i think she went in the back room with him and his dog. she is naughty.

And what did you do when you got there? Did you hang out with the Fuhrer?

Is that the best comment you could come up with, you could had at least tell me whats wrong with it.

Yeah, you just keep convincing yourself of that. The average car costs $30,000 but I can still by a head of lettuce for $.69, gee I wonder how that works out. 100's of billions of dollars dedicated to instruments of war, but little angel maria can't go to school cause there's not enough room. They've shut down more then 50% of the county clinics here, and a doctors visit cost $90.00. Fuck you, I'm praying for the day the economy collapses.

divorced, of course. the poem is more and less than it appears. think of it as the frayed hem of the fatal arras that unlucky polonius chose. watch for more. oedipus is working on his archery, and writing about it, and i have some new slots to fill on the reanker. i like having a theme.

I know a biscuit is a cookie, What I don't understand is why you would refer to them as something as unappetizing as a 'digestive'. It was explained to me yesterday. I just keep picturing some bloated guy munching on a choc. disc. I think it's a good idea. It's difficult to get people to eat their vegetables. They sell them at a place called Trader Joe's but I don't remember the packaging carrying the word digestive.

I'm glad you can appreciate the poem without agreeing with the politics. But you still sound like a Tory to me.

That's all right wing nonsense. Do you use the NHS? Receive any social security benefits? Do you fancy having a pension when you get old? All those things are tangible benefits of socialist thinking. Never forget it was Nye Bevan, finest Labour politician in history, who created the health service. As it goes, I do feel guilty for having been born middle class, when my grandfather was a coal miner for fifty years. By the way, do you appreciate the reference to the Labour Party constitution at the end? It's probably a bit obscure, really.

Thank you for clearing that up. To me, a biscuit is something sweet and crunch - perhaps what might otherwise be called a cookie. They form a vital part of my life.

Not only do you need to go to school, it is illegal for your parents to prevent you. If Social Services find out about this there could be trouble. Please try and sort this out. Not wanting to sacre you unduly, but the authorities don't look on this sort of thing kindly.

You have talented friends.

in america, a biscuit is made with white flour, salt, and buttermilk. it is fluffy and white and saly, and you sop up gravy with it, or put butter on it abd eat it with fried chicken. always made and eaten fresh and hot, never from a factory. thus the confusion. yes, mcvities are delicious. a store near me has them, and i treat myself every once in a while. they are more like what we call graham crackers than biscuits, though.