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06-09-2007, 12:19 AM
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no more nice girl
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HB Trisherina!
  
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06-09-2007, 12:30 AM
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hope dope
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06-09-2007, 01:37 AM
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happy birthday trish. i see mad started this thread does that mean we are a day late?
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06-09-2007, 01:40 AM
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left hanging
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Happy Birthday Trish!   bud light, what the...? stupid bloody otters. |
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06-09-2007, 04:28 AM
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in limbo
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happy birthday to youuuuuu happy birthday tooooooo youuuuuuu!  happy birthday trisherinaaaaaahhhh happy birthday to you! any sign of the Box of Stuff and Crap yet?? |
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06-09-2007, 06:59 AM
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(ěl'ĭ-gəns) , el·e·gance, n. [L. elegantia, fr. elegans, -antis, elegant: cf. F. 'el'egance.] That grace that elegance affords. Drayton. |
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06-09-2007, 07:17 AM
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Sway
Words & Music by Pablo Beltran Ruiz & Norman Gimbel When marimba rhythms start to play Dance with me, make me sway Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore Hold me close, sway me more Like a flower bending in the breeze Bend with me, sway with ease When we dance you have a way with me Stay with me, sway with me Other dancers may be on the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have the magic technique When we sway I go weak I can hear the sounds of violins Long before it begins Make me thrill as only you know how Sway me smooth, sway me now Other dancers may be on the floor Dear, but my eyes will see only you Only you have the magic technique When we sway I go weak I can hear the sounds of violins Long before it begins Make me thrill as only you know how Sway me smooth, sway me now You know how Sway me smooth, sway me now Happy Birthday, Trish!
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