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OJ He was my hero when I was growing up. And then he became the reason I stopped thinking of celebrities as heroes. (This was long before the murders - in the early 80s, there were numerous reports of domestic violence from his house.)

I'd gladly lose me to find you I'd gladly give up all I had To find you I'd suffer anything and be glad I'd pay any price just to get you I'd work all my life and I will To win you I'd stand naked, stoned and stabbed I'd call that a bargain The best I ever had The best I ever had

What's my kink? At my age, it's my lower back.

LEDs don't use much power, and when you consider the energy required to boil the potato, it's a pretty inefficient way to power a light.

So now I'm praying for the end of time To hurry up and arrive 'Cause if I gotta spend another minute with you I don't think that I can really survive

A very enlightening LAMP post. ?

You know how those close calls never seem to go our way? Expect that trend to continue at an increased rate. "Hey, you got a nice little football team there. Wouldn't want anything to happen to it." - NFL Mafia

Offensive play calling was the bigger issue at that point. Protect the ball and burn the clock would have been the right moves; he chose to throw instead - in field goal range, if I recall correctly - which allowed a turnover that sparked the comeback.

The reason I say I'm on the road again The police arrest me for sellin' gin Sold my gin and I sold it straight The police brought me to my woman's gate She opened the door, she nodded her head She said, "Furry, you're welcome to my foldin' bed"

If you took all the girls I knew when I was single And brought 'em all together for one night I know they'd never match my sweet imagination Everything looks worse in black and white

Well, I'm a steamroller, baby I'm bound to roll all over you Yes, I'm a steamroller, baby I'm bound to roll all over you I'm gonna inject your soul with some sweet rock 'n roll And shoot you full of rhythm and blues

Darling, you got to let me know Should I stay or should I go? If you say that you are mine I'll be here 'til the end of time So you got to let me know Should I stay or should I go?

Now you're looking for me up in the basement You can look down in the Milky Way Oh, holler my name and I won't hear you Cause I'm in a higher place I got a made up mind I got a made up mind And you're thinking I might break down in time You're gonna find I've got a made up mind

I don't blame him. That's his hometown team and that's where he had his best years. As for his anger about being traded for a bag of peanuts, I know what it's like to be mistreated by an employer after years of dedicated service, but I recognize the difference between the organization that treated me well for the bulk of my time there and a certain executive who tried to screw me over. Shady is mature enough to see that too.

It's alright if you love me It's alright if you don't I'm not afraid of you runnin' away, honey I get the feeling you won't

"Handball" was already taken.

Looking for a similar response, I would have posted, "Hall of Fame discovers missing ballots: Tasker gets in!"

Lois Lane please put me in your plan Yeah, Lois Lane you don't need no Superman Come on downtown and stay with me tonight I got a pocket full of kryptonite

"Forward" he cried, from the rear And the front rank died And the general sat, and the lines on the map Moved from side to side

"It was a million-to-one shot, Doc. A million-to-one."

Here comes another song about Mexico I just can't help myself I lost my old lady Got my lures Got my bobbers Now I'm gonna go Got off in the wrong direction Found a hooker and lost my erection So I had to lie In the letter to the boys back home

He said I come from the land of darkness He said I come from the land of doom He said I come from the land of Gamehendge From the land of the big baboon But I'm never never going back there And I couldn't if I tried Cause I come from the land of Lizards And the Lizards they have died And the Lizards they have died And the Lizards they have died And the Lizards they have died

So goodbye yellow brick road Where the dogs of society howl You can't plant me in your penthouse I'm going back to my plough

Red and white Blue suede shoes. I'm Uncle Sam How do you do? Gimme five I'm still alive. Ain't no luck I learned to duck!