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Spanish dancing
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posted by: SparklingSnow (reply) post date: 08.18.04 (11:37 am) Reply to: Sinope please don't swear in my comments. He had written: 'That must be confusing and frustrating.' posted by: Suck Finope (reply) post date: 08.18.04 (9:55 pm) Erin, I did not swear in your comments. I don't appreciate you saying so. For all of you out there who hate censorship, switch the first letters on my user name. That's what I did, and that's all. And I don't regret it. posted by: SparklingSnow (reply) post date: 08.19.04 (10:36 am) Reply to: Suck Sorry for saying you swore, when you actually just had a swear word as part of your name. Both ways, I still don't appreciate it. I also don't like 'suck' but it bothers me less. posted by: cb (reply) post date: 08.19.04 (1:40 pm) I respect that. But it is a profanity, not a swear word. posted by: JR (reply) post date: 09.02.04 (1:09 pm) You guys are weird. |
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sometimes I feel like the singer in the Mariachi band w/o the instrument, when there are only instruments playing. how about you? Sometimes, I just stand there, not knowing what to do, because I think it's not my time to, while everyone else is jamming away, doing what they do best- - - while I fidget. maybe I'm just a player who holds an instrument that I recognize slightly, but have no idea how to play, or what the rhythm's like. Other times, I'm the person walking down the street humming or singing, sometimes more quietly when I see you, sometimes, just smiling broadly and continuing my tune.