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   Lisa HWposted 15 years ago

   I turned my mind to thoughts of things about as far away from food as thoughts could be.  After all, man neither lives by bread alone nor

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   Lisa HWposted 15 years ago

   hopes that someone else will pick up where where we left off - and so, after patiently and pensively waiting for I was for four solid days; I headed North, where I ran into a man who

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   AshleyVictoriaposted 15 years ago

   told me that patience is a virtue.  He said that yoga helps to soothe impatient people, so I decided to take a yoga class only to find that...

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   SparklingJewelposted 15 years ago

   yoga brought the nessie up in me...that sneaky not self part we all have deep within out subconscious that makes us do the things we would not, and not do the things that we would want...Oh Saint Patrick...help me...safe me from the nessie (and these damn gooey potatoes) 

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   thranaxposted 15 years ago

   But alas... the great Saint let you eat potatoes..more and more potatoes. Soon you have found out you ate over 15 potatoes, how will your stomach feel in a few minutes? Will you even live though all of the food or become sick an ill. For only god to tell this bystander, horrified and shocked at what has just become over you, from all the stuffing and chewing of the golden potatoes, shall walk back out onto the ship back to Ireland, in order to get some food himself. For now adieu and remorse if you make it to Easter!
   
   
   ~thranax~

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   Dolores Monetposted 15 years ago

   But Ireland was not what it once was, not the Ireland of my deer sweet mither and fither, it seemed as if all the

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   thranaxposted 15 years ago

   ....Corned Beef and Cabbage of the world turned to cardboard. If only the savory food still existed...
   
   
   ~thranax~

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   Lisa HWposted 15 years ago

   Longin' fuhr a denner thut dedn't tastle like 'twas made by the divil, himself, I reached ento my bag to get the green sherret I'd ben loogin' weth me.  'Twas, afteer all, St. Paddy's day - und I wus soomhow feelin' like a deffrent pearson, now thut I wus en Irelund.  'Tis fuhnny how

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   cindyvineposted 15 years ago

   hot cross buns and a cup of piping hot tea, with a topless waitress serving him...

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    Lisa HWposted 15 years ago

    just might do the trick, under the circumstances; so he decided to look in a telephone directory to find the nearest hot cross buns.   As he scanned the "H's", his eye was drawn to the

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    chana45posted 15 years ago

    when he held his precios new born in his arms

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    SparklingJewelposted 15 years ago

    Yes, it was the city of Hankytown, where his newborn baby was born. Ahhh, the vision of the memory swayed him beyond belief...to think that it was in dear ole Ireland, from wince his dear ole great, great, granddad came, after seeing the Nessie in all her glory and length, which inspired him to seek new shores on the New World of America...
    Yes, Here in Hankytown, USA did he...

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    AEvansposted 15 years ago

    work his fingers to the bone , and try to juggle family, work and school so he could....

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    Lisa HWposted 15 years ago

    buy a potato company in Idaho, with plans to revolutionize the potato business.  After all,

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    Stacie Lposted 15 years ago

    after all,potatoes are the main ingredient in Vodka and
    now he thought that Vodka would be a big money maker.....

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    AshleyVictoriaposted 15 years ago

    ...so he moved to Russia because he remembered that Russia makes delicious Vodka.  When he got there...

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    AshleyVictoriaposted 15 years ago

    ...so he moved to Russia because he remembered that Russia makes delicious Vodka.  When he got there...

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    The Lonely Hubberposted 15 years ago

    There's no more vodka. So he went to the nearest airline and booked a flight to...

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    Leta Sposted 15 years ago

    ...Tuscany.  And it was all that he remembered.  The sun a golden patina over the ancient hills embraced him; warmed him from within.
    
    Then something, if it were not so ordinary, came on as an epiphany.  He remembered it was always thus.  The girls walking in the village down dust roads in new dresses, the parents cooking for their children before a growing dusk. 
    
    The darkness always coming on--a sacred thing. 
    
    A small cafe ahead.  He ordered a bottle of the ordinary house Rosso and savored it.

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       Urielposted 15 years agoin reply to this

       He went banging his head on the table shit shit oh shit i just.....

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    Rik Ravadoposted 15 years ago

    ...He had just remembered with all this traveling around that he had clean forgotten his dear wife's birthday.  He downed the Rosso straight from the bottle, pushed his chair aside and ran into the Tuscan sunset, scattering the girls walking in new dresses, he hailed a cab and headed for the airport.

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    Leta Sposted 15 years ago

    ...He was going to Turkey to write poetry and to study up on keeping Harems, and he knew Turkey was the place to start.  He hoped to meet an odalisque like this:  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grande_Odalisque
    
    Because when it came down to it, he just wasn't too fond of girls who wore new clothes all the time.  Too high maintenance, damn.

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    AEvansposted 15 years ago

    He didn't know if the distate of women wearing new designer fashions all of the time was due to him not being able to afford to give them what was necessary, or he wanted someone.....

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    Leta Sposted 15 years ago

    ...who just liked to be naked!  Who was comfortable with herself in all her nudity unbound, and who could read sexy poems in Turkish while they flopped around of fluffy Turkish carpets and got all steamy in heated Turkish baths.
    
    But wait...

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    GeneriqueMediaposted 15 years ago

    ...there's more! They later went out to dine in togas and conversed about the history of staplers....

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    Leta Sposted 15 years ago

    And they did something kinky.  They stapled their togas together so they resembled Siamese twins, and ate grapes from the folds of material.
    
    Later, it was discovered...

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    GeneriqueMediaposted 15 years ago

    ...that they had ran out of Two Buck Chuck and they invented a time machine specifically to age and ferment grapes...

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    Leta Sposted 15 years ago

    ..But let's go back to Two Buck Chuck!  No better vino was ever invented.  Not EVEN the ordinary Russo in Tuscany.  Oh, heck, no!
    
    And, you know, who was it that will 'sell no wine, before it's time?'  Locate them, you locate the time machine!
    
    Meanwhile, our lovers...

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    Leta Sposted 15 years ago

    ...decided to skip out to the "lets write a poem together" forum post to write couplets, leaving the plot on this one, like a participle, dangling...

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    AEvansposted 15 years ago

    on a thread with to many words left unsaid,
    we are trying to understand what goes on in their heads...

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    m_michaelmposted 15 years ago

    As the pages are turned and this chapter ends I look out my window
    
    and remember….

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    nazishnasimposted 15 years ago

    And I remember the time when my favorite raccoon threw itself out of the window, leaving behind a grieving widow.

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    frogdroppingposted 15 years ago

    ... who soon got over her grief as it gave way to abject irritation at the nasty mess he'd left when he'd hit terra firma ...

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    nazishnasimposted 15 years ago

    the raccoon as later discovered in the autopsy was suffering from an extreme case of bipolar disorder ... this brought back memories of ...

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       Capable Womanposted 15 years agoin reply to this

       the time I ate that bad sushi and had a psychotic reaction. Poor raccoon...we all have our bad days. Sometimes you don't recover, though.

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    SarahMichelleposted 15 years ago

    He should know.  To this day he still dreams of being king of Seattle with Sarah Palin his second. Her main duties where in the field of educamacation and making sure he never ran out of fresh fruit to eat.
    
    Funny, he never has shaken the feeling he is being followed by a pack of racoons dressed as hookers either.

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    nazishnasimposted 15 years ago

    He remembers reading in an archaic volume ... "There is but one way of recognizing a disguised raccoon and that is through its butts"!

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    ajkwritesposted 5 years ago

    Ten years ago, this post was made. I think so far, a book should have been published.

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    vaskonposted 4 years ago

    We thought it was over but then something quite amazingly happened...

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    Iceageddiamond42091posted 4 years ago

    Cliff hanger, much...

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    Dasha Bautistaposted 4 years ago

    Cliffhanger, indeed.

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    leenairenposted 3 years ago

    Everyone is inactive now, maybe we can start again! LOL

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