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*** remembering Chaplain (Col) Sherrill F. Munn Brother, who will salute youwhen your final order liesunspokenin the ground beneath my fe..

*** Run! Oh, hurry! Run! See how the sky grips the ground? How those clouds spin and spin and spin? We mu..

*** I've long wondered who thought up the phrase, mental masturbation? Isn't all masturbation mental in a way? Is no..

*** When cookies knocked, I peeked out. I didn't like what I could see. When cookies knocked, sugar peeked in, an..

*** We were children having children until life came to reclaim its cash stake, demanded we honor our money back guarantee...

*** Inside and alive, ensconced in an oyster shell, half-shelled, half-lit, sweet vermouth cocktail near the end of it. ..

*** How do you separate such soft intertwined lives to encourage growth in earth, earth different than where bor..

*** We call the lamp a Tiffany. It's not really Tiffany. A copy well made but not valuable as would be the real ..

*** You can only bounce off walls so many times before walls start bouncing back, which puts me right on track to win the ..

*** I drew the short straw which really wasn't a straw at all, but a computerized print out of the Driver's Ed schedule- ..