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            <title>Pain</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=681927</link>
            <description>Pain, my long time compainion has once again found his way to my side. I thought that maybe he was gone but alas, he always seems to find his way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that the one emotion that's supposed to give you joy, peace, and fulfillment is the one that can turn your life completely upside down and cause untold misery? It can raise you to the highest peaks of Heaven or it can send you to the most deplorable pits of hell. Love is the greatest and the worst of all things on earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love....&lt;br /&gt;Love is pain&lt;br /&gt;Love is misery&lt;br /&gt;Love is intolerable&lt;br /&gt;Love is cruel&lt;br /&gt;Love lies&lt;br /&gt;Love cheats&lt;br /&gt;Love is suffering&lt;br /&gt;Love is torture&lt;br /&gt;Love is...never ending</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2007 00:34:54 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Understanding Men</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=593374</link>
            <description>&amp;quot;IT'S A GUY THING&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;CAN I HELP WITH DINNER?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;Why isn't it already on the table?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;UH HUH,&amp;quot; &amp;quot;SURE, HONEY,&amp;quot; OR &amp;quot;YES, DEAR&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: Absolutely nothing. It's a conditioned response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;IT WOULD TAKE TOO LONG TO EXPLAIN&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;I have no idea how it works.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I WAS LISTENING TO YOU. IT'S JUST THAT I HAVE THINGS ON MY MIND.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;I was wondering if that redhead over there is wearing a bra.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;TAKE A BREAK HONEY, YOU'RE WORKING TOO HARD.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;I can't hear the game over the vacuum cleaner.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;THAT'S INTERESTING, DEAR.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;Are you still talking?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;YOU KNOW HOW BAD MY MEMORY IS.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;I remember the theme song to 'F Troop', the address of the first girl I ever kissed, and the vehicle identification numbers of every car I've ever owned, but I forgot your birthday.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I WAS JUST THINKING ABOUT YOU, AND GOT YOU THESE ROSES.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;The girl selling them on the corner was a real babe.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;OH, DON'T FUSS - I JUST CUT MYSELF, IT'S NO BIG DEAL.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;I have actually severed a limb, but will bleed to death before I admit that I'm hurt.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I CAN'T FIND IT.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;It didn't fall into my outstretched hands, so I'm completely clueless.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;WHAT DID I DO THIS TIME?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;What did you catch me at?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I HEARD YOU.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;I haven't the foggiest clue what you just said, and am hoping desperately that I can fake it well enough so that you don't spend the next three days yelling at me.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;YOU KNOW I COULD NEVER LOVE ANYONE ELSE.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;I am used to the way you yell at me, and realize it could be worse.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;YOU LOOK TERRIFIC.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;Oh, God, please don't try on one more outfit, I'm starving.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'M NOT LOST. I KNOW EXACTLY WHERE WE ARE.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;Translated: &amp;quot;No one will ever see us alive again.&amp;quot;</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2007 16:27:08 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Personal Ad Translations</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=503566</link>
            <description>Code Word: 40-ish &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: 48 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Adventurous &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Has had more partners than you ever will &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Affectionate &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Possessive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Artist &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Unreliable &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Athletic &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Flat chested &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Average looking &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Ugly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Beautiful &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Pathological liar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Commitment-minded &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Pick out curtains, now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Communication important &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Just try to get a word in edge-wise &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Contagious Smile &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Bring your penicillin &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Educated &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: College dropout &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Emotionally Secure &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Medicated &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Employed &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Has