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Sunday, July 22, 2007

Last night, believing yourself

Jennifer Moxley

Last night, believing yourself off of the letters were thinking how grateful he was silently plotting his escape.
He pulled away and, leaving you stripped him of sweetness.
Take yourself to be so stupid as if you were thinking how grateful he must be he was a baby.
All of boots and kissed every spot on his back on the difference.
Is this He pulled the flannel throw to find that looked like a famished child sucking on a piece of sweetness.
Take yourself off of the plush couch you were thinking how grateful he must be he was filled with paychecks or grade sheets, I couldn’t tell the difference.
Is this He pulled away and, leaving you be so stupid as if you stripped him of my bedroom window.
I am changed into a stretcher.
Oh no.
Blood, blood, everywhere!
Moving to mistake deferential attention for her bulging stomach.
I open my bedroom window.
I climbed through an unmuffled ear: “remember me, remember me, remember me, remember me!” And so the incantation continues until I climbed through many foreign backyards in room one hundred and enters as a whisper through an unmuffled ear: “remember me, remember me, remember me, remember me, remember me, remember me, remember me, remember me!” And so the incantation continues until I am changed into a book but actually was filled with approximately 14,000 days sitting on Ire Street off of Sport in order to drain it Pink, yellow, and ten.
The mailbox was a baby.
All of boots and hairdos were giggling as a whisper through an unmuffled ear: “remember me, remember me, remember me!” And so the incantation continues until I am changed into a dress that I am changed into a baby.
All of the market before you pulled the end of the letters were thinking how grateful he was silently plotting his escape.
He lay on her back to make room one hundred ...

How could you be so stupid as to find that I am changed into a piece of sugarcane in search of the plush couch you were thinking how grateful he was silently plotting his escape.
She was wearing a temporary carbon-based witness.
I am changed into a patient on his slim hairless chest A slow hour many years old lips, his back on Ire Street off of Sport in search of the plush couch you become an unmuffled ear: “remember me, remember me!” And so the incantation continues until I lived on a piece of sugarcane in humiliation.
How could you with a patient on Ire Street off of the cold touch of Sport in humiliation.
How could you be so the incantation continues until I sleep with paychecks or isn’t it?
Pink, yellow, and kissed every spot on her back to make room for her back to the end of the difference.
Is this He pulled the flannel throw to drain it of its my mother.
Men are taking her out on a piece of apologetic condescension, joined the door.
I open my bedroom window.
Last night, believing yourself off of your old lips, his T-shirt and shrunk down in humiliation.
How could you were a book but actually was filled with paychecks or grade sheets, I lived on the coffee table, feeling the flannel throw to your neck and enters as to mistake deferential attention for ravenous sexual desire?
He lay on a piece of sweetness.
A flock of the plush couch you pulled the door.
I sleep with approximately 14,000 days sitting on a stretcher.
Oh no.
Blood, blood, everywhere!
Moving to the cold touch of his T-shirt and kissed every spot on my chest.
A slow hour many foreign backyards in search of Sport in search of the market before you be so stupid as a whisper through many foreign backyards in humiliation.
How could you were a famished child sucking on his back to make room for her back to mistake deferential attention for ravenous sexual desire?
Take yourself off of Sport in search of boots and shrunk down in humiliation.
How could ...

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Take yourself to be he was silently plotting his escape.
She was wearing a whisper through an unmuffled ear: “remember me, remember me, remember me!” And so stupid as if you were thinking how grateful he was silently plotting his head cocked toward the letters were thinking how grateful he must be so stupid as to find that I am changed into a temporary carbon-based witness.
I sleep with paychecks or isn’t it?
Pink, yellow, and hairdos were on her back to drain it Pink, yellow, and shrunk down in humiliation.
How could you be so stupid as they watched this.
He lay on a table.
Wait, it’s not me, it’s my name or grade sheets, I sleep with approximately 14,000 days sitting on a piece of the market before you stripped him of its last drop of boots and shrunk down in humiliation.
How could you stripped him of the plush couch you were thinking how grateful he must be he was filled with paychecks or grade sheets, I open my bedroom window.
I lived on a stretcher.
Oh no.
Blood, blood, everywhere!
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The mailbox was silently plotting his escape.
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I lived on a piece of sugarcane in order to mistake deferential attention for her bulging stomach.
I climbed through many foreign backyards in humiliation.
How could you pulled the end of his T-shirt and hairdos were a famished child sucking ...

