tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88701102467943135642024-03-05T06:21:49.108-08:00Aniket JoshiHello .... You are reading Bio of Scapegrace person Who is strange because i will holds grudges about things that never actually happened.Tighter you try to hold me i will slip through you. love my Daily routine..i do forget what i really want instead becoming distracted by fun, pleasure and pretty things. Hate gossiping or talking back about anyone doesnt matter Who is that person.i dont devalue the people in my life. They all have a gift to share. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-47910479681248361982012-12-24T20:48:00.001-08:002012-12-24T20:50:03.739-08:00Santa You Big Fat Fraud (Best Lyrics i ever read)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Hey!<br />Jingle balls, jingle balls,<br />Jingle both my balls,<br />Santa You Big Fat Fraud ??? ??<br />You'll know this if you broke (?)<br />Hey!<br />Jingle balls, jingle balls,<br />Jingle both my balls,<br />Santa You Big Fat Fraud ???<br />You'll know this if you broke (?)<br />Hey!<br /><br />Dashing through the snow<br />With a one horse who just ???<br />Put in the ass ??<br />??<br />He knows that but(t)? but still (steal?)<br />He ?? and gave me christmas presents for me<br />F-ck ???<br /><br />Hey!<br />Jingle balls, jingle balls,<br />Jingle both my balls,<br />Santa You Big Fat Fraud ??? ??<br />You'll know this if you broke (?)<br />Hey!<br />Jingle balls, jingle balls,<br />Jingle both my balls,<br />Santa You Big Fat Fraud ???<br />You'll know this if you broke (?)<br />Hey!<br /><br />A day or two ago<br />I thought I'd take a ride<br />And go to the mall and punch his face<br />And tell him f-cking die<br /><br />He looks like a used tampon (?)<br />I'm hatin' f-cking ???<br />And all I want for Christmas is<br />A knife to cut his head off<br /><br />Hey!<br />Jingle balls, jingle balls,<br />Jingle both my balls,<br />Santa You Big Fat Fraud ??? ??<br />You'll know this if you broke (?)<br />Hey!<br />Jingle balls, jingle balls,<br />Jingle both my balls,<br />Santa You Big Fat Fraud ???<br />You'll know this if you broke (?)<br />Hey!<br /><br />Yeah, well, I'm really feel bad for the poor kids<br />Because they found out that there's no Santa Clause<br />The rich kids ?? 22 year old and they not know that there's no Santa Clause<br />Because the family is so rich<br />They buy ???<br />???<br />???<br />Sounds like "Yo, I want this ?? cars"<br />And they like "Ho-ho-ho,<br />Fo sho I'll gave this for you, sonny (sunny?)"<br />???<br />Nothing, nothing!<br /></div>
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<span class="userContent">“Life is an opportunity, benefit from it.<br /> Life is beauty, admire it.<br /> Life is a dream, realize it.<br /> Life is a challenge, meet it.<br /> Life is a duty, complete it.<br /> Life is a game, play it.<br /> Life is a promise, fulfill it.<br /> Life is sorrow, overcome it.<br /> Life is a song, sing it.<br /> Life is a struggle, accept it.<br /><span class="text_exposed_show"> Life is a tragedy, confront it.<br /> Life is an adventure, dare it.<br /> Life is luck, make it.<br /> Life is too precious, do not destroy it.<br /> Life is life, fight for it.”</span></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-7691731857931776602012-12-24T20:07:00.007-08:002012-12-24T20:07:48.255-08:00Merry Christmas<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="userContent">The bells of waiting Advent ring,<br /> The Tortoise stove is lit again<br /> And lamp-oil light across the night<br /> Has caught the streaks of winter<br /> rain.<br /> In many a stained-glass window<br /><span class="text_exposed_show"> sheen<br /> From Crimson Lake to Hooker's<br /> Green.<br /> The holly in the windy hedge<br /> And round the Manor House the<br /> yew<br /> Will soon be stripped to deck the<br /> ledge,<br /> The altar, font and arch and pew,<br /> So that villagers can say<br /> 'The Church looks nice' on Christmas<br /> Day.<br /> Provincial public houses blaze<br /> And Corporation tramcars clang,<br /> On lighted tenements I gaze<br /> Where paper decorations hang,<br /> And bunting in the red Town Hall<br /> Says 'Merry Christmas to you all'<br /> And London shops on Christmas Eve<br /> Are strung with silver bells and<br /> flowers<br /> As hurrying clerks the City leave<br /> To pigeon-haunted classic towers,<br /> And marbled clouds go scudding by<br /> The many-steepled London sky.