part-time job stuffing envelopes at home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Enjoys art and opera &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Snob &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Enjoys Nature &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Bring your own granola &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Exotic Beauty &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Would frighten a Martian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Feminist &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Fat; ball buster &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Financially Secure &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: One paycheck from the street &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Free spirit &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Substance user &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Friendship first &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Trying to live down reputation as slut &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Fun &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Annoying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Gentle &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Comatose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Good Listener &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Borderline Autistic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Humorous &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Caustic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Intuitive &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Your opinion doesn't count &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: In Transition &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Needs new sugar-daddy to pay the bills &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Light drinker &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Lush &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Looks younger &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: If viewed from far away in bad light &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Loves Travel &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: If you're paying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Loves Animals &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Cat lady &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Mature &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Will not let you treat her like a farm animal in bed, like last boyfriend did &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: New-Age &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: All body hair, all the time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Non-tradional &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Ex-husband lives in the basement &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Old-fashioned &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Lights out, missionary position only &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Open-minded &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Desperate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Outgoing &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Loud &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Passionate &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Loud &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Petite &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Wouldn't stand out in a pack of Munchkins &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Poet &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Depressive Schzophrenic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Professional &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Bitch &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Redhead &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Shops on the Clairol aisle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Reliable &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Frumpy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Reubenesque &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Grossly Fat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Romantic &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Looks better by candle light &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Self-employed &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Jobless &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Smart &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Insipid &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Special &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Road the short schoolbus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Spiritual &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Involved with a cult &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Stable &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Boring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Tall, thin &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Anorexic &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Tan &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Wrinkled &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Voluptuous &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Very Fat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Weight proportional to height &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Hugely Fat &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Wants Soulmate &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: One step away from stalking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Widow &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Nagged first husband to death &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Writer &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Pompous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Code Word: Young at heart &lt;br /&gt;Really Means: Old Toothless Fogie</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Fri, 09 Feb 2007 20:10:44 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>50 Fun Things to Do in an Elevator</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=469373</link>
