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bela:
My dogs shake their heads all night and they're collars jingle and that drives me nuts too.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:13:54 am)
bela:
Franco licks the pillow and then it smells.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:14:25 am)
make life bearable:
Trenchmouth tiny rotten teeth.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:18:30 am)
Dental Care for Dogs:
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:22:48 am)
Reminds me of an old girlfriend:
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:23:56 am)
Uncle Monkey:
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:25:46 am)
Chewing Wax:
Take the collar off genius
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:26:01 am)
Chewing Wax:
And give him a mint
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:27:33 am)
alt :
Myk ..I have a Pine Siskin that sings all day long in a pine tree right by the deck down here at the lake. He's lived in that pine for several years now. I think of it as a pet almost cause its so dedicated to its little home in a pine tree.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:30:27 am)
:
Dogs shouldn't have lips, it's not right. Disgusting really.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:32:52 am)
make life bearable:
I once read a magazine questionnaire in which someone, a woman, was asked where was the strangest place she had had sex. The idea was to say something like "at the cinema", or "in the airing cupboard". The woman's answer was "Hull". And the reason this was funny was the name "Hull" - the weariness of it, its connotations of dullness and destitution. Hull does sound like a strange place to have sex. When the tooth went, when it finally snapped, I was sitting in a cafe in Greek Street, in Soho, in the "West End" of London, London W1, at around midday. A light rain had fallen, but the sky was bright. On the way to the cafe, we had been enthusing about Ralph Fiennes. For some reason, we knew that he had grown up in a Victorian mansion block in Clapham. The sandwich arrived. Floury bread, mayonnaise, salad, soft cheese. It had been some time since I'd eaten things that were not soft - French bread, for instance, or toffees, or apples. I took sip of cappuccino. The sugary liquid washed through my mouth.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:33:57 am)
alt :
wel lits off to cut the lawn , and its on a big hill with a push mower. But don't fret my lounge lizards for I have not done a thing all week practicaly.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:35:10 am)
Myk Murphy:
A silly day at work... I can just sense it.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:36:00 am)
Froupie:
sitting in greek street enthusing about ralph fiennes eh.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:37:15 am)
alt :
sorry about that tooth. be back later
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:37:52 am)
Chewing Wax:
Watch out for those rotating blades alt. And mind the hot/chaud! muffler.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:39:02 am)
make life bearable:
All Africans live in mud huts, starving, swatting malarial mosquitoes and drinking from pools laced with hippo crap and bilharzia snails. this ignores the tens of thousands of Africans who live in Soweto - or Gaborone, Harare or
Lusaka - drink piped water, get enough to eat, have no more malaria risk than the Oppenheimers do in Brenthurst.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:39:20 am)
Chewing Wax:
Yeh. Soweto is a modern paradise for sure.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:43:34 am)
make life bearable:
Later Zeke the pig finds a magic harmonica in the street. It puts everyone to sleep who hears its beautiful sounds. Although Zeke doesn't realize its magic immediately (he thinks people are bored by his playing), he eventually uses it to overcome robbers and wolves heads, and then to bring great solace to his Grandmother.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:46:23 am)
Zeke finds a role in life:
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:53:53 am)
Balaz Bernat:
Hello.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 10:58:01 am)
JIMMY:
Hi dude!!
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:10:13 am)
Myk Murphy:
I once lost a tooth filling after biting into a frozen candy bar. Not my finest hour.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:10:13 am)
JIMMY:
I been in jail, prison really.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:11:41 am)
JIMMY:
Hey I think I found that tooth.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:13:08 am)
bela:
Jimmy.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:14:12 am)
Balaz Bernat:
Hello Jimmy my good negro friend! For the longest time I assumed a fat pile of bricks and weeds was your grave. I put your pickle bucket over the dirt and planted flowers for the sure of it. And now here you are. I am so relieved! The Aunt is still in mourning and wears nothing but black outfits and hats.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:18:55 am)
bela:
Oh gawd.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:19:41 am)
Balaz Bernat:
Now I can be worried again about who the remains burried under the bucket could be?
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:19:44 am)
Balaz Bernat:
Hello huge assed American Indian style girl friend!
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:22:34 am)
Balaz Bernat:
I've grown out my facial hairs and eyebrows are plucked awaiting your visit.
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:33:22 am)
alt :
yeah the grass is cut and my Yuppie brother came down with a friend and they got food and stuff but their being snotty
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:33:55 am)
bela:
Being snotty?
(Thu May 22, 2003 - 11:35:51 am)