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I'm Here For A White Russian (Stute) |
Nurse Crachet Member
since 1999-09-27
Posts 318They know where I am! |
I'm Here For A White Russian I'm here from the Stute for a white Russian after gallantly surviving a painful concussion Serve it up in a big glass on the strong side I promise not to turn from Jeykell to Hyde. Not sure where I'm destined from here everything in my head still not very clear, I may lose my long lost daughter I fear. The crayon king lusts after her in passion, I think he expects me to have compassion Instead I'd rather sleep hugging the big white bus since he chooses her to be the only one to discuss. Serve it up bartender one after another that way this emotional pain I can smother. [This message has been edited by Nurse Crachet (edited 02-24-2000).] |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
Fermented spud A wonderful drink The more you down The less you think the less you think The more you drown So drink your spud At every round Bartender! Another White Russian here! |
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Little_Spyro Senior Member
since 2000-01-09
Posts 659San Diego, CA, USA |
Well, I can't even get in any bar besides this one for another seven years, but I can appreciate this! Nice piece, Nurse! Bartender, root beer, no ice! Little Spyro T. Dragon |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Cute, NC! But I think a root beer would do you much more good with that concussion and all.....Sam, I think I'll join you in that root beer too! Mine must be diet of course.... Denise |
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Nurse Crachet Member
since 1999-09-27
Posts 318They know where I am! |
Andrew: Fancy meeting you here handsome stranger care if I spin some music on the CD changer? I'll find some moving tunes so we can dance since you never yet gave me a fighting chance When you see my moves we won't be here long see in your artistic arms is where I belong. You'll be convinced after just one dance so give me your hand and give way to chance. Never would I let a handsome gentleman down especially one who's art grants him a crown. In your artistic arms you'll feel my passion You'll even see a marvelous form of fashion. See I'm not the Nurse you think me to be I'm a wild woman just waiting to be set free. Let me challenge your desires with fantasy's reaching you to highest levels in ecstasy. The time is now to dance real slow and feel my emotion, my passion and the fact I'm real I'd offer the moon and the stars and sun but they don't even add up to you my hun(k) [This message has been edited by Nurse Crachet (edited 02-24-2000).] |
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Nurse Crachet Member
since 1999-09-27
Posts 318They know where I am! |
Little_Spyro: The Rootbeer's on me, have as many as you'd like and you can join us at the Stute anytime you'd like. We always have an open door policy, one way only (IN)...LOL Thanks for reading and enjoying. Dsnyder: Now listen do you think your my mother? I need these drinks to ease the pain, think anyone came while I was dying, bleeding on the floor, no just a bunch of them staring like they never saw me before. I guess I should be thankful they could have started disecting me for there next Andrew stew. LOL Thanks for reading and enjoying. |
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