posted on April 10, 2002 09:20:03 PM
KIARA, YER EITHER CUTTIN' AND PASTIN' LIKE GAD ZOOKS OR YOU CAN THINK AND TYPE LIKE THE DICKENS. HAAHHAHA. YOU ARE, YOU ARE GOOD. I APPLAUDE YOU. AND EVERBODY ELSE GET IN HERE AND APPLAUDE HER TOO. THE CROWD ROARS. FREE CONCERTS HERE EVERY NIGHT. MAN WE CAN ALL USE HER TALENTS AND SING KAROKE. HAHAHHAHA.
WELL IT'S CRYIN' TIME AGAIN ,,,,,,,,YER GONNA LEAVE ME,,,,,,,,,,I CAN SEE THAT FAR AWAY LOOK IN YER EYE. HAHAHAHHA.
posted on April 10, 2002 09:25:47 PM
Ashlandtrader, I haven't had time to buy anything for myself. I can only SELL, SELL, SELL.
Thanks for showing up, everyone.
Now keep Jack amused while I crunch some #'s here for awhile.
We only have about 100 more posts till tomorrow night.
WE CAN DO IT!!
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posted on April 10, 2002 09:30:57 PM
Jack you only have 100 More Posts (or so) to go till the Week Limit is Up??!!?? Did you Take into account Daylight Savings, ,It costs you an Hour, and me some sleep!!
posted on April 10, 2002 09:31:11 PM
WAS IT NABSTER THAT GOT IN TROUBLE FOR STEALING SONGS? CAN KIARA FILE A LAWSUIT AGAINST US FOR LISTENING TO HER MUSIC?
posted on April 10, 2002 09:40:05 PM
Let me run with you tonight
I'll take you on a moonlight ride
There's someone I used to see
But she don't give a damn for me
But let me get to the point, let's roll another joint
And turn the radio loud, I'm too alone to be proud
You don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels to be me
People come, people go
Some grow young, some grow cold
I woke up in between
A memory and a dream
So let's get to the point, let's roll another joint
Let's head on down the road
There's somewhere I gotta go
And you don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels to be me
My old man was born to rock
He's still tryin' to beat the clock
Think of me what you will
I've got a little space to fill
So let's get to the point, let's roll another joint
And let's head on down the road
There's somewhere I got to go
And you don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels
No, you don't know how it feels to be me
You don't know how it feels
You don't know how it feels
No, you don't know how it feels to be me
posted on April 10, 2002 09:42:45 PM
283 AND TIME IS TICK , TICK ,TICKIN' AWAY. POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!! POSTERS!!!!P O S T !!!! COME ON!!!!!!!!!!!!! DO IT!!!!!!!! DO IT NOW! YES!!!!! OH YES!!!!!!!! O YEAH!!! AGAIN!!POST IT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAH.
posted on April 10, 2002 09:53:05 PM
Hi Helen,
Dismal? No, they are fun! At least the ones around here still are. College town-- kids selling off stuff to buy their books and things. I am really looking forward to the end of the school year-- it will be time to cruise by the dorms and watch for stuff they are tossing out.
Oh kiara, don't I know it. Sell sell sell! But sometimes you have to buy too!@ You deserve it after all that singing.
Here's one for you:
In the middle of the night
I'll be walking in my sleep
through the river of pain,
through the river so deep.
I'll be searchin for something,
something sacred I lost,
something so hard to find.
Something, somebody tossed...
in the middle of the night....
posted on April 10, 2002 09:53:56 PM
FASTER!! FASTER!!! FASTER!!! POST AS FAST AS YOU CAN!!!!!!!!!!!! GIVE IT THE OLD L O C O M O T I O N!!!!!!!!!!YEAH!!!!! GEE I THINK THAT WAS ROUND 2,,,,,,,,,,AND IN SUCH A SHORT RETRIEVAL PERIOD TOO. WOW, MY HEAD IS SPINNIN'. BACK AT IT! POST!!!!!!!!!
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