For me it was a very high spot. Plz dont laugh, it was a huge effort that I made![]()
For me it was a very high spot. Plz dont laugh, it was a huge effort that I made![]()
Laugh at you, Maddie, as in "make fun of you"? Not on God's green earth! I may have a little fun picking at you, but you must understand I only do that with people I consider friends. I would never hurt your feeling on purpose. If I have, I beg forgiveness most humbly. I should really be more careful.![]()
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...
Oh, no no, Pen, this is not what I meant. You are a very sweet person, and I can never feel bad about it. I am such a small person before you, in terms of experience and age, and capabilities. I respect you a lot. Plz, dont think like this, I did not mean it in a bad sense, I could never.
No one is so small, Little One, that they may not teach a lesson to others. Too often adults fail to take young people seriously. I think that is wrong. I treat them as my equal. Everyone can learn from someone else. The bitter medicine is often hard to swallow, but it may be what does the most good. I owed you an apology. Just be your own sweet self, and remember that age does not always mean wisdom nor experience skill. But we fall to get up, and try again. God bless.![]()
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...
I am so ashamed of myself now. Plz, Pen, I did not mean it. I still think I am very small in front of you, and I am very greatful to you that you consider me as your friend. I am sorry of it sounded that harsh.![]()
Two truths and a lie!
1. I love to eat cheese.
2. I can't stand the Beatles.
3. I've never been to another country.
See if you can guess! ;)
'...A cast of your skull, sir, until the original is available, would be an ornament to any anthropological museum. It is not my intention to be fulsome, but I confess that I covet your skull.' --Dr. Mortimer, The Hound of the Baskervilles
You don't love to eat cheese.
What is the use of a violent kind of delightfulness if there is no pleasure in not getting tired of it.
- Gertrude Stein
A washerwoman with her basket; a rook; a red-hot poker; th purples and grey-greens of flowers: some common feeling which held the whole together.
- Virginia Woolf
I think number 2 is the lie, who doesn't like the Beatles?![]()
the luminous grass of the prairie hides
feet lovely and still as sleeping doves,
porcelain bones strong enough to carry a life,
but weighty and unmovable
As black Dakota hills. ~ Riesa
1. I love to eat cheese.
2. I can't stand the Beatles.
3. I've never been to another country
Hummmm.
From Ohio, so possibly been to Canada at least.
That's dairy country, cheese sounds right.
Frankly, though two sounds right as well, Bible Belt area.
Hummm?
I go with three. Don't know why?![]()
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...
cuppajoe was right; the lie is that I love to eat cheese. Despite being in Ohio all my life, I cannot for the life of me stand cheese.
Idril, I'm afraid to say that I've never liked the Beatles, ever. x)
'...A cast of your skull, sir, until the original is available, would be an ornament to any anthropological museum. It is not my intention to be fulsome, but I confess that I covet your skull.' --Dr. Mortimer, The Hound of the Baskervilles
Sweet! Ok, here we go:
1. I once bet a girl one Alabama Slammer (an alcoholic drink) that I will win the Nobel Prize for Literature before she does.
2. I have been asked for illegal substances by the wife of a former Hutterite (the Hutterites are a protestant sect similiar to the Amish).
3. The same girl whom I have the Nobel Prize bet with won a $25 000 scholarship from the government of Canada.
What is the use of a violent kind of delightfulness if there is no pleasure in not getting tired of it.
- Gertrude Stein
A washerwoman with her basket; a rook; a red-hot poker; th purples and grey-greens of flowers: some common feeling which held the whole together.
- Virginia Woolf
the second one fit to be a lie!
No, that's true. Her husband asked me too. The both tracked some down eventually.
What is the use of a violent kind of delightfulness if there is no pleasure in not getting tired of it.
- Gertrude Stein
A washerwoman with her basket; a rook; a red-hot poker; th purples and grey-greens of flowers: some common feeling which held the whole together.
- Virginia Woolf
then we are limited in 2 choices! what a cheating Cupp in front of the public eyes![]()
I'll go for 3?????????