<br /> And girls in slacks remember Dad,<br /> And oafish louts remember Mum,<br /> And sleepless children's hearts are<br /> glad,<br /> And Christmas morning bells say<br /> 'Come!'<br /> Even to shining ones who dwell<br /> Safe in the Dorchester Hotel.<br /> And is it true? and is it true?<br /> The most tremendous tale of all,<br /> Seen in a stained-glass window's<br /> hue,<br /> A Baby in an ox's stall?<br /> The Maker of the stars and sea<br /> Become a Child on earth for me?<br /> And is it true? For if it is,<br /> No loving fingers tying strings<br /> Around those tissued fripperies,<br /> The sweet and silly Christmas things,<br /> Bath salts and inexpensive scent<br /> And hideous tie so kindly meant.<br /> No love that in a family dwells,<br /> No carolling in frosty air,<br /> Nor all the steeple-shaking bells<br /> Can with this single Truth compare -<br /> That God was Man in Palestine<br /> And lives to-day in Bread and<br /> Wine. Merry Christmas...</span></span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-23822379585753137002012-10-04T04:05:00.002-07:002012-10-04T04:05:38.765-07:00Who is a MAN?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent"><br /> A man is the most beautiful part of God's creation who starts<br /> compromising at a very tender age.<br /> He sacrifices his chocolates 4 sister.</span></span><br />
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He sacrifices his dreams 4 just smile on his parents face.<br /> He spends his entire pocket money on buyng gifts 4 the girl he loves<br /> just 2 see her smiling<br /> He sacrifices his full youth 4 his wife & children by working late @<br /> night without any complain.<br /> He builds their future by takng loans from banks & repayng them 4<br /> lifetime.<br /> He struggles a lot & still has 2 bear scolding from his mother, wife &<br /> boss.<br /> His mother, wife & boss all try 2 control him.<br /> His life finally ends up only by compromising 4 others happiness.<br /> Respect every male in your life.<br /> U will never know what he has sacrificed 4U. :)</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-18162138553875167182012-10-04T04:00:00.003-07:002012-10-04T04:00:51.255-07:00BEST DIVORCE LETTER EVER...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">Dear Wife, <br />
I’m writing you this letter to tell you that I’m leaving you forever.
I've been a good man to you for 7 years & I have nothing to show for
it. These last 2 weeks have been hell. ... Your boss called to tell me
that you quit your job today & that was the last straw. Last week,
you came home & didn't even notice I had a new haircut, had cooked
your favorite meal & even wore a brand new pair of silk boxers. You
ate in 2 minutes, & went straight to sleep after watching all of
your soaps. You don’t tell me you love me anymore; you don’t want sex or
anything that connects us as husband & wife. Either you’re cheating
on me or you don’t love me anymore; whatever the case, I’m gone. <br /> </span></span><br />
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Your EX-Husband<br /> <br /> P.S. don’t try to find me. Your SISTER & I are moving away to West Virginia together! Have a great life! <br /> <br /> Dear Ex-Husband <br />
Nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It’s true you
& I have been married for 7 years, although a good man is a far cry
from what you've been. I watch my soaps so much because they drown out
your constant whining & griping Too bad that doesn't work. I DID
notice when you got a hair cut last week, but the 1st thing that came to
mind was ‘You look just like a girl!’ Since my mother raised me not to
say anything if you can’t say something nice, I didn't comment. And when
you cooked my favorite meal, you must have gotten me confused with MY
SISTER, because I stopped eating pork 7 years ago. About those new silk
boxers: I turned away from you because the $49.99 price tag was still on
them, & I prayed it was a coincidence that my sister had just
borrowed $50 from me that morning. After all of this, I still loved you
& felt we could work it out. So when I hit the lotto for 10 million
dollars, I quit my job & bought us 2 tickets to Jamaica But when I
got home you were gone.. Everything happens for a reason, I guess. I
hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that
