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I went and read the whole article, askye, and I'm still not sure what she means. I don't follow college football at all, there may be subtleties that escape me, but she seems to be spouting off on subjects she doesn't understand.
For one thing, she seems to think that a drug problem is curable.
I am sad. I got my boots, and they are too small. I would get the next size up but I think my calves would still be too fat for them. When will I learn that "big and roomy" for most people equals "pitifully small and tight" on my body?
Rough draft of paper 2 is written. Granted, it's crap, but it's written.
Now you can revise and make it sparkle. Also you should title it: The Jammy Todger (Or, Fay Said A Mouthful).
Go vw!
I am sad for your non-fitting boots, Nora. And a little apprehensive that mine, which have yet to arrive, will similarly not encase the camves.
Now you can revise and make it sparkle. Also you should title it: The Jammy Todger (Or, Fay Said A Mouthful).
It's off with my amazing editors as I type. And sorry, not giving it either of those titles, silly Hec.
I gave up about, oh, 20 years ago on ever finding boots to fit my calves. I love the tall boots, but they are not for me. Dammit.
if I ever get an iPod I may call it The Jammy Todger.
Which boots are the sad-making ones, Nora? Not the CAT boots?
And sorry, not giving it either of those titles, silly Hec.
You suck! Just think how much it would brighten the day of your teacher. It's just pure selfishness on your part, placing your grade prospects over your teacher's entertainment.
Also, you should run the whole thing through Babelfish first. Into Esperanto. Then remove all the apostrophes and replace them with random diacritical marks. Then index everything but not alphabetically - by etymological chronology. So the oldest words in the English language come first.
There wasn't a Bitches 25 thread at 4:00+ AM my time. I know, because I checked before I went to bed.
Heh... I was like a dog who's food dish had been moved between 2 and 3 a.m. I kept coming back to the board thinking there would be a new thread. Stompies gotta sleep, too, I suppose.
Not touching the Weekly Reader link with a 10 foot pole. Nope. I need to preserve my childhood innocence.