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Interesting argument. But Jesus never CLAIMED to be an ordained clergyman, did he?

Now the neighborhood is gone.. we admit Squirrels. Who is next..

so what are you saying? Is it kind of like.. applying the title "doctor" to herr vicster was not much unlike applying lipstick to a pig? sowy.. it's just where it went..

I've thought a little further.. when does truth become a lie? Maybe the fraction of a second after some numbnuts puts a greasy price tag on it..

perhaps when truth becomes exclusive..

What about me???? I was left in limbo.. of sorts. I was never given any conditions to fulfill. I.E. do "this" and we will wuv wu again..

maybe I'm looking too hard into this.. why does delisle, have the same rosie smile? You know.. *mr(?)* deslile.. in a few short years, *they* will be monitoring your egg intake as well.. sowy. It's Squirrel gone wild tonight.. I wonder if her(?) egg intake is documented by way scheduling..

I dunno. It looks like she(?) is eating.. eggs. Don't *they* restrict egg consumption at her age? sowy. I'm on a tangent here..

Pretty? I don't think so.. maybe it is because of the massive dose of (un)psychoactive chemicals.. You know. Enough of whatever it is, that the face muscles can relax for two minutes..

One question. Why is it that it looks like her(?) eyes are closed in all of those images? well. the question continues. And the blank smile. Like a "psychologically unfit" patient. Overloaded with Thorazine.. I dunno. Enough of that, and I would imagine that I would look fairly pleasant as well..

so whe5re is here "better half" while she is out hobnobbing with subservient, ahem, servants?

I might be persuaded to chip in on a defibrillator. Nurse. Doc, there is no pulse.. Doc. (applying conductive grease to patient). Nurse give me the paddles. ***.. waiting...* Nurse. Clear. kazzzzzort Doc, listens with stethoscope. There is no pulse. The patient is turning deep shades of blue. Nurse. Clear! kazzzzort.

If it is the "living truth" fellowship, why does it seem to be in dire need of resuscitation? I mean, it wants a *donation* of a motorcoach, money, more support..

where do we go from here.. Terry Cath had a few good licks here.. Hendrix hac a few comments about Terry. where would have the music headed.. if he didn't put a loaded gun to his head.. /the "bass buy".. seemed to be able to pick up the beat. Whatever it was.. glad he could read something..

more than you could imagine..

It doesn't look like Dr. John Townsend was the same character in way history.. much younger, different color of hair.. momentus is a little "nothing" seminar. Try going to grad school..

Maybe the big question is.. how can you love someone, without the act of sex involved.. I have many lovers. why do some have such.. what is the word. Immaturity, when it comes to defining love..

The jury came back. About all I have to do is to stay alive for about another ten days.. well.. have to finish a paper.

ha! Well, you could leave your comments. That's ok with me..

So it's been two, almost three long hard years. By the numbers, I have enough 600 level classes. *seems* I've met the requirements.. but I'm waiting for the *official* proclamation. Do I get the darn degree, or what? it's kinda like waiting for the jury to decide on my sentence here..

I can live with that.. God Bless you, Socks friend.. ha!

thinking more.. maybe I shouldn't think so much.. what has the *official* stigma given here.. a forbiddence, for those of the same sex, to connect, on some intimate level.. I dunno.. just ignore me, I'm just rambling here.. Personally. I think we all ought to just ingest large amounts of lsd, and just get it over with..

I dunno. Shoddy research, whatever.. what if he was, but culturally couldn't be? I mean.. the loyster mentioned something of significance, between otherwise incoherent rantings "homosexuality has nothing to do where one is willing to (assert) one's ***** (sexual parts)" this was a quote from he who would never mix his bread and vegetables, of herr loyster. how did he come to this conclusion.. maybe it is all in the mind.. the last professor here. ugly, overweight. This character.. the professor said before that he would be a very good guide through the wilds of Real Analysis.. Do I love this character? Absolutely. Would I do some kind of horizontal tango? Not in a thousand years.. sorry, I'm just trying to digest all of this.

fair enough, I think.. in a way that is exactly the opposite of da way nash.. "we owe no one anything" respect included.

I was thinking a little more.. vulgarity and extreme obnoxiousness have a limited usefulness. I mean, subject someone to verbal beatings long enough.. maybe psychologically the same result is with physical abuse.. one builds up an immunity.. the worst words I ever had for someone.. once. "I was once involved in a GD cult. You remind me of them.." One of the few times I used profanity.. it wasn't the gd that got person's attention..