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when in gayville, do as the gay ones do... e.g. speakin' your language.

I was but with males like you, I've gone straight.

that was rhetorical... and you got the tongue... so that's moo... moo: A cow's opinion.

that's a yahoo! messenger smiley... me likey eyebrow wiggles... {Sarah Jessica Parker does it well}

hrmmm.... would I rather get a laugh or a tongue...

Idioms: eat crow To be forced to accept a humiliating defeat.

awww... sweetie, didn't know ya cared... you're due 24 s for your birthday, too...

they still play that at Pro Player (Marlins) stadium.. that's reason enough for them not to be World Champions...

bored-ish... restless... lil pissy.. not exhausted... ...need a happy ending.

i'm indifferent.. but if we're having a hater party, I'm there.

Congrats Marlins... they played well. *cap tip*

Crow and Mushroom Stew 3 crows 1 Tbsp lard/shortening 1 pint stock or gravy 2 Tbsp cream 1/2 cup mushrooms salt and pepper cayenne pepper Clean and cut crows into small portions and let them cook a short time in the lard/shortening in a saucepan, being careful not to brown them. Next, add to the contents of the pan, the stock or gravy, and salt, pepper and cayenne to taste. Simmer 1 hour, or until tender, add mushrooms, simmer 10 minutes more and then stir in cream. Arrange the mushrooms around the crows on a hot platter. Potted Crow: 6 crows 3 bacon slices stuffing of your choice 1 diced carrot 1 diced onion chopped parsley hot water or stock 1/4 cup shortening 1/4 cup flour buttered toast Clean and dress crows; stuff and place them upright in stew-pan on the slices of bacon. Add the carrot, onion and a little parsley, and cover with boiling water or stock. Cover the pot and let simmer for 2-3 hours, or until tender, adding boiling water or stock when necessary. Make a sauce of the shortening and flour and 2 cups of the stock remaining in the pan. Serve each crow on a thin slice of moistened toast, and pour gravy over all. Crow Pie: 1 crow stuffing of your choice salt and pepper shortening flour 2 Pie crust mixes 2-3 hard-boiled eggs Stuff the crow. Loosen joints with a knife but do not cut through. Simmer the crow in a stew-pan, with enough water to cover, until nearly tender, then season with salt and pepper. Remove meat from bones and set aside. Prepare pie crusts as directed. (Do not bake) Make a medium thick gravy with flour, shortening, and juices in which the crow has cooked and let cool. Line a pie plate with pie crust and line with slices of hard-boiled egg. Place crow meat on top. Layer gravy over the crow. Place second pie dough crust over top. Bake at 450 degrees for 1/2 hour.

that movie was pretty horrible, as-is.. but if you've got the ability to see the forest for the trees, some insight can be gleaned. The momacitas were smokin' though... Sofia Vergara is rackilicious Roselyn Sanchez - fairly exotic dark features. Jaci Valasquez... least of three.. but worth of an ass-tap picture posting, anyone?

moving right along

Ever fucked a girl with a canyon cooch? Don't know about you, but I need friction! <-- -faking it

bad sex: fake it or bruise parter's ego?

steamed Los Angeles or NYC

too good to answer mine or not?

since when do you apologize for your actions.. you're getting soft, babe

Man it’s a hot one Like seven inches from the midday sun I hear you whisper & the words melt everyone But you stay so cool My munequita, my Spanish harlem mona lisa Your my reason for reason The step in my groove BRIDGE: And if you say this life ain’t good enough I would give my world to lift you up I could change my life to better suit your mood Cause you’re so smooth CHORUS: And just like the ocean under the moon Well that’s the same emotion that I get from you You got the kind of lovin that can be so smooth Gimme your heart, make it real Or else forget about it I’ll tell you one thing If you would leave it would be a crying shame In every breath and every word I hear your name calling me out Out from the barrio, you hear my rhythm from your radio You feel the turning of the world so soft and slow Turning you round and round Well, go forget about it.... Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it

Ah yeah! There's a red house over yonder, That's where my baby stays Lord, there's a red house over yonder Lord, there's where my baby stays I ain't been home to see my baby In ninty nine and one half days Wait a minute, something's wrong here The key won't unlock this door Wait a minute, something's wrong, lord, have mercy This key won't unlock this door, something's goin' on here I have a bad bad feeling That my baby don't live her no more Well, I might as well go back over yonder, Way back up on the hill That's something to do Lord, I might as well go back over yonder, Way back yonder cross the hill 'Cus if my baby don't love me no more... I know her sister will Yeah.

say 'ello to my little fwend... or I bury dose cckrochas.... Tony Montana... sure thing or a challenge?

have you been hanging out somebitch, again?

addidas (T-Mac3) dinner & movie or an amusement park?

drynx egyptian cotton or satin?