Natalie Wood Smoked Cigs...

Natalie Wood Smoked Cigs...

Creed
Creed

April 14th, 2012, 5:50 am #1

And yet she didn't take any with her when she went 'boat/party hopping, as waggy said...
This proves conclusively that she was NOT going for a midnight dinghy ride.

Wagner did some lying...but that will all be revealed soon enough.

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Don Denial
Don Denial

April 14th, 2012, 11:05 am #2

Preposterous as usual.
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MaryAnne
MaryAnne

April 17th, 2012, 6:14 pm #3

Maybe he was afraid she'd burn a hole in the dingy. Duh. And people say I'm tarded.
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Anonymous
Anonymous

April 17th, 2012, 6:21 pm #4

Wagner did some lying...but that will all be revealed soon enough.
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Kit Kat
Kit Kat

April 17th, 2012, 6:42 pm #5

Yes, I'm sure it will. Anytime now. Soon. Uh huh. Waiting. Waiting.

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Rudyard Kipling
Rudyard Kipling

April 17th, 2012, 6:43 pm #6

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
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Anonymous
Anonymous

April 17th, 2012, 7:10 pm #7

Thanks, Rudyard, but your famous stanzas have been repeated here many times by the resident troll and here you go again.
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Kit Kat
Kit Kat

April 17th, 2012, 7:19 pm #8

I am not a "resident troll". Speak for yourself. I've been out of the country almost 2 wks & missed you.
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Don
Don

April 17th, 2012, 7:23 pm #9

KUNTKAT you were here the entire time. You tried that out of the country routine under every screen name you ever had. I know it is hard for you to remember them all considering the medications you are but try harder. For your sake, not ours.
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Kit Kat
Kit Kat

April 17th, 2012, 7:35 pm #10

Ah sweetness, you know I wasn't here. None of these pages of horrid boring posts since I was gone are mine. But don't worry toots. I brought back more poems and will liven this outhouse up! Love and kisses,

Kit Kat

p.s. Love the nickname. That's so hot!

Paris says high.
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