Some Random Crap

Feb 20, 2006 00:26

1) Poking around this site, I've discovered that three people have listed me as their "friend" on here. I only know who one of them is, and then only vaguely. Who the fuck are you people ( Read more... )

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andsaca369 February 20 2006, 09:19:51 UTC
I tagged you because trippiehippie told me to. Blame her. ~nod~

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trippiehippie February 24 2006, 03:07:13 UTC
^ I thought she could use some culture.

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andsaca369 February 24 2006, 09:50:02 UTC
Yes. I am the very pinnacle of culturelessness.

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anonymous February 22 2006, 22:20:40 UTC
Dooley was a good old man, lived below the mill. Dooley had two daughters and a forty gallon still.
One gal watched the boiler, the other watched the spout, and mama corked the bottles when old Dooley fetched them out.

Dooley, slippin' up the holler, Dooley, tryin' to make a dollar, Dooley, gimmee a swaller and I'll pay you back some day.

They revenuers came for him, a-slippin' thru the woods, Dooley kept behind them all and never lost his goods. Dooley was a trader when into town he come, Sugar by the bushel and molasses by the ton.

Dooley, slippin' up the holler, Dooley, tryin' to make a dollar, Dooley, gimmee a swaller and I'll pay you back some day.

I remember very well the day old Dooley died, the women folk looked sorry and the men stood 'round and cried. Now Dooley's on the mountain, he lies there all alone, they put a jug beside him and a barrel for a stone.

Dooley, slippin' up the holler, Dooley, tryin' to make a dollar, Dooley gimmee a swaller and I'll pay you back someday.

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