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Not Jesus
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That doesn't make any sense.
Yes, it does.
No, it doesn't. PP is in response to someone starting a thread and getting little to no replies. You not only can't make up your own material, you don't even know how to use other people's properly.
You are the Chris Broussard of ST.
I wouldn't let Broussard confirm my order in the drive-thru. er would end up giving me no fries and a fish sandwich.
Yeah, thats why I coined it a PR not a PP. : )
I see what u did ther
Woj
Cavs talked w/ agents Thursday on players designed to surround LeBron James. Had hopes he'd commit to Cleveland before day's end. Nothing.
Dammit CN
As a spur fan i want LeBron to stay in miami, would be an easy 5 games again, tbh..
Floyd with post #666
Rip
Fail lol
ur the devil
Our father who aren't in heaven.....
Chapter Four.
"Bum?......Dennis! Wake up, sweetheart." Her voice was kind and so female. Bum was afraid to open his eyes. He didn't want Dale to be there.
"Where's Dale?"
"Thank goodness, I thought we were going to have to call 911, honey-bun. You passed out, Dennis."
"Where is he, where is your husband?"
"I sent him to get his cell phone, just in case. He'll be right back."
"Oh, God, please don't let him see me like this. He'll tell the guys on the Forum." Bum's voice pleading, his eyes remained tightly clenched.
"Sure, baby. Now don't get it up. I'll be right back. Promise me you won't get up. Dennis, promise Girl." He felt her weight leave the bed.
"I promise, just don't let him in here."
"I promise, angel. I'll bring you back a nice cold class of iced tea. That'll perk ya up, doll."
Bum heard the bedroom door softly close then wearily opened his eyes. He was alone. He started to quickly rise, but, the room started to spin again and he fell back. 'That in' Cubby. I should have known not to come back here to play his damn old Tecmo Super Bowl. When will I ever learn?'
He wanted to flee, to escape, but, a part of him knew that would not be proper. He knew what he was getting into at the Chuckbox when Cubby invited him back to the house. "C'mon, Bumster, I have the old Super Nintendo hooked up and Girl will be there. I want you to meet her. Dude? Bummmmmmmmmmmmmmm? C'mon, dude, your flight doesn't leave until tomorrow morning, you even said so. No motel room for you." That damn sing song way Cubby had made him smile. 'How can I turn this guy down? I can't"
"Okay, Threadster,,," his voice getting into Thread mode. "Lead the way."
A soft rapping on the door brought him to the fore. "Dennis, may I come in, it's Girl? I'm alone, Cubby is watching "Welcome Back Kotter" on the cable."
It was then that Bum noticed he was naked from the waist down, his belly button full of his stuff. 'I wanna go home, or, at least to the Red Roof Inn.'
Another rap on the door, this one more insistent. "Bu......Dennis, are you okay?"
"Yes, uh, Mrs. Robin, uh, Gir, uh, Ka...just a second." He snatched his underwear off the quilt and laid them over his belly then pulled the deep blue blanket over his lower extremes.
"It's okay now, uh....." His voice trailed off as the door opened and Girl, her face wide with relief came forth with a tray.
"Well, you look like you're on the mend." She set the tray down on the nightstand, then propped his back up with a large support pillow, the kind he'd seen at Target, but, never bought, not in a million years.
"You gave us such a scare, youngster." She tousled his brown hair, her touch gentle and kind, her eyes just as genuine meeting his.
"How much did Dale see?"
"Oh, forget about him, he'd never tell. He'll be at that television and his Tootsie Roll Midgees now for quite a spell. I want you to drink this tea, it will perk you right up, put some color in those cheeks. C'mon, baby."
The tea was ice cold and refreshed him immediately. She took the glass and ran it slowly back & forth across his furrowed brow. "Relax, pumpkin."
"I think I made a mess on your blanket, Girl."
"No fuss, I'll just pop it in the washer tomorrow morning, good as new. Now you, young man are in for the night. Cubby will sleep on the couch as usual. He likes to watch his Hitch in the middle of the night and be with his buddies on that site you guys joined."
"He won't tell, will he, Girl. God, I'd be so embarrassed if they even found out I'd been her...." She interrupted Bum by putting her finger across his lips, silencing him.
"He won't tell. He never tells."
Fun offseason tbh...
better than the last one, that's for sure.
Can't even get their grammar right.
THIS CITY. THIS FANS. WANT THEIRS HERO RETURN.
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