11-30-2003, 07:23 PM
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Scottish Angel
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For Christmas!
A wee bit of mistletoe!
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11-30-2003, 07:27 PM
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Scottish Angel
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Poor Santa!
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11-30-2003, 07:30 PM
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Scottish Angel
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Rudolph and friends!
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11-30-2003, 07:34 PM
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Scottish Angel
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Santa gives up!
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11-30-2003, 07:37 PM
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Everybody Stretch!
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LMFAO!
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11-30-2003, 07:37 PM
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Scottish Angel
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"snow" in love!
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11-30-2003, 07:40 PM
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A Little of Both
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hee hee...funny..I love the mistletoe.
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11-30-2003, 07:40 PM
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Scottish Angel
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"hold up!"
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11-30-2003, 07:58 PM
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Suprise Me
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 LMAO
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11-30-2003, 08:02 PM
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celticangel,
Excellent!
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11-30-2003, 08:22 PM
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Pixie since 9/3/2001
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Its meltinggggg
LMFAO
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11-30-2003, 08:33 PM
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11-30-2003, 08:58 PM
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One Hot Mamma!
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REMEMBER THIS AT CHRISTMAS TIME...
>>>
>>> According to the Alaska Department of Fish and
>>> Game, while both male and female reindeer grow
>>> antlers in the summer each year, male reindeer drop
>>> their antlers at the beginning of winter, usually
>>> late November to mid-December. Female reindeer
>>> retain their antlers till after they give birth in
>>> the spring.
>>>
>>> Therefore, according to EVERY historical rendition
>>> depicting Santa's reindeer, EVERY single one of
>>> them, from Rudolph to Blitzen, had to be a girl.
>>>
>>> We should've known -- ONLY women would be able to
>>> drag a fat-ass man in a red velvet suit all around
>>> the world in one night and not get lost.
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11-30-2003, 09:58 PM
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The poor doggy should get something besides mistletoe. 
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11-30-2003, 10:01 PM
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ROFL ShadowDancer - great Av, too!
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