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Posted by Racer on October 2, 2006, at 1:32:28
In reply to I Know » Racer, posted by Poet on September 30, 2006, at 22:31:12
I'd much rather had stayed at home, ironed my hankies.
Posted by Poet on October 2, 2006, at 8:34:47
In reply to You Do Know » Poet, posted by Racer on October 2, 2006, at 1:32:28
Do you know what it's like to fall in the mud and get kicked... in the head... with an iron boot? Of course you don't, no one does. It never happens. It's a dumb question... skip it.
Posted by Racer on October 2, 2006, at 22:46:48
In reply to Though » Racer, posted by Poet on October 2, 2006, at 8:34:47
I should be sincerely sorry to see my neighbor's children devoured by wolves.
Posted by Poet on October 3, 2006, at 9:08:03
In reply to I think you should know... » Poet, posted by Racer on October 2, 2006, at 22:46:48
I forgot to tell you, I also read palms, I swallow swords, I mend my own socks, I never eat garlic or onions, what more could you want of a man?
Posted by Racer on October 3, 2006, at 14:26:44
In reply to Sorry, » Racer, posted by Poet on October 3, 2006, at 9:08:03
In my case, self-absorption is completely justified. I have never discovered any other subject quite so worthy of my attention.
Posted by Poet on October 4, 2006, at 8:19:43
In reply to It's just that... » Poet, posted by Racer on October 3, 2006, at 14:26:44
I'm loud and I'm vulgar, and I wear the pants in the house because somebody's got to, but I am not a monster. I'm not.
Posted by Racer on October 4, 2006, at 12:32:53
In reply to Re: It's just that... » Racer, posted by Poet on October 4, 2006, at 8:19:43
I cannot stand these morons any longer. Leave with me now or I'll run amok.
Posted by Poet on October 5, 2006, at 12:23:17
In reply to Re: It's just that... » Poet, posted by Racer on October 4, 2006, at 12:32:53
I must say, for a charming, intelligent girl, you certainly surrounded yourself with a remarkable collection of dopes.
Posted by Racer on October 5, 2006, at 14:33:29
In reply to First of All » Racer, posted by Poet on October 5, 2006, at 12:23:17
Let's not be psychiatric. But in a word, yes.
Posted by Poet on October 6, 2006, at 13:05:24
In reply to Re: First of All » Poet, posted by Racer on October 5, 2006, at 14:33:29
What do you think I asked you here for? COMPANY?
Posted by Racer on October 6, 2006, at 17:40:46
In reply to Well » Racer, posted by Poet on October 6, 2006, at 13:05:24
I don't know a lot about anything, but I know a little about practically everything.
Posted by Poet on October 7, 2006, at 11:13:29
In reply to Re: Well » Poet, posted by Racer on October 6, 2006, at 17:40:46
I'm not kind, I'm vicious. It's the secret of my charm.
Posted by Racer on October 7, 2006, at 12:52:02
In reply to A Little Bit About Me » Racer, posted by Poet on October 7, 2006, at 11:13:29
I don't use a pen. I write with a goose quill dipped in venom.
Posted by Poet on October 8, 2006, at 16:07:54
In reply to And something you should know about me » Poet, posted by Racer on October 7, 2006, at 12:52:02
The nose of the police dog, although long and efficient, points in only one direction at a time.
Posted by Racer on October 9, 2006, at 11:45:12
In reply to Did You Know? » Racer, posted by Poet on October 8, 2006, at 16:07:54
Through your neglect, this flower has died. You've murdered a flower!
Posted by Poet on October 9, 2006, at 22:21:31
In reply to Re: Did You Know? » Poet, posted by Racer on October 9, 2006, at 11:45:12
Well, we had to have a confession. And these egomaniacs are always so much more chatty when they feel they have the upper hand.
Posted by Racer on October 10, 2006, at 0:13:28
In reply to I Know Who Did it » Racer, posted by Poet on October 9, 2006, at 22:21:31
I love things that have no meaning.
Posted by Poet on October 10, 2006, at 8:47:49
In reply to Well, you know me... » Poet, posted by Racer on October 10, 2006, at 0:13:28
And afterwords we can run amok! Or if you're too tired, we can walk amok.
Posted by Racer on October 10, 2006, at 15:26:58
In reply to Re: Well, you know me... » Racer, posted by Poet on October 10, 2006, at 8:47:49
You do know of course that this means an angry letter to The Times?
Posted by Poet on October 11, 2006, at 8:26:33
In reply to Re: Well, you know me... » Poet, posted by Racer on October 10, 2006, at 15:26:58
There's an old newspaper superstition that the first big check you get, you put in the lining of your hat. In your hat! It brings good luck.
Posted by Racer on October 11, 2006, at 12:35:42
In reply to Did You Know » Racer, posted by Poet on October 11, 2006, at 8:26:33
I can afford a blemish on my character, but not on my clothes.
Posted by Poet on October 12, 2006, at 15:44:58
In reply to The thing is... » Poet, posted by Racer on October 11, 2006, at 12:35:42
Where did you get that face? Hollywood?
Posted by Racer on October 12, 2006, at 18:21:05
In reply to No offense, but » Racer, posted by Poet on October 12, 2006, at 15:44:58
Where am I? Oh, here I am.
Posted by Poet on October 13, 2006, at 9:18:09
In reply to Now Im confused » Poet, posted by Racer on October 12, 2006, at 18:21:05
I wish I were a woman of 36, dressed in black satin with a string of pearls!
Posted by Racer on October 13, 2006, at 12:29:07
In reply to Confession » Racer, posted by Poet on October 13, 2006, at 9:18:09
I don't want to know, I don't want to know!
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