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Post by Heddy Hopper on Nov 18, 2006 1:19:35 GMT -6
"I am not!" she whimpered softly.
"Are so," he stammered confidently, fidgeting with an assortment of physical tics.
"Well, okay then," she huffed. "We're in agreement."
"I don't think so," he agreed. "So be it."
Boogers Are Green, Snot Is Yellow, Shove In A Bean, Like A Good Little Fellow.
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Post by Heddy Hopper on Feb 20, 2007 18:02:57 GMT -6
"Your end, perhaps," she said, "But not mine.""That isn't my city." She laughed from deep within her soul as the sound shook throughout his core. "That city belonged to your allies." Her laughter turned into a hysterical cackle. "I don't think they'll be helping you destroy us now. Do you?"
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Post by Heddy Hopper on Mar 15, 2007 16:56:46 GMT -6
I slipped and fell. I ended up in a well. I tried to climb out. Then I began to doubt.
Was I tripped? Or had I slipped? The light above faded. I became jaded.
'T'was then I knew the truth. And in my heart crept ruth. But I laugh last. As I hear the car start with a blast.
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Post by Heddy Hopper on Sept 8, 2007 16:02:05 GMT -6
If everyone thought like me, Oh how wonderful the world would be!
I wouldn't have to exercise my mind, Since everyone was of my kind.
I'd never have to lose my temper, My expression a constant simper.
Oh, if only everyone thought like me, The world would be happy and so carefree.
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Post by Heddy Hopper on Dec 30, 2007 18:44:30 GMT -6
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Post by Heddy Hopper on Dec 30, 2007 19:34:59 GMT -6
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Post by Heddy Hopper on May 15, 2008 16:03:33 GMT -6
The links are all the same in these siggies. I just changed the wording.
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Post by Heddy Hopper on May 15, 2008 16:06:40 GMT -6
"There are no children's books or adult books -- there are only good books & bad books. Everyone should read the good books." -- Stephenie Meyer
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