spammer
Posted: Mon Jun 05, 2006 4:51 pm
--------“He sure is a gentleman.”
“He is?”
I ll say. “That girl dropped her gloves. He kicked them over to her so she could pick them up”
---------Young female job applicant was filling out an employment form. She had no trouble with the application until she came across a heading entitled: Sex
She hesitated, finally, she answered: “twice a week”
--------------A man hopeful of collecting his wife’s life insurance tried to hire four persons to get her killed. Before the scheme could mature, they were caught. The husband was brought in the court, where he pleaded for mercy with a reason that he could not kill his wife himself, as he loved her very much!!!!!!!!
The king of nowhere sits low
Upon his throne
And waits for someone to call
His pale white eyes pierce the kingdom
Surveillance over his nothing
This king, they say, has lost his mind
And his reign has diminished over time
But still the king sits low upon his throne
Blissful as the unaware
The castles have tumbled
And the crown removed from his head
The millions have gone that he once lead
His blood-stained hands have left him betrayed
But through all he hasn't lost his way
And still the king sits low upon his throne
Blissful as the unaware
Courtesy : . . .
“He is?”
I ll say. “That girl dropped her gloves. He kicked them over to her so she could pick them up”
---------Young female job applicant was filling out an employment form. She had no trouble with the application until she came across a heading entitled: Sex
She hesitated, finally, she answered: “twice a week”
--------------A man hopeful of collecting his wife’s life insurance tried to hire four persons to get her killed. Before the scheme could mature, they were caught. The husband was brought in the court, where he pleaded for mercy with a reason that he could not kill his wife himself, as he loved her very much!!!!!!!!
The king of nowhere sits low
Upon his throne
And waits for someone to call
His pale white eyes pierce the kingdom
Surveillance over his nothing
This king, they say, has lost his mind
And his reign has diminished over time
But still the king sits low upon his throne
Blissful as the unaware
The castles have tumbled
And the crown removed from his head
The millions have gone that he once lead
His blood-stained hands have left him betrayed
But through all he hasn't lost his way
And still the king sits low upon his throne
Blissful as the unaware
Courtesy : . . .