is it because I am retarded?beatrliciousNovember 19 2004, 13:51:10 UTC
I'm sorry, that made me laugh so hard.
I love you, Houston. I had a black baby for you. Never forget that.
I'd have another black baby for you. I'd have 10 if you wanted me to!
I'm going to rock your world tomorrow night and give you a reason to dig yourself out of your hole. Whether it involves me grabbing your ass all night long or letting you play with my tits. It's all for you. I'll do anything for a friend. I'll even wear a nice bra, the kind that "lifts and seperates," since I've learned to wear a nice bras whenever I'm around you. That's love, Houston. I don't even wear nice underwear for guys I'm going to sleep with. But you, hun? You know what, I'm going to go buy myself the nicest bra and wear it tomorrow for you.
I love you and our black baby. I can't wait to see both of you.
to live is to suffer...hyunkimNovember 22 2004, 00:43:44 UTC
to survive, well, that's to find meaning in the suffering.
first, i'm already 25. i graduated college 4 years ago, worked as a financial planner for 3 years and have been a grocery store manager for 8 months. i've only recently started my passion.
time to teach a lesson in a story.
there was a salesman who went to visit a farmer at his farm to sell him some new equipment. during his presentation, the salesman hears a dog howling in the background. he sees that the farmer doesn't seem to notice so the salesman also chooses to ignore it. after the papers are signed and the checks are written, the salesman simply can't inore it anymore and finally asks the farmer about the dog.
"the dog must be sitting on a nail," the farmer says.
"why don't you do something about it?" asks the salesman.
"when he wants to get off the nail, he will."
h-town, deep within, you know what your passion to be is. you're obviously sitting on a nail. when you want to get off of it, you will.
It's not cahones. It's fear. I'm scared. I'm scared of becoming like just about everyone else in my family. When i make a mistake i realize it something that someone in my family has made and never recovered from. My aspiration is to not be like every other person in my family. That's why I left. I realized there is no way in hell i can get my shit together with my family around. Buck up houston. If i can do, i know for damned sure that you can do it as well. Your a lot smarter than I am and have a much larger penis. So son, get up, buck up and be the cool cat you are.
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I love you, Houston. I had a black baby for you. Never forget that.
I'd have another black baby for you. I'd have 10 if you wanted me to!
I'm going to rock your world tomorrow night and give you a reason to dig yourself out of your hole. Whether it involves me grabbing your ass all night long or letting you play with my tits. It's all for you. I'll do anything for a friend. I'll even wear a nice bra, the kind that "lifts and seperates," since I've learned to wear a nice bras whenever I'm around you. That's love, Houston. I don't even wear nice underwear for guys I'm going to sleep with. But you, hun? You know what, I'm going to go buy myself the nicest bra and wear it tomorrow for you.
I love you and our black baby. I can't wait to see both of you.
Beatriz.
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first, i'm already 25. i graduated college 4 years ago, worked as a financial planner for 3 years and have been a grocery store manager for 8 months. i've only recently started my passion.
time to teach a lesson in a story.
there was a salesman who went to visit a farmer at his farm to sell him some new equipment. during his presentation, the salesman hears a dog howling in the background. he sees that the farmer doesn't seem to notice so the salesman also chooses to ignore it. after the papers are signed and the checks are written, the salesman simply can't inore it anymore and finally asks the farmer about the dog.
"the dog must be sitting on a nail," the farmer says.
"why don't you do something about it?" asks the salesman.
"when he wants to get off the nail, he will."
h-town, deep within, you know what your passion to be is. you're obviously sitting on a nail. when you want to get off of it, you will.
godspeed.
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