<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889838339197373533</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:06:59.243-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh, Zank</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578245883084909734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889838339197373533.post-2440839337258812796</id><published>2009-01-08T15:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T16:02:22.866-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My most sincere apologies, everyone</title><content type='html'>-Can you get spanked to death?&lt;br /&gt;-The Amish are so behind.&lt;br /&gt;-If snow wasn't cold it'd be so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;-I killed a bunch of birds today&lt;br /&gt;-She has big tomboy lips thatr'e like 'I play sports but I'm also a girl'.&lt;br /&gt;-I wish nature was like a sandwich and you could choose what you wanted&lt;br /&gt;-You're really hot for a cab driver&lt;br /&gt;-Ice cream is God saying "Hang on, I'm comin back".&lt;br /&gt;-My gut may be fat but it's accurate&lt;br /&gt;-I hate when guys do the air guitar. It's very rarely cool.&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe we should settle?&lt;br /&gt;-Let's just quit our jobs and live off of our eggs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889838339197373533-2440839337258812796?l=bearpawz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/feeds/2440839337258812796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889838339197373533&amp;postID=2440839337258812796' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/2440839337258812796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/2440839337258812796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-most-sincere-apologies-everyone.html' title='My most sincere apologies, everyone'/><author><name>Rush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578245883084909734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889838339197373533.post-533112964751659952</id><published>2008-08-10T15:59:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:30:40.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months overdue</title><content type='html'>-My bandaid looks like the Chinese flag&lt;br /&gt;-I was bored so I decided to love you a lot&lt;br /&gt;-I kinda wanna grind right now&lt;br /&gt;-We should start a plus sized dance team...(kelly and i stare in silence)...ok ok I'll be the captain!&lt;br /&gt;-Hey let's write a rap song&lt;br /&gt;-You guys, ridin' dirty means riding with drugs.&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry, my mouth was bein kinda bossy&lt;br /&gt;-Kids love the f word. Parents hate it.&lt;br /&gt;-Guys who know they're balding should snag a girl now&lt;br /&gt;-Hey! I graduated with honors almost!&lt;br /&gt;-Kelly is totally our most punctual friend. She's all "Hi comma Im kelly period."&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna be something -licious! (after she heard someone described as 'bootylicious")&lt;br /&gt;-Laughings WAY better than vomiting&lt;br /&gt;-I like cats and bags&lt;br /&gt;-I guess if my hands were tied behind my back and it was dark i'd kiss him&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna be in a carriage with a man&lt;br /&gt;-So we're not cool... We're dorks that are pretty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889838339197373533-533112964751659952?l=bearpawz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/feeds/533112964751659952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889838339197373533&amp;postID=533112964751659952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/533112964751659952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/533112964751659952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/2008/08/4-months-overdue.html' title='4 months overdue'/><author><name>Rush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578245883084909734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889838339197373533.post-7369818284245662348</id><published>2008-04-10T14:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T14:51:45.024-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been Too Long</title><content type='html'>-(Playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mad Libs&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lynds&lt;/span&gt;: OK I need a verb. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fulmer&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;cowboy&lt;/span&gt; boot&lt;br /&gt;- I love watching stains disappear&lt;br /&gt;-Wouldn't it suck to be married and in a girl band?&lt;br /&gt;-I feel bad for people with big faces&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna be a blind black man that plays the piano&lt;br /&gt;-If I was a boy I'd be a man&lt;br /&gt;-Food fights are very rarely fun for me&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna meet the pervert who invented sleeping bags&lt;br /&gt;-I'm so glad my name isn't Joanne&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna be queen of a village&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889838339197373533-7369818284245662348?l=bearpawz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/feeds/7369818284245662348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889838339197373533&amp;postID=7369818284245662348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/7369818284245662348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/7369818284245662348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-been-too-long.html' title='It&apos;s Been Too Long'/><author><name>Rush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578245883084909734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889838339197373533.post-5538798034612957181</id><published>2008-02-01T12:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T15:17:39.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hits Keep Comin...