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From: POIUYU (Feb 22, 2004 19:42 EST)
CUTESY, CUDDLY, HUGGABLE.
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From: my dick (Apr 16, 2004 22:10 EDT)
too much cloths
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From: Take it off (Apr 21, 2004 09:08 EDT)
Id hit that
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From: pyro (Apr 25, 2004 04:40 EDT)
i want to take her boot off and smell and eat her feet,
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From: doobie1kanobi (May 03, 2004 03:14 EDT)
hey i wanan c some cleaveagee..
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From: lindsay (May 03, 2004 12:52 EDT)
omg take off ur boots so i can lick ur feet
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From: jlkj (May 13, 2004 17:32 EDT)
i would fist cut all her hair off and then eat it ALL and i mean all and then i would cut her nipples
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From: * * * * (Jun 02, 2004 09:31 EDT)
OH MAN I JUST LOVE THAT BODY
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From: HotDOG (Jun 07, 2004 12:55 EDT)
She was on SNL, and usher checked out her tits, heres a pic. http://pics.bbzzdd.com/users/warcrow/usherowned.jpe
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From: Kolton Crutcher (Jun 07, 2004 14:22 EDT)
shes hot and i wish i could go out with her
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From: [email protected] (Jun 10, 2004 10:58 EDT)
she looks good in jeans
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From: trent hile (Jul 12, 2004 07:20 EDT)
hack shit lads this is my ex-girlfriend and she gives the best headjobs ever. i guarantee u her tits are real and shit she gets her jollys off when i suck her nipples oooooh yeh lindsay loves it her cutn is so juicy im gunna get back with her!
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From: her ex husband (Jul 18, 2004 06:00 EDT)
corner her make her sit down then you wrap your arms around her head and begin to deep kissing fenzy pace lay on of her while you kissing her lipslet her cries she will enjoy iy herself then you lift her into your loving arms carry her away off into the sunset of love and having sex unwanted sex on her body
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From: wake me up before you go-go (Jul 26, 2004 17:05 EDT)
The Pickup Line The so-called pickup line is a desperation measure, a clumsy attempt to short-circuit the normal acquaintanceship process. With a dismal probability of success, it's your basic exercise in futility. "If you were a cookie, I wouldn't leave a crumb." Pathetic, embarrassing to the speaker and offensive to the recipient, elevating to new heights the art making a fool of yourself. Consider one of the more endearing lines. "Do you have a quarter?" "Why?" "My mother told me to call her when I met the woman of my dreams." This one deserves at least a giggle, perhaps even a "nice try, but...". Oh, well. "On August 17th, 1556, Nostradamus predicted that we would meet at this very time and place. How does it feel to fulfill a prophecy?" Too contrived. Gets a shrug, at best. "Do you believe in love at first sight... or should I walk past you again?" Snickers of disbelief. "All those dangerous curves, and me with no brakes." Gimme a brake, er- break. If using a pickup line is vastly overrated for the self-confident, socially adept male, it is virtually useless for the shy guy. "Foxy lady, I've been too busy drooling over you to remember that I'm normally tongue tied in the presence of beautiful women. Allow me to force my presence upon you so I won't be overwhelmed by the loneliness and despair that afflict me." This is the pickup line reduced to its bare essentials, touching in its honesty and depth of feeling, sure to rate at least a "superior" on the derision scale, and even so, more amusing than 90% of the lines in common usage. Anxiety and fear strangle the magic flow of words, the give-and-take between two persons newly discovering each other. All the same, better to risk nervous silence than to subvert and contaminate the dance by practiced glibness, by carefully rehearsed phrases designed to manipulate and seduce. Most intelligent women prefer the company of a sweating, stuttering real person to that of a sleazeball. "Madam, I'm Adam." Thus did the first man purportedly introduce himself to his intended. Eve, no doubt enchanted that this line was a palindrome in the not yet invented English language, could not have helped being impressed by its cleverness. The rest, as they say, is history. Even if not endowed with a name that so lends itself to wordplay, you may nevertheless employ some variation of the plain-and-simple introduction. "Hi ho, I'm Joe" gets more points than "We were lovers in a past life". You might even live a little dangerously and try "You are a strikingly beautiful woman, and I would like to get to know you." Other creative self-intros include "I'm sure we've never met before" and "There is something magical about first encounters." Spontaneity outclasses cliché and honesty trumps phoniness every time. Being resourceful and quick on your feet is essential, and a ready sense of humor guides you past the rough spots. Most of all, the heady feeling of just being able to talk to women, at ease and enjoying yourself, builds your self-confidence and people skills to the point that you become a sought-after conversation partner. Exercises You have just started to dig into your mashed potatoes at your usual table in the company cafeteria when a woman you don't recognize sits down in the vacant seat across from you. It's just the two of you at the table. She gives a shy little smile, then begins to unwrap a sandwich. How do you kickstart a conversation? "The carrot cake is good today. You ought to try it." "Mystery meat again. I should have brownbagged it." Wait for her to finish eating, then offer her your yogurt. _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ (Fill in the blanks.) _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ (Be really creative.) At your cousin's Christmas party, you see a woman across the room entertaining a crowd of admirers. You get this sudden crazy urge to talk to her right now, immediately, no matter if you make a complete fool of yourself in the attempt. All right, think of it as a courage test, a "proof of concept", a kamikaze run, a way of winning a little bet with yourself ("You wouldn't dare..."). Start walking toward her. Don't rehearse any lines. It has to be totally spontaneous. Now you're near her, and she looks up, startled, and notices you. You say... "Please permit me one small indulgence. I make a habit of approaching women I've never met as part of my shyness cure. Just one little smile, just one, please, otherwise I'll melt away with fright or dissolve in tears, either way equally distressing. Spare me with your mercy, or slay me with your scorn." "Allow me, fair lady, to rescue you from the crowd of your admirers. Let them admire you from afar as I charm you with my dazzling wit and you dazzle me with your charming... charms." _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ Common sense and a sense of humor are the same thing, moving at different speeds. A sense of humor is just common sense, dancing. Clive James
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From: wwwwwwwwwooooooowwwww (Aug 05, 2004 14:37 EDT)
what ex-husband said!
