
11-30-2009, 01:33 PM
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Yankee in Dixie
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Join Date: Jun 2008
Location: Tennessee
Posts: 4,217
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I do my shopping during the dead hours in the middle of the day in the middle of the week or during the extremely dead hours of the very late night. I hate crowds. I want in, the stuff I'm seeking, and out as quick and painless as possible. That and I had to work Friday-Sunday.
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"BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Will he offer me his mouth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his teeth? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his jaws? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes. GIRL: Again, will he offer me his hunger? BOY: Yes! GIRL: Yes. BOY: On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? GIRL: Yes. BOY: I bet you say that to all the boys!" -Meatloaf
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