</title><content type='html'>-I gotta look into the POW diet&lt;br /&gt;-I hate that phrase "donut-holes". But I think "munchkins" is degrading to little people&lt;br /&gt;-I have psycho abilities&lt;br /&gt;-I need to keep a running total of interesting facts about myself&lt;br /&gt;-I'm gonna be so impatient with my kids. Not mean impatient; loving impatient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889838339197373533-5538798034612957181?l=bearpawz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/feeds/5538798034612957181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889838339197373533&amp;postID=5538798034612957181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/5538798034612957181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/5538798034612957181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/2008/02/hits-keep-comin.html' title='The Hits Keep Comin...'/><author><name>Rush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578245883084909734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889838339197373533.post-1800413821661273483</id><published>2008-01-18T09:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T13:06:46.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, Same Old Fulms</title><content type='html'>-I hope I never meet a guy and he turns out to be death (while Watching meet Joe Black)&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah I think David is my Bible crush. No wait. Sampson. YEAHHHHHH...Sampson.&lt;br /&gt;-I would NOT fit in in jail (while watching Shawshank Redemption)&lt;br /&gt;-Its so cute when men can be girly for fun&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna crack open a coconut and have diet coke stream from it&lt;br /&gt;-E-harmony. It helps you find your breast match&lt;br /&gt;-I love winning! I'm so good at it!&lt;br /&gt;-I feel like I have man eyes&lt;br /&gt;-I don't like that word. It should only be used for cats&lt;br /&gt;-He's hot for his gender&lt;br /&gt;-Isn't discretion a form of secret?&lt;br /&gt;-Hi, my name is Lauren. I like jalapenos, onions and winning.&lt;br /&gt;-Sorry i have to put on my homeless hat....I'm cold.&lt;br /&gt;-I'll tell you when you graduate (to Emma)&lt;br /&gt;-Don't call me Lauren. Its too formal.&lt;br /&gt;-Good Morning Bebo Norman&lt;br /&gt;-No wonder we're single&lt;br /&gt;-He's probably going to propose while hunting for peasants. He'll shoot them all down and spell out WILL YOU MARRY ME with peasants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889838339197373533-1800413821661273483?l=bearpawz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/feeds/1800413821661273483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889838339197373533&amp;postID=1800413821661273483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/1800413821661273483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/1800413821661273483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year-same-old-fulms.html' title='New Year, Same Old Fulms'/><author><name>Rush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578245883084909734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889838339197373533.post-4811047891714532619</id><published>2007-12-12T11:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T11:53:48.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More for the holiday season</title><content type='html'>-(while slicing onions) I just gave this onion the 'jennifer'&lt;br /&gt;-I hope they don't think I'm calling them hos. Well, they are hos. (about her "ho ho ho" christmas cards)&lt;br /&gt;-I shouldv'e known not to drink tapioca balls&lt;br /&gt;-I love high waisted sweat pants&lt;br /&gt;-Are eggs good for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-I'd have a really good cooking show; listen, "and THAT'S how you cook a 5 minute meal". good, right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889838339197373533-4811047891714532619?l=bearpawz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/feeds/4811047891714532619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889838339197373533&amp;postID=4811047891714532619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/4811047891714532619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/4811047891714532619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/2007/12/more-for-holiday-season.html' title='More for the holiday season'/><author><name>Rush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578245883084909734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889838339197373533.post-5354160530078259876</id><published>2007-11-14T08:43:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T15:20:06.108-06:00</updated><title type='text'>They Never Stop</title><content type='html'>-(angrily) Well maybe i'd cook if i had a magic bullet!&lt;br /&gt;-Its almost my birthday...I turn sexy at midnight!&lt;br /&gt;-I read in Glamour that 77% of women like to be spanked&lt;br /&gt;-I'm just gonna be a mac daddy&lt;br /&gt;-When is my life gonna fall apart cuz its so good!&lt;br /&gt;-Pull my finger, I'm Lauren (pickup line she created)&lt;br /&gt;-Come on! Just give a dog a bone (intending to use the expression 'throw me a bone')&lt;br /&gt;-Everybody loves Raymond...and me&lt;br /&gt;-I want this napkin to be bedsheets....it's so soft!&lt;br /&gt;-He's like my turtleneck; he chokes me&lt;br /&gt;-I wish I was a minority&lt;br /&gt;-Want a bite of my banana phone?&lt;br /&gt;-All the good things happen to you--like that 4 dollar coupon you just got. NO FAIR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889838339197373533-5354160530078259876?l=bearpawz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/feeds/5354160530078259876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889838339197373533&amp;postID=5354160530078259876' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/5354160530078259876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/5354160530078259876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/2007/11/they-never-stop.html' title='They Never Stop'/><author><name>Rush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578245883084909734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889838339197373533.post-6044719997289580768</id><published>2007-10-22T23:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T08:59:07.201-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Quotes</title><content type='html'>In an attempt to stay as updated as possible on the hoopla which is Lauren Fulmer's life, I am going to creat new posts for every few quotes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I might have a crush on him if he was older (about a 10 yr old on "Kid nation)&lt;br /&gt;-Me: "Fulms, is he comin tonight?" Fulmer: "probnot dot com backslash nope"&lt;br /&gt;-Lawrence has a lot of pervs...I'm one of them&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna date an ugly guy. Like really really ugly. Wouldn't that kinda rock? or no?