Awww ^-^ the one with the dog in the kicthen (?) looking up at you is cute too ^-^
The new dog My mangy cur.
#21
Posted 28 June 2007 - 04:30 AM
I'll see you through the flood. I'll see you the fire. I'll see you through the storms raging.
Don't be affraid, I'll never leave you. I am forever yours. Don't be affraid, I am forever yours. Forever yours....
-Day Of Fire
Members of the Anti-God-Modder movement [started on March 23rd]
Don't be affraid, I'll never leave you. I am forever yours. Don't be affraid, I am forever yours. Forever yours....
-Day Of Fire
Members of the Anti-God-Modder movement [started on March 23rd]
#23
Posted 11 July 2007 - 03:54 AM
um not sure when the last time was (besides june 28th) but the cute doggy definately made me log in to comment lol
HI ROO!
HI ROO!
I'll see you through the flood. I'll see you the fire. I'll see you through the storms raging.
Don't be affraid, I'll never leave you. I am forever yours. Don't be affraid, I am forever yours. Forever yours....
-Day Of Fire
Members of the Anti-God-Modder movement [started on March 23rd]
Don't be affraid, I'll never leave you. I am forever yours. Don't be affraid, I am forever yours. Forever yours....
-Day Of Fire
Members of the Anti-God-Modder movement [started on March 23rd]
#24
Posted 12 July 2007 - 09:12 AM
Honored.
"Take the case of a man who drinks a bit too much, gets behind the wheel of a car with defective brakes, drives it round a blind corner, and hits another man, who is crossing the road to buy cigarettes. Who is the one responsible? The man who had one drink too many, the lax inspector of brakes, the local authorities who didn't straighten out a dangerous bend, or the smoker who chose to dash across the road to satisfy his bad habit? " Professor E.H. Carr What is History?
#25
Posted 26 July 2007 - 01:21 AM
Adorable.
Oh, and the dog's cute, too.
Oh, and the dog's cute, too.
The taste of blood and ink is indeed, a pleasing taste
Paper cuts the slender skin and the liquid is not waste
But forms the words of a heart, a soul left long unfed
In the end, I'll die a death, and the paper form my bed
A little death, a little taste, of my soul will cross your tongue
And once eaten, my heart and soul will surely come undone
Paper cuts the slender skin and the liquid is not waste
But forms the words of a heart, a soul left long unfed
In the end, I'll die a death, and the paper form my bed
A little death, a little taste, of my soul will cross your tongue
And once eaten, my heart and soul will surely come undone
#26
Posted 30 July 2007 - 09:00 AM
Oh, how you flatter me so. The dog is jealous.
"Take the case of a man who drinks a bit too much, gets behind the wheel of a car with defective brakes, drives it round a blind corner, and hits another man, who is crossing the road to buy cigarettes. Who is the one responsible? The man who had one drink too many, the lax inspector of brakes, the local authorities who didn't straighten out a dangerous bend, or the smoker who chose to dash across the road to satisfy his bad habit? " Professor E.H. Carr What is History?

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