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OK Corgi Rancher

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They can do anything they want , we may take umbridge and give a reminder that we have rules... normal every day we's will get leeway and the theys that joined today will get a short walk to the ban hammer that the theys deserve for not reading the we rules set forth when we join the we.... And do not mess with the MrGlock cause your gonna find out everyone is going to slap your we.... little pee pee and call you on the floor . Cause we watch out for we. So there, and speaking of wee , time for some more beastie!!!! :cool: Cheers!

I have no idea what you just said!

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From early days of infancy, through trembling years
of youth, long murky middle-age and final hours
long in the tooth, he is the hundred names of terror ---
creature you love the least. Picture his name before
you and exorcise the beast.

He roved up and down through history --- spectre
with tales to tell. In the darkness when the
campfire's dead --- to each his private hell. If you look
behind your shoulder as you feel his eyes to feast, you
can witness now the everchanging nature of the beast.

Beastie

If you wear a warmer sporran, you can keep the foe at
bay. You can pop those pills and visit some
psychiatrist who'll say --- There's nothing I can do
for you, everywhere's a danger zone. I'd love to help
get rid of it, but I've got one of my own.

There's a beast upon my shoulder and a fiend upon
my back. Feel his burning breath a heaving, smoke
oozing from his stack. And he moves beneath the
covers or he lies below the bed. He's the beast upon
your shoulder. He's the price upon your head. He's
the lonely fear of dying, and for some, of living too.
He's your private nightmare pricking. He'd just love
to turn the screw. So stand as one defiant --- yes, and
let your voices swell. Stare that beastie in the face
and really give him hell.

Ian Anderson
 

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