            <description>1.Make race car noises when people get on and off. &lt;br /&gt;2.Blow your nose and offer to show the contents of your kleenex to other passengers. &lt;br /&gt;3.Grimace painfully while slapping your forehead and muttering, &amp;quot;Shut up dammit, all of you just SHUT UP!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;4.Whistle the first 7 notes of &amp;quot;It's a Small World&amp;quot; incessantly. &lt;br /&gt;5.Sell Girl Scout Cookies. &lt;br /&gt;6.On a long ride, sway side to side at the natural frequency of the elevator. &lt;br /&gt;7.Shave. &lt;br /&gt;8.Crack open your briefcase or purse, and while peering inside ask, &amp;quot;Got enough air in there?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;9.Offer name tags to everyone getting on the elevator. Wear your upside-down. &lt;br /&gt;10.Stand silent and motionless in the corner, facing the wall, without getting off. &lt;br /&gt;11.When arriving at your floor, grunt and strain to pull the doors open, then act embarrassed when they open by themselves. &lt;br /&gt;12.Lean over to another passenger and whisper, &amp;quot;Ever had a Wet Willy?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;13.Greet everyone getting on the elevator with a warm handshake and ask them to call you &amp;quot;Admiral.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;14.One word: Flatulence! &lt;br /&gt;15.On the highest floor, hold the door open and demand that it stay open until you hear the penny you dropped down the shaft go &amp;quot;plink&amp;quot; at the bottom. &lt;br /&gt;16.Do Tai Chi exercises. &lt;br /&gt;17.Stare, grinning, at another passenger for a while, and then announce: &amp;quot;I've got new socks on.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;18.When at least 8 people have boarded, moan from the back, &amp;quot;Oh, not now, damn motion sickness!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;19.Give religious tracts to each passenger. &lt;br /&gt;20.Meow occasionally. &lt;br /&gt;21.Bet the other passengers you can fit a quarter in your nose. &lt;br /&gt;22.Frown and mutter, &amp;quot;Gotta go, gotta go,&amp;quot; then sigh and say, &amp;quot;oops!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;23.Show other passengers a wound and ask if it looks infected. &lt;br /&gt;24.Sing &amp;quot;Mary Had a Little Lamb&amp;quot; while continuously pushing buttons. &lt;br /&gt;25.Holler, &amp;quot;Chutes away!!&amp;quot; whenever the elevator descends. &lt;br /&gt;26.Walk on with a cooler that says &amp;quot;Human Head&amp;quot; on the side. &lt;br /&gt;27.Stare at another passenger for a while, then announce, &amp;quot;You're one of THEM!&amp;quot; and move to the far corner of the elevator. &lt;br /&gt;28.Burp, then say, &amp;quot;Mmmmm.....tasty!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;29.Leave a box between the doors. &lt;br /&gt;30.Ask each passenger getting on if you can push the button for them. &lt;br /&gt;31.Wear a hand puppet and talk to the other passengers &amp;quot;through&amp;quot; it. &lt;br /&gt;32.Start a sing-along. &lt;br /&gt;33.When the elevator is silent, look around and ask, &amp;quot;Is that your beeper?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;34.Play the accordion. &lt;br /&gt;35.Shadow box. &lt;br /&gt;36.Say, &amp;quot;Ding!&amp;quot; at each floor. &lt;br /&gt;37.Lean against the button panel. &lt;br /&gt;38.Say, &amp;quot;I wonder what all these do?&amp;quot; and then push ALL the red buttons. &lt;br /&gt;39.Listen to the elevator walls with a stethoscope. &lt;br /&gt;40.Draw a little square on the floor with chalk and announce to the other passengers that this is your &amp;quot;personal space.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;41.Bring a chair along. &lt;br /&gt;42.Take a bite of a sandwich and ask another passenger, &amp;quot;Wanna see wha in muh mouf??&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;43.Blow spit bubbles. &lt;br /&gt;44.Pull your gum out of your mouth in long strings. &lt;br /&gt;45.Announce in a demonic voice, &amp;quot;I must find a more suitable host body.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;46.Carry a blanket a clutch it protectively. &lt;br /&gt;47.Make explosion noises when anyone presses a button. &lt;br /&gt;48.Wear &amp;quot;X-Ray Specs&amp;quot; and leer suggestively at other passengers. &lt;br /&gt;49.Stare at your thumb and say, &amp;quot;I think it's getting bigger.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;50.If anyone brushes against you, recoil fiercely and scream, &amp;quot;BAD TOUCH!&amp;quot;</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Sat, 03 Feb 2007 02:26:57 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Where?</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=465212</link>
            <description>What the hell is going on with you&lt;br /&gt;You are not the person I once knew&lt;br /&gt;You were once loving and kind&lt;br /&gt;With such a sensitive heart and mind&lt;br /&gt;Not afraid to show your love&lt;br /&gt;Showering affection undreamed of&lt;br /&gt;Now such a stranger to me&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who it is standing before me&lt;br /&gt;What is it that's gone wrong inside&lt;br /&gt;Where does that man I knew now reside&lt;br /&gt;This man who lives here today&lt;br /&gt;I watch with such dismay&lt;br /&gt;He tries to drown what's real&lt;br /&gt;To numb himself and not feel&lt;br /&gt;Oblivious to those who are near&lt;br /&gt;Not seeing the times they shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;Where is the man I once knew&lt;br /&gt;Where has he run off to&lt;br /&gt;Please bring him back to me&lt;br /&gt;So once again we can be free</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 05:50:18 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Quickies</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=464934</link>
