poor women . . .
all you girls need to stop right now and thank you jeebus that you warn't born in eyeran===this, we think, is an image of Ahmadinejad and his first lady which, true or not, is purdy funny anyway, in a sad kind of way
all you girls need to stop right now and thank you jeebus that you warn't born in eyeran===this, we think, is an image of Ahmadinejad and his first lady which, true or not, is purdy funny anyway, in a sad kind of way
Posted by tomitron at 7/01/2008 06:59:00 PM
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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but in a belly-dancing class with persian women we began to understand why they cover them, because up close there is something sizzling, mesmerizing, maddeningly beautiful about them - like no others on the planet...
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