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![]() But in all seriousness.....use these fine woods for fine work.
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![]() Fine work.
Where did you find this photo of Alan Speegish as a youth? |
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![]() The sun that brief December day Rose cheerless over hills of gray, And, darkly circled, gave at noon A sadder light than waning moon.
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![]() WHEN lilacs last in the door-yard bloom’d,
And the great star early droop’d in the western sky in the night, I mourn’d—and yet shall mourn with ever-returning spring. |
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![]() I could use some help here.
Who said..."evrything is the same...only you are different"...?? Anyone know this? |
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![]() When false behemouths fall
One shall remain in the eye For false behemouths are small Perhaps you can dot the I |
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![]() I heard it somewhere....
sorry I am late to this snowy place.....nice to be here.
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![]() Quote:
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