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leon rosselon
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Don't get married girls, you'll sign away your life You may start off as a woman but you'll end up as the wife You could be a vestal virgin, take the veil and be a nun But don't get married girls for marriage isn't fun Oh, it's fine when you're romancing and he plays the lover's part You're the roses in his garden, you're the flame that warms his heart And his love will last forever and he'll promise you the moon But just wait until you're wedded, then he'll sing a different tune You're his tapioca pudding, you're the dumplings in his stew But he'll soon begin to wonder what he ever saw in you Still he takes without complaining all the dishes you provide For you see he's got to have his bit of jam tart on the side So don't get married girls, it's very badly paid You may start off as the mistress but you'll end up as the maid Be a daring deep sea diver, be a polished polyglot But don't get married girls, for marriage is a plot Have you seen him in the morning with a face that looks like death? With dandruff on his pillow and tobacco on his breath And he needs some reassurance with his cup of tea in bed For he's worried by the mortgage and the bald patch on his head And he's sure that your his mother, lays his head upon your breast So you try to boost his ego, iron his shirt and warm his vest Then you get him off to work, the mighty hunter is restored And he leaves you there with nothing but the dreams you can't afford So don't get married girls, men they're all the same They just use you when they need you, you'd do better on the game Be a call girl, be a stripper, be a hostess, be a whore But don't get married girls, for marriage is a bore When he comes home in the evening he can hardly spare a look All he says is "What's for dinner?" After all you're just the cook But when he takes you to a party, well, he eyes you with a frown For you know you've got to look your best, you mustn't let him down And he'll clutch you with that "Look-what-I've-got" twinkle in his eyes Like he's entered for a raffle and he's won you for the prize Ah, but when the party's over you'll be slogging through the sludge Half the time a decoration and the other half a drudge So don't get married, it'll drive you round the bend It's the lane without a turning, it's the end without an end Take a lover every Friday, take up tennis, be a nurse But don't get married girls, for marriage is a curse Then you get him off to work, the mighty hunter is restored And he leaves you there with nothing but the dreams you can't afford
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Neal Boortz
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It would seem that the Neal Boortz bobblehead doll has attracted the interest of a young Afghan girl in Kabul. Also, if you could see the enlarged picture you would note that his golf club is broken. Probably the work of the Taliban who outlawed golf and cancelled the PGA Tour stop in Afghanistan when they took over.
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IWishICouldGoWithDavid
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Jeez... where was THIS blather on May 4th when I most needed it???
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megan
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hehe
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thieums
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J'ai l'honneur de ne pas Te demander ta main N'inscrivons pas nos noms Au pied d'un parchemin -- Georges Brassens
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why don't you marry Jesus, it's your "LAST CHANCE". good luck to you that all i can say. next time don't use crayon, it looks a little childish.
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niska
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i'd love to marry Jesus, but he's dead. and i'm already married...
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niska
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& even if we could hook up, i'm not religious, so we'd probably argue about that too much.
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anythingbutcryptic
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but jesus was friends with mary magdalene who was a prostitute, hes lovessss us all ... apparently on the marriage note. not too enthused about the idea. dont want to become a depressed housewife. dont want to come home tired, blistered feet, from some office job to a kitchen. pick up the kids from childcare. and all that jazz. then have to dutifully fuck the husband. day after day after day after day. just so i can pay off my goddamn investments??? just so i can live such a lovely life without worrying where the moolah is gonna come from? probably. note to self. consider becoming whore. or a female partner. fine ok, ive oversimplified things. yanno what i mean, doncha.
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FUCK YOU
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Jesus lives, he is a total freak. He is married and he fucked Jane. Peter is going to hell no because that is where i have decided he should go for being such a lustful adulterer. He doesn't deserve such a sweet cheeky poppet. i'm going fucking running.
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jane
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i guess i'm a homewrecker all of a sudden............?
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walrie
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if you're doing it because you think you have to. get married if you want to, and if you've found the love of your life and know you could never live without them.
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Lemon_Soda
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Personal decision. Don't listen to anyone else...listen to yourself.
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daxle
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if you feel like you can't live without someone, your relationship is probably fucked, in my experience.
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Lemon_Soda
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daxle's post = WORD
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LEMON SODA RESPONDING
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CHECK
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what's it to you?
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