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polson
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# Posted: 3 Feb 2006 08:38
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I know they're doing the Valentine Auction and all, and probably making a web page all about Valentine and how he married people against the law, went to prison, fell in love with a blind girl, was executed, you know the whole thing. But I thought it would be fun to have a thread for posting love poetry for each other (purely in jest of course). So, howsabout it?
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kady
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# Posted: 3 Feb 2006 09:31
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How about instead of poetry, I just post quotes from my favorite show? I've even added a special part for singles since I'm sure not everyone is in love and would like to read something anti-love. There are actually a lot more quotes that I'd like to include here, but anyone who is familiar with the show probably understands why I can not.
Carrie: Later that day I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting,
challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous.
Big: After a while, you just want to be with the one who makes you laugh.
Carrie: I'm looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can't-live-without-each-other love. And I don't think that love is here in this expensive suite in this lovely hotel in Paris.
Carrie: Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they're supposed to run wild until they find someone -- just as wild -- to run with.
Carrie: When it comes to relationships, maybe we're all in glass houses, and shouldn't throw stones. Because you can never really know. Some people are settling down, some are settling and some people refuse to settle for anything less. Than butterflies...
Carrie: I've done the merry-go-round. I've been through the revolving doors. I feel like I've met somebody I can stand still with for a minute. And don't you want to stand still with me?
Samantha: So, how were they?
Carrie: The pancakes? Delicious, exactly what I wanted. I couldn't get enough.
Samantha: No, I was referring to the moves.
Carrie: Delicious, exactly what I wanted. I couldn't get enough.
And For Singles...
Carrie: Everywhere I looked, people were standing in two's. It was like Noah's upper west side rent-controlled ark.
Carrie: I do not pick the wrong guys. They pick me.
Miranda: So what, you're like a flystrip for dysfunctional men?
Carrie: Yeah, but one of those really pretty floral scented ones.
Carrie: Think about it. If you are single, after graduation there isn't one occasion where people celebrate you ... Hallmark doesn't make a "congratulations, you didn't marry the wrong guy" card. And where's the flatware for going on vacation alone?
Carrie: When men attempt bold gestures, generally it's considered romantic. When women do it, it's often considered desperate or psychotic.
Carrie: Maybe we just obsess over relationships that feel un-finished.
Carrie on life...
Carrie: When you're young, your whole life is about the pursuit of fun, then you grow up and learn to be cautious; you could break a bone, or a heart. You look before you leap and sometimes you don't leap at all because there's not always someone there to catch you. And in life, there is no safety net. When did it stop being fun and start being scary?
Carrie: Maybe the past is like an anchor holding us back. Maybe, you have to let go of who you are to become who you will be.
Carrie: Break up Rule Number One: Destroy all evidence where he looks sexy.... and you look happy. We had taken the picture with a disposable camera, before I ever thought that our relationship could be disposable.
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kady
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# Posted: 3 Feb 2006 12:04
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OK, the truth is that I took the easy way out.  Anyone can copy and paste. I don't think I'm actually poetic. I'm sure there are lots of people who can though. So, who is going to go first?
Anyone want to write a poem about how much they love Polson and Kady? 
How about just writing about how much you love Kady? 
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babel
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# Posted: 3 Feb 2006 16:53
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I love Pols and Kady
I love Pols and Kady
no need to remind myself daily
Cos I love Pols and Kady
Simple, short, yet sweet? Do I earn any brownie points?
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polson
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# Posted: 3 Feb 2006 16:56
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No, but I baked you some brownies! *holds out pan*
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deanna
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# Posted: 3 Feb 2006 20:59
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I love J and Pols and Kady,
I love Pols and Kady and J,
That's all that I can say.
There no other way but to,
Share the love on Valentine's Day.
HA! I beat *L* 
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teekay
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# Posted: 4 Feb 2006 03:32
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I love the abc
I love the abc
because you can put together every name there is
and I love too many people to make a list
so I love the abc
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kady
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# Posted: 4 Feb 2006 08:37
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Kady's Search For Love: A Haiku Of Sorts
Kady Wants To Be In Love.
Tall, dark and handsome--
Boy Sweeps Kady Off Her Feet.
Ode To The Geek
Oh, Geeky Boy Of Mine,
Spending All Your Time Online.
Won't you see the me that is me,
As I see your attributes indefinitely?
Why do you ignore me as you do?
Do you honestly have better things to do?
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polson
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# Posted: 4 Feb 2006 18:18
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AJ is hot.
He rocks my world.
He thinks I'm hot.
Even though I'm not.
AJ rocks my world.
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deanna
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# Posted: 6 Feb 2006 12:19
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I love Craig.
He's my guy.
When I look at him,
I just sigh *sighs*
If I should die,
before he does,
I hope he says
"Damn, I can still feel the buzz"
*veg*
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gates
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# Posted: 6 Feb 2006 15:29
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Blood is red,
oil is black,
I hate Valentine's Day
More than a knife in my back.
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bria
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# Posted: 6 Feb 2006 16:13
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I love Eagle and I love Ray,
Iain and AJ and Shane the same way,
And I am just posting here to say,
My rhymes can beat Iain's any day.
V-Day sucks and my Jerman is dead,
I'm a purple-haired weirdo with one eye in my head,
I think I should mention that some flowers are red,
It's far too late and I should be in bed.
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fat_man
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# Posted: 7 Feb 2006 16:01
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Considering my Poetry extends to me writing poems on the toilet wall
If you sprinke,
When you tinkle,
Be a sweatie,
And wipe the seatie.
