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Some get stressed over the very small. Like they 'can't stand the heat from the kitchen,' so they leave only to jump from the 'frying pan in to the fire'. If any one is going to pull my strings, that would be me. Although I do..   ...one thing you can't call me is a liar. I've given them the benefit of the doubt, You told me to trust them, then I had to yank my fore-hand up to the bridge of my nose so as to stop them from poking me in my own two eyes with their own two fingers. .yuckyuck....end © copyright 2013 All Rights Reserved
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Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 10:42 AM UTC
The Three Stooges
Some get stressed over the very small. Like they 'can't stand the heat from the kitchen,' so they leave only to jump from the 'frying pan in to the fire'. If any one is going to pull my strings, that would be me. Although I do..   ...one thing you can't call me is a liar. I've given them the benefit of the doubt, You told me to trust them, then I had to yank my fore-hand up to the bridge of my nose so as to stop them from poking me in my own two eyes with their own two fingers. .yuckyuck....end © copyright 2013 All Rights Reserved
irving-macpherson
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Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 10:42 AM UTC
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