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They like their coffee like they like their ex-boyfriends: bitter.

If this were a dictatorship it would be a heck of a lot easier... as long as I'm the dictator. Hehehe.

when nothing goes right......go left!hehehe

You know, I heard this weird sound this morning,” Taters says, breaking the silence. Yup, here it goes. “Sort of like . . . a donkey in heat,” he continues. “Yeah, I heard that too,” Posey adds. “Like a heeeeee-haaaaawww, hehehe-hahaha.

Hvorfor blander jeg mig i andres affærer? Hvorfor er jeg overhodet kommet hit til byen? Skete det på grund av en eller annen katastrofe i universet, for eksempel på grund av Gladstones forkjølelse? Hehehe, Gud hjælpe dig, barn, hvis du sier som sandt er: at du egentlig var på veien hjem, men at du med ett blev så levende bevæget ved synet av denne by – så liten og elendig som den er – at du var nær ved å gråte av en hemmelighetsfuld og fremmed glæde da du så alle flagene.

Maaf, buku ini hanya dijual di Gramedia, jadi sangat tak mungkin apabila buku ini Anda bilang "bisa ditukar"..hehehe

Seperti biasa dihari itu aku bermain bersama banana. itu lho grup musik akustik asal surabaya yang sudah pernah melanglang buana hehehe. mungkin kamu sendiri juga sudah tau, lha wong tiap senin kita main di mango.

I am little bit confuse about certain view and belief and i discover the most judgmental people are born again, i didnt know if this is right or accurate but in every forum i have seen, conversation in internet all people who called oprah joel osteen ellen michael jackson obama as cult leader and anti christ. All of them are born again they called oprah as sinner, cult advocate, anti christ i think there’s something wrong i need to pray for this hehehe la lang share lang ng thoughts

JazzyGirl: LOL. Since you and Alex kept in contact, I assume he knows your partner. Evilnbored: Alex is my partner. He didn't have to wait as long for her response this time. In fact, he could almost imagine her screaming through the computer. JazzyGirl: OMG, OMG, OMG. I had no idea. Were the two of you together in high school? Evilnbored: No, not at all. We've only been partners since our senior year in college. Back in high school ... I never admitted to myself I liked guys as well as I did girls, although I had some inkling. And Alex ... I'll let him tell you his story. JazzyGirl: I can't believe you guys never told me. I feel left out. Her words sounded so much like the old Jasmine he really did laugh out loud. 33 Coming Full Circle by Liz Andrews Evilnbored: Sorry? JazzyGirl: Unacceptable. I need to be completely caught up on all the news that's fit to print. And all the other stuff too. Evilnbored: Um, okay, what do you want to know exactly? JazzyGirl: Hehehe, oh, you don't know it, but you gave me the keys to the castle. Evilnbored: Should I be scared? JazzyGirl: I'm not the evil one, LOL. Evilnbored: Oh boy. Ask away before I regret offering to tell you anything. JazzyGirl: You can't see me right now, but I'm rubbing my hands gleefully

Please, sit down. I have an important announcement to make... ...FAAAAAAAART! I put Woppie Cushions on your chairs. Hehehe.

You know, I heard this weird sound this morning,” Taters says, breaking the silence. Yup, here it goes. “Sort of like . . . a donkey in heat,” he continues. “Yeah, I heard that too,” Posey adds. “Like a heeeeee-haaaaawww, hehehe-hahaha.” I did not fucking sound like that. “You know, I thought it was more like a duck who got his bill stuck in a door.” Hornsby does a horrible impression of a duck while slapping the table.

Hehehe,” Jarlaxle laughed in his best Pikel imitation. “Doo-dad!” “I will leave you here forevermore,” Kimmuriel warned the annoying mercenary.

He gives me his disapproving scowl. “Between then and now I’ve . . .” he trails off, glancing away for a moment, thinking carefully about the next words, “gotten to know you and come to care about you in a way I didn’t expect.” “Same,” I reply, like an idiot who doesn’t want to throw herself across the hot tub and say, Actually, I think I’m falling for you! Hehehe.

Well we both know there're some men who wish it was not women who came to tell that Jesus was risen. hehehe

you think the Pope or the circular denominational church can deceive the elect ? NO SIR ! she knows better than that. the false Christ are very close to her. they both read and believe the very same message. Very very Religious. Can quote like a machine gun. hehehe “For there shall arise false Christs, and false prophets, and shall shew great signs and wonders; insomuch that, if it were possible, they shall deceive the very elect.” Matthew 24:24 KJV

For Margaret Some people laugh ha-ha-ha. Other people put their hands on their mouths he-he-he. In the department stores Santa laughs ho-ho-ho. But this girl I know− okay, this girl I'm crazy for laughs like an envelope tearing open and good stuff spilling out.

