Monday, March 20, 2006

 

Two posts again?

So I thought I'd do another post, not just because I'm in working mode, but because I just remembered what I did this past weekend. Saturday night was Rosie Geddes' 21st, and she had a barn dance, which I called. I decided that this was going to be the last barn dance I would *ever* call. It was not because I didn't have fun, it was incredibly fun. Not because it was too hard, it only took about half an hour of preparation. It was because I was not able to do my real passion, as it were, in line dancing! Yeah, line dancing is the best fun, though many may not agree, it's also the most fun to call, and means you, as the caller, can join in really easily. No one ever considers what the poor lonely caller is feeling, being left out of the group dances and all, do they? Rosie, if you're reading this, my calling the barn dance was your present. Not that I ever charge for my services, I believe that not having to go through the stress of buying a present is a nice even set-off against my calling. Total bads would agree, no doubt. Anything to get out of such a burden of responsibility. Hm, rather a boring post. OK, here's something to liven it up. These are real domain names you should probably look at twice:

PenIsland.com
BigAls.com
MoleStationNursery.com
TherapistFinder.com
KidsExchange.com
ViaGrafix.com

Muhaha!

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Hey thanks for promoting my websites. Free advertising is what makes my sites happen. PenIsland just isn't the same without it!
 
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Thanks lucymartin, your sexy circuit board has really seen into my heart and perceived my true desire.

And as for you, 'scotty', 2 extremely similar comments? Looks like spam to me! I reckon you're a computer not a real person like my friend lucymartin!
 
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