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https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/106341169/tom-connors 3X3
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by Andrea Dietrich | Breath of Love In autumn’s wind, I look up to the sky. How sweet the breath of love upon my face! In rustling leaves, I hear you softly sigh; in autumns wind, I look up to the sky and see what time and death cannot erase. . . ...
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Spanish Sky As I lay upon a beach and feel the waves break themselves upon me in salty swells of innocence, I watch the sun drown itself once more in distant ocean reaches beyond the borderline of where the earth meets the sky, and far off stars...
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Go on BoJo….try it.
I double dare you.
Try it.
Watch what happens….hope you’ve plenty of police and soldiers on standby.
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Living
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Rarely. I was the smallest, scrawniest kid in my year and didn't know how to fight, so on the rare I occasions someone said they were going to kick my head in, I'd just say that yes, they'd easily beat me, but telling their mates that they just beat...
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I can't - it interferes with my monkeypox medication.
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Did anyone ever actually get their head flushed down a toilet, or does that only happen in comics and stuff?
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That's easily solved - just stove their heeds reet in.
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Reg was. The big boys flushed his head down the toilet.
This happened last week.
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Dunno. If I ever met any of them again I’d stove their fuckin’ heeds reet in before I had chance to make polite conversation about their chosen career paths.
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Another Question: Were your bullies successful as adults whilst you scrambled at the sides of a dark pit?
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Hmm.
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Oh my
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Parsonstreet: You're Fired!
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I am more scared of alcohol.
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Barely
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The Skies Are Cloudy with a Chance of Love by Patti Masterman-Heterodynemind The skies are cloudy with a chance of love: With you, I'd paint all the stars above; My hearts on fire, and there's a chance of rain- Unless I'm wrapped by your arms...
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The Cloudy Sky by Vanita Rains made the nature so clean, Shadow of clouds made it more green. The layers of clouds darken the sky. Sunrays are restrained to pass by. The layers are dense and thick. But, somewhere they are weak. Like a poor man's...
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I can't - it interferes with my monkeypox medication.
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You brought me under your wing and nurtured me. Said nobody ever.
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Chris Mitchell: Written in the Stars; My Journey to Air-conditioning.
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Almost since it started in 2002. I was only sentenced to 15 years originally, but had 5 years added for bad behaviour.
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Been posting just short of five years, logged in all that time as well.
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