chance to see...

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I swear I don't look like that! Unless it's a good picture. Then by all means, thank you.

LA just called me from Ave. Q. It was kind of muffled though. She's so seeing that one again!

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Updated On: 1/7/05 at 08:40 PM

I vote yes for sure!

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Good plan!

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It's a long way to Tipperary.
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary,
To the sweetest girl I know.
Goodbye Piccadilly.
Farewell Leicester Square.
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.

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I'm keeping the home fire burning, DGrant.

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Hear my voice where you are
Take a train, steal a car,
Hop a freight, grab a star, come back to me.
Catch a plane, catch a breeze,
On your hands, on your knees,
Swim or fly, only please, come back to me!

On a mule, in a jet.
With your hair in a net.
In a towel wringing wet -
I don't care, this is where you should be!

From the hills, from the shore,
Ride the wind to my door.
Turn the highway to dust,
Break the law if you must,
Move the world, only just come back to me!

Blast your hide, hear me call.
Must I fight City Hall?
Here and now, damn it all, come back to me!
What on Earth must I do?
Scream and yell till I'm blue?
Curse your soul when will you come back to me?

Have you gone to the moon or the corner saloon,
And to rack, and to "roon?"
Mademoiselle, where in Hell can you be?

In a crate, in a trunk,
On a horse, on a drunk,
In a Rolls or a van...
Wrapped in mink or Saran...
Any way that you can come back to me!
Come back to me!
Come back to me!

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