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Defense seems to be that there was no plan to set the kid on fire. The group of teens happened to find a jug of rubbing alcohol (which, as unbelievable as it sounds, appears to be the truth from everything I've seen). A few minutes later, they see the kid. Words are exchanged. Then one pours the alcohol on him... was it supposed to stop there? When another kid took out a lighter and flicked it, did anyone know what he was about to do? Did he not realize how flammable rubbing alcohol is? Because he knows now! So, yeah, it's a mistake if I think I'm just pouring alcohol on you and YOU, on your own, decide to take the next step and light it! Is that what happened? Don't know. I do know that these defendants will all but certainly turn on each other. This is going to be a REAL interesting fight from here on out.

Been covering this story lately and thought folks here might be interested. Don't know if this is the appropriate spot for it, but mods can feel free to move it. Teen set on fire

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Guy holds a very long and very deadly grudge over a piece of jewelry.

Don't know if that description fits, but I know The Grinch does.

For the record, the wrong Die Hard was listed (should have been 3, not 2), but no harm done. Groundhog Day Chris Elliot Manhunter It was a bit part, but yeah, he was there.

Oh, I definitely have a list, but it's the songs that make me lunge for the tuner to change the station. I call it, Christmas music from Heck

Christmas Music from Heck!

Fear is Be-Leaving in a verse - out of context where it's been abused before.

What is available? Leaving. How to receive? What do you do that makes you a part of TWI? Stop doing those things. Do other things. Go see a movie or something. Do the things you would do if you were not stringing chairs. Now you can't give them money because you blew it on a bucket of popcorn while watching New Moon. And you can't go to the meeting on Thursday night because The Office is on. Sorry. YOU'RE FREE. Act like it. The how of receiving is Be-Leaving! What to do with it after you've got it: Begone! You wouldn't attend a KKK rally or give money to Gates Foundation, would you? Make giving to TWI as bizarre a proposition as giving to the Nigerian Bank Scammers. Get your needs and wants parallel: point one foot (needs) out the door. Point the other foot (wants) parallel to the first foot. Walk. Consult the DVD "Santa Claus is Comin to Town" for further instruction on putting one foot in front of the other.

I noticed someone recently asked for help getting out of the Way. This is a generic reply to that question, without regard to any individual set of circumstances. I call it: The Law of Be-Leaving. It works like this: If you Be-Leave, then you have to act like it. You know why I don't attend Scientology meetings? It's real simple: I am not a Scientologist. So I don't attend their meetings. That's right. It's that simple. The law of Be-Leaving is the greatest law in the world. Check your mailbox. Quick. Seriously, go outside right now and check your mailbox. Is there a check from me in your mailbox? No! Why not? Because I don't owe you any money. That's right! So why does TWI get a check from you? You are free! Stop sending them your money. Stop going to their meetings. It's the law of Be-Leaving! If you Be-Leaving, act like you Be-Gone! And you will be!

I'll put this in open and ask the mods to move it elsewhere if they deem it necessary. Statistically speaking, time's almost up. Once you're diagnosed with Lou Gehrig's disease, your life expectancy typically falls between two and five years. There's no way to sugarcoat that. My sister, Diane, got her diagnosis in Sept. 2007. That's more than two years ago. More than ever, our family understands now that every day is precious. You may be tempted to ask how she's doing. She's hanging in there, which is about the best you can say about anyone with ALS. That's the real name of the illness. Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis. Three strikes. No arguing with the ump. That's how Gary Cooper described it in Pride of the Yankees. That movie told the story of Yankee legend Lou Gehrig. At the end of the movie, Gehrig tells the crowd at Yankee Stadium that he considers himself the luckiest man on the face of the earth. Then he walks into the dugout and the movie ends. We learn, with each passing day, that Gehrig's suffering had barely begun. Piece by piece, this disease robs its sufferers of the ability to live anything resembling a normal life. Walking becomes difficult, then impossible. Standing becomes difficult, then impossible. Supporting yourself with your arms... writing... hugging... until finally, breathing... My distance from Diane has spared me from the harsh reality of what she is experiencing. We share the occasional tear-filled conversation, but when I hang up I know that at some point I will do what Diane cannot: put this in the back of my mind and go about my day. In April 2008, Diane participated with many other members of my family in the Walk to Defeat ALS in South Florida. We called ourselves Diane's Diamonds. With the help of many here at GSC, we were able to raise about $3,000, if memory serves. I'll be walking again on March 6, 2010. Our team's goal is $5,000. I know times are tough, but if anyone can help, it would be deeply appreciated. Click on my sig to donate.

Oh duh...

I'd say Frequency, though I'd question the "best friend" part.

It was the music of something beginning an era exploding, a century spinning in riches and rags and in rhythm and rhyme, the people called it... Ragtime

I totally forgot this thread! Thanks for reviving it!

And that would make you correct. The bear is white, by the way, because the only room with an all-southern view would have to be at the north pole, thus, it's a polar bear.

back to the future?

Michael J. Fox Stuart Little Hugh Laurie

A Few Good Men "General, would you care to step outside?"

"Neither of their deaths fit their personalities. According to his obituary, Bobster was a happy man, content with his life, his career, his family. Why would he commit suicide? He didn't even leave a note. And Reverend Nesbitt is described by friends as "warm, loving, peaceful." And yet the carriage driver insists that he was crazed, insane, in a state of panic when he ran out into the street." "...A mere fluctuation of character is hardly sufficient evidence to begin an investigation. And if you want my advice, you'll keep your nose out of the Times and into your schoolbooks."

Frequency "Look, daddy! Teacher says every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings."