People....
Brenda
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"A righteous man regards the life of his animals." Proverbs 12:10
RIP Big Steve 1-23-05
You are missed.
Richard
> Don't make me start spamming you again.....
>
O Please, please, PLEASE... NOT THAT!!!!
michael...@yahoo.com
What we do now?!?!?!?!?
cavelamb himself
RUN!!!!!
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(remove the X to email)
Now just why the HELL do I have to press 1 for English?
John Wayne
Teri
> Don't make me start spamming you again.....
I don't know, I'm beginning to think this group could use some
constructive spam! :D
Teri
cavelamb himself
Brenda
"Richard" <cave...@yahoo.com> wrote in message
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> Brenda wrote:
>
>> Don't make me start spamming you again.....
>>
>
>
> O Please, please, PLEASE... NOT THAT!!!!
>
LOL!!
Brenda
<michael...@yahoo.com> wrote in message
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What we do now?!?!?!?!?
POST!!!
Brenda
"cavelamb himself" <cave...@Xearthlink.net> wrote in message
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> michael...@yahoo.com wrote:
>> On Jun 22, 4:26 pm, Richard <cavel...@yahoo.com> wrote:
>>
>>>Brenda wrote:
>>>
>>>>Don't make me start spamming you again.....
>>>
>>>O Please, please, PLEASE... NOT THAT!!!!
>>
>>
>> What we do now?!?!?!?!?
>
>
> RUN!!!!!
>
> --
You can run but you can't hide
Brenda
"Teri" <snowf...@yahoo.com> wrote in message
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Teri
A woman after my own spam...er....heart!
Jim
> Teri wrote:
> > Brenda wrote:
> > > Don't make me start spamming you again.....
>
> > I don't know, I'm beginning to think this group could use some
> > constructive spam! :D
>
> > Teri
>
> A woman after my own spam...er....heart!
want-a buy a hubcap? for a 1972 GMC truck. no dents and
only one rust spot.
actually, it'd work on any 15 inch wheel.
so you ain't got to have a 1972 GMC truck.
just thought I'd mention that.
cavelamb himself
Oh no, can't hide!!!
Run in circles and wave arms over yer head!!!
cavelamb himself
Well, you asked for it....
Censored Erotica
by Janice Perry
It was lying beside me, verbing quietly.
I could hear its steady breathing and the soft sounds of its verbing.
I began to get adjective, so I turned to it and put my body part around
it. It looked into my body part and verbed me with its body part.
I began to verb and to verb its body part with mine.
It moaned and said, "I emotion it when you verb me like that."
There was the sound of its adjective body part rubbing against my body
part and the slow rhythm of our verbing each other.
It was adverbly verbing me and I began to verb. I saw its color body
part and grew more and more emotioned.
I knew I would soon verb.
My skin verbed with excitement, and I felt tiny nouns shooting up and
down my body part.
I said, "Faster, faster, my endearment, I'm going to verb!
Yes, I'm verbing, I'm verbing! Verb me!
Oh endearment, you are the superlative! I emotion you."
We lay together in silence, and then got up and ate three entire packets
of nouns.
feyraeven
Richard, this is brilliant, great spam honey.
Kath : )
"cavelamb himself" <cave...@Xearthlink.net> wrote in message
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cavelamb himself
I just want to thank all of you for your educational emails over
the past years.
Thanks to you, I no longer open a public bathroom door without
using a paper towel.
I can't use the remote in a hotel room because I don't know what
the last person was doing while flipping through the adult movie
channels.
I can't sit down on the hotel bedspread because I can only imagine
what has happened on it since it was last washed.
I can't enjoy lemon slices in my tea or on my seafood anymore
because lemon peels have been found to contain all kinds of nasty
germs including feces.
I have trouble shaking hands with someone who has been driving
because the number one pass-time while driving alone is picking
your nose (Although cell phone usage may be taking the number one
spot)
Eating a Little Debbie sends me on a guilt trip because I can only
imagine how many gallons of trans fats I have consumed over the
years.< /FONT>
I can't touch any woman's purse for fear she has placed it on the
floor of a public bathroom. Yuck!
I must send my special thanks to whoever sent me the one about poop
in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet sponge
with every envelope that needs sealing.
Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same
reason.
I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl
(Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the
1,387,258th time.
I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I
receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending
me for participating in their special e-mail program.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels
looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every
wish.
I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible
mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
I no longer use can cer-causing deodorants even though I smell like
a water buffalo on a hot day.
Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if
I forward an email to seven of my friends and make a wish within
five minutes.
Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can
remove toilet stains.
I no longer can buy gasoline without taking someone along to watch
the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm
pumping gas.
I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make
these products are atheists who refuse to put 'Under God' on their
cans.
I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.
And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup of water in the
microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face...disfiguring
me for life.
I no longer check the coin retur n on pay phones because I could be
pricked with a needle infected with AIDS.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with
a perfume sample and rob me.
I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are
actually Al Qaeda in disguise.
I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support
our American troops or the Salvation Army.
I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a
number for or which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica,
Uganda, Singapore and Uzbekistan .
I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now
have their recipe.
Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big
brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me
instant death when it bites my butt.
And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 dropped
in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex
molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.
I can no longer drive my car because I can't buy gas from certain
gas companies!
If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the
next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head
at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest
your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur
because it actually happened to a friend of my next door neighbor's
ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician...
Have a wonderful day...
Oh, by the way.....
A German scientist from Argentina, after a lengthy study, has
discovered that people with insufficient brain activity read their
e-mail with their hand on the mouse.
Don't bother taking it off now, it's too late.
Brenda
"cavelamb himself" <cave...@Xearthlink.net> wrote in message
LOL
Hoping for divine intervention?
michael...@yahoo.com
Wow! Not sure exactly what to say after that English class! :)
Michael
michael...@yahoo.com
Its nice to know we all have had such a profound impact on your
life! :)
Michael
cavelamb himself
Share it with Kim - then report back! :)