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I'll have one of those. :) Ingredients: 1 oz Vodka 3/4 oz Peach schnapps Cranberry juice Grapefruit juice Mixing instructions: Half fill with cranberry juice and grapefruit juice, stir in highball glass.

One Particular Harbor... Jimmy Buffett. and another: Ceilin' fan it stirs the air, Cigar smoke does swirl. The fragrance on the pillowcase, And he thinks about the girl. Spillin' wine and sharin' good times, She sure could make him smile. He pays her well but what the hell, He'll be movin' in a little while.

and ye succeeds... Yeah? well, tis better to be sling shot fed than catapult fed, that's for certain.

mayhaps I'll give that serious thought... sort of a tutorial in bodice fitting...

You were? Oops... well, I'll still give a listen. :)

only drink beer on days that end with y.

see... mighty good looking there!

Now don't that feel good! I do this everyday now... really! Well, I'm not always wet, but I do lie in the sun everyday! And here's to the gents who look mighty fine as well.

Thanks for the tip, Charity ... altho satin isn't something I wear often, unless it's lingerie. I can imagine it slipping around where ye don't want it, but I bet it feels good. oh, I doubt that... there's only so much to be said about the subject... but I will post the pics here, I reckon, when I finally get "them" rightly outfitted

oh cool! thanks!

I've only ever heard the Charlie Daniels version meself... ye say Brian Setzer is best, eh? I'll have to give it a listen to sometime. "Woke up this mornin' with a wine glass in my hand Who's wine, what wine, where the hell did I dine? Must've been a dream, I don't believe where I've been Come on, let's do it again!" (I thinks I gots 'em right.)

Jack be nimble Jack be quick

some old Charlie Daniels Band... Fire on the Mountain cd.

Much applause for Diego!

Going back to Birmingham, let the sunshine on my head Going back to Birmingham, let the sunshine on my head There’s other things for me besides your (song title) You a mean o’ mama, you got fire in your eyes Lightening in your fingertips Know how to make my fever rise You a hoochy coochy woman You just the devil in disguise Gonna take all my bad luck and hitch it to the rising sun I wanna take all my bad luck and hitch it to the rising sun I’ll be back in Alabama before the day is done Going back to Birmingham, let the sunshine on my head Going back to Birmingham, let the sunshine on my head There’s other things for me besides you New York City woman Inside your (song title)

What do you mean by that?

no, I don't. I know this one because my daughter loves the Veggietales.

Chicken in a bread pan picken' at dough....

I didn't think the blouse had much to do with it... other than maybe it being too low cut or not... is that what you're referring to? Why Rumba, whatever gives you that idea??? Ok... I'm a 38 DD and don't want to fall out, or down. I want a nice tight fit and plenty of that nice fleshy mound above the top. Seems the only way I can find what's gonna work best is to just try a few, and get opinions.

More of ol' Blue Eyes.. ...what a world, what a life, I'm in love! :)

My goodness... all you folks with back pain... bless yer hearts! I do hopes that ye get ta feelin' better really soon.

Aye, Diego, are ye joinin' in or just enjoyin' the scenery??? Tis much more fun to join the party! oversexed would probably be more accurate I knew you wouldn't.... Happy unbirthday, love... have I given you your gift today yet?

bows

Don't over do it Diego! Remember to always do it juuuuuust right...

Pa Grape, Mr. Lunt, Larry: We are the pirates who don't do anything We just stay at home and lie around And if you ask us to do anything We'll just tell you We don't don anything Pa Grape: Well I've never been to Greenland And I've never been to Denver And I've never buried treasure in St. Louis or St. Paul And I've never been Moscow And I've never been to Tampa And I've never been Boston in the fall Chorus w/ Pa Grape, Mr. Lunt, and Larry Mr. Lunt: And I've never hoist the mainstay And I've never swabbed the poopdeck And I've never veer to starboard 'cause I never sail at all And I've never walked the gangplank And I've never owned a parrot And I've never been to Boston in the fall Chorus Larry: Well I've never plucked a rooster And I'm not too good at ping pong And I've never thrown my mashed potatoes up against the wall And I've never kissed a chipmunk And I've never gotten head lice And I've never been to Boston in the fall Pa Grape: Huh? What are you talkin' about? What's a rooster and mashed potatoes have to do with being a pirate? Mr. Lunt: Hey, that's right. We're supposed to sing about pirate-y things. Larry: Oh! Pa Grape: And whose ever kissed a chipmunk? That's just nonsense! Why even bring it up? Am I right? What do you think? Mr. Lunt: I think you look like Cap'n Crunch. Pa Grape: Huh? No, I don't. Mr. Lunt: Do too. Pa Grape: Do not. Mr. Lunt: You're making me hungry. Pa Grape: That's it. You're walking the plank. Mr. Lunt: Says who? Pa Grape: Says the Cap'n, that's who. Mr. Lunt: Oh yeah? Aye aye, Cap'n Crunch! hehehehe Pa Grape: Argh! Mr. Lunt: Yipes! Larry: And I've never licked a spark plug And I've never sniffed a stink bug And I've never painted daisies on a big red rubber ball And I've never bathed in yogurt And I don't look good in leggings Pa Grape: You just don't get it. Pa Grape, Mr. Lunt, and Larry: And we've never been to Boston in the fall Pa Grape: Pass the chips! Whose got the remote control? Larry: Here it is! Mr. Lunt: Time for Geraldo! Pa Grape: It's definitely time for Dragnet. Mr. Lunt: Oh, I don't like this show. Larry: Hey, look! I found a quarter!