Can the adults please smoke? — Page 147
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Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Posted: 8/17/04 at 10:13pm
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Train wreck. As Justin Wilson would say, "I gah-ron-tee."
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I loved the two fat ladies. They knew how to cook. Butter and cream in everything.
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Undiscovered, I don't even know what this is. I have a reputation in some circles of learning material quickly and I often get cast at the last minute in things. A friend of mine has been doing "the sheep" one for some time and couldn't do it and I was recommended.
I think I'm also doing the Jr. High one. I just know about the other because I've seen it before.
Posted: 8/17/04 at 10:29pm
All these superstitions about the poor deceased. I would love for a visit from some of my ancestors. I've got loads of brickwalls in my genealogy and I could use some info from them.
They're welcome to appear in my home anytime--preferably with ledgers full of family history info (translated into English!)
And I loved the Two Fat Ladies too. They cracked me up.
G'night all...I just got home. My mattress is calling to me and I don't even have the attention span to see what is on the Olympics.
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Posted: 8/18/04 at 1:04am
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In the heat of a summer night
In the land of the dollar bill
When the town of Chicago died
And they talk about it still
When a man named Al Capone
Tried to make that town his own
And he called his gang to war
With the forces of the law
I heard my mama cry
I heard her pray the night Chicago died
Brother what a night it really was
Brother what a fight it really was
Glory be
I heard my mama cry
I heard her pray the night Chicago died
Brother what a night the people saw
Brother what a fight the people saw
Yes indeed
And the sound of the battle rang
Through the streets of the old east side
'Til the last of the hoodlum gang
Had surrendered up or died
There was shouting in the street
And the sound of running feet
And I asked someone who said
Bout a hundred cops are dead
I heard my mama cry
I heard her pray the night Chicago died
Brother what a night it really was
Brother what a fight it really was
Glory be!
I heard my mama cry
I heard her pray the night Chicago died
Brother what a night the people saw
Brother what a fight the people saw
Yes indeed
And ther was no sound at all
But the clock upon the wall
Then the door burst open wide
And my daddy stepped inside
And he kissed my mama's face
And he brushed her tears away
The night Chicago died
The night Chicago died
Brother what a night the people saw
Brother what a fight the people saw
Yes indeed
The night Chicago died
The night Chicago died
Brother what a night it really was
Brother what a fight it really was
Glory be
The night Chicago died
The night Chicago died
Brother what a night the people saw
Brother what a fight the people saw
Yes indeed
Posted: 8/18/04 at 9:32am
Bboobs!
I love this song....and I don't think Paper Lace had any other hits did they?
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