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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 14, 2005 23:50:33 GMT -6
Old friendships are like meats served up repeatedly, cold, comfortless, and distasteful. The stomach turns against them.
William Hazlitt
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Post by Joxcenia on Mar 14, 2005 23:54:47 GMT -6
Quarrels
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 14, 2005 23:55:56 GMT -6
Family quarrels are bitter things. They don’t go according to any rules. They’re not like aches or wounds; they’re more like splits in the skin that won’t heal because there’s not enough material.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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Post by Joxcenia on Mar 15, 2005 0:48:46 GMT -6
Natural
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Post by Phalon on Mar 15, 2005 23:19:32 GMT -6
Oh, the suffering! What a discouraging last few quotes there, guys. What's up with that?
On to the movies... The Natural
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Post by Phalon on Mar 15, 2005 23:20:21 GMT -6
Ok, ok...I can't do that to whoever posts next.
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Post by Joxcenia on Mar 15, 2005 23:26:38 GMT -6
Be
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Post by Phalon on Mar 15, 2005 23:30:52 GMT -6
Ah...that's a more uplifting quote, Joxie, but what's it have to do with baseball? BOLL. Ok - so I probably slid that baseball thing in there after you'd started your search. Be that as it may, my word stands...
baseball
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Post by Joxcenia on Mar 15, 2005 23:32:33 GMT -6
Game
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Post by Phalon on Mar 15, 2005 23:36:50 GMT -6
Would you quit changing your posts!!! BOLL. Had one all set for be. What a difficult game this has turned out to be. (and that wasn't my be thing either. Pfft)
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Post by Joxcenia on Mar 16, 2005 23:01:56 GMT -6
Impossible
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Post by katina2nd on Mar 16, 2005 23:14:18 GMT -6
Time for one quick post before I get kicked off the computer.
Try as I might, it is at times "impossible" [ well very difficult anyway ] for me to understand what Phalon is saying. ;D
Difficult.
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Post by katina2nd on Mar 16, 2005 23:16:56 GMT -6
Sorry, that's just been used, [ be more observent in future ] make the word
understand.
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Post by Joxcenia on Mar 16, 2005 23:32:05 GMT -6
Believe
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 17, 2005 0:32:04 GMT -6
Believe me, if all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly today, Were to change by tomorrow, and fleet in my arms, Like fairy-gifts fading away.
Thomas Moore
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Post by Phalon on Mar 17, 2005 1:31:35 GMT -6
Katina, Phalonese is not difficult to understand; actually a language easier than others, I think. Just read every third word backwards, while holding your right hand over your left eye, and squinting hard through your closed right one. Then ask the fairy language mother to come down and wave her magic wand 43 times over the offending confusing post.
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 17, 2005 1:34:05 GMT -6
Self-esteem is the real magic wand that can form a child’s future. A child’s self-esteem affects every area of her existence, from friends she chooses, to how well she does academically in school, to what kind of job she gets, to even the person she chooses to marry.
Stephanie Martson
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Post by Phalon on Mar 17, 2005 8:22:48 GMT -6
There was an old man of Thermopylae, Who never did anything properly; But they said, "If you choose To boil eggs in your shoes, You shall never remain in Thermopylae." Edward Lear
Thermopylae
<kind of, sort of fits in with the Xena theme this thread originally had>
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 17, 2005 11:26:05 GMT -6
Every great crisis of human history is a pass of Thermopylae, and there is always a Leonidas and his three hundred to die in it, if they can not conquer.
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Post by Phalon on Mar 18, 2005 0:17:20 GMT -6
Mad from life's history, Glad to death's mystery, Swift to be hurl'd - Anywhere, anywhere, Out of the world! Thomas Hood
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 18, 2005 0:19:40 GMT -6
Mystery is in the morning, and mystery in the night, and the beauty of mystery is everywhere; but still the plain truth remains, that mouth and purse must be filled.
Herman Melville
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Post by katina2nd on Mar 18, 2005 2:57:02 GMT -6
"Katina, Phalonese is not difficult to understand; actually a language easier than others, I think. Just read every third word backwards, while holding your right hand over your left eye, and squinting hard through your closed right one. Then ask the fairy language mother to come down and wave her magic wand 43 times over the offending confusing post."
Thanks P, I took your advice and it worked a treat, everything you write is crystal clear to me now. One small problem though, now I can't understand anything everybody else says.
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Post by Phalon on Mar 18, 2005 8:14:59 GMT -6
Katina, listen carefully. Literally. The way to read a post following one of mine, (which must be understood by reading with your eyes wide shut), is to listen to the sounds. Usually, the poster that responds to my posts will fill their response with a lot of those emoticons, and by listening carefully, you can hear eyes rolling, scratching of heads, arms thrown up in the air in confusion, and the whooshing of fingers in the air as they make that crazy sign next to their heads. Like these, (this btw, is probably the only post from me in which you will ever see an emoticon present, but it is strictly for instructional purposes). Upon hearing these tell-tale sounds, it is your clue to open your eyes to read what the next writer has posted. Of course, there is always an exception to every rule. Many times, there is no response at all. Dead silence filled the air; the sound of "HUH?" so thick it could be cut with a knife. silence
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 18, 2005 10:55:54 GMT -6
Silence remains, inescapably, a form of speech.
Susan Sontag
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Post by Joxcenia on Mar 18, 2005 19:31:54 GMT -6
Talks
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Post by Scrappy Amazon on Mar 18, 2005 23:05:40 GMT -6
Love talks and talks. Lust is brief and to the point.
Mason Cooley
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holly golightly
Whooshite Apprentice
you cannot win nor lose a thing if it belongs to you
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Post by holly golightly on Mar 19, 2005 6:26:33 GMT -6
...My blood is mingled with the crime of lust: For if we too be one and thou play false, I do digest the poison of thy flesh...
william shakespeare
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Post by Joxcenia on Mar 19, 2005 19:36:19 GMT -6
Fear
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Post by katina2nd on Mar 19, 2005 19:47:50 GMT -6
Thanks for that last reply Phalon, it's made everything crystal clear.
I "fear'' that reading much more Phalonese may cause me to emulate the actions of those poor little Lemmings.
Emulate.
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Post by Phalon on Mar 20, 2005 10:22:57 GMT -6
Emulate for dinner, and ostrichized by the other diners, he could not find a seat and had to dine alone.
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