9 Search Results for "answer"
December 19, 2009
perhaps not the answer.
April 3, 2003
irock.
one answer is skittles, the second is do i or don't i ask to see.
April 23, 2004
try to ask a question i wont' answer.
she has god's fingerprints on her heart and soul.
April 27, 2004
she's a brain beverage.
day by day with long term goals.
why the wait or why the rush...every answer has at least two questions, consider every approach.
December 20, 2008
bacon fetish.
training for the british bobsled team.
perhaps, and quite possibly, the answer all comes down to fear of commitment.
i have a thing for girls with rosy cheeks, either lightly sunburned or from the cold of winter.
March 11, 2006
the answer is right here and my dream is in reach.
why are people inclined to crinkle up paper when they throw it away, rather than just simply throwing it in the trash, even if it's just a plain white piece of paper.
December 14, 2004
that's cooler than a slurpee on steroids.
dude you rock like a stone.
go get your life on.
hmm to be ethical or not that is the question, but it's never been a difficult answer.
i think i ate too much life today.
three squirrels (two brown, one black), an ethernet port, and a note book.
September 18, 2009
the crush zone, squeeze it out.
dear waitress, i don't care if you spill my beer on me, what i care is how you respond to it and being careless is not the answer, that goes along with all the mistakes in the world, mistakes happen, but it's how you respond that makes the difference.
March 19, 2003
414.
once again i'm in the middle of another peaceful day here in america. peace. what does all this war come to. here is another day that's going to be recorded in every history book ever made from this day forward. at least in america. will they talk about this war with pride as well. well the newscasters shed even a tear this time. will america shed a tear that these innocent people have been striped of their lives, and all their posessions before that. i want to know. what is it like? what's it like to have bombs in your back yard. maybe there would be some understanding if that experience existed. but not for me. freedom kicks in. we can move about freely in this country. my heart is at a standstill. my eyes search around in the hope of an answer. an answr that is skips along the lines of impossible. laying down is easy for most of us. but not for two billion other people in the world. hopefully those people have not been stripped of their wonders of imagination, creativity, dreams, hope, faith, and love. i dream of a day where peace rains across the world.
