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No rent, he buys materials. You can leave a house to two of your nieces or nephews.
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Oh dear. You sleep in the chair. She get s the bed?
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your pizza looks great. we had nachos
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Must be spring.
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I am going to have to change my dog school day. I miss the music.
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Oh dear, problem you should not handle. Call the Vice President.
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Three from husband one of Airehead-- God rest his soul that man had a way with words. Greyhound bus hit a hearse, rubber neckers made it worse, worst traffic I have ever seen, down on the Occoquan. And then there was Get the widow on the set, we need dirty laundry. And finally- lessons of love are like ice on the river, they seem pretty solid when your close to the shore, but when you venture out to uncharted waters, you might be taught a lesson that you never knew before.
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Just heard this while I was grooming Airedales. I'll never break my promise or forget my vow But God only knows what I can do right now I'm praying for the end of time It's all that I can do Praying for the end of time, So I can end my time with you!
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it looks lovely
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No worries. Patsy Cline. What a voice. No worries. His plane crash, in a brand new aircraft that had a mechanical was just a freak accident. Risk is the cost of living. I do think he would rather be dead than not fly.
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Good one
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I do not read about plane crashes instead I pause and count my lucky stars
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Chili is overrated. Make the yummy looking soup.
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11:28. Light snow, little wind. Up to 22 degrees now. Ryan was looking out to the porch watching it snow but he got bored with it.
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What is the standard of error to the calculation?
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The bed bolster v shaped thing I’d is what they sent home with Einstein after that plane crash. It worked well and also helped prevent pneumonia as that might have killed him with the lung puncture and stuff.
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I really connect with John’s lyrics.
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And you don’t know about sadness Till you’ve faced life alone You don’t know about lonely Till it’s chiseled in stone vern gosdin
