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Becky’s Prank calls…

December 8, 2006

if you want to brighten up your rather crap day, listen to Becky, an 8 yr old super witty, spontaneous, humorously gifted lil irish lady. ( maybe she's older now). I never laughed so hard but the moment I heard her prank calls. She could be a good agent in a callcenter. lol

listen:   

a quick link to some of her prank calls. Kill me if you didn't giggle or laugh your ass out just one bit.

http://www.98fm.ie/Newsite/CREW/littlebecky.asp

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hmmm..

josie maran and katie holmes  and nicole kidman appeared twice…hmmm.. you think so? ok. make believe. it won't hurt that much. lawls.

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yay be yay and nay be nay…

December 7, 2006

Why can't i say NO when i know that i'll be dead when i say YES?

is my being humanist that incurable? i'm mean when i am mean. i'm nice when i'm nice, why can't i be mean and say NO when somebody pleads? giving heartily is a wonderful feeling but i hate being asked.

I need some treatment.

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How about me?

 
people tell this to me

hey, i love your eyes
i love your voice
i love your jacket
i love your toes
i love how you look on that pic
i love your shoes…
i love your…

i really wanna ask them, Hey, about me?
don't you love ME too? lol

 

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goosebumps

December 5, 2006

there's one sport that gives me goosebumps -Figure Skating. I'm a frustrated figure skater. Jaan and Mum are the only ones who knew that i'm so into it. When mum spent her vacation in Holland my sis and bro asked her to buy this and that. well, you guessed it right. i asked  her to forget everything but a pair of iceskates. she thought i was crazy. i couldn't use it to where we live. the one and only iceskating rink moved out to nowhere. =(  i'm not so into sports,. but i like everything that has wheels,something that glides and bumps and has water. you paint the picture. and yeah, chess.

Sasha Cohen's in the background. boy, watching her do her stunts leave me breathless! I miss the ice….

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tell me a story…

only a few people could tell me a story and know what i mean when i asked them to tell me a story.
page 14 chapter L.O.V.E is common but i love hearing this and the book called sorryology,sexology,goodbyeology,missyouology,callmeology,singmeology,biology,moonology,
starology,artilogy politicology,spiritology,potatology, loveology and oh…tell me a story….
not about the girl who cried a river and drowned the whole world.

sunscreen is a good topic too, you know.

tell me a story. i'll listen. =)

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mary jane moon


the moon looks rather lovely tonight. well, as always, i'm fascinated with how she smiles at me
when i howl at her with my heart.  just any usual nights when she hangs there in the sky playing with the clouds changing her face,oh  she still looks lovely!  i adore her in any way just like how J. Fry adores her.  i know she's just rocks and craters but every night she smiles at me, everything is illuminated. and my weary heart beats again. she knows when my heart is crying even though  i am not aware of it. i  will just then realise it 'cos she's wiping my tears…just like what she's doing now….oh sun dust!

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stop. look. read.

December 4, 2006

let me tell you a story.

there's a spirit called Assumption. Assumption kills. that's its main job.

and it loves porno and that kamasutra from japan. shhhh.

the end.

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toss the coin for me.

he said he save the best for last. it's a bad habit of his..

then she asked: how would i know if a man is really interested in me?
he:  what age range?
she: regardless
he: 18-25 & 40+ its easy, they chase you around half naked.
       26-35+ , its complicated
       18-25 = nothing to loose
       26-35 , trying to get it together for long term
       40+ , made it and looking
       26-39, its mixed
here we go .. let me tell you.
situation, Guy gets a black eye.
        18-25 = Everyone loves a badboy
        26-39, Oh my god, what will people think?
       40+, *uck it, i wont show up to work

here is another one,
im drunk ..im holding a cigar and my third glass of wine

and i'm smiling
and smelling good
im 27 so im also half naked
im going to stop
we can talk about this in person over a drink

–''i never kiss some girls.. i know everyone i kissed .. i still have room on my 5 fingers
, i have my 4th finger on. it's a special thing for me"

bottome line,  love come grows, no love at first site

well, she's not a skillfull water carrier….and he's a funny idiot.
they both have peace of mind on a monday afternoon.

i love them both. truly. =)

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I hate you then i love you


I’d like to run away from you
But if I were to leave you I would die
I’d like to break the chains you put
Around me
And yet I’ll never try

No matter what you do you drive me Crazy
I’d rather be alone
But then I know my life would be so
Empty
As soon as you were gone

Impossible to live with you
But I could never live without you
For whatever you do / for whatever you
Do
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you

You make me sad
You make me strong
You make me mad
You make me long for you / you make
Me long for you

You make me live
You make me die
You make me laugh
You make me cry for you / you make me
Cry for you

I hate you
Then I love you
Then I love you
Then I hate you
Then I love you more
For whatever you do
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you

You treat me wrong
You treat me right
You let me be
You make me fight with you / I could
Never live without you

You make me high
You bring me down
You set me free
You hold me bound to you

I hate you
Then I love you
Then I love you
Then I hate you
Then I love you more / I love you more
For whatever you do / for whatever you
Do
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you

I never, never, never
I never, never, never
I never, never, never
Want to be in love with anyone but you
But you

i find this song funny yet true to many couples.
what i like about this is pavarotti's singing stunts. it's full of emotion…i love it.

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who’s got games?

December 2, 2006

  
Life is like one of those games that looks easy at first but then it pulls
you in and doesn't let go until you give up and look for the cheat
codes.heck! i'm still fairing even if my tummy issues are killing me. no need for cheat codes. a king size bed will do after moping out of this place where people confuse boredom with superiority.

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