            <description>Quickie #1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, Jay Dini came home and was greeted by his wife dressed in a very sexy nightie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Tie me up,&amp;quot; she purred, &amp;quot;and you can do anything you want.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he tied her up and went fishing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickie #2 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman came home, screeching! her car into the driveway, and ran into the house. she slammed the door and shouted at the top of her lungs, &amp;quot;Honey, pack your bags. I won the damn lottery!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The huband said, &amp;quot;Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff or mountain stuff?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Doesn't matter,&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;Just get the hell out.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickie #3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right, and the other is a husband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickie #4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Polish immigrant went to the DMV to apply for a driver's license. First, of course, he ad to take an eye sight test. The optician showed him a card with the letters: 'C Z W I X N O S T A C Z.' &amp;quot;Can you read this?&amp;quot; the optician asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Read it?&amp;quot; the Polish guy replied, &amp;quot;I know the guy.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickie #5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Superior called all the nuns together and said to them, &amp;quot;I must tell you all something. We have a case of gonorrhea in the convent.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Thank God,&amp;quot; said an elderly nun at the back. &amp;quot;I'm so tired of chardonnay.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickie #6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wife was making a breakfast of fried eggs for her husband. Suddenly, her husband burst into the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Careful,&amp;quot; he said, &amp;quot;CAREFUL! Put in some more butter! Oh my GOD! You're cooking too many at once. TOO MANY! Turn them! TURN THEM NOW! We need more butter. Oh my GOD! WHERE are we going to get MORE BUTTER? They're going to STICK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Careful...CAREFUL! I said be CAREFUL! You NEVER listen to me when you're cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you CRAZY? Have you LOST your mind? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. USE THE SALT! THE SALT!!! THE SALT!!!&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife stared at him. &amp;quot;What in the world is wrong with you? You think I don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband calmly replied, &amp;quot;I wanted to show you what it feels like when I'm driving.&amp;quot;</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 02:19:55 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Sad pickup lines. Some are just sick.</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=462362</link>
            <description>Did you fart? Cause you blew me away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your parents retarded, 'cause you sure are special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Love for you is like diarrahea ... I can't hold it in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a library card, 'cause I'd like to sign you out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a mirror in your pants? Because I can see myself in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a gardner, 'cos I want to put your tulips and my tulips together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got all the curves, and I got all the angles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't make a cherry pop, but I can make a bananna cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you and I were Squirrels, I'd store my nuts in your hole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey do you live on a chicken farm? 'cos you're really good at raising cocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my teddy bear will you sleep with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm new in town, could I have directions to your house?&lt;br /&gt;Can I borrow your phone number, I seem to have lost mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be unique and different, say yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your pants from outer space? 'cause your butt is out of this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the sun come out or did you just smile at me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be in heaven cause I've seen an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like milk, I want to make you a part of my complete breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not actually this tall. I'm sitting on my wallet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know milk does a body good, but damn girl, how much have you been drinking? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, I just noticed you noticing me and I just wanted to give you notice that I noticed you too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go to my place and do the things I'll tell everyone we did anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have your picture so I can show Santa what I want for Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ain't the HOTTEST girl here tonight, but beauty is only a light-switch away! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya wanta put your pickle in my juicy jar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that dress felt ? Would you like it to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets play house, you be the screendoor and i'll bang you all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure its a needle but it moves like a sewing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you play army men with me.. so I can blow the hell out of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your daddy must have been a baker, 'cause you've got a nice set of buns. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it cold in here, or are you just happy to see me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep on your stomach? No. Can I? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Are those real? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There must be a keg in your pants, cuz I want to tap that ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to melt in your mouth, not in your hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, miss, do you give head to strangers? No. Well, then, allow me to introduce myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, there are a lot of fish in the sea, but you're the only one I'd like to catch and mount back at my place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have a pierced tongue? You'll soon find out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to kiss you passionately on the lips, then move up to your belly button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must work at Subway, 'cause you just gave me a footlong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like novicane, Give me time I always work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice legs what time do they open. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like a prize mouth bass... I don't know if I should mount you or eat you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna come up for some sex and pizza? &lt;br /&gt;... Whats the matter, you dont like pizza? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey baby, you must be a sweater 'cos you got me feeling warm all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to ask you for sex, would your answer be the same as the answer to this question?</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 17:05:58 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Can you read this?</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=459986</link>
            <description>I know most of you have seen this before but I still think it's cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid, too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe tuo fo 100 anc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was &lt;br /&gt;rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at  Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod &lt;br /&gt;are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a&lt;br /&gt;pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by&lt;br /&gt;istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. &lt;br /&gt;Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Thu, 01 Feb 2007 00:07:08 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Silly Bumper Stickers</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=459011</link>
            <description>I love animals, they taste great.&lt;br /&gt;EARTH FIRST! We'll stripmine the other planets later. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Very funny, Scotty. Now beam down my clothes.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;The gene pool could use a little chlorine. &lt;br /&gt;He who laughs last thinks slowest! &lt;br /&gt;Give me ambiguity or give me something else. &lt;br /&gt;Lottery: A tax on people who are bad at math. &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be caught dead with a necrophiliac. &lt;br /&gt;Hard work has a future payoff. Laziness pays off now. &lt;br /&gt;I won't rise to the occasion, but I'll slide over to it. &lt;br /&gt;Puritanism: The haunting fear that someone, somewhere may be happy. &lt;br /&gt;Consciousness: that annoying time between naps. &lt;br /&gt;I don't suffer from insanity. I enjoy every minute of it. &lt;br /&gt;Where there's a will, I want to be in it. &lt;br /&gt;Okay, who put a &amp;quot;stop payment&amp;quot; on my reality check? &lt;br /&gt;Few women admit their age. Few men act theirs. (too true!)&lt;br /&gt;We have enough youth, how about a fountain of SMART?</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Wed, 31 Jan 2007 20:53:33 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>What is Love?</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=454220</link>
            <description>What is love&lt;br /&gt;Is it resurrecting all your past fears&lt;br /&gt;Is it crying til there are no more tears&lt;br /&gt;Is it pain that lives deep in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Is it feeling as if your soul has been ripped apart&lt;br /&gt;Is it wanting and needing more than you're given&lt;br /&gt;Is it making a mistake and never being forgiven&lt;br /&gt;What is love&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to be a beautiful, sacred thing&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to give you all the joy life can bring&lt;br /&gt;You're supposed to feel safe in your lover's embrace&lt;br /&gt;In their arms, all worries erased&lt;br /&gt;Expecting to be happy your whole life through&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's what it means to a lucky few&lt;br /&gt;As for me, cursed for all my days to wonder&lt;br /&gt;Always with the question on my mind, I ponder&lt;br /&gt;What is love</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 20:54:23 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>I'm Sorry</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=450940</link>
            <description>I give up, don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I try&lt;br /&gt;I just can't please you&lt;br /&gt;What if I took the stars from the sky&lt;br /&gt;What if I gave them all to you&lt;br /&gt;Would that be to your delight&lt;br /&gt;Would that get a thank you&lt;br /&gt;What if I moved mountains out of the way&lt;br /&gt;So your path were straight&lt;br /&gt;I can't do these things I'm sorry to say&lt;br /&gt;Though my love is great&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is give you myself&lt;br /&gt;And promise to be true&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything else&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping all I am is good enough for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not my best but anyway...</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 05:39:11 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Whatever</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=446939</link>
            <description>Did you ever feel like you needed to tell someone something but know if you do it'll all get turned back around on you and it's just not worth it?&lt;br /&gt;It's not worth getting the cold shoulder, getting yelled at or fighting because then you feel worse than you did in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;That certain person has a knack for being able to make you feel like dirt and as if you did something wrong when you know you didn't.&lt;br /&gt;So you sit there, keeping your feelings to yourself and not saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;You sit there not saying anything and letting it go on because letting it go on is easier than saying what you need to and being made to feel worse than you already do. That's what always happens and you know this.&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's better to be quiet and become depressed than be made to feel like a total loser...</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 13:19:24 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Desperation</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=444065</link>
            <description>Desperation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost in crippling desperation &lt;br /&gt;Searching for some kind of inspiration &lt;br /&gt;Something to make life worth living &lt;br /&gt;To make the pain a little less unforgiving &lt;br /&gt;Looking to fulfill that deepest want, the ultimate desire &lt;br /&gt;Praying for relief from this scorching fire &lt;br /&gt;Searching is just rubbing salt into a cut &lt;br /&gt;Needing something, not knowing what &lt;br /&gt;Only wanting a little peace &lt;br /&gt;Just a small bit of release &lt;br /&gt;Needing to heal the wounds in my soul &lt;br /&gt;For once feel like I'm whole &lt;br /&gt;Been brought to the brink &lt;br /&gt;Farther and farther I sink &lt;br /&gt;A lost child in a cruel existence &lt;br /&gt;Losing the will for resistance &lt;br /&gt;I give up, can't fight any longer &lt;br /&gt;To weak to try to be stronger &lt;br /&gt;The world wins, I lose &lt;br /&gt;It is death I choose</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jan 2007 19:52:29 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>I Belong to Him</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=441293</link>
            <description>His eyes lock with mine&lt;br /&gt;Chills run down my spine&lt;br /&gt;Heat courses through my veins&lt;br /&gt;With a lust barely contained&lt;br /&gt;His lips pressed against mine&lt;br /&gt;Unleashes a hunger divine&lt;br /&gt;Lovingly raising my hands above my head&lt;br /&gt;Binding them with a silken thread&lt;br /&gt;Hands carressing my breast&lt;br /&gt;Desire too deep to express&lt;br /&gt;Longing for his every touch&lt;br /&gt;The suspense is just too much&lt;br /&gt;Fingers trail hip to thigh and back again&lt;br /&gt;Bringing a fire I can barely contain&lt;br /&gt;Rising up to meet his tender caresses&lt;br /&gt;Knowing all of me he possesses&lt;br /&gt;Knowing it and wanting more&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, torturously he explores&lt;br /&gt;Wishing an end to this sweet torment&lt;br /&gt;After what seems and eternity he consents&lt;br /&gt;Entering slowly, sweetly&lt;br /&gt;Taking me completely&lt;br /&gt;Passions climb and soar&lt;br /&gt;More intense than ever before&lt;br /&gt;Mania reaching it's peak&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure too intense to speak&lt;br /&gt;Passions fading away&lt;br /&gt;In his arms I lay&lt;br /&gt;Knowing to him I belong&lt;br /&gt;Something so right, can't be wrong</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jan 2007 07:42:40 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Stupid Product Instructions</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=441139</link>
            <description>Some examples of why the human race has probably evolved as far as possible. These are actual instruction labels on consumer goods...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sears hairdryer:&lt;br /&gt;Do not use while sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;(Gee, that's the only time I have to work on my hair!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bag of Fritos:&lt;br /&gt;You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside.&lt;br /&gt;(The shoplifter special!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bar of Dial soap:&lt;br /&gt;Directions: Use like regular soap.&lt;br /&gt;(and that would be how&lt;img class=&quot;smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://v.netlogstatic.com/v4.00/2456//s/i/smilies/unsure.gif&quot; alt=&quot;:)&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some Swann frozen dinners:&lt;br /&gt;Serving suggestion: Defrost.&lt;br /&gt;(But it's 'just' a suggestion!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert: (printed on bottom of the box)&lt;br /&gt;Do not turn upside down.&lt;br /&gt;(Too late! you lose!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Marks &amp;amp; Spencer Bread Pudding:&lt;br /&gt;Product will be hot after heating.&lt;br /&gt;(Are you sure? Let's experiment.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On packaging for a Rowenta iron:&lt;br /&gt;Do not iron clothes on body.&lt;br /&gt;(But wouldn't that save more time&lt;img class=&quot;smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://v.netlogstatic.com/v4.00/2456//s/i/smilies/unsure.gif&quot; alt=&quot;:)&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Whose body&lt;img class=&quot;smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://v.netlogstatic.com/v4.00/2456//s/i/smilies/unsure.gif&quot; alt=&quot;:)&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Boot's Children's cough medicine:&lt;br /&gt;Do not drive car or operate machinery.&lt;br /&gt;(We could do a lot to reduce the construction accidents if we just kept those 5 year olds off those fork lifts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Nytol sleep aid:&lt;br /&gt;Warning: may cause drowsiness.&lt;br /&gt;(One would hope!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Korean kitchen knife:&lt;br /&gt;Warning: keep out of children.&lt;br /&gt;(hmm...something must have gotten lost in the translation...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a string of Christmas lights:&lt;br /&gt;For indoor or outdoor use only.&lt;br /&gt;(As opposed to use in outer space.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a food processor:&lt;br /&gt;Not to be used for the other use.&lt;br /&gt;(Now I'm curious.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sainsbury's peanuts:&lt;br /&gt;Warning: contains nuts.&lt;br /&gt;(but no peas&lt;img class=&quot;smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://v.netlogstatic.com/v4.00/2456//s/i/smilies/unsure.gif&quot; alt=&quot;:)&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an American Airlines packet of nuts:&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: open packet, eat nuts.&lt;br /&gt;(somebody got paid big bucks to write this one...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Swedish chainsaw:&lt;br /&gt;Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands.&lt;br /&gt;(Raise your hand if you've tried this...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a child's Superman costume:&lt;br /&gt;Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly.&lt;br /&gt;(Oh go ahead! That's right, destroy a universal childhood belief.)</description>