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From: Horny 15 Year Old Boy (Aug 25, 2004 13:47 EDT)
For 3 real Lindsay Lohan nipple slips go to www.redpac.com/legality then scroll down and click on "I think I see a nipple".
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From: why do u care? (Oct 11, 2004 21:41 EDT)
wut the hell is rong w/ u guyz....that's sum nasty stuff...n like it will ever happen....damn..wut have u guyz been smokin?
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From: killswitch (Oct 26, 2004 18:15 EDT)
shutup you're probably gay.
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From: reese (Nov 29, 2004 21:14 EST)
shes the hottest bitch ever,you guys woodnt no how to treat her,she has the best hooters ever who fukin cares if there fake,i wood luv to hit that,i wood do her so softly and slowly,undressing her so delicately and look straight into her eyes while she scream and screams for more
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From: diekat (Nov 30, 2004 16:31 EST)
i'm going make kath dance, it's kath's chance, yeah kath shake that ass, whoops I mean bal, bal bal bal
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From: rook (Nov 30, 2004 16:31 EST)
From: wake me up before you go-go (Jul 26, 2004 17:05 EDT) The Pickup Line The so-called pickup line is a desperation measure, a clumsy attempt to short-circuit the normal acquaintanceship process. With a dismal probability of success, it's your basic exercise in futility. "If you were a cookie, I wouldn't leave a crumb." Pathetic, embarrassing to the speaker and offensive to the recipient, elevating to new heights the art making a fool of yourself. Consider one of the more endearing lines. "Do you have a quarter?" "Why?" "My mother told me to call her when I met the woman of my dreams." This one deserves at least a giggle, perhaps even a "nice try, but...". Oh, well. "On August 17th, 1556, Nostradamus predicted that we would meet at this very time and place. How does it feel to fulfill a prophecy?" Too contrived. Gets a shrug, at best. "Do you believe in love at first sight... or should I walk past you again?" Snickers of disbelief. "All those dangerous curves, and me with no brakes." Gimme a brake, er- break. If using a pickup line is vastly overrated for the self-confident, socially adept male, it is virtually useless for the shy guy. "Foxy lady, I've been too busy drooling over you to remember that I'm normally tongue tied in the presence of beautiful women. Allow me to force my presence upon you so I won't be overwhelmed by the loneliness and despair that afflict me." This is the pickup line reduced to its bare essentials, touching in its honesty and depth of feeling, sure to rate at least a "superior" on the derision scale, and even so, more amusing than 90% of the lines in common usage. Anxiety and fear strangle the magic flow of words, the give-and-take between two persons newly discovering each other. All the same, better to risk nervous silence than to subvert and contaminate the dance by practiced glibness, by carefully rehearsed phrases designed to manipulate and seduce. Most intelligent women prefer the company of a sweating, stuttering real person to that of a sleazeball. "Madam, I'm Adam." Thus did the first man purportedly introduce himself to his intended. Eve, no doubt enchanted that this line was a palindrome in the not yet invented English language, could not have helped being impressed by its cleverness. The rest, as they say, is history. Even if not endowed with a name that so lends itself to wordplay, you may nevertheless employ some variation of the plain-and-simple introduction. "Hi ho, I'm Joe" gets more points than "We were lovers in a past life". You might even live a little dangerously and try "You are a strikingly beautiful woman, and I would like to get to know you." Other creative self-intros include "I'm sure we've never met before" and "There is something magical about first encounters." Spontaneity outclasses cliché and honesty trumps phoniness every time. Being resourceful and quick on your feet is essential, and a ready sense of humor guides you past the rough spots. Most of all, the heady feeling of just being able to talk to women, at ease and enjoying yourself, builds your self-confidence and people skills to the point that you become a sought-after conversation partner. Exercises You have just started to dig into your mashed potatoes at your usual table in the company cafeteria when a woman you don't recognize sits down in the vacant seat across from you. It's just the two of you at the table. She gives a shy little smile, then begins to unwrap a sandwich. How do you kickstart a conversation? "The carrot cake is good today. You ought to try it." "Mystery meat again. I should have brownbagged it." Wait for her to finish eating, then offer her your yogurt. _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ (Fill in the blanks.) _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ (Be really creative.) At your cousin's Christmas party, you see a woman across the room entertaining a crowd of admirers. You get this sudden crazy urge to talk to her right now, immediately, no matter if you make a complete fool of yourself in the attempt. All right, think of it as a courage test, a "proof of concept", a kamikaze run, a way of winning a little bet with yourself ("You wouldn't dare..."). Start walking toward her. Don't rehearse any lines. It has to be totally spontaneous. Now you're near her, and she looks up, startled, and notices you. You say... "Please permit me one small indulgence. I make a habit of approaching women I've never met as part of my shyness cure. Just one little smile, just one, please, otherwise I'll melt away with fright or dissolve in tears, either way equally distressing. Spare me with your mercy, or slay me with your scorn." "Allow me, fair lady, to rescue you from the crowd of your admirers. Let them admire you from afar as I charm you with my dazzling wit and you dazzle me with your charming... charms." _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ Common sense and a sense of humor are the same thing, moving at different speeds. A sense of humor is just common sense, dancing. Clive James
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From: whatthefuck (Dec 18, 2004 14:35 EST)
What kind of shit is this?
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