...diapers...because of the brand of diapers called Huggies and I'm sure you're quite horrified, Aimus, that a word you thought of brought something having to do with babies to my mind, I hope you'll be able to get over it.
...diapers...because of the brand of diapers called Huggies and I'm sure you're quite horrified, Aimus, that a word you thought of brought something having to do with babies to my mind, I hope you'll be able to get over it.
...change...
"Where mind meets matter, both should woo!"Currently reading:
* Paradise Lost by John Milton
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I'll never get over it, you scarred me for life!Originally Posted by Idril
...diapers...because of the brand of diapers called Huggies and I'm sure you're quite horrified, Aimus, that a word you thought of brought something having to do with babies to my mind, I hope you'll be able to get over it.
But it's a nice scar, and I'm sure it will prove to be quite a succes with the ladies
There is no darkness, there is no light, there is only Lasagne!
tiny.........
Microscope..................
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
slides
You know, the ladies are a sucker for a man who is good with babies, maybe you should work on that.Small
I'll never get over it, you scarred me for life!
But it's a nice scar, and I'm sure it will prove to be quite a succes with the ladies
stairs. uh. I prefer slides.
"That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. For the scripture saith, Whosoever believeth on him shall not be ashamed." Romans 10:9-11
Slip (Once I slipped from the stairs...ah, I should better not talk about it at the moment)
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
between . . . .
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
amongst....
above!......
Underground
I sang of leaves, of leaves of gold, and leaves of gold there grew.
need for speed
Oh! life you'r but hell
Oh! hell you'r but in me
When I'v lost your love
I'm lost in an ocean of destiny
...Maverick...
"Where mind meets matter, both should woo!"Currently reading:
* Paradise Lost by John Milton
Wild Horses.....
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
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