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![]() Clydeee... do you realize that if you never post again you will end with exactly 69 posts
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![]() Lyde.......oh boy.
And a 69 and a follow up wtf are you talking about!!?? I'm getting dizzy. Am still trying to dissect the mystery of Avytar. No I'm not. |
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It is a full moon, its snowing, and the half and half is sour--what do you expect ??? Haikus to cuckoos ??? |
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Ah don't thank so...but well done. Almost like saying the Sweet n' Sour is half. |
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Which half ?? |
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Shoot some ants. |
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![]() Hi Morty. O Morty my Morty! Rise up and hear the bells. Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills For you win tickets and ribboned wreaths—for you the paddock a-crowding For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager horsies turning for home Here Captain! Dear Morty! These lilacs beneath your bed It is some dream that in the Padlock You’ve fallen on your head. ![]() (Who is HandHeld 10?) |
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