Somebody call God and let him know.
you don't need one.
[This message has been edited by quing-jao (edited January 21, 2003).]
I thought it was water.....
It looks like the front end of a B-29 bomber.
There's no there there.
Glowing like a Christmas tree, I tell you.
You light up my life.
TO ARCHITRAZ!!!
I just remember waking up in a pair of lederhosen.
My CD played is going "scritch, scritch, scritch."
It was like that when I got here.
I like it....I'm just not touching it.
Six maids a-milking.
And they say that I don't wash my hands.
Just dip your toe in.
One step at a time.
They begged for mercy, but the begging seemed very insincere.
I was boxing.
It says it all on my nametag...
Complete Boredom. That says it all.
Sell the damn dog.
Excuse me while I log into E-Bay.
If this the end of the world, I'm disappointed.
Tired, oh so, very tired.
They're not intended for cobblestones.
So turn the stupid thing off.
Sliding down the pole is the best!
She is clearly ahead of her time.
I'll take a little off the top please.
I'm thinking landing strips of the gods.
Replies, there are always too many replies.
Feyd
Put that down very, very gently.
(Dan, your question was REALLY funny.)
BLAM! Darn. It seemed like such a good idea.
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Every picture lies.
Jenni, flattery will get you everywhere.
Stop tickling!
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Commerce.
I don't care what you say, I'm naming the baby Hermione.
But I only left it in there for a minute!!!
Well, I'm no brain surgeon.
Drilling for your soul!
Ok, I was playing dirty.
Mmmm... Sharp, pointy sticks.
red rover
Some obscure black thing.
In that case, please inform Locke that he is a genius.
I couldn't tell. It was dark, and I was wrapped in tin foil.
Jiffy Pop.
Call him collect.
I blame you, but then again, I blame you for everything.