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I had to read it a few times, butOriginally posted by patlajanWhaaaaaaa?? Maybe you wanna reword that.
. Hey, I said her ass and not mine so I'm cool.
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No way Anna!!! Where?Comment
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At the Kozanian Marketplace on Glendale Ave.Originally posted by DvlzAdvocateComment
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I don't remember Mikado. I do remember the Napoleon and Ulibka Negra aka Zebra. Those were so good. Thai have something identical to Pticheye Moloko, it is used in their iced tea as a sweetener, but I devoured it with a spoon, very yummy.
You know what I couldn't stand? When I used to take my yearly trips to Gagri, Georgia, my grandfather who lived there and managed a resort called "Armenia" used to have a cake for me every year. I didn't really know him, nor did he ever spend time with me, but I always associated him with a nasty cake with buttery and colorful roses. It was sooo disgusting! The roses were of all different colors and used to be so creamy that you couldn't taste anything else. I used to have nightmares about them. And no Irene, I am not telling you the nature of those nightmares, since there is no hidden meaning, except for my disdain for those darn creamy flowers.
It looked sort of like this.
YUXK!!!!!Comment
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I looove Macadamia Nutz and Pecans, also chocolate covered pretzels.
And this....YUUUUUM!
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I can understand how annoying that can be. Lord knows I'd be angry too if my grandfather thought my name was Winston and that I was 68...Originally posted by anileveI don't remember Mikado. I do remember the Napoleon and Ulibka Negra aka Zebra. Those were so good. Thai have something identical to Pticheye Moloko, it is used in their iced tea as a sweetener, but I devoured it with a spoon, very yummy.
You know what I couldn't stand? When I used to take my yearly trips to Gagri, Georgia, my grandfather who lived there and managed a resort called "Armenia" used to have a cake for me every year. I didn't really know him, nor did he ever spend time with me, but I always associated him with a nasty cake with buttery and colorful roses. It was sooo disgusting! The roses were of all different colors and used to be so creamy that you couldn't taste anything else. I used to have nightmares about them. And no Irene, I am not telling you the nature of those nightmares, since there is no hidden meaning, except for my disdain for those darn creamy <A TITLE="Click for more information about flowers" STYLE="text-decoration: none; border-bottom: medium solid green;" HREF="http://search.targetwords.com/u.search?x=5977|1||||flowers|AA1VDw">flowers</A>.
It looked sort of like this.
YUXK!!!!!Comment
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Leave the jokes to the professionals please.Originally posted by Baron Dants
WARNING: Do not attempt this joke at home.Comment
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heeeeeeeeeey, wait a minute! I can joke too! I can be funny, I swear! You just have to give me a chance...Originally posted by patlajanLeave the jokes to the professionals please.
WARNING: Do not attempt this joke at home.
*after going full repertoire of jokes*
KNOCK KNOCK!Comment
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That is one ugly cake. I feel sorry Winston....and he's a man.....and 68.
That is my weakness. Not a big fan of chocolate, but that is......yummmmmmmm.Originally posted by anileve
***makes Homer Simpson's mouth watering noise***I see...Comment
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