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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 2:40:39 PM | Bestkept I love Joe****r...and I am adding that one to the next CD, I can play it for him , and dance all sexy and stuff eh?!
Now here we all are just having fun Where is that Hunter, is his cage nearly done
He's been buisy all weekend, so little time A hot poem from him would be truly devine
He has a way with the words, wouldn't you agree? He gets me all HOT and flustery!
So bring it on baby , us ladies are waiting on bended knee To read a sweet, sexy, poem from Hunter to ME! | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 3:29:05 PM | Southern am I.... Came from a long line... They talk like that all the time! The poem was a sweet bit So sweet you could eat it Seems the lil' wabbits ...come from a long line Of writting, poetry and