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Hritik
Adventuring Hero
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posted April 04, 2004 06:47 AM |
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Talk to me, tell me your name
You light a fuse like it's all the same
And i'm ticking away, like a bomb
Talk to me, tell me your sign
You switching signs like a Gemini
You playing games and you're hitting my heart like a drum...o baby
And if lady luck gets on my side, we're gonna rock this town alive
I'll let her rough me up, cos' she talks like she walks and she walks like she talks
And she bangs, she bangs;
O baby when she moves when she moves
I go crazy and she smells like a flower but she stings like a bee, like every girl in history
She bangs, she bangs;
I'm wasted by the way she moves, she moves
No one ever looked so fine
She reminds that a woman's got 1 thing on her mind
boo,boo
*dodges a few eggs, runs off the stage*
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pandora
Honorable
Legendary Hero
The Chosen One
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posted April 19, 2004 08:35 PM |
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not original, but funny !
A new monk arrives at the monastery. He is assigned to help the other monks in copying the old texts by hand.
He notices, however, that they are copying copies, not the original books. So, the new monk goes to the head monk to ask him about this. He points out that if there were mistakes in the first copy, that error would be continued in all other copies.
The head monk says "we have been copying from the copies for centuries, but you make a good point, my son."
So, he goes down into the cellar with one of the copies to check it against the original. Hours later, nobody has seen him, so one of the monks goes down to look for him. He hears a sobbing coming from the back of the cellar, and finds the old monk leaning over one of the original books crying.
What's wrong he asks?
The head monk replies, "THE WORD IS CELEBRATE"
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"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends."
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