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Two interesting quotes...

She's a slightly silly flavor of dignified. - Said by howardtayler when describing his grand mother. I immediately thought of draquin however.

Sometimes gaming with geeks is like eating jello with a chainsaw. Interesting but painful - From today's User Friendly.

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draquin
Jul. 27th, 2004 03:13 am (UTC)
"She's a slightly silly flavor of dignified. - Said by howardtayler when describing his grand mother. I immediately thought of Draquin however."

I'll put you over my knee, you young whippersnapper you...
paradigmshifty
Jul. 27th, 2004 03:24 am (UTC)
Just remember...
You're 30th birthday is coming up, and discussions as to how to correctly mark this occasion are already underway.

Currently, the argument is whether we get you a male stripper, or a full night with a male prostitute. Price is probably going to be the deciding factor, so we have appointed research assistants to find out what we can get for our money...
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Desert Rose

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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