joanneeeeee

QUOTE (Fridge @ Jan 15 2008, 10:10 AM) Cute dog Joaneee..... Fistil, one of my two terrors http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i27/Fridge-1967/060906027.jpg too cute! Shadow was a terror mailman avoided my house like the plague Most loving dog I ever had though

http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii200/joanneeee/Puppies/shadow.jpg very poor quality pic but I loved this dog! My Shadow

Thanks! The dragon is kinda cute

http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii200/joanneeee/Puppies/100_0853.jpg http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii200/joanneeee/Puppies/zilla.jpg One of my "grandkids" Zilla

the Edgar Winter squirrel is quite common

Love this show! Watched it from the beginning I have to say it was a little strange seeing Hugh Laurie in this role right after watching him in Steward Little Like him as Dr. House much better

me

Something You Said It Made Me Step Outside ..the Moment Eyes Pan Right And Left Around My World Open Yourself Up To The Possibility Aware Of Some Reality Outside Your World

I could just stay in this forum all day...... yummy man

Love the banner, adopted the banner, displaying the banner proudly in each post! Once i figured out how to get it, that is thanks!

He lived and prospered and went on to create many more works of art

I am not tired, slept quite well, thank you very much

dink, dink dink, dink, dink, dink, dink, dink,dink dink, dink dink, dink, dink, dink, dink, dink, dink, dink Yogurt has the Power of the Schwartz!

Fruit salad Yummy, yummy Fruit salad Yummy, yummy Yummy, yummy, yummy, yummy FRUIT SALAD! just me now.....

I love you You love me We're best friends as friends should be

QUOTE (Lerxster @ Jan 14 2008, 09:35 PM) Edgar!! http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii282/Lerxster/DSCN4822.jpg There he is! The elusive Edgar.

QUOTE (closer2heart @ Jan 15 2008, 07:46 AM) http://i258.photobucket.com/albums/hh277/druth99/SummerCarnivalandDoggies008.jpg Logan!! awwwwwwwwwwwwww that kissable face!

Alex is not a great guitar player Lerxster!

All of the seasons and all of the days All of the reasons why I've felt this way So long... So long Then lost in that feeling I looked in your eyes I noticed emotion and that you had cried For me, I can see What would touch me deeper... Tears that fall from eyes that only cry? Would it touch you deeper Than tears that fall from eyes that know why? A lifetime of questions, tears on your cheek I tasted the answers and my body was weak For you, The truth. What would touch me deeper... Tears that fall from eyes that only cry? Would it touch you deeper Than tears that fall from eyes that know why?

http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii200/joanneeee/funnies/recreation.jpg http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii200/joanneeee/funnies/animal020.jpg It's almost 4:20 here Ken

You and I, we are strangers by one chromosome Slave to the hormone, body and soul In a struggle to be happy and free Swimming in a primitive sea You and I, we must dive below the surface A world of red neon and ultramarine Shining bridges on the ocean floor Reaching to the alien shore For you and me, sex is not a competition For you and me, sex is not a job description For you and me We agree You and I, we are pressed into these solitudes Colour and culture, language and race Just variations on a theme Islands in a much larger stream For you and me, race is not a competition For you and me, race is not a definition For you and me We agree But that's just us... Reaching for the alien shore You and I, we reject these narrow attitudes We add to each other, like a coral reef Building bridges on the ocean floor Reaching for the alien shore For you and me, race is not a competition For you and me, sex is not a definition For you and me, we hold these truths to be self-evident For you and me, we'd elect each other president For you and me We might agree But that's just us... Reaching for the alien shore Like the James Taylor song, so sad though

What am I supposed to say? Where are the words to answer you...

The night is black Without a moon. The air is thick and still. The vigilantes gather on The lonely torchlit hill. Features distorted in the flickering light, The faces are twisted and grotesque. Silent and stern in the sweltering night, The mob moves like demons possesed. Quiet in conscience, calm in their right, Confident their ways are best. The righteous rise With burning eyes Of hatred and ill-will. Madmen fed on fear and lies To beat and burn and kill. They say there are strangers who threaten us, are immigrants and infidels. They say there is strangeness too dangerous In our theaters and bookstore shelves. Those who know what's best for us Must rise and save us from ourselves. Quick to judge, Quick to anger, Slow to understand Ignorance and prejudice And fear walk hand in hand...

http://i264.photobucket.com/albums/ii200/joanneeee/Justin/Tyler/sh011.jpg The friends you can make a rest area just cause you have a cracker.