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Monday, June 5, 2006 at 7:02 PM this site has become a source for almost everything.
we have religious fodder, scientific information, news items, topical debates, comedy/entertainment, movie reviews, links to shows and music downloads, video clips, relationship advice, drama, members hooking up/becoming friends, near real time chatting (at times), and porn.
we even manage to discuss loveline and the adam carolla show occasionally.
all we need now is traffic and weather. —plurryho |
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Monday, June 5, 2006 at 7:04 PM The Loveline Companion, always and forever. How dare you suggest otherwise. You're dead to me. —greymatters |
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Monday, June 5, 2006 at 7:04 PM Mattress in the lanes on the 405. Louisville checkin' in at 68 degrees. —catloaf |
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Monday, June 5, 2006 at 7:13 PM You're dead to me. —greymatters It's not the same if you don't post the Colbert-image, dammit. —Dark Laith |
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Monday, June 5, 2006 at 7:17 PM I post the Colbert-image on a regular basis. True story. —catloaf |
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Monday, June 5, 2006 at 8:37 PM well, I say it should chane the name from "The Loveline Companion" to ""Conventional Hope Lime" it's an anagram. |
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Friday, June 9, 2006 at 1:05 AM i blame colbert for killing this thread.
maybe i can bring it back to life with a shocking .jpg. wtf —plurry |
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Friday, June 9, 2006 at 1:08 AM I hope they didn't throw away those carrots, that would be wasteful. —greymatters |
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Friday, June 9, 2006 at 1:14 AM it's a wabbit twap. huhuhuhuhuhuh. —plurry |
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Friday, June 9, 2006 at 1:51 AM damn you stephen colbert! —plurry |
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Friday, June 9, 2006 at 2:01 AM grey, i have such wonderful news!!!
clarice has touched base. she's escaped dr. lecter and has fled to the west coast! —plurry |
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Friday, June 9, 2006 at 2:13 AM I told Clarice to contact you. Clarice was mad at you, Clarice almost dropped you like a bad habit. —greymatters |
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Friday, June 9, 2006 at 12:32 PM this thread just died again. hard. —plurry |
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Friday, June 9, 2006 at 8:09 PM I don't think the carrot pic worked. Next time... chopsticks! —greymatters |
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Friday, June 9, 2006 at 8:30 PM
Edited Friday, June 9, 2006 at 8:30 PM how about this one?
lol baby back ribs. literally! 
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Friday, June 9, 2006 at 8:33 PM That's too funny, Plurry. —anobody |
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plurry |
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Saturday, June 10, 2006 at 1:22 AM
Edited Saturday, June 10, 2006 at 1:27 AM in order to save this thread, plurry must become... a rapist of lindsey lohan! 
(anyone else notice the TLC "powers that be" stepped in and made a link out of my "carrot dual input" .jpg?
it's nice to know that there is a god(s).) —plurry |
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Saturday, June 10, 2006 at 3:34 AM This one goes out to Marquis. The Cardigans - Communication For twenty seven years I've been trying
To believe and confide in
Different people I found Some of them got closer than others
And some wouldn't even bother
And then you came around I didn't really know what to call you
You didn't know me at all
But I was happy to explain I never really knew how to move you
So I tried to intrude through
The little holes in your veins And I saw you
But that's not an invitation
That's all I get
If this is communication
I disconnect
I've seen you, I know you
But I don't know how to connect
So I disconnect You always seem to know where to find me
And I'm still here behind you
In the corner of your eye I'll never really learn how to love you
But I know that I love you
Through the hole in the sky Where I see you
And that's not an invitation
That's all I get
If this is communication
I disconnect
I've seen you, I know you
But I don't know how to connect
So I disconnect Well, this is an invitation
It's not a threat
If you want communication
That's what you get
I'm talking and talking
But I don't know how to connect And I hold
A record for being patient
With your kind of hesitation I need you, you want me
But I don't know how to connect
So I disconnect I disconnect
This one goes out to Del.
