02-23-2007, 01:06 PM
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is not this trim anymore!
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Location: New England
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I'm convinced that when, not if, teleportation becomes possible...it will be a Pixie's name on the patent.
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Though I am different from you,
We were born involved in one another.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Complete surrender should not just come at moments in which one faces overwhelming odds, but in the calm when it seems one is personally in complete control of one's life.
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02-23-2007, 04:06 PM
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~*Geeky Girl*~
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Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: On the farm
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My sweetie's name is on a patent application currently. Unfortunately, it's not for a teleporter.
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"Life is too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't, and believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, then let it, and if you have to wait for what you really want, take the time because nobody said that life would be easy. They just promised it would be worth it." ~ Unknown author
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02-23-2007, 04:48 PM
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As sweet as they cum
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Join Date: Jan 2007
Location: Scotland
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I kept my high heels and belt on while we were at it last night. It was SO HOT!
Me, horny again? No...
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A BIT OF A NYMPH... APPARANTLY
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02-24-2007, 04:46 PM
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Leo was right
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Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Eastern Iowa
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The power has gone out here three times in the last half hour. The ice and wind don't appear to be letting up any so I'm thinking this isn't going to be a fun evening.
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It takes a gutless mouse to play only when the cat's away.
No love, no friendship, can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever. ~~ Francois Mocuriac
Confucius say, "He who masturbate into cash register come into money."
An optimist looks at the glass and says it's half full. A pessimist looks at the glass and says it's half empty. A Cubs fan looks at the glass and says, "When's it gonna spill?"
Deus Impetitio Esuritori Nullus
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02-24-2007, 05:27 PM
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pixie of the wood
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Join Date: Apr 2004
Posts: 10,575
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being mad won't help ...get yourself ready.. grab a flashlight, lots o' blankets, a good book and ride it out with a smile
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02-24-2007, 05:36 PM
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Leo was right
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Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Eastern Iowa
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wyndhy broke my flashlight the other day while playing smut games with me. She broke it over my head. It was a really cool one shaped like a bottle of malt vinegar from Long John Silver's.
Or did you mean you wanted me to ride the flashlight out with a smile on my face?
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It takes a gutless mouse to play only when the cat's away.
No love, no friendship, can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever. ~~ Francois Mocuriac
Confucius say, "He who masturbate into cash register come into money."
An optimist looks at the glass and says it's half full. A pessimist looks at the glass and says it's half empty. A Cubs fan looks at the glass and says, "When's it gonna spill?"
Deus Impetitio Esuritori Nullus
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02-24-2007, 05:41 PM
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pixie of the wood
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iowaman left me to die alone...a loser...so technically, i gave him no such advice. i'm dead.
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02-24-2007, 05:52 PM
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Leo was right
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Join Date: Jan 2004
Location: Eastern Iowa
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I would take it back if I could wyndhy.
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It takes a gutless mouse to play only when the cat's away.
No love, no friendship, can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever. ~~ Francois Mocuriac
Confucius say, "He who masturbate into cash register come into money."
An optimist looks at the glass and says it's half full. A pessimist looks at the glass and says it's half empty. A Cubs fan looks at the glass and says, "When's it gonna spill?"
Deus Impetitio Esuritori Nullus
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02-24-2007, 06:09 PM
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pixie of the wood
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Join Date: Apr 2004
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not a chance! it was fun.
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02-24-2007, 06:12 PM
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♦*♥Moderatrix♥*♦
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Join Date: Nov 2001
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I have been out whoring around on Pixies today.
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02-24-2007, 06:16 PM
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Registered User
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Join Date: Feb 2007
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i went rock climbing with Burt Reynolds but you didn't hear that from me
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"And in the end the love you take is equal to the love you make."
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02-24-2007, 06:16 PM
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pixie of the wood
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Join Date: Apr 2004
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i think that's wonderful.
whore.
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02-24-2007, 06:18 PM
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pixie of the wood
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Join Date: Apr 2004
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Quote:
Originally Posted by LuckY_Day
i went rock climbing with Burt Reynolds but you didn't hear that from me
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really?
i mean, that's interesting.
i mean, who?
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02-24-2007, 06:32 PM
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Sin Diesel
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Join Date: May 2006
Location: Brooklyn, NYC
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I'm still a bit giddy from last night's drunk.
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02-24-2007, 06:37 PM
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♦*♥Moderatrix♥*♦
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I just opened this Frascati, Fontina Candida and the name gives me the giggles.
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