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Sunday, Nov 8, 2009
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Published Letters: 4495
Laura and the twins are seen shopping to help the ailing Nasdaq economy,
and all the bystander observe the new boot style is real dessert Army boots.
Walking down 5th Ave in NYC with boots makes Wall Street so very happy.
The good news is that the boot soles are lemon flavored, and can be licked.
George W. Bush screaming at the top of his lungs at Americans,
demanding that citizens be mesmerized and spread love, and be just like him.
A deaf and blind photographer trying to retrieve,
his wood cane from a wild bulldog junkyard pittbull.
YKW is home at peace in N.J. He tapes his sliced golf balls with duck tape.
He's considering a new name-handle. His Salon new gold star name is...
Cauliflower Ears. He's been taking a beating lately. So~try to not pile on...
Thanks for that comment to dear pete b.
o, Anonymust seen at midnight ordering,
a 'Starbucks' peppermint hot mochas brew,
and talking to fellow insomniac Salon's readers.
Respectfully,
I remember observing a dog walker on 5th Ave in NYC,
tying to instruct her pedigree dog to ignore "inferior" mutts.
The inferior breeds are the GOP's. I say, 'Let's have burp skills.'
If a presidential hopeful can burp the ABC's we have some hope.
... seeking out Salon's readership's advice,
... why has all failed? Why has each GOP marriages backfired?
... insecure trolls are pleading and petitioning for free advice!
.... asking GG's readers how to do the hoopla hoop? O, my gads.
O, gads.
... an obese 'goof' teaches how to jiggle the belly button and do a GOP dance?
... on You-Tube...
Those last two post almost disintegrated into a brawl with bucky1? You don't seem the type who heads towards pub-brawls.
We can feel lucky that bucky1 isn't Becky-o. That a no. Np Kitt-o. You here to bring peace? Let's sure hope so...sigh.
Unless you don't mind the armed-banned cops searching down
your pants at K-mart?
A 'o' is a ','...'bumped'
If your in a no comma mood,
but you may end up a comma singing with Perry Como? okay.
O, Mr. Comma has a name that end with a vowels. Now I understand. No bebop-z
'z'? whoa. be nice. go farm.
Nature takes care of zebras.
Light a Hanukkah candelabra?
We people can be apprehended.
The computer is now confiscated.
No wonder Bush team is constipated.
I can't help but say, "I wish Barbara Bush would read the 'beautiful minds' here. What sweet treats.
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To those who like Tao Te Ching tea in the mornings.
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Those who do not speak; Those who speak do not know.
Block the passages, shut the doors, let all sharpness be blunted. All tangles untied, all glare tempered. All dust smoothed. This is called the mysterious leveling. One who has achieved it cannot be either drawn into friendship or repelled, cannot be benefited, cannot be harmed, cannot either be raised or humbled, and for this reason...*( I add and tease)
Let's admit we all only partially 'know'...but I do enjoy W.T.'s and others who add a meditation thought...
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I got to dust the furniture. It's accumulating mouse dung droplets. The dishes need to be licked clean. The laundry needs to be scrubbed at the creek. The good news...I go to a farm learning event but my assignment is to be babysat. I'll loiter at the hotel, swim in the pool, and read children books.
P.S. (There is a new expensive 'dump-shack' near here with a $85,000 spiraling mahogany wood arm-rail. If you go inside ya's want to wail because you sense a lonely suffering...A few earthen 'critters' do understand. Those 'stare' hold-on arm-rant-rails would purchase two homes if ya's invited rural skilled "hicks" to help raise a barn or construct an affordable livable simple palace) The working together is the best fun...yet...O, Al-Kooky monster will eat the chocolate chips and sip your warm goat milk? gads.
Ah, well.
We got a White House with yellow vinyl siding.
There is a black iron fence with a black Barny pooch to lure foreclosure speculators.
The 'inmates' sit in wood carved crest rails. Those Chippendale chairs cost thousands of dollars each. Then the resident thieves call the boy g-string chimps, saffron robed monks, and venial Chippendale dancers for some cheap evening entertainments.
Keep Salon readers updated.
That 18 year old rusty Honda? My request.
If it's not been driven into a Mukasey ditch,
can you install a 6-DVD radio with two boom box speakers?
W.T., and remember to put me on the free-Honda-car waiting list?
O, but first, will you please fill 'eh up, wash the windows, toss out empty beer cans, and remember to inflate the Michelin rubber bald tires?
LBJ jail in Nam?
No go to there.
I was just wondering?
Just by a lucky chance.
Does your wife have a sister?
Those pneumatics would huff, puff,
and blow the fox's den of iniquity down.
What real sharp green teeth you have. Use Sure for BO,
and stop the damn loud snore, senor...What days we do share.
The Torch of Chaos and Doubt. by Chaung-tzu.
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The Yellow Emperor withdrew, gave up his throne, built a solitary hut, spread a mat of white ruses, and lived for months in retirement.
The Yellow Emperor bowed three times,
and then said,
"You have been as a Heaven to me!"
Much of the initial coverage about Fort Hood turned out to be wrong. Is there anything wrong with that?
The accountability imposed by another country for the CIA's kidnapping and torture reveals much about our own.
Fox News' morning show plays to type, talking about whether Muslims in the Army should face "special debriefings"
219 Democrats and one Republican join in favor of the legislation, which passed by a narrow margin
The survivor and author is upset about comparisons some on the right are making to genocide
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