The Cardigans - And Then Your Kissed Me Man, I've had a few
But they wouldn't quite blow me like you
You gave me your name and signed
With a halo around my eye And it hit me like never before
That love is a powerful force
Yes, it struck me that love is a sport
So I pushed you a little bit more Love, you're news to me
You're a little bit more than I thought you'd be
A mole in my well-fed lawn
You're a nightmare beating the dawn Oh, it hit me like never before
That love is a powerful force
Yes, it struck me that love is a sport
So I pushed you a little bit more Blue, blue, black and blue
Red blood sticks like glue
True love is cruel love
Red blood's a power fuel
Sweet love, tasty blood
My heart overfloods Oh you hit me
Yeah, you hit me really hard
Man you hit me
Yeah, you hit me right in the heart Lord I've had my deal
But I never quite knew how it feels
When love makes you wake up sore
With fists that are ready for more And it hit me that love is a game
Like in war, no one can be blamed
Yes, it struck me that love is a sport
So I pushed you a little bit more Oh, blue, blue, black and blue
Red blood sticks like glue
True love is cruel love
Red blood's a power fuel
Sweet love, tasty blood
My heart overfloods Man, you hit me
Yeah, you hit me really hard
Baby, you hit me
Yeah, you punched me right in the heart
And then you kissed me And then you hit me
And then you kissed me
And then you hit me Oh you haunt me with your violent heartbeat at night
Oh you strike me with your silence baby, tonight
Why you haunt me with your violence baby, come hit me
You haunt me with your violent heartbeat
This one goes out to Sadie.
The Cardigans - Godspell I've heard about a great big swindle
I read about it in a book
The book flew out the window
Was later found by thieves and crooks And now
they're singing hallelujah
I'm wondering just what did they find
They say "what's it to ya?"
Just take a place in line And wait
So I wait
I wait
And wait
And I I’m one of a few survivors
In a drawer labeled lost and found
Moon travelers and deep sea divers
Whose oxygen supply ran out
Now maybe if their gods be willing
They'll give us something, fill our empty cups
Sit down in the boat, don’t spill it
Or we'll just have to line back up And wait
So we wait
We wait
And wait
Yes we wait
And we wait
We will wait
We will wait
'Til we You can hear it in the beat they march to
And you can feel the earth shake when they start to dance
You can tell by the way they move you
It's not murder, it's an act of faith, baby And as the world moves faster
Whiplashing us round and round
It's quite a slow disaster
But people keep on falling down Yes we wait
We wait, yeah
And we wait
We wait
Hallelujah
We wait
Hallelujah —greymatters |
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Saturday, June 10, 2006 at 12:03 PM where's my bourbon? 
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Sunday, June 11, 2006 at 9:58 PM I might agree but all I can hear is Die Mother Fucker, Die Mother Fucker, Die. —anobody |
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Sunday, June 11, 2006 at 10:06 PM Not sure if I'd go that far but I could happily stare at them for hours. —anobody |
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Sunday, June 11, 2006 at 10:38 PM
Edited Sunday, June 11, 2006 at 10:39 PM /\ insanity! There is no outside. god i'm so boredalsdkfjsdlfkjasfd Me too. Entertain us, Mr. Grey! 
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Sunday, June 11, 2006 at 10:46 PM This late? I will get raped. It always makes me sad when women are afraid of that (not that I'd recommend taking the chance but I don't think the risk is that great). —anobody |
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Sunday, June 11, 2006 at 10:49 PM I'm just saying that statistically it's very unlikely (though I agree, even a small risk probably isn't worth it). —anobody |
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Sunday, June 11, 2006 at 11:15 PM Grey - I composed the following original poem in your honor (I hope you appreciate it - it took a lot of time and effort): Every night in my dreams
I see you, Grey. I feel you, Grey.
That is how I know you go on, Grey. Far across the distance
And spaces between us, Grey
You have come to show you go on, Grey Near, far, wherever you are
I believe that the heart does go on
Once more you open the door, Grey
And you're here in my heart, Grey
And my heart will go on and on, Grey Love can touch us one time
And last for a lifetime
And never go till we're one, Grey Love was when I loved you, Grey
One true time I hold to, Grey
In my life we'll always go on, Grey Near, far, wherever you are, Grey
I believe that the heart does go on, Grey
Once more you open the door, Grey
And you're here in my heart, Grey
And my heart will go on and on, Grey There is some love that will not
go away, Grey You're here, there's nothing I fear, Grey
And I know that my heart will go on, Grey
We'll stay forever this way, you and I, Grey
You are safe in my heart, Grey
And my heart will go on and on, Grey —anobody |
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Sunday, June 11, 2006 at 11:48 PM anobody, are you preparing to rape me? Because, I don't want to be raped. —greymatters |
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Sunday, June 11, 2006 at 11:50 PM Oooohhh - I love it when you play hard to get! *smack* —anobody |
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