the letter you wrote ensures you won’t get a dime from me. So take
care. <br /> <br /> Signed, Your Ex-Wife, Rich As Hell & Free! <br /> <br /> P.S. I don’t know if I ever told you this, but my sister Carla was born Carl. I hope that’s not a problem. :P :D</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-76400665087304045542012-10-02T07:43:00.001-07:002012-10-02T07:43:10.974-07:00Just A Joke<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent">One
evening a husband, thinking he was being funny, said to his wife,
'Perhaps we should start washing your clothes in 'Slim Fast'. Maybe it
would take a few inches off of your butt!'<br /> <br /> His wife was not amused, and decided that she simply couldn't let such a comment go unrewarded.<br /> <br />
The next morning the husband took a pair of underwear out of his
drawer. 'What the heck is this?' he said to himself as a little 'dust'
cloud appeared when he shook them out.<br /><div class="text_exposed_show">
<br /> 'April', he hollered into the bathroom, 'Why did you put talcum powder in my underwear?'<br /> <br /> She replied with a snicker. 'It's not talcum powder; it's 'Miracle Grow'!!</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-83276741641954683532012-10-02T07:34:00.002-07:002012-10-02T07:34:47.338-07:00Jagjit Singh - Ye Tera Ghar Ye Mera Ghar lyrics<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent"><br /> <br /> Ye Tera Ghar Ye Mera Ghar Kisi Ko Dekhna Ho Gar<br /> To Pehle Aake Maang Le Meri Nazar Teri Nazar<br /> Ye Tera Ghar Ye Mera Ghar Ye Ghar Bahut Haseen Hai<br /><div class="text_exposed_show">
Ye Ghar Bahut Haseen Hai Ye Ghar Bahut Haseen Hai<br /> <br /> Na Baadlon Ke Chhaon Mein Na Chandni Ke Gaaon Mein<br /> Na Phool Jaise Raaste Bane Hain Iske Vaaste<br /> Magar Ye Ghar Ajeeb Hai Zameen Ke Kareeb Hai<br /> Ye Eent-Pattharon Ka Ghar Hamaari Hasraton Ka Ghar<br /> Ye Tera Ghar...<br /> <br /> Jo Chaandni Nahin To Kya Ye Roshni Hai Pyaar Ki<br /> Dilon Ke Phool Khil Gaye To Fikr Kya Bahaar Ki<br /> Hamaare Ghar Na Aayegi Kabhi Khushi Udhaar Ki<br /> Hamaari Raahaton Ka Ghar Hamaari Chaahaton Ka Ghar<br /> Ye Tera Ghar...<br /> <br /> Yahan Mahak Wafaaon Ki Mohabbaton Ka Rang Hai<br /> Ye Ghar Tumhara Khwaab Hai Ye Ghar Meri Umang Hai<br /> Na Aarzoo Pe Qaid Hai Na Hausle Pe Jung Hai<br /> Hamaare Hauslon Ka Ghar Hamaari Himmaton Ka Ghar<br /> Ye Tera Ghar...</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-45962952000471491992012-09-30T19:28:00.000-07:002012-09-30T19:28:09.200-07:00Marrying A CA ? <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span class="userContent">Should u really marry a CA ?????<br /> When I told my mom that I<br /> wanted a professional woman as<br /> my wife, she got me one; a<br /> Chartered Accountant . She uses<br /> LIFO method while taking out the<br /> refrigerated food. She thinks I am<br /> no good at figure work. Fine with<br /> me, for now she handles the<br /> budget of the house. Initially she</span><br />
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used to send me a bill at the<br /> month end, but when I told her<br /> that I am not her client but her<br /> husband, she asks for the money<br /> in advance. The expenses had<br /> been rising steadily over the<br /> months, so one day I snooped<br /> into the papers maintained in a<br /> current file.. No wonder! She was<br /> charging conveyance and<br /> overtime to the house budget.<br /> She is crazy, I tell her but she<br /> corrects me. "No my darling, I am<br /> the auditor." I fail to see the<br /> light.. Every scrap of the paper in<br /> our house is filed. She tells me as<br /> per some Ordinance she must<br /> keep a copy of every thing for at<br /> least ten years before destroying<br /> it. I am worried. The other day we<br /> had an hour-long fight. Later, I<br /> got to know that she had charged<br /> that hour to a client of hers, in<br /> the time sheet. My time was put<br /> down as unoccupied. She says<br /> that she loves me and I tell her<br /> that I love her too. However, she<br /> never believes me. She says that<br /> there is susceptibility of it being a<br /> misstatement. Duh! She wants my<br /> representation on this & Expert<br /> opinion of some Expert! Not a<br /> long time back my brother's<br /> wedding was to be solemnized.<br /> Wedding cards had been sent.