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Saturday, July 21, 2007

riveting season\'s trysts

10 results of 79, Saturday, July 21, 2007, 3:33:30 pm EDT
Lorna Dee Cervantes

There?s laughter and
tears and
puppets

in store, and
illicit trysts
by

the ...
racing
is

the stage for
this riveting
drama

There?s
laughter and
tears and puppets

in store, and
illicit trysts
by

the
...
racing is

the
stage for
this riveting drama

This marital disappointment
sent Henry
on

a
sexual binge,
having trysts ...

Indeed,
Rhys Meyers
captures

the youthful energy
of Henry
with

Of course, the
MOST riveting
character

(to me, anyway)
remains Sylar.
...


they
need to lurch

the plot into
its final
configuration

Of course, the
MOST riveting
character

(to me, anyway)
remains Sylar.
Immense

power

and immeasurable evil

always
make a
great villain, but

Her cause is
riveting and
I

would think women
around the
world

would want to
help


her
and .....
He and I

enjoyed a very
romantic tryst
after

The
twists and
trysts of Tosca

... generous support
for this
season?s

broadcasts
as part
of

their
long-term commitments
to the future

... after her
prom-night hospital
tryst

with
McDreamy in
the season finale,

.....
illuminating, infuriating,
and

never less than
riveting and
wrenching.

Imagine
a secluded
cottage where an

aging widow is
engaging in
a

tryst
with her
.....

he was musical
director for
Little

Shop of Horrors
and made
a

We
go from
weddings and funerals

to adulterous trysts
and speedy
getaways.

.....

It?s also likely

to be one
of the
season?s

Sunday, July 15, 2007

hand she put by her sex

10 results of 3480000, Sunday, July 15, 2007, 7:26:11 pm EDT
K. Silem Mohammad

Make
sure your
hands are warm,

cold
hands are
not sexy. Put

your
hand under
her

top.
If she
is uncomfortable with

this,
then chillaxe
at first base.

The
bank has
shelled out $100

million
to settle
sex-bias suits from

women ...
7
about

bonuses
she had
been promised, he

allegedly
put his
hand up her

...
superstar professor
she?d hoped to

impress?until
he put
his hand on

her thigh.
...
But

her
alma mater
still isn?t listening.

A
story of
sex, secrets, ...

When
she turned
to leave, he

put his hand
up her
skirt

again,
this time
with a


pencil in
his hand in

an attempt to
sexually assault
her

She then describes
the powerful
passion

that this arouses
in her
as

she envelopes
...
Reach

out
your hand
and put it

into
My side.
Don't be an

Can
she reclaim
her racing life?

A Turning Points
essay. ....
I

just put my
hair


up under a
cap, put
my

only pair of
boy jeans
on

and
went to
the racetrack. ...

"One
cannot hold
one's heart in

one's hand," she
wrote in
her

memoirs, .....
coup
in

1762 that put
her on
the

throne
of Russia
as she replaced

Our scientist puts
on her
terrycloth

headband and goes
for the
gold.

...

Because she obtains

more free sex
toys than
one

vagina can handle,
she outsourced
...

out
of hand,
she fondles herself

anytime
she can
and now wants

to take photos
of


the
2 of
us together, her

performing
oral sex
on me and

As she recounts
in her
autobiography

I
Put a
Spell on You,

she was ...
of Race


and Sex:
A Black
Feminist

Saturday, July 14, 2007

BLDGBLOG: New York City in Sound

BLDGBLOG: New York City in Sound (Antonioni)

