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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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08 November, 2006 |
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posted by Rockel @ 3:38 AM |
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and a very merry unbirthday to you.
love you, too.
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For your birthday, I asked rumsfeld to go ahead and step down. He said he'd do it for you. happy birthday.
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Happy Birthday my friend!
Here's to being able to rent a car, a decrease in car insurance premiums, an increase in health insurance premiums and eligibility to run for the House of representatives.
Don't let anyone ever tell you 25 isn't a big year.
Hope to see you soon.
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Happy Birthday, hope you had a great one seeing as there is only 1 hour left in it! Glad to be able to see that I am still not color blind... See you in a couple of weeks... check on that OCC working on sat for me would ya?
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LOL so apparentely I can't spell my own name... peace
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Happy Birthday my friend, I hope it was a good one.
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Many happy returns! And yes, the remote override DID fail to initialize. Lousy Terran technology...
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happy not your birthday.. yea thats right i didnt do what everyone else did... those conformist... wishing you well on your actual birthday... No No... im different so heres to you and your birthday... well actually no Happy 1st day of 364 days left until your 26th birthday. peace
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You're such a douche. You think you're so tough that you can pick on handicapped people? Well, I hope your birthday was ultra-LAME and that you got in a fight with a gang of color-deficient goons that totally ripped the cones out of your eyes you insensitive douche. DIAF
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Well Dude I'm an idiot I forgot. Happy Birthday Man.
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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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and a very merry unbirthday to you.
love you, too.