Old Camus' expression over there is so wonderous. Sometimes we have a good laugh together.
Djezzica started a dangerous precident by ditching Beth. Beth was Dj's best friend.
Ronnie you should take care. Your activities and horizons are limited. You are a bigot and exstensively arrogant. This is what is happening. It would serve me in certain circles to be rid of you and as you sit back in my bedroom I always ponder how your facism has chipped hunks from my block. I know this is what you're scared of; you said you "don't know what's going on". I'm not allowed to use a politically correct statement in my own home, am I? You want me to play by the rules and the dictat is yours. Don't repeat yourself for me, even if I am on a break with my girlfriend as of the morning of the day before and I accept the invitation of your company here after seeing her again, (sigh) that evening and you asked me a question while I was lighting up. Don't. I was half listening but you didn't want to believe that. Why don't you realise that your instruction amounts to me listening to every iota of conversation in "the room" that you're present in.
"I love you according to my bond. No more, no less."
People. It is time for political change.
I don't feel the control of my government that I should. I need to write an education system before Charles Clarke presides over a Ministry one.
The first movement could be for us to remove His number from our mobile telephones and begin to hang out with other people. Not God's though. Perhaps God could be a useful ally.
'Hecuba' was fantastic last night. I want my government to ask me questions but to listen to everyone else as well to find the top of the mound without removing their blindfold.
Djezzica started a dangerous precident by ditching Beth. Beth was Dj's best friend.
Ronnie you should take care. Your activities and horizons are limited. You are a bigot and exstensively arrogant. This is what is happening. It would serve me in certain circles to be rid of you and as you sit back in my bedroom I always ponder how your facism has chipped hunks from my block. I know this is what you're scared of; you said you "don't know what's going on". I'm not allowed to use a politically correct statement in my own home, am I? You want me to play by the rules and the dictat is yours. Don't repeat yourself for me, even if I am on a break with my girlfriend as of the morning of the day before and I accept the invitation of your company here after seeing her again, (sigh) that evening and you asked me a question while I was lighting up. Don't. I was half listening but you didn't want to believe that. Why don't you realise that your instruction amounts to me listening to every iota of conversation in "the room" that you're present in.
"I love you according to my bond. No more, no less."
People. It is time for political change.
I don't feel the control of my government that I should. I need to write an education system before Charles Clarke presides over a Ministry one.
The first movement could be for us to remove His number from our mobile telephones and begin to hang out with other people. Not God's though. Perhaps God could be a useful ally.
'Hecuba' was fantastic last night. I want my government to ask me questions but to listen to everyone else as well to find the top of the mound without removing their blindfold.
pushit:
oh it's alright.......... just bored not knowing anyone though.