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i hope things get better for you
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1/9/2019 4:57 pm |
Post 4178899 Things will get better...
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The drool on the corner of my mouth So it looks like you make you and me both drool When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
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I remember drifting off at work in mid-afternoon from staring too long at the computer screen. Somehow managed to wake up before my head hit the desk lol. Hope your day gets better.
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Fucking the next thing that crosses my path... Hmmm.... Now there is a strategy that I haven't tried. Hang on a sec... I need some milk. I'll let you know how things turn out... 🤔😶 ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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I have a tendency to drool but for totally different reasons
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Wondrous One... Reminds me of a tune--of course, I'm parrot-phrasing it here: [ sung to the tune of -- Dreamin’ ...by Johnny Burnette ] Droolin' I'm always Droolin' Droolin'... right outta my mind Searchin' I'm always searchin' Hopin'... someday I'll find A Kleenex A Kleenex to wipe with Or just someone to Skype with... but until then... Well I'll keep on droolin' Keep right on droolin' Droolin'... 'till my droolin' gets dry-aye-aye-aye-aye...….. Actually, I know what ya mean--I'm pretty much exmastrabated. Solar... BTW: Don't worry about the drool--it all comes off in the wash.
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Sleet and snow, blustered in steady sheets, as I pulled into the... empty, parking lot. It felt like, I might have been heading toward a deserted movie set, but as the sliding doors opened, I stepped into, a vacant, grocery store. Music echoed up and accross the 30 foot high ceilings and along the wide and vast, blank alleys of food. I was the only person in the store... except for her. She stood, just near by, the avocados and turned around. We both looked at each other, in mild shock that either of us, would be so stupid, as to venture out - in such weather. I smiled at her and playfully waved. "It seems, we have this place to ourselves." "It would seem that way...," she replied, laughing. ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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I walked up to the avocados, and paused. Her steel blue eyes, twinkled as they reflected, the sharp white lights, from overhead. I looked into those eyes, and spoke... "I can never tell, which ones I'm supposed to buy. The hard ones, or the soft ones." "Well... That depends. Do you plan on eating one today, or later on this week? This one... is ready to be eaten today. Here... feel it." She held a perfect avocado, and extended it to me. I touched her warm hand, and her soft skin and squeezed it - the avocado, I mean. "What about the hard ones? What about this one? " I asked, as I moved my arm and extended my sample to her. The tiny gust of air, carried my essence (the cologne, from my wrist), along a plane - directly into her path. I knew, right away... that she had sensed me. Her eyes darted, from the green fruit in my hand, then up, and into my gaze... for a second. . ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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"The hard ones, uhh.. they take a few days to ripen," she replied. Her fingers held mine as she squeezed the fruit. "This one will take... at least a couple of days." I let her fingers linger, on mine, and slowly lowered my hand... to release, the captive, avocado. "You seem to know a lot about these guys. I should take you shopping with me. Do you know as much about other fruits as well?" "Not... really, sure... I guess. Nobody's asked for my help... before. But, hey... fruit is easy to understand, " and her teeth flashed, from between a wide smile. "What other fruit, are you confused about?" she laughed. It was now, my turn, to hesitate. A silent connection had been made. Neurons had been triggered. A chain of electrons had been set in motion, and none of them cared the least - about fruit. ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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