There is not a car-horn.
The wind, the law, which seems a kind of two car-horns.
A furious flurry of wind.
The wind returns, rising from right beside the aircraft, a cannon, echoless.
Here and there, metallic Then a momentary hush, the face.
The other sounds are born, clear yet unrecognizable.
A train passes, perhaps it is six o'clock in turn and so they arise and deep: the park.
Only the car-horns are perfectly distinct.
The wind drops.
A line of wind pushes it sighing, far far away.
The wind has risen, but it is impatiently eclipsed by the authority of a tram, faint, remote.
It wasn’t bells.
It seems so they obey New York’s traffic And another sound, intermittent: the thuds as suddenly as it appeared, it that way.
The metallic echo rises.
A roar, as it appeared, it seems to remind me a strange feeling as they start again.
Other sounds remain.
A murmur continues.
And, always, the siren, trucks; and becomes deafening, only when absolutely necessary.
They must be possible?
instantly drowned by a raucous truck passes.
It is not the siren.
More sheets, more metallic.
Then a hollow and deep: the siren.
An aircraft seems a little Teutonic.
I can feel I am on the drivers in this moment.
It speeds past six: more A car engine races, furiously, with a sudden spurt of sound in this bewildering noise, melted together, inside their creeping cars: noise of two car-horns.
A second one, accelerating.
Two tones shimmer.
A peal, prolonged, and the siren.
They advance, determined, against the wall outside.
A gust of bells in and takes over alone.
And someone whistling how can feel the sun has risen again.
Strong, but lingering in the stillness.
And as suddenly as it cannot be a winch, and there, metallic echo rises.
A second one, accelerating.
Two tones shimmer.
A thundering, a distant street, a masterpiece.
A rumble that rises and in the aircraft.
Cars.
A roar, as if from right beside the alert, ready to fade unidentified.
All the sounds are born, clear clean winter air.
There is the wind, which has risen but the skyscrapers slides away and buffets across the horizon.
Quarter past six: the wind.
A faint hum reasserts itself, advancing like a machine gun that rises and not a sudden buffet of cars.
Their exhausts a strange feeling as if cut off by the clang of iron and then a kind of various intensities.
A tone higher now.
It speeds past and dies, distinct, satisfying.
Two tones shimmer.
A view of wind.
[Image: A gust of every gust.
It comes again.
And still once more.
A murmur continues.
And, always, the sound of two car-horns.
A tram car.
It comes again.
And now – nothing.
The hint of the wind.
A tram car.
It is very beautiful roar of a machine gun that is falling apart.
The other sounds like a third, fading, fading, fading.
They cannot afford the drills.
The siren again.
The cars are less strident, more discrete, a car, very far away.
Another rumble blends with the daylight.
The first voice.
Seven o'clock: A thundering, a winch, and the siren.
They must be a winch, and mingles with the first, then the siren, abrupt.
Gone.
The sound of metal sheets more metallic.
Then diminishes in the pauses I cannot hear it any longer, but a truck The roar of a momentary hush, the siren.
A roar, as if cut off from right beside the siren.
Only a car-horn interrupts, like a slap in the face.
The throb of iron, but occasionally, because of two car-horns.
A tone higher now.
It is not die, that remains, obsessive, is falling apart.
The squeal of wind.
The wind, the drivers who obey the law, which has risen again.
Strong, but occasionally, because of wind.
The wind returns, rising from right beside the accelerator.
In the forefront, the siren.
An abrupt car-horn, very beautiful roar as if cut off key.
From a raucous truck passes.
It is six o'clock in turn, clearly defined.
Brief intervals.
A car engine races, furiously, with the daylight.
The wind returns, rising from a cannon, echoless.
Here on the aircraft.
Cars.
A short clatter, like a machine gun that approaches but hovers in the pauses I cannot recognize.
A gust of iron and then the two different tones.
The metallic echo rises.
A huge truck passes.
It speeds past and dies, distinct, satisfying.
Two or three passing cars.
The hint of a car-horn.
The very beautiful roar of the sun has dropped.
The other sounds remain.
A train passes, perhaps the elevated.
A whistle, shrill, anxious.
It seems so close that will never die.
I feel I am on the thirty-fourth floor, I can feel I am on the alert, ready to remind me a strange feeling as they start again.
Other sounds are still the same.
With one exception.
Drills.
Nasty.
Destroying a hollow boom, barely audible, but hovers in the morning.
Another rumble blends with the first, then they recede, gradually.
But it is an aircraft.
All the sounds An aircraft a clash of wheels, but a truck and then drowns it.
A blast from the siren, as if cut off key.
From a masterpiece.
A roar of wood.
A roar, as it appeared, it sighing, far away.
Another rumble blends with the first, then drowns it.
A sound that sound, too, quickly fades.
A murmur continues.
And, always, the two different tones.
The murmur of the accelerator.
In the forefront, the siren.
And another sound, intermittent: the siren, abrupt.
Gone.
The very beautiful roar of a machine gun that does not die, that be possible?
instantly drowned by the authority of the wind.
A truck.
A car engine I don't know what kind.
And still once more.
A noise that it has risen, but the sounds like a car-horn interrupts, like a machine gun that way.
The siren again.
The wind has risen, but lingering in turn, clearly defined.
Brief intervals.
A rumble that way.
The sound of various intensities.
A line of wind between the alert, ready to fade unidentified.
All that remains, obsessive, is the wind, which seems a few moments, my brain freezes.
A thundering, a clash of traffic beneath it.
Somewhere on the drivers who obey the law, which has risen again.
Strong, but hovers in the air, in this bewildering noise, melted together, inside their horns only when absolutely necessary.
They mingle with the first, then the siren, abrupt.
Gone.
The hint of wind between the wind.
It is six more gusts.
A rumble that be possible?
instantly drowned by a sudden buffet of a car, completely appropriate for a few moments, my brain freezes.
A car passes, another, then the siren, abrupt.
...

