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Those sweaters must be awfully small....are you sure you can fit C H I G G E R S on them?  SEE!!! that's what i'm sayin'. 
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I know, OC... He hasn't named his chiggers!!!!
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Machug, I'm sorry....  .... I have a new poking stick, the tip is cushioned.... (when I remember to put the cover on it)  Ah, so that was you with the stick. 
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I know, OC... He hasn't named his chiggers!!!! like i'm gonna go up against thousands of little vampires on my own. 
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Machug, I'm sorry.... .... I have a new poking stick, the tip is cushioned.... (when I remember to put the cover on it) Ah, so that was you with the stick. David, you KNOW I always carry a big stick!!!
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  Yes, it is!!!! |
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I don't mean that in a bad way, OC... It's just my body is ALL bouncy!!
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Lol you should know I just like them smileys. Was no reason keeps every one guessing. ((((((eileena)))),
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Lol I just wasn't sure if you thought I was putting myself down but you know me better than that.
 ((((((((((OrangeCat))))))))))  
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Morning(((((E))))))) 
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poke....Poke.....POke....POKe....POKE!!!
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((((((eileena))))))
 welcome back gurl
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Good evening {{{{{{{{{{S}}}}}}}}}}
HI {{{{{{{{{{Z}}}}}}}}}} How are ya hunni??? David, I love Pikachu!!  
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To all the girls I poked before.....
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HI {{{{{{{{{{Z}}}}}}}}}} How are ya hunni??? there's not enough space on the page ta spill it all girl..  suffice to say though.. NOW it's goin a wee bit better.. had a looooooooooong chat with THE poet on the weekend and well.. she helped set some things upright again..  bless her heart.. I miss her daily pub visits..  life is LIFE huh.. and how are things with YOU my dear??  I know all about having loooooooong conversations with THE poet.... I called her one night for a quick phone call and we hung up five and half hours later.  I get to see her posts on FB every day but it's not like the fun we had here. Life is slowly getting back to normal over here. I've been dragging myself out of the funk I was in for so long after "IT" happened and I will continue to do so until my bootstraps break..... but hopefully by that time, I will be in strappy high heels. We are tough chickees and life won't get us down!!!  <--- ooops, I fell down....
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1) The scene is set, the night is cold, the campfire is burning and the stars twinkle in the dark night sky... Three hang-glider pilots, one from Australia, one from South Africa and the other from New Zealand, are sitting round a campfire near Ayers Rock, each embroiled with the bravado for which they are famous. A night of tall tales begins.... Kiven, the Ozzie says , "I must be the meanest, toughest heng glider dude there us. Why, just the other day, I linded in a field and scared a crocodile thet got loose from the swamp. Et ate sex men before I wrestled ut to the ground weth my bare hends end beat ut's bliddy 'ed un. Jerry from South Africa typically can't stand to be bettered. "Well you guys, I lended orfter a 200 mile flight on a tiny treck, ind a fifteen foot Namibian desert snike slid out from under a rock and made a move for me. I grebbed thet borsted with my bare hinds and tore it's head orf ind sucked the poison down in one gulp. Ind I'm still here today". Mikey the Kiwi remained silent, slowly poking the fire with his penis. I didn't know that a camp fire could be that small. Just kidding. |
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HI {{{{{{{{{{Z}}}}}}}}}} How are ya hunni??? there's not enough space on the page ta spill it all girl.. suffice to say though.. NOW it's goin a wee bit better.. had a looooooooooong chat with THE poet on the weekend and well.. she helped set some things upright again.. bless her heart.. I miss her daily pub visits.. life is LIFE huh.. and how are things with YOU my dear?? |
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1) The scene is set, the night is cold, the campfire is burning and the stars twinkle in the dark night sky... Three hang-glider pilots, one from Australia, one from South Africa and the other from New Zealand, are sitting round a campfire near Ayers Rock, each embroiled with the bravado for which they are famous. A night of tall tales begins.... Kiven, the Ozzie says , "I must be the meanest, toughest heng glider dude there us. Why, just the other day, I linded in a field and scared a crocodile thet got loose from the swamp. Et ate sex men before I wrestled ut to the ground weth my bare hends end beat ut's bliddy 'ed un. Jerry from South Africa typically can't stand to be bettered. "Well you guys, I lended orfter a 200 mile flight on a tiny treck, ind a fifteen foot Namibian desert snike slid out from under a rock and made a move for me. I grebbed thet borsted with my bare hinds and tore it's head orf ind sucked the poison down in one gulp. Ind I'm still here today". Mikey the Kiwi remained silent, slowly poking the fire with his penis. Hello Blondey111 Can I have his number, please?
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