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I read a digital sign today, it went something like this..             "Some mistakes are too ****** cool to make only once" To which my head replied... 'or twice for that matter'. I don't understand myself when everything goes my way but I carry a big ten inch snit... This morning I found a silver ring and an empty bottle of                                FIREBALL Cinnamon Whisky.     I have never drank the stuff but it sounds as bad as White Shark, a hanged over in a glass vessel. What a way to start the day, day two on the way to breaking the cigarette habit..                                  I have to on the count of they're killing me.. But I love my smoke.     Thank you God for the e-cigarette.. I love love, love you, oh thank you Lord!          And the puff-puff-pass doesn't help, I have to buy stock in Halls Cough Drops,   I use them so much I've had to take a second mortgage out on the house that I will never own. Anyway, the lady's gone to bed and I have music floatin' in my head.. was ****** most of the day               but you can't keep a good man down. end © 2014
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Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC
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I read a digital sign today, it went something like this..             "Some mistakes are too ****** cool to make only once" To which my head replied... 'or twice for that matter'. I don't understand myself when everything goes my way but I carry a big ten inch snit... This morning I found a silver ring and an empty bottle of                                FIREBALL Cinnamon Whisky.     I have never drank the stuff but it sounds as bad as White Shark, a hanged over in a glass vessel. What a way to start the day, day two on the way to breaking the cigarette habit..                                  I have to on the count of they're killing me.. But I love my smoke.     Thank you God for the e-cigarette.. I love love, love you, oh thank you Lord!          And the puff-puff-pass doesn't help, I have to buy stock in Halls Cough Drops,   I use them so much I've had to take a second mortgage out on the house that I will never own. Anyway, the lady's gone to bed and I have music floatin' in my head.. was ****** most of the day               but you can't keep a good man down. end © 2014
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Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC
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