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Err....hi. Iced told me to create this via a text. So.....im askin every1 of u 2 please drop by and say HI. |
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A poem just for you Stripey, I hope you don't mind. When that long day draws to an end And you find that you have no friend No friend to take home and talk with Just listen to your heart With one eye focused on looking It is easier to just close the booking And let what will be will be Time marches on and on And the one for you will soon be strong In your heart and in your arms I know this........................ Stop looking and the one you long for will soon be standing right in front of you © Iced-Gem. |
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Good Morning Stripey |
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LOLOLOLOL @ Spock looking at moi. Stop looking, huh? Tried it...can't do it....too hard... |
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| | From: Jodie-T | Sent: 10/20/2006 5:12 PM |
Hope it's a good one! |
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Thank you both. It was lovely. Outside of what I mentioned in the 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY STRIPEY' thread, I got a card, letter and computer C.D. from my friend Jen, with photos on it of her in Blackpool and various other locales. The British Heart Foundation sent me a card with a keyring saying, "I'm smiling because I have no idea what's going on". Tracy [my stepsister] and Paul got me a card. Dad finished off the computer-designed C.D. cover to the taped-off Five 1953 ' War Of The Worlds', which'll be fitting nicely in 1898, next to volumes one and two of ' The League Of Extraordinary Gentlemen'. Dad, Sadie and I went bowling. I got about six strikes, but Dad won overall. Sadie's arthritis made her back annoying so she couldn't bend and kept 'dropping' the balls on the runway, forcing them into the aisles. We then went to a restaurant, but as all the meals included meat, I ate meat [steak and ale pie, to be exact], but with about four bites left 'til I'd finished it, I realised my body was complaining. Nevertheless, I didn't forget about and miss 20:55 and that was important to me. |
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Hiya Tiger... You like play'n in the snow cuz we got lots here now |
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< these are tears of love and memory you've brought to me. Sadness, yes, but do not feel bad for that. It is the way of things. My father, a white tiger called Tigee, was slaughtered, skinned and trophied in May 1981, and I sought out his killers and executed them. I think about him often, but you made it more vivid today. Thank you. Stripey. |
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I'm two-ish pages in and I've realised quickly that my talent for scriptwriting has wained since University. Does anyone want to take over and/or give me some direction in how to take the play? Stripey. x |
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Hello stripey, i cannot find your two page's. I beg of you to please continue to work with ed. And what i want you to do is email me your first name. I think I have asked ann to script write for us as well, but i have been running around and not getting anywhere solid. I keep trying to pm iced jem, but to no avail, nothing seem's to be working, i might as well be in jail. I don't know if I did email ann, I know i set to do, but i got hold of the reporter, and took it on the loo. E me. I can give you a start up to the debacle. lol bob......................... |
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| | From: McPhib | Sent: 12/10/2006 1:12 PM |
Hi Stripey, Could you please give me an idea how I can find your scripts, I have search the many ideas I have for their location, but alas, still in the dark.. McPhib. |
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McPhib have you clicked on the attachment on the bottom of message 42? |
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MERRY CHRISTMASS.......................... |
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MERRY CHRISTMAS STRIPEY I hope what Santa gave to you, is a reflection of all that you so graciously give each one of us, throughout the year. |
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