Chop Chop

Jim Hearon

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Saturday, July 7, 2007

wonkette

Your Bonsai Story Tree starter sentences:
Rumors On The Internets Mitt Romney: Anal Intruder * Fred Thompson loves abortions almost as much up there, but most people drive slower when they're high * Yes, a lot of things he hasn’t totally fucked up there, but most people have officially called for a while to be named Bush … even a black!
[Newsweek] 3 comments Except not named Bush … even a black!
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of racial encounters Peggy Noonan and 46% want bush impeached * 72% of impotent rage Everybody Wants Bush and/or Cheney To Resign/Be Impeached According to distract with Windows MovieMaker.
[IMAO] * On President Shitforbrain’s birthday, even the list of Blackberries.
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[NYP] FRI JUL 6 2007 AT 9:06 pm BY PAREENE 759 views 22 comments Latest by Motortruck: Narco-Farco Cockroach.
more Take that, Washington - Wonkette your friends will hate you could throw this gentleman a Happy Birthday Oh wait, wrong president.
more cash to the Infidel Is This Man Smiling?
fredodrugs.jpg Despite Gonzales’ 200 month sentence, the cover.
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[Passport] * Al Gore is it this many refugees alive to let the campaign trail.
[WP] * Page Six: Judith Giuliani [Prowler] * John Edwards and Nays: Live Earth' To Resign/Be Impeached According to a lot of and many more A YouTube video.
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That simple question is about to smoke a clean apron.
Will big U.S.
job gains raise inflation risks?
[MSNBC] FRI JUL 6 2007 AT 3:00 pm BY PAREENE 759 views 13 comments progress on the campaign trail.
[WP] * Page Six: Judith Giuliani [Prowler] * John Edwards and sent to Resign and/or be impeached: * 72% of the country.
Ever This Weekend The Post has nightmares about Ralph Nader.
[The Swamp] * Hillary has threatened the impetus behind “jam band fan or 14 other congresspeople you mean?
First, they joined forces to get much more live in the city, on the march * Americans will elect anybody not named Bush has racked up is debatable.
[Passport] * Al Gore is very, very very old… Adrian Fenty makes up there, but they’re easier to Throw Lamest Party Ever think of Second America - Wonkette your friends will hate you dept.
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Why Is This Man Smiling?
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[Prowler] * John Edwards and her latest column.
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Bush has racked up for his lack of sloppy seconds Al Gore has nightmares about Ralph Nader.
[The Swamp] * Hillary has yet to build levy's around them to the District with only 49% + pending indictment = sudden realization that he retains full confidence in the “is it this thing that looks like to let the maintenance of impotent rage Everybody Wants You to the Infidel Is This Man Smiling?
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DoJ FRI JUL 6 2007 AT 3:26 pm BY PAREENE 759 views 10 comments Porn Debate Raises The Internets Mitt Romney, hotel pornographer.
[Pandagon] FRI JUL 6 2007 AT 4:36 pm BY KEN LAYNE 3,337 views 72 comments Latest by way of the main “Live Earth” concert, Al Gore is it this many refugees alive to be named Bush … even the list of America’s freedom.
And then poor old Adrian Fenty makes up an impressive 802 days at them, shall we?
more Free 'IMPEACH' tops for Washington’s refusal of Peggy Noonan Saw a lot of Second America - Wonkette dept.
of that?
[Iraq Slogger] * We would like this thing” field.
Jam Band Fan or a jam band kid, ready to smoke a popular Nashville singer in the Attorney General.
DoJ FRI JUL 6 comments fun with only 49% + pending indictment = sudden realization that [Iraq Slogger] * We would like this thing” field.
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[WP] * Page Six: Judith Giuliani still without a clean apron.
Will big U.S.
job gains raise inflation risks?
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you mean?
First, they have all our nuclear bombs Giuliani, still has nightmares about Ralph Nader.
[The Swamp] * Hillary has bad luck with men.
[Fresh Intelligence] * Hey libtards, if Iraq Slogger] * We would like this - Wonkette get to Resign and/or be named and no one has bad luck with men.
[Fresh Intelligence] * Hey libtards, if Iraq is so goddamned violent then poor old Walnuts!
McCain.
[Election Central] * Mitt Romney, hotel pornographer.
[Pandagon] FRI JUL 6 2007 AT 9:06 pm BY PAREENE 611 views 39 comments fun with only 49% + pending indictment = sudden realization that keeps on giving.
[Wizbang Politics] * Brilliant political commentary by Publican: Nader and Norquist make an unlikely team.
[Examiner] * The Sex Kind [jezebel.com] 53 comments progress on the march * Americans will elect anybody not named Bush and/or Cheney shop at a shitty fast food place!
So take advantage of that?
[Iraq Slogger] * We would like to let the Senate floor.
[Think Progress] * Thanks to get much as Rudy Giuliani.
[Prowler] * John Edwards and Nays: Live Earth” concert, Al Gore’s “kid” is about to Resign and/or be impeached: * 72% of Second America - Wonkette dept.
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Tuesday, July 3, 2007

dr bronner\'s soap for spaceship earth!

10 results of 156, Tuesday, July 3, 2007, 11:44:58 pm EDT

Serving
Our Community
and Spaceship Earth

...
The over
30000 words spread

across

all the soap

labels
were Dr.
Bronner's life work

Dr.
E.H. Bronner
1908 -1997. A

Life
Dedicated to
God, Mankind and

Spaceship
Earth
Emanuel Bronner

was a third
generation master
soap-maker

12th:
Over-population destroys
God?s spaceship Earth,

unless
Essene-Chinese ....
Use

Dr. Bronner?s for
Shave-Shampoo-Massage-Dental-Soap Bath!
...

For on God?s
Spaceship Earth,
with

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none!
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All-One! .....

Use
Dr. Bronner?s
for Shave-Shampoo-Massage-Dental-Soap Bath!

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Spaceship Earth,
come

in
Spaceship Earth!
... Stewart might


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produced a bottle

of
Dr. Bronner?s
Magic Soap, which

free on God?s
spaceship Earth!
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how

rough the trip,
how


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in
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... Stewart might


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in Spaceship Earth!
... Stewart
might


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produced a bottle

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that makes
Dr.

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different. ...
Some

saw
his
preaching about

"uniting Spaceship Earth"
as ranting,
and

Have you ever
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Bronner?s

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and wondered
how this tingly

product
has
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under one plan
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of each other
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earth.