posted on April 11, 2002 07:34:22 AM new
GOOD MORNING, COFFEE, COFFEE, COFFEE AND I'LL BE BACK TO READ ALL OF KIARA'S REVIEWS. 329!!!!!!!!!! YES!! POST!
posted on April 11, 2002 07:58:14 AM new
LOVE THAT AIRPLANE. COFFEE, THE SODA IS SO REFRESHING. TOO BAD THE SHOO FLY WAS BREAKFAST. KEEP WAILING ON THAT GUITAR. GOING OVER FER THE COFFEE NOW. GOTTA BE DONE BY NOW. BACK IN A FLASH. POST!!
posted on April 11, 2002 08:05:17 AM new
GULP, GULP, GULP. SIP, SLURP. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH,,,,,,,,,,,,YES,,,,,,,,AHHH, COFFEE. AND JUST TO THINK AMERICA WAS CREATED OVER SOME GUYS THROWING IT OFF OF SOME BOAT BACK IN,,,,,,,,THE HUDSON HORNET BAY. AAAAAHHHHHHHH.
posted on April 11, 2002 08:10:32 AM new
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! NOT 401. THAT'S IT I DECREA (SP). GREAT THOUGHT. THE LAST ONE OUT THE DOOR PLEASE TURN OFF THE LIGHTS. CARE TO START A LITTLE WAGERING POOL???? WHAT TIME DOES THIS END? KNOWING ME, PROBABLY 5 VODKAS PAST 11:00. AT NIGHT!!!!!!! HAHHAHAAHA.
posted on April 11, 2002 08:13:11 AM new
TRAI,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,WHAT IN THE,,,,,,,,,,,,SURE LOOKS LIKE IT TO ME. I'LL BE HOSEWHIPPED OVER THIS ONE. I LIKE IT, I LIKE IT.
posted on April 11, 2002 08:13:38 AM new
Most of you have read the scare-mail about the person whose kidneys were stolen while he was passed out. While that was an "urban legend," this one is NOT. It's happening every day. I'm sending this "warning" only to a few . You too may have been a victim ... read on.
My thighs were stolen from me during the night of August 3rd a few years ago. It was just that quick. I went to sleep in my body and woke up with someone else's thighs. The new ones had the texture of cooked oatmeal. Who would have done such a cruel thing to legs that had been wholly, if imperfectly,
mine for years? Whose thighs were these? What happened to mine?
I spent the entire summer looking for them. I searched, in vain, at pools and beaches, anywhere I might find female limbs exposed. I became obsessed. I had nightmares filled with cellulite and flesh that turns to bumps in the night. Finally, hurt and angry, I resigned myself to living out my life in jeans and Sheer Energy pantyhose.
Then, just when my guard was down, the thieves struck again. My rear end was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they took pains to match my new rear end (although badly attached at least three inches lower than the original) to the thighs they had stuck me with earlier. Now my rear complemented my legs, lump for
lump. Frantic, I prayed that long skirts would stay in fashion. Two years ago I realized my arms had been switched. One morning while fixing my hair, I watched, horrified but fascinated, as the flesh of my upper arms swung to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush. This was really getting scary. My body was being replaced, cleverly and fiendishly, one section at a time. In the end, in deepening despair, I gave up my
T-shirts.
What could they do to me next? Age? Age had nothing to do with it. Age was supposed to creep up, unnoticed and intangible, something like maturity. NO, I was being attacked, repeatedly and without warning. That's why I've decided to share my story. I can't take on the medical profession by myself. Women of America, wake up and smell the coffee! That isn't really "plastic" those surgeons are using. You know where they're getting those replacement parts, don't you? The next time you suspect someone has had a face "lifted," look again! Was it lifted from you? Check out those tummy tucks and buttocks raisings. Look familiar? Are those your eyelids on that movie star? I think I finally may have found my thighs...and I hope that Cindy Crawford paid a really good price for them! This is NOT a hoax! This is happening to women in every town , every night.
.......Warn your friends!!!!!!!
posted on April 11, 2002 08:26:15 AM new
350!!!!!! THIS IS LIKE SSSSSSSSSSKKKKKKKKKKKKKYYYYYYYYYYYYYY DIVING. WHAT TIME DOES THIS END??????????? I THINK WE MY HAVE TO SLOOOOOOOOOOW DOWN. WE WANT IT TO END EXACTLY WHEN IT BEGAN. RIGHT?????? THEN THERE WILL BE THAT LAST SECOND POST FRENZY. WHO WILL IT BE?????? FIRE BACK. OH MY GOD I JUST SAW THE TIME I STARTED THIS. FORGET 01:50:31 A.M. AT 6:00, 18:00 HOURS FER THE MILITARY TYPES. HEY,,,,,DON'T FORGET, I AM THE CAPTAIN. SHOOT NO ONE WILL SEE THIS IN A FEW ANYWAY. I AM TALKING TO MYSELF AGAIN. HAHAHAHHA.
posted on April 11, 2002 08:38:44 AM new
I THINK KIARA SHOULD SING THE LAST POST, THE PARTY'S OVER. OR MAYBE SAVE THE LAST DANCE FOR ME. OR WHOSE GONNA DRIVE YOU HOME, ANY OTHER LAST SONG SUGGESTIONS?
REENIE
posted on April 11, 2002 08:53:02 AM new
TRAI, MAKE IT A DUET, MY MONEY IS ON YOU ARE GOING TO COME UP WITH A GREAT PIECE OF ANIMATION, ALTHOUGH NOTHING CAN BEAT THAT COFFEE DRINKING GUY!
REENIE
posted on April 11, 2002 09:47:43 AM new
LAST NIGHT YOU TAUGHT ME HOW TO MAKE THOSE CUTE LITTLE GUYS TODAY I LEARN HOW TO BOLD, HERE GOES [B]I DID IT?]