Yours
Man, Fat
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micha_bravo
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# Posted: 7 Feb 2006 18:45
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I read a thread
about who I should date
demanding to know
which one is my mate
take a deep breath
and listen to my words
It's none of you crackers
For I only date yellow skinned nerds 
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nicoll
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# Posted: 8 Feb 2006 01:53
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On the topic of delusional poetry I thought I should share something Polson wrote;
There once was a man named Nicoll,
Who certainly crawled out of a hole
He was no picnic,
Rather a big mean cynic,
And he was in love with a beauty named Pol.
Now where's that restraining order when I need it?
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kady
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# Posted: 8 Feb 2006 07:46
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I had my first pre-emptive break up,
And Now I'm Wanting To Make Up,
Before Valentine's Day.
But The Man Won't Read This Thread,
He Thinks I'm Off In The Head.
But It Wouldn't Matter If He Did,
His reasoning is too rigid.
I Should Stick My Tongue Down His Throat,
I bet THAT would get his goat!
But, He would just wonder why I'm being so friendly.
*sigh*
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fat_man
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# Posted: 8 Feb 2006 07:47
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A mans ambition must be small
if it is to write on the Outhouse wall
Yours
Man, Fat
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ajcardall
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# Posted: 8 Feb 2006 11:33
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Today I did book my tickets,
But it means 2 weeks without cricket.
It may well drive me mad,
And this would be bad,
Let's just hope, the Ashes, we win-it
No requests, please.
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micha_bravo
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# Posted: 11 Feb 2006 16:40
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Only four more cycles remain,
until that dreaded Valentine's Day.
Did you get your pre-emptive make-up?
Did he finally let you have your pre-emptive way?
Pitty that he wouldn't read your thread
waxing about your self-proclaimed insanity
and the fact that he is far too rigid,
Well you can't teach an old dog new tricks you see
But he asked me to pass you this message,
relating to something about a tongue and a throat.
And something that I don't want to know about,
something about him having a goat.
So without further adieu my dear, the message he asked me to pass:
"Talk is cheap, so either walk the walk
or kiss my sun deprived gluteus maximus"
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micha_bravo
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# Posted: 15 Feb 2006 14:59
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I must be getting feeble-minded in my old age; I could've swore there was something else here yesterday in this very spot.
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kady
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# Posted: 16 Feb 2006 08:52
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Really?? Hrmm.... 
How about we insert this in its place?
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bria
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# Posted: 17 Feb 2006 05:46
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That's not a poem, or my money back.
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micha_bravo
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# Posted: 17 Feb 2006 16:39
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Eric Cartman reciting his poem to Mr. Hat...
Eric Cartman prepares to read and Mr Garrison looks concerned...
Ten Things I like about you, by Mr. Eric Cartman
*clears throat*
I like the way you sit in a box.
I like the way, mah world, you rawks.
I like it when you pretend not to care,
then scold me harshly for not being there.
I like the way you flirt with me.
and I like k-i-s-s-i-n-g you while sitting in a tree.
I like the way you rhyme your words.
I like how you make me feel more special than the other nerds.
I like those eight things and two more as well...
Your heart, your soul... one touch and from heaven I fell.
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kady
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# Posted: 18 Feb 2006 19:49
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I Hate the Way You Make Me Jealous.
I Hate The Way You Make Me Care.
I Hate You When You're Always Here,
But I Hate You More When You're Never There.
I Hate The Way You Mock Me.
I Hate The Way You Worry About Me.
I Hate The Way Your IQ Outshines Me.
I Hate The Way You Outrhyme Me.
I Hate The Fact That You Will Never Get Me.
But, Most Of All,
What I Hate,
Is That I Don't Hate You At All.
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micha_bravo
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# Posted: 19 Feb 2006 08:36
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<!--QuoteBegin--kady+Feb. 18 2006,19:49--></span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td><b>Quote</b> (kady @ Feb. 18 2006,19:49)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE"><!--QuoteEBegin-->I Hate the Way You Make Me Jealous.<br>I Hate The Way You Make Me Care.<br>I Hate You When You're Always Here,<br>But I Hate You More When You're Never There.<br>I Hate The Way You Mock Me.<br>I Hate The Way You Worry About Me.<br>I Hate The Way Your IQ Outshines Me.<br>I Hate The Way You Outrhyme Me.<br>I Hate The Fact That You Will Never Get Me.<br>But, Most Of All,<br>What I Hate,<br>Is That I Don't Hate You At All.<!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span id='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--><br>That Eric Cartman sounds like he has a lot of explaining to do...
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jayneway
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# Posted: 19 Feb 2006 09:16
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make love, not parking tickets!
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micha_bravo
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# Posted: 19 Feb 2006 12:24
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Draft beer, not me! Drink beer be free!
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kady
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# Posted: 24 Feb 2006 07:34
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I have gotten so many parking tickets this semster it's scary. I can't afford to keep paying for them.
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micha_bravo
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# Posted: 24 Feb 2006 14:26
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<!--QuoteBegin--kady+Feb. 24 2006,07:34--></span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td><b>Quote</b> (kady @ Feb. 24 2006,07:34)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE"><!--QuoteEBegin-->I have gotten so many parking tickets this semster it's scary. I can't afford to keep paying for them. <!--emo&:(--><img src="http://www.outpost10f.com/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/sad.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':('><!--endemo--><!--QuoteEnd--></td></tr></table><span id='postcolor'><!--QuoteEEnd--><br>Might I suggest killing two birds with one stone? Buy a dictionary, then you'll be able to read the signs that say, "No parking" as well <!--emo&:P--><img src="http://www.outpost10f.com/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/ton.gif" border="0" valign="absmiddle" alt=':P'><!--endemo--><br><br>I kid, I kid *hugs*
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