<br /> After some time I started receiving<br /> a steady trickle of letters. I was<br /> puzzled until my wife explained<br /> that external evidence was more<br /> reliable. She had called for<br /> confirmations from all those to<br /> whom cards were sent. When she<br /> cooks, my wife at times does not<br /> go by recipe. Where the recipe<br /> says add half-teaspoon vinegar,<br /> one tsp black salt or one teacup<br /> of water, she ignores them. She<br /> says that they are not material<br /> when taken in context of whole<br /> meal being prepared. She is<br /> crazy, I tell you. Surprisingly<br /> everybody calls her an auditor,<br /> instead. I checked the dictionary<br /> and it did not state that auditor is<br /> a synonym for crazy. The<br /> dictionary must be outdated.<br /> When we got married, she had<br /> given me an Engagement Letter<br /> and I Had said how cute-how<br /> sweet.Now she gives it to me<br /> every year saying that her<br /> standards state that it must be<br /> sent anew if there is any<br /> indication that I have<br /> misunderstood the objective and<br /> scope of engagement. Huh! Apart<br /> from sending me the engagement<br /> letter once again she says I can't<br /> get rid off her just like that. She<br /> says that she has the right of<br /> being heard before I appoint<br /> some one else. It seems I must<br /> keep reading one local and<br /> another English newspaper<br /> published and circulated in the<br /> vicinity of our house for more<br /> details. Phew! For a minute, I<br /> thought that we had jeopardized<br /> our going concern status. Duh!<br /> Dare I say so?? I am told by one<br /> of my female colleagues who is<br /> married to a CA that the scenario<br /> is even worse when the guy is a<br /> CA. Apparently he capitalized the<br /> wedding expenses as preliminary<br /> expenses and is writing it off every<br /> year. Also the time he spent<br /> dating his wife before marrying<br /> her is still under consideration for<br /> valuation under AS-26...valuation<br /> of intangible assets. So guys<br /> please think twice....should u<br /> really marry a CA? And yes please<br /> discount it by the appropriate<br /> rate to arrive at the present value<br /> of the risk of doing so.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-2588450436129283562012-09-15T20:03:00.000-07:002012-09-15T20:03:50.450-07:00To Every Action ther is equal Imprtant meaning ! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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- Holding Hands: We definitely like each other.<br />- Holding you tight pressed against each other: I want you.<br />- Looking into each other's Eyes: I like you, for who you are.<br />- Playing with Hair: Let's fool around.<br />- Arms around the Waist: I like you too much to let go.<br />- Laughing while Kissing: I am completely comfortable with you.</h2>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-67376047576062945172012-09-15T19:50:00.000-07:002012-09-15T19:50:07.724-07:00There is Meaning To Every kiss. ! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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"WHAT EACH KISS MEANS"<br />- Kiss on the Forehead: We're cute together .<br />- Kiss on the Cheek: We're friends.<br />- Kiss on the Hand: I adore you.<br />- Kiss on the Neck: I want you, now.<br />- Kiss on the Shoulder: Your perfect.<br />- Kiss on the Lips: I LOVE YOU...</h2>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-73710792344135059052012-07-14T21:01:00.001-07:002012-07-14T21:01:53.745-07:00Something meanningful...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-weight: bold;">1.</span> "Michael Jackson's album was only called Bad because there wasn't enough room on the sleeve for Pathetic." —Prince<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">2. </span>"He looks like a dwarf who's been dipped in a bucket of pubic hair." —Boy George, on Prince<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">3.</span> "He couldn't ad-lib a fart after a baked-bean dinner." —Johnny Carson, on Chevy Chase<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">4.</span> "All that Hubert needs over
there is a gal to answer the phone and a pencil with an eraser on it."
—Lyndon Johnson, on Hubert Humphrey, his vice president<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">5.</span> "The only reason so many
people attended his funeral was they wanted to make sure he was dead."
