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What thread do you think we all should be in?
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How 'bout, What would you do....?
The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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Idgie;567312 wrote: Is that a good one?
what am i doing?:p
what am i doing?:p
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guppy;567327 wrote: what am i doing?:p
I don't know, but if you figure it out...can you tell me?
I don't know, but if you figure it out...can you tell me?
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Idgie;567817 wrote: Can't you just follow the yellow brick road?
Why would i want to follow the yellow brick road?
Why would i want to follow the yellow brick road?
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guppy;567849 wrote: Why would i want to follow the yellow brick road?
Doesn't it take you to OZ?
Doesn't it take you to OZ?
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Will Toto be there?
The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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Fibonacci;567948 wrote: Will Toto be there?
the important question is, would Toto bite me?
the important question is, would Toto bite me?
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Craig James;568975 wrote: the important question is, would Toto bite me?
why would toto want to bite you? :p
why would toto want to bite you? :p
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Toto bites?? :-3
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Who did he bite?
The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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is toto still alive?
"Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax, and get used to the idea." - Robert A. Heinlein
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Why wouldn't he be alive?
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cinamin;570348 wrote: Why wouldn't he be alive?
If he is alive, wouldn't he be 427 years old in dog years?
If he is alive, wouldn't he be 427 years old in dog years?
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Didn't he bite the Wizard??
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Wendy-- where you at
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I'm right here, where are you?
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WonderWendy3;571274 wrote: Didn't he bite the Wizard??
Did the wizard ask for it?
Did the wizard ask for it?
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Wendybird;571324 wrote: Do wizards really exist?
Who needs a wizard?
Who needs a wizard?
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are we still in oz?
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sunny104;571526 wrote: are we still in oz?
Did we ever leave?
Did we ever leave?
When choosing between two evils, I always like to take the one I've never tried before.
Mae West
Mae West
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911;572335 wrote: Did we ever leave?
alright!!! Who took my brain?....:wah:
alright!!! Who took my brain?....:wah:
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What would you do if you had one? :wah:
When choosing between two evils, I always like to take the one I've never tried before.
Mae West
Mae West
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When did the elephant get here?
The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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there's an elephant in the garden? :-3
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Does he even know how to ride and elephant?
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wouldn't it be cool to ride an elephant?:wah:
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You mean you haven't?! :-2 

The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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you mean you have?:p
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Who has the pooper scooper for that elephant?
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could we just leave it so it can fertilize the garden?? :p
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Are you sure that's a good idea? 

The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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are you saying it's a bad one?
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I donk know, Am I? 

The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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Why are you dodging the question? :wah:
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Isn't it obvious? 

The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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Fibonacci;576831 wrote: Isn't it obvious? 
Is it because you don't like zoo poo? :wah:

Is it because you don't like zoo poo? :wah:
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Who Does? :-2 

The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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Fibonacci;576842 wrote: Who Does? :-2 
Why don't we take a poll? :p

Why don't we take a poll? :p
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Should I start a new thread? :wah:
The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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Fibonacci;576852 wrote: Should I start a new thread? :wah:
What would you title it?
What would you title it?

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Zoo Poo And You? :wah:
The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.
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Fibonacci;576869 wrote: Zoo Poo And You? :wah:
What?????????
:wah:
What?????????
:wah:
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You don't like it? 

The poolhall's a great equalizer. In the poolhall, nobody cares how old you are, how young you are, what color your skin is or how much money you've got in your pocket... It's about how you move. I remember this kid once who could move around a pool table like nobody had ever seen. Hour after hour, rack after rack, his shots just went in. The cue was part of his arm and the balls had eyes. And the thing that made him so good was... He thought he could never miss. I know, 'cause that kid was me.