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Matthew 3:7-10
But when he saw many of the Pharisees and Sadducees coming to where he was baptizing, he said to them: "You brood of vipers! Who warned you to flee from the coming wrath?
Produce fruit in keeping with repentance.
And do not think you can say to yourselves, 'We have Abraham as our father.' I tell you that out of these stones God can raise up children for Abraham.
The ax is already at the root of the trees, and every tree that does not produce good fruit will be cut down and thrown into the fire.
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There was only one civilian casualty during the three-day Battle of Gettysburg
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| 03 November, 2005 |
| Okay... Who's got the voodoo doll? |
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posted by Rockel @ 7:30 PM  |
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although I just don't know about nudity, could I read a script when it's done? It sounds interesting.
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Kill the protagonist's love interest at the end. If the story involves some sort of escape from a lifestyle that is
unacceptable or self-destructive, show how this loss perpetuates the cycle he/she has become trapped within.
Happy Endings Suck
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Jaime: I'll definitely consider letting you read it when it is finished. I make no guarantees
Ryan: The protagonist's love interest is already dead at the beginning. Perpetual cycle scripts are about as common and boring as deny and supply scripts. Got anything else? Amen, though, to Happy Endings sucking.
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Hamlet, kill 'em all and let the enemy take over their children. Beautiful thought, that.
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good enough...by the way, did you manage to pull off 'casual chic' at work on friday? ...and where do you work? Just curious...
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good enough...so, what happened to you Saturday night? Melissa said you disappeared, never to be heard from again! We were hoping to say goodbye today at church, but I'm guessing you got abducted by aliens. I hope they return you sometime soon! (It'd be a shame to miss work and all...) See ya next time!
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Friday, I was looking as casual as ever, yet dapper enough to be fully presentable for the potential clients that decided to show up and hang around for 3 and a half hours. I work at Symcor (www.symcor.com), doing menial, tedious, repetitive data entry. It's great.
Yes. Aliens. It was quite fun.
Just for the record: a nice looking, reddish bruise just below my left knee cap, and some very slight discoloration (in the vicinity of blue) on my right thigh.
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Congratulations on pulling off the look Friday
Glad you enjoyed the aliens, glad they returned you, could have been worse
Just for the record: Cool! and on my side: some slight discoloration, in the vicinity of blue on 7 small patches of the left arm(not dark enough for anyone to notice at church)....and some mildly reddish blotches on the left outer thigh, accompanied by the lingering remnant of 2 dead legs... not bad, I suppose...=)
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ON THE NICKEL
by Tom Waits
("I'd like to do a new song here. This is eh, it's about downtown Los Angeles on 5th Street. And eh all the winos affectionately refer to it as The Nickel. So this is kind of a hobo's lullaby.")
sticks and stones will break my bones,
but i always will be true, and when
your mama is dead and gone,
i'll sing this lullabye just for you,
and what becomes of all the little boys,
who never comb their hair,
well they're lined up all around the block,
on the nickel over there.
so you better bring a bucket,
there is a hole in the pail,
and if you don't get my letter,
then you'll know that i'm in jail,
and what becomes of all the little boys,
who never say their prayers,
well they're sleepin' like a baby,
on the nickel over there.
and if you chew tobacco, and wish upon a star,
well you'll find out where the scarecrows sit,
just like punchlines between the cars,
and i know a place where a royal flush,
can never beat a pair, and even thomas jefferson,
is on the nickel over there.
so ring around the rosie, you're sleepin' in the rain,
and you're always late for supper,
and man you let me down again,
i thought i heard a mockingbird, roosevelt knows where,
you can skip the light, with grady tuck,
on the nickel over there.
so what becomes of all the little boys,
who run away from home,
well the world just keeps gettin' bigger,
once you get out on your own,
so here's to all the little boys,
the sandman takes you where,
you'll be sleepin' with a pillowman,
on the nickel over there.
so let's climb up through that button hole,
and we'll fall right up the stairs,
and i'll show you where the short dogs grow,
on the nickel over there.
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although I just don't know about nudity, could I read a script when it's done? It sounds interesting.