What happens to you in this story is really a lot like writing a blog.You bare yourself to a whole bunch of strangers you don't really know and hope that they will applaud.When the music stops, you have two choices: start the dance all over again, or jump out the window.
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The porter? Are you getting creative with your minimalism, Mr. T, or is the port kicking in?
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The porter is in the poster, methinks.
Great stories, both of them...The first reminded me of some of Jolea's stories of the US & BVIs.Your story.... don't let the kids read this anytime soon, remember you are supposed to be setting the example (now you know why Jolea is the way she is.) And if one of them becomes an exotic dancer Mom can blame it on you.
Then again... those girls make tons of money and could buy Mom and Dad a really nice set up in the islands.
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There once was a poster from TivertonWhose tonic was mixed with a fifth of ginWhile his posts were confusingThe results were amusingI'll abide them as long as his liver can.
Alright, everybody outta here. This is a serious blog about important things. I won't have it devolving into the sort of nonsense that goes on in less Proper places of dubious Origins.
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I'm the blog admin who removed that post. It had about twelve variations of cialis ads in it. I suggest googling cialis if you need more info.
We get those at school all the time. Most of us ignore them, but the old divorced teachers get all worked up over them.
Brilliant! Great way to start Thanksgiving. I have never been to Pataya but I have a feeling that most people wouldn't have batted an eyelid at your Birthday Suit Stroll back to the bar.ODocker's limerick is priceless too
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