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Well, I wait around the train station Waitin' for that train Waitin' for the train, yeah Take me home, yeah From this lonesome place Well, now a while lotta people put me down a lotta changes My girl had called me a disgrace

I certainly hope this doesn't turn out the be the case.

These are the seasons of emotion And like the wind, they rise and fall This is the wonder of devotion I see the torch We all must hold This is the mystery of the quotient, quotient Upon us all, upon us all a little rain must fall

Agreed. Rivers in TB could mean the Bucs would have back-to-back 30/30 QBs. And Rivers has more of a shot put throw than a fastball. No Bueno.

I was just calling the watch out as part of the "package deal." And I agree about the stickers. I do a lot of things that I'm proud of. I've never even considered putting a sticker on my car so others know. One sticker I'll never forget is, "I'M CATHOLIC AND I VOTE." Big fuggin' deal.

Wake upGrab a brush and put a little (makeup)Grab a brush and put a littleHide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)Hide the scars to fade away theWhy'd you leave the keys upon the table?Here you go create another fableYou wanted to Grab a brush and put a little makeupYou wanted to Hide the scars to fade away the shakeupYou wanted to Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?You wanted to I don't think you trustIn, my, self righteous suicideI, cry, when angels deserve to die, die

No man bun. Man bunners usually drive the little Subaru sports cars. They don't have the coexist stickers; they're more likely to have either a triathlon, marathon or ironman sticker. And at least 2 Ragnar stickers alongside the rear window. And a Thule rack of some sort is a given. In addition to the man bun, they will rock a beard and will always be wearing an apple watch. In my 120 miles of commuting each day, not only can I say that my first paragraph is serious and accurate, I can also say that at least 90% of Versa Note drivers are men (average Joes) and totally unpretentious.

She is that person. Dammit!

My neighbor and I are close friends. We were coworkers/friends for a decade before becoming neighbors. She's the kind of person who will always help someone out with a smile. We got some snow the other day. I cleared my driveway and went back inside. Looking out the living room window, I noticed her driveway had not been cleared; just a small shoveled path that made it appear that someone had begun to shovel, but gave up. I could have gone over and snow blown her driveway. But her husband's truck was in the driveway. If he's home, he should be snowblowing, right??? He's a county corrections officer who works nights. The thing is, the snow stopped overnight. So it was ready to be taken care of as soon as he got home. He couldn't take the 30 minutes to clear that out for his wife before he went to bed?? For that reason, I did not clear their driveway. Am I a bad person???

Last night I tried to leave, cried so much I could not believeShe was the same girl I fell in love with long agoShe went in the back to get highI sat down on my couch and cried, yellin'"Oh, mama, please help me"Won't you hold my hand

I think $500 would be the most I'd ever pay for any ticket to any event. I don't judge anyone for spending thousands on one ticket. There's just nothing on earth I'd want to see in person that much. To each his/her own!

I brought my dog, Chloe, to the vet to be euthanized. The doctor told me it wouldn't be wrong to put her down (she had cancer), but offered an alternative treatment to give us more time together. I agreed to try it. At the end of our discussion, the doctor told me she could tell that I was not ready and Chloe still had a little time. I think I got another month to spend with my girl. When the time had actually come, I knew it. You can have 100 people respond to this thread, giving you advice based on their experiences ... and every single person will mean well. Your dog will tell you when it's time. Listen to your dog and listen to your heart. I wish you both the best.

Bravo, @HOUSE. Bravo!

I love me some Frank Gore. But there are guys in OTB who are capable of doing more.

I know you wanna leave me,But I refuse to let you go,If I have to beg, plead for your sympathy,I don't mind 'cause you mean that much to me.

Or, just run Gore between the tackles.

She said you hurt her so She almost lost her mind But now she says she knows You're not the hurting kind

Tonight I feel so weak But all in love is fair I turn the other cheek And I feel the slap and the sting of the foul night air And I know you're only human And I haven't got talking room But tonight while I'm making excuses Some other woman is making love to you Somebody bring me some water Can't you see I'm burning alive Can't you see my baby's got another lover I don't know how I'm gonna survive Somebody bring me some water Can't you see it's out of control Baby's got my heart and my baby's got my mind But tonight the sweet Devil's got my soul

Yeah .... that really worked well for the Bills.

I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation You're living in the past, it's a new generation A girl can do what she wants to do And that's what I'm gonna do And I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation Oh no, not me I don't give a damn 'bout my reputation Never said I wanted to improve my station And I'm only doing good when I'm havin' fun And I don't have to please no one And I don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation Oh no, not me Oh no, not me

I see what you did, there. Well-played, sir. Well-played.

You jump in front of my car when you, you know all the time that Ninety miles an hour, girl, is the speed I drive. You tell me it's alright, you don't mind a little pain. You say you just want me to take you for a ride. You're just like crosstown traffic, so hard to get through to you. Crosstown traffic, I don't need to run over you. Crosstown traffic, all you do is slow me down And I'm trying to get on the other side of town.

Only the ones who don't LOOK like they are.

Sister Suzy, Brother JohnMartin Luther, Phil and DonUncle Ernie, Auntie GinOpen the door, let 'em in, oh, yeah