—Samuel Goldwyn, on Louis B. Mayer<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">6.</span> "People shouldn't be treated like objects. They aren't that valuable." —P.J. O'Rourke<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">7. </span>"Armaments, universal debt, and planned obsolescence--those are the three pillars of Western prosperity." —Aldous Huxley<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">8.</span> "The only thing dumber than a pitcher is two pitchers." —Ted Williams<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">9.</span> "I saw a woman wearing a sweatshirt with 'Guess' on it. I said, 'Thyroid problem?' " —Emo Philips<br />
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">10.</span> "He has so many fishhooks in his nose, he looks like a piece of bait." —Bob Costas, on Dennis Rodman<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">11. </span>"If you're going to spit at me, make sure you hit me in the face. Don't be wasting my time." —Dennis Rodman<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">12.</span> "If I had a hammer, I'd use it on Peter, Paul, and Mary." —Howard Rosenberg<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">13. </span>"Women's intuition is the result of millions of years of not thinking." —Rupert Hughes<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">14. </span>"He walks as if he had fouled his small clothes and looks as if he smelt it." —Christopher Smart, on the poet Thomas Gray<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">15.</span> "I couldn't warm to him even if I was cremated next to him." —Keith Richards, on Chuck Berry<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">16.</span> "I'm glad I've given up
drugs and alcohol. It would be awful to be like Keith Richards. He's
pathetic. It's like a monkey with arthritis, trying to go onstage and
look young." —Elton John<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">17.</span> "One should forgive one's enemies, but not before they are hanged." —Heinrich Hein</div>
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">18.</span> "She not only kept her figure, she's added so much to it." —Bob Fosse<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">19.</span> "Love is two minutes, 52 seconds of squishing noises." —Johnny Rotten<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">20. </span>"Democracy is the worship of jackals by jackasses." —H.L. Mencken<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">21.</span> "Family love is messy, clinging, and of an annoying and repetitive pattern, like bad wallpaper." —Friedrich Nietzsche<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">22. </span>"You can take all the
sincerity in Hollywood, place it in the navel of a fruit fly, and still
have room enough for three caraway seeds and a producer's heart." —Fred
Allen<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">23. </span>"Life is a cement trampoline." —Howard Nordberg<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">24. </span>"He would sell you a rat's asshole for a wedding ring." —Tom Waits, on singer/songwriter Chuck E. Weiss<br />
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<span style="font-weight: bold;">25. </span>"Start every day with a smile and get it over with." —W.C. Fields</div>
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I Don't Know What Is Our Destiny,<br /> But, With You I Know I'll Be Happy, ♥<br /> Because There Is Nothing More Divine,<br /> But The Fact That I Made You Mine, ♥<br /> So I'll Give You All The Love And Care,<br /> ... And I Promise I'll Always Be There, ♥<br /><span class="text_exposed_show"> When You Need You'll Have My Shoulder,<br /> With Love As Together We Grow Older. ♥ ♥ ♥</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-78480899669076303422012-06-27T02:08:00.001-07:002012-06-27T02:08:59.218-07:00For My Best Friend<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
FOR MY BESTFRIEND ~<br /> <br /> You came into my life..<br /> when all hope was gone..<br /> I thought Love was only for the lucky ones.<br /> ...<br /><span class="text_exposed_show"> Still, I waited, watched and listened to those<br /> famous words...<br /> ...those words I've heard before,<br /> those stabbing words of good-bye..<br /> just because I was always the shy one..<br /> <br /> I cried and asked God "why they always leave?"<br /> does none love me?<br /> <br /> When time after time, each friend who said they<br /> cared..<br /> would turn and walk away..because I didn't want<br /> to be<br /> 'friends with benefits' all because I would not say<br /> 'yes'...<br /> they would each walk away.. !!<br /> <br /> I learned not to trust...<br /> I learned not to care..<br /> I lost my faith..<br /> thought I had done something wrong..<br /> thought God just didn't care.<br /> <br /> Then you came into my life..<br /> changed everything around...<br /> time after time..<br /> you stayed..<br /> even when I pushed you away,<br /> you fought for me and told me you loved me ... !<br /> ?!<br /> <br /> Now I know,<br /> God never left me alone..<br /> He just wanted me to know pain of rejection..<br /> To appreciate and value His blessings.<br /> <br /> Out of all the blessings God has given me,<br /> The BEST one is YOU ... !?!</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8870110246794313564.post-10719414270282139492011-10-09T22:32:00.000-07:002011-10-09T22:32:13.375-07:00I Am on Cloud 9<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">It feels Lyk i m bachelor jst beacuse i m attending calls In night Of Girl........</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11767009433697304663noreply@blogger.com1