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Message # 95
N: Plume
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U: http://plume.diaryland.com
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Well, I'm not much of a travelling man. I'm more of a "stay at home and complain that nothing ever happens" person. Which ones are the snowdrops again? I am feeling better thank you. And don't worry about my guestbook, it can take anything you throw at it. And that Thrusher guy too. I figured there was something fishy about him. A very generic guestbook message and then I go to his site and see that he's a member of 17 different christian groups and places. Doesn't make much sense that he'd nicely sign my guestbook just a day or two after I went off about that Moses guy and religion in general. And then when I saw your name in his guestbook it all started to smell a little like "I leave lots of guestbook messages so I'll get lots back". But hey, we all need guestbookloving. Lub is good all the time. This is getting quite long which is unfortunate since I'm not really saying anything interesting. Nicely laid out lay out by the way. Wouldn't a blowjob from a beaver be painful? Those teeth look rather menacing. There was a program about beavers on some nature channel a couple of days ago. Apparently beavers are really brilliant for the river's own eco system. And they eat their own *censored*. No, beaver blowjobs don't sound that appealing. But I better go before I run out o
You called at 6:34 pm - Wednesday,March 13, 2002
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Message # 91
N: Plume
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U: http://plume.diaryland.com
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well I don't remember the program as such. But I definitely remember that intro thing. The eye. The dancing. I have a feeling that I'd remember the tune too if I could just hear it once again. It's on the tip of my tongue. Ears. Whatever. Yea yea, the fraggles were the best. I loved that more than most anything. I was sure there were secret fraggle tunnels under my house. I used to have much sympathy for that gork son whatsisname. Not that I wanted him to catch the fraggles but just the way he was treated by his parents. He was just lonely. There were no one else around. Sniff. He was much like a kid from my old class actually. Poor social skills so he'd beat up kids and be violent just to "play" with others. I never called him Gork though. Fragglerne had great danish voices too. I can't imagine them any other way. I used to have fraggle rock action figure. Except they weren't really "action" figures. More like the smurf figures. My bestest friend in school had a doozer or duser or whatever and we'd make all sorts of evil experiments with it. Whiteout and the pointy tip of that mathematical instrument I can't remember the name of. You know, one tip is pointy and the other leg has a tip with a pencil so you can draw a perfect circle? And I'd draw on the doozer with a red pen to simulate blood. We were quite evil to that little innocent thing. But he started it. Oh well. See you on the flipside yo.
You called at 4:34 pm - Monday,March 11, 2002
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Message # 90
N: Argyle
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Well, Ebonics (the not-so-official title) of the pseudo-dialect of English spoken by African Americans is recognized at taught at some schools in the South. I believe Grambling University, and Howard University (both are, or used to be, all-black universities) have courses in this subject. It started with Afro-American studies in places like Harvard, and by the mid-60's there were Black Studies departments in many major institutions. There are many....I continue this in an e-mail. Sorry.
You called at 3:45 pm - Monday,March 11, 2002
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Message # 89
N: Plume
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U: http://plume.diaryland.com
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Hot diggity! You're like a goldmine. And born in a snowstorm. That's beautiful. You made me think of Fragglerne. Whooo. That is beautiful too. I remember ove sprogř's asterix clearly. That really was a brilliant voice-over. Today's dubbing is so bad. How about Kaptajn Haddock? Splitte mine bramsejl! Se hvad jeg kan se hvad jeg kan, kom nu og se det alle mand. Oooh. Your guestbook intrusions are gold. Straight from the mine.
You called at 5:32 pm - Sunday,March 10, 2002
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Message # 88
N: Plume
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U: http://plume.diaryland.com
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You are my god! *bows*. That's awesome, I couldn't remember half of that. D00d, I used to love that stuff. I remembered the palle thing but I was thinking something like pallesen and pilmark which is way off :)
You called at 7:17 pm - Saturday,March 9, 2002
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Message # 87
N: Argyle
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Congrats! Now, just come back to Canada and get a job making pastry or something. Ha, I know, like you haven't heard that "you are Danish eh, do you know how to make Danishes?" Baw ha ha ha!!! *wipes tears* That is a classic...right, well, way to go! Graduation ceremonies are ass, but do it so you can give your dean a high-five instead of shaking hands, the parents'll love that, mine did...not! Congrats no. 3 and good luck!
You called at 2:46 pm - Saturday,March 9, 2002
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Message # 86
N: Argyle
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No, you make *me* smile! And, dear Desiré (sp?), one does not "bonk" a man, one "boinks" a man. That is just how it is. Bye!
You called at 6:47 pm - Friday,March 8, 2002
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