If this were a dictatorship it would be a heck of a lot easier … as long as I’m the dictator. Hehehe.

Oh, archers,” said Boy Willie, and spat. “Whut?” “He said THEY’RE GOING TO USE ARCHERS, Hamish!” “Heheh, we never let archers stop us at the Battle of Koom Valley!” cackled the antique barbarian. Boy Willie sighed. “That was between dwarfs and trolls, Hamish,” he said. “And you ain’t either. So whose side were you on?” “Whut?” “I said WHOSE SIDE WERE YOU ON?” “I were on the side of being paid money to fight,” said Hamish. “Best side there is.

Actually, I think I’m falling for you! Hehehe.

Sekarang gini analoginya. Bisa jadi, komik siksa neraka kalau diterbitkan di Arab sana bakal kalah laku dibandingkan komik nikmatnya surga," kata Gus Mut sambil terkekeh. "Loh kok gitu, Gus?" tanya Fanshuri. "Ya karena alam mereka keras, makanya iming-iming indahnya surga bikin tertarik. Beda dengan kita yang terbiasa hidup enak karena alamnya gemah ripah loh jinawi. Kalau dikasih gambaran surga kayak begitu ya kita nggak tertarik, lah, makanya kita malah tertarik sama gambaran neraka. Penasaran sama isinya, tahu-tahu jadi trauma, lalu kalau tua gini malah jadi nostalgia, hehehe," terang Gus Mut sambil terkekeh.

Hold up, you two,” Kevin stopped Alex and Andrew before they could claim separate beds. “There are only four beds, and since you two are twins, you’re going to be sharing one of them.” “WHAT?!” The shout came from them both. “That’s not fair,” Alex whined. “Yeah, why do I have to sleep with this idiot?” “Don’t act like you’re the victim here. I’m the one who’s gonna be stuck dealing with your antics, you damn bed-hogger.” Blink. A vein throbbed on Andrew’s head. “A bed-hogger, am I? Well, who’s the one who’s always stealing the sheets? Huh! Huh?!” Blink. Blink. “At least I don’t still wet the bed!” Massive blinking. “You… you promised you’d never tell anyone that! And I haven’t wet the bed in, uh, well… a while! Besides! Who was the one who left his bed a sopping mess the other day?!” “Why you… that was a special moment! SPECIAL!” Kevin, Eric, and Justin watched as the two fraternal twin brothers tackled each other to the ground. They rolled around on the floor, pushing and pulling and biting and hitting and clawing. It was like watching two dogs trying to chase each other’s tails. “Ne, Kevin, do you know what those two are talking about?” asked Eric. “No.” Kevin shook his head. “No, I don’t.” A pause. “And I don’t think I want to know.” “… Hehehe…

Should we have paper ballots? Let's put it up for a vote. We'll count it on electronic machines... hehehe.

I once had a burning desire to become a therapist. Then I realized I am not altogether impressed with the field. All they really had to do was get me to stop drinking, and after 8 years, they are still failing miserably. I still Love Booze... and Now I get the secondary payoff of 'beating' my substance counselor. hehehe. Idiots.

Woppie Cushions on your chairs. Hehehe.

Hehehe…

Heheh. The old whoopee cushion in the hand trick. It's ALWAYS funny." The kid gave a confused giggle as Sans tucked his hand back into his pocket. "Anyways, you're a human, right? That's hilarious. I'm Sans. Sans the Skeleton. I'm actually supposed to be on watch for humans right now. But…y'know…" Sans shrugged, "I don't really care about capturing anybody. Now my brother, Papyrus, he's a human-hunting FANATIC." Motion over the kid's head drew Sans's attention briefly and his face lit up. He'd know that silhouette anywhere, even from this distance through the light fog. "Hey, actually, I think that's him over there." He focused back on the kid, catching the tail end of their rotation to see what he was looking at. "I have an idea." The kid looked back at him. "Go through this gate thingy." The kid glanced at the gate, worry marring their expression. Sans nodded. "Yeah, go right through. My bro made the bars too wide to stop anyone." It was a breath, a moment that allowed Sans to watch as the kid's worry turned into determination, before the kid turned right around and walked through the massive structure's posts. Sans kept pace with them, following them through to the other side and then some. Surprisingly enough, the oddly-shaped lamp that had always been next to his station was suddenly conveniently-shaped and very useful, especially with his brother heading their way. "Quick, behind that conveniently-shaped lamp.