Ok, we have decided to go to the Bar and I'm picking up the tab. But to get a free beer you have to put one line of the song below to get a free beer. So when you put a line to the song in, put just one line ok? That way everyone gets to quinch their thurst.
Here's the song:
"Here she comes just a walken down the street"
next person put JUST the next line!
Ok? Let's see who I've got to pick up the tab for!
Compassion is the sometimes fatal capacity for feeling what it is like inside somebody else's skin. It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you too. - Frederick Buechner
If society prospers at the expense of the intangibles, how can it be called progress?
This post has been edited by MDF3530 on 25-Feb-2004, 07:51 PM
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Mike F.
May the Irish hills caress you. May her lakes and rivers bless you. May the luck of the Irish enfold you. May the blessings of Saint Patrick behold you.
Where now the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing? Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing? Where is the hand on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing? Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing? They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow Who shall gather the smoke of the dead wood burning Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning? ~ J.R.R. Tolkien