&lt;br /&gt;-I want my children to be just like this...(looks down at stuffed animal)...silent.&lt;br /&gt;Fulmer on colds: &lt;blows&gt;"First you shoot.."-blows her nose, throws the kleenex in the trash- &lt;throws&gt;"Then you score"-washes her hands- &lt;washes&gt;"You never lose when you wash your hands."&lt;br /&gt;-I know I'm a larger woman, but where did all of this snot come from?&lt;br /&gt;-I'm pretty sure black men make better lovers&lt;br /&gt;-"CBS, this is your best friend, how can I help you?"-how LP answers her work line when i call&lt;br /&gt;-I love spiders... in Halloween context.&lt;br /&gt;-I never thought I'd like a boy with a blonde mustache&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2889838339197373533-6044719997289580768?l=bearpawz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/feeds/6044719997289580768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2889838339197373533&amp;postID=6044719997289580768' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/6044719997289580768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2889838339197373533/posts/default/6044719997289580768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bearpawz.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-quotes.html' title='New Quotes'/><author><name>Rush</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13578245883084909734</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2889838339197373533.post-5703059143464244334</id><published>2007-10-19T09:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:34:44.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE QUOTES: Archive</title><content type='html'>THIS ENTIRE SECTION IS DEDICATED TO THE MOST AWESOME PERSON EVER: LAUREN FULMER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lauren on tattoos: "I wish your skin was like etch e sketch and you could just shake it off and start fresh"&lt;br /&gt;-I don't think she invited us because we're like Romey and Michelle: we'd steal the party&lt;br /&gt;-Thanks for ocean-ing with me last night&lt;br /&gt;-My high school didn't have spirit&lt;br /&gt;-Do any of you have T mobile? I wanna know who's in your top 5.&lt;br /&gt;-Lyndsay: Ok Im gonna step into your closet and when i come out; be smart. Lauren: Ok, don't come out yet.&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna be cross eyed AND pretty.&lt;br /&gt;-My best friend is a jewish carpenter; he calls me a lot but sometimes I ignore his calls.&lt;br /&gt;-He took it like a rapist and looked right at it (referring to Mace sprayed in the air)&lt;br /&gt;-I wanna date a jockey; I wanna be somebody's big mama.&lt;br /&gt;-Next time you do whites can you wash my scrunchi?&lt;br /&gt;-What's a quad?&lt;br /&gt;-I like things that make sense&lt;br /&gt;-Well that's cuz babies can't open their eyes for like 3 weeks after they're born...&lt;br /&gt;-I remember being jealous of Morgy's blood type when we were little. She had the cool one and I had like B negative.&lt;br /&gt;-I'm having a really hard time throwing away these puffy paints.&lt;br /&gt;-I think I know that homeless person&lt;br /&gt;-No, not the boombox. It has sentimental value.&lt;br /&gt;-I wish I was a cash dog&lt;br /&gt;-What animal do ribs come from?&lt;br /&gt;-Dear Lauren, Its not fall yet. Love, your wardrobe&lt;br /&gt;-Do you want a cup of jove?&lt;br /&gt;-Lets play it by year&lt;br /&gt;-Would you rather be a 50s girl or a pirate girl?&lt;br /&gt;-You're blonde but you're not dumb&lt;br /&gt;-We look rich!&lt;br /&gt;-Inbreeding is not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;-My face is telling me its time to self-tan&lt;br /&gt;-L: Did you just call me a fat giraffe? Me: No. L: Well if I was tall I'd be offended&lt;br /&gt;-No one could be that masculine unless he came from two men.&lt;br /&gt;-If she was a human she'd be a plus sized model . She's beautiful. (in reference to her stupid cat, sophie)&lt;br /&gt;- People know where we live. If i say 'Chicago' no one ever says 'where's that?' "&lt;br /&gt;-If you can't be nice to this stuffed animal, what kind of mother are you going to be?!&lt;br /&gt;-Oh no. I think I've been using 'conjugal visit' all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;-You look really pretty in the lightning bandana&lt;br /&gt;-You're such a good husband&lt;br /&gt;-I'm gonna be really offended if you dont get the same sized pop as me&lt;br /&gt;-That smiley icon looks like what ghetto girls would wear airbrushed on a trucker hat&lt;br /&gt;-No I'm not getting a filling, I'm getting a cavity&lt;br /&gt;-It's so hot out can we just take off our shirts please?&lt;br /&gt;-You cannot get a job if you have only one hand&lt;br /&gt;-I have so always wanted to be a penguin. (heavy sigh)&lt;br /&gt;-I hope i still know how to ride a bike...i mean, you don't lose that, right?&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah, sometimes i take naps in the abandoned office during my lunch hour. i just say "alison, wake me up at 1230"&lt;br /&gt;-If i were artsy, rich and alone I'd live in this apartment&lt;br /&gt;-Barbara--that's easy...its like tar tar sauce. With another A. and a B. at least that's how I always remember it..Tartara&lt;br /&gt;-Please, please get a tricycle. I can just see you now..hobbling around on 4 wheels&lt;br /&gt;-Lynds, a goat and sheep are the same thing&lt;br /&gt;-If i curled up in a ball, I still wouldnt be bigger than her a#%&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe guys like girls with cankles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THESE ARE TRUE. 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