On Mon, 12 May 2008 22:45:48 -0400, Michael Johnson <cds@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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wrote:
>dwight wrote:
>> "Michael Johnson" <cds@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote in message
>> news:aOOdnZl0gqOcDrXVnZ2dnUVZ_hninZ2d@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>>> RM v2.0 wrote:
>>>> They know how to spell "losers"?
>>> LOL!
>>
>> Not funny. As all of us Boomers age and age, we'll all become loosers.
>
>Please don't tell me what gets loose. I prefer to be surprised in a few
>years.
>
Dear *****, I don't think I like you anymore.
You used to watch me shave,
Now all you do is stare at the floor.
Oh dear *****, I don't like you anymore.
It used to be you and me, a paper towel and a dirty magazine.
That's all we needed to get by.
Now it seems things have changed, and I think that you're the one to
blame.
Dear *****, I don't like you anymore
(He sings)
Dear Rodney, I don't think I like you anymore.
'Cause when you get to drinkin',
You put me places I've never been before.
Dear Rodney, I don't like you anymore.
Why can't we just get a grip
On our man-to-hand relation****p
And come to terms with truly how we feel?
If we put our heads together,
We'd just stay home forever.
Dear *****, I think I like you afterall.
Oh and Rodney, while you're shaving, shave my balls.
--
"Before all else, be armed" -- Machiavelli
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