I'm passed out by the punchbowl with a kick me sign stuck to my crotch.
And there's nowhere I'd rather be.
I wish Mr. Ostrowski, the gym teacher, would keep a greater distance from my slack body though.
I hope some of the boyz from the good ole times make it to the ball - would love to dance with patiodog or pueo. i'm sure moondoggy would have someone to dance with, too.
rest of you i will see in a drinking contest. i hope it's gonna be a good one this year, perhaps a bit more civilized than the last one.
Can you promise springlike breezes?
Noddy24 wrote:Can you promise springlike breezes?
I'm sure someone will break wind eventually....
I'll be under the disco ball with Gautam and JoeBlow if you need me.
blueveinedthrobber wrote:Noddy24 wrote:Can you promise springlike breezes?
I'm sure someone will break wind eventually....
This is why chili is not among the refreshments.
blueveinedthrobber wrote:V-Day is my daughters birthday, so we will go to our annual Crab Leg and Lobster seafood feast.
Squinney will be out of town.
Your daughter shares a birthday day with me.
Let it be a dance we do.
May I have this dance with you?
Through the good times and the bad times, too,
Let it be a dance.
Let a dancing song be heard.
Play the music, say the words,
and fill the sky with sailing birds.
Let it be a dance.
Let it be a dance.
Let it be a dance.
Learn to follow, learn to lead,
feel the rhythm, fill the need
to reap the harvest, plant the seed.
Let it be a dance.
Everybody turn and spin,
let your body learn to bend,
and, like a willow with the wind,
Let it be a dance.
Let it be a dance.
Let it be a dance.
Morning star comes out at night,
without the dark there is no light.
If nothing's wrong, then nothing's right.
Let it be a dance.
Let it be a dance.
Let it be a dance.
Let the sun shine, let it rain;
share the laughter, bear the pain,
and round and round we go again.
Let it be a dance.
_________
Ric Masten
Is that love in the air, or just the effects of dogs eating too much moose meat? Inquiring noses want to know ...
I love those little meeses
they're what I love to eat,
I bite their little heads off
I nibble on their tiny feet.
There are no mooses in new meixco.
I Met My True Love At The Clinic
I met my true love at the clinic
She came in the door at a quarter to eleven
She had the same disease I had
It seemed like a match made in heaven
I met my true love at the clinic
She was a dark haired beauty, tall, sexy and unique
When it comes to love, I've been a cynic
But she won me over with her savvy, sexual technique
I met my true love at the clinic
My friends told me it would never last
But now with only 3 shots to go
Our romance is still going fast
I met my true love at the clinic
and my wish for you all this Valentine's Day
is may V.D. do for you what it did for me
And that is, send true love my way
So if you have no one to love or care for
and you're sitting home alone this Valentine's Day
Keep these words close to your heart
'True love may be just one clinic visit away'
by: Strom 'Noodles' Wentworth
JayBea and I will be there with our dancing shoes ready!!
Anon
the one i want to dance with will never post in this thread.. >sigh<
so i will just lean on the door
and stare
Awww
Drag that person over here. By the seat of the pants. :wink:
if i got that close to........
er
well
this is a PG - rated forum huh?
damn it to hell..
shewolfnm wrote:the one i want to dance with will never post in this thread.. >sigh<
so i will just lean on the door
and stare
Yeah, that's our Shewolf...such a wallflower.
shewolf
shewolf, don't you see Gus leaning against the wall over there, trying to work up the nerve to ask you to dance?
Why don't you give him a boogie?
BBB
Ahem. That's boog-IE, not boog-ER, Shewolf.
Lurking .... picking booger and wiping it on the w.... I mean, getting ready to boogie, shaking feathers ... think I'm gonna jump on some poor ole limey ... hope he doesn't have a bad ticker!
It's not my ticker that you have to worry about, you sexy feathered fiend.