Sunday, December 25, 2011

Don't Cry Little Girl


Don't cry, little girl, don't cry anymore
Someday you'll know
Life always has a reason
And even sadness is worth something

What puts tears on your face
Is the kindness in your heart
And a girl who knows this kindness
Will be a most beautiful, beautiful woman

A star appears
Smiling for you, little one
And a girl who knows this kindness
Will be a most beautiful, beautiful woman

24 comments:

  1. Poor wee little brother is crying now? Did he get a boo boo? Oh, poor baby.

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  2. I can't remember disliking a coach/manager more than Ryan. He passed LaRussa on my shit list a year or so ago. That's deep shit!

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  3. Is everybody ready for real life again? No? Good. Go back to bed.

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  4. I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday.

    tits.

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  5. Don't cry out lout...
    ...just keep it inside.

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  6. His father, Buddy Ryan, is my all time favorite head coach. But this kid, Rex, is a dope and arrogant too. Plus Sanchez, his QB, just can't play.

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  7. Real life what?

    Real life as opposed to heaping helpings of holiday schmaltz. NTTAWWT. But too much too long can clog the arteries.

    Hey Titus, that red dot in the middle of your forehead is...well, it's a dot.

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  8. Ricpic,

    Get off his caste. Titus is too young to remember Red Dot potato chips...good as they were.

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  9. well, it's a dot.

    Click on the dot
    What happens?
    Ideas let loose
    Spraying those
    Around and near
    Prompting gross
    Loads of scenes
    Beyond the pale.

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  10. Ha remember the Lottery scratch off game?


    Scratch the ticket and if the dot on the ticket matches the one on your forehead, you win a gas station!

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  11. Or you win a shitty hotel where the lobby smells of curry.

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  12. @MamaM: Thanks for the sebaceous eruption of Mt. Versuvius.

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  13. Festivus Versuvius!

    Made it all the way through the Holiday Weekend en harmony only to arrive at the big blow-up last night over whether or not to watch Harry Potter Part 2 without first seeing Part 1 again. Holiday Pitfalls have a life of their own, arriving quietly out of nowhere on little cat feet, leaving behind a mess of ruffled feathers and no bird.

    The young men went up north today to discharge firearms at a remote location, while MamaM resorted to pot shots at Titus.

    @ EBL: Chute is the word for cows too, as there is no time for crying while standing stunned.

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  14. The Jets lost. To the Giants. I am predicting the Packers to go all the way. Have a cheese curd.

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  15. I am predicting the Packers to go all the way. Have a cheese curd....

    ...or a raspberry.

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  16. The Packers are going down. It will be the Saints and the Giants in the NFC championship game.

    You heard it here first.

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  17. I saw the gate close between India and Paki. The Indians hate the Pakis.

    There was lots of high marching and intimation going on and I was hard during the entire performance.

    While I was a spectator I saw some brown rice I wanted to do.

    But my husband was like no Mary, so I stopped.

    And Hello MamaM, welcome to the International Caste.

    I am totally international and fab, and for the rest of you pieces of shit I am sorry,not really.

    tit.

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  18. Six, I love you happy holidays.

    tits.

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  19. Titus: You can be international and fab on Mass Ave between Harvard and Central Squares. But you'll have to leave it behind in your haunts in Revere, or if you find yourself on Causeway St. when the Celtics start playing again.

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