            <author>CosmicFire72</author>
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            <title>What starts with &amp;quot;F&amp;quot; and ends with &amp;quot;K&amp;quo</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/CosmicFire72/blog/blogid=433829</link>
            <description>A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her&lt;br /&gt;   students. The teacher asked, &amp;quot;Harry, what's your problem?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry answered, &amp;quot;I'm too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the&lt;br /&gt;   3rd grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd&lt;br /&gt;   grade too!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks had had enough. She took Harry to the principal's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the&lt;br /&gt;   principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms. Brooks he&lt;br /&gt;   would give the boy a test. If he failed to answer any of his questions &lt;br /&gt;   He was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he&lt;br /&gt;   Agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: &amp;quot;What is 3 x 3?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: &amp;quot;9.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: &amp;quot;What is 6 x 6?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: &amp;quot;36.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader&lt;br /&gt;   Should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her, &amp;quot;I think Harry can&lt;br /&gt;   go to the 3rd grade.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks says to the principal, &amp;quot;Let me ask him some questions.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal and Harry both agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks asks, &amp;quot;What does a cow have four of that I have only two&lt;br /&gt;   of?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry, after a moment: &amp;quot;Legs.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: &amp;quot;What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal wondered why would she ask such a question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry replied: &amp;quot;Pockets.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: &amp;quot;What does a dog do that a man steps into?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: &amp;quot;Pants.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: What starts with a C, ends with a T, is hairy, oval,&lt;br /&gt;   Delicious and contains thin, whitish liquid?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: &amp;quot;Coconut.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal sat forward with his mouth hanging open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: &amp;quot;What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and&lt;br /&gt;   sticky?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal's eyes opened really wide and before he could stop the&lt;br /&gt;   Answer, Harry replied, &amp;quot;Bubble gum.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: &amp;quot;What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting&lt;br /&gt;   Down and a dog does on three legs?&amp;quot;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: &amp;quot;Shake hands.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal was trembling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: &amp;quot;What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means&lt;br /&gt;   a lot of heat and excitement?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: &amp;quot;Firetruck.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, &amp;quot;Put&lt;br /&gt;   Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last seven questions wrong.&amp;quot;</description>
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            <title>Finally</title>
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            <description>I swallow the concoction as I look at your silhouette &lt;br /&gt;Feeling the gradual decay of my limits &lt;br /&gt;Innocence flying away into the indigo night &lt;br /&gt;Looking into your deep moonlit eyes &lt;br /&gt;I hear the imaginary voices calling &lt;br /&gt;They call me to a place of darkness and wonder &lt;br /&gt;A place I dare not explore &lt;br /&gt;For if I wander in too deeply I'll be lost &lt;br /&gt;Lost to the world of light and men &lt;br /&gt;To all I've ever known &lt;br /&gt;Yet the voices bewitch my troubled mind &lt;br /&gt;Calling to me on a higher plane &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Let yourself go.&amp;quot;, you softly whisper &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;There is no pain in darkness.&amp;quot;, you cajole &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;come, live among the shadows with me.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Let yourself go, set yourself free.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;The potion works itself on my soul &lt;br /&gt;My resistance weakens and dissolves &lt;br /&gt;Slowly into the shadows I drift &lt;br /&gt;They wrap themselves around me &lt;br /&gt;Such serenity found within &lt;br /&gt;Finally, pain and worry are left behind &lt;br /&gt;For once and evermore I am free &lt;br /&gt;In darkness forever I live</description>
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