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Age: 34 Where did you grow up: Liverpool, UK WHAT DO YOU CALL: A body of water, smaller than a river, contained within relatively narrow banks. A stream if it’s moving. A pond if it’s still or a puddle if it’s in the middle of the road. What the thing you push around the grocery…
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…shop assistants hand me my change with out actually looking where they are putting it.
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On 17th February 2006 I commented on a journal entry. Within hours the owner of the journal entry added me. Since then, the journal owner and I have become really good online mates (much akin to Benny but I’ve not met Benny yet). Last night, nearly 2 years after that first comment, I met the…
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It was a beautiful thing It came about by chance It would have been good It ripped my pants Alas it couldn’t be allowed to grow Unmanageable, the garden, And so the decision was made To break the branches before they harden The fruit it bore Could have been sour The foliage too green Belladonna,…
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So after a long hard day attempting to motivate myself into doing some of the tonnes of work I have to do before April 16th I return from Uni and put the car into the garage. While I am closing the garage door I hear a strange harrumphing noise coming from behind me. Worried that…
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Bras eh? Mrs Gnomepants tells me she has her eyes on a sports bra to assist in her current “keep fit by doing Billy Blanks Tai Bo DVD’s” regime. Indeed, not being a completely ignorant male, I am aware that these garments cost a fair whack. What I don’t understand is why. Undies right, I…
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