tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36718582012-02-13T11:43:36.377-05:00FnkyAssBreaks...and its back to useless ramblingsStacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07976358898582225921noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671858.post-1100041790835734722004-11-09T18:02:00.000-05:002004-11-15T12:36:35.490-05:00Christmas List 2004
Ceramic Mixing Bowls
"A Home at the End of the World" DVD (Uncut)
"The Dreamers" DVD (Unrated)
"Dead Like Me" Season 1 DVD
Pioneer Remote for Steering Wheel
"KYB Gas-A-Just Shocks (1 Front, 1 Rear)
"Kitchen Strainer"
Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07976358898582225921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671858.post-1067353016390101362003-10-28T09:56:00.000-05:002003-10-28T09:57:02.420-05:00INTO MY OWN
One of my wishes is that those dark trees,
So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,
Were not, as 'twere, the merest mask of gloom,
But stretched away unto the edge of doom.
I should not be withheld but that some day
Into their vastness I should steal away,
Fearless of ever finding open land,
Or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand.
I do not see why I should Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07976358898582225921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671858.post-856133182002-12-06T17:52:00.000-05:002002-12-06T17:52:58.000-05:00anarkeef: *gives stacy the finger*
RobertNoelWood: *moons keith*
fnkyassbreaks: *teabags Koku*
anarkeef: *covers eyes before it gets worse*
Kokutona: *opens eyes to enjoy view*
NRGboi21: *touches himself*
Kokutona: haha
Kokutona: *touches him while touching herself while he's touching himself*
Kokutona: *turns on tv*
fnkyassbreaks: *grabs camera and tapes pending orgy*
Kokutona: *sees that Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07976358898582225921noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3671858.post-796409602002-07-31T10:04:00.000-04:002002-07-31T10:04:18.860-04:00The Lockless Door
IT went many years,
But at last came a knock,
And I thought of the door
With no lock to lock.
I blew out the light,
I tip-toed the floor,
And raised both hands
In prayer to the door.
But the knock came again
My window was wide;
I climbed on the sill
And descended outside
Back over the sill
I bade a Come in
To whoever the knock
At the door may have been.
So Stacyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07976358898582225921noreply@blogger.com0