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rest assured she knows what you are up to
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watchin the babies run @ keeneland dear...
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That was sneaky. |
BUFFY to MORTY: You were degrading and mean for no other reason than to get your old balls off.
MORTY FIRES BACK: You haven't seen a pair this admirable since your last yard sale scrum at the nut house. COOBY INSERTS HER 2¢: Why, I truly think Barcley Tagg could make good use out of those balls. |
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rule-eng un ze flour!!! leff-eng may ess oaf!!!!! |
Glad to lighten your load on this very Good Friday.
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You are too kind.
I'm afraid I have determined God doesn't like me very much. I guess I can't blame Him. But I do try. It may not seem like it....but ah do. |
Thank you for your reassuring reply.
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Aw c'mon now.....everyone knows the HE just expects great things from you.
Your contributions to the racing world are being duly noted by St. Peter....I believe you will pass thru the Pearly Gates, no problemo. As for me, I might get in by a lip. |
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Thank you dahling. I knew I could depend on you. Catman Running....Zodiac Cipher. |
Funny Cide backing up something awful.
Sweet sufferin' Jesus....this looks bad. |
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Make that coffee to go.
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If sentenced to be hanged by the neck until dead..
...I certainly hope they send you for the rope. |
Is it me?
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It's always you.
Back to the FC Debacle at K'land. He travelled two wide until the middle of the backstretch and then systematically backed up to last. |
Whatevah.
I don't know Cooby...that dog just don't hunt. |
most dogs won't hunt...cause they ain't well trained...kinda like you huh morte'?
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Well...........
...I really wish you would mind your own business. |
well so would I ...but nosy and bossy come so naturally to me
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