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Fifty Fifty (fixed)
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Fifty Fifty (fixed) |
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Thomas119gold Senior Member
since 2002-06-03
Posts 708Biloxi, MS (city by the sea) 
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Fifty Fifty sounded fair until she wanted MY CHAIR I said heck no I would rather lose my hair Then my dog, bike, boat and all my football collection Man oh man I reckon she wants Eighty twenty to get her satisfaction We were to be friends and share the pup until it was all grown up Now she has me living in a hut I called her a proctologist because she was putting it in my "SHUT UP" she yells Then I notice something smells as a greasy smiling LIAR walks in wearing his three piece pin stripe suit I would love to give him the boot She says he is the best and fifty fifty will be put to the test It sounded fair to start Man oh Man this is going to crush my heart Because, I just know she is getting my chair Oh by the way I'm starting to lose my hair |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Still good Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
 Nan(Pilgrim variety) [This message has been edited by Pilgrimage (09-13-2002 05:01 PM).] |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
This is cute....Hmmmmm...was that how I lost my hair....still got my chair... I'll have to think about that a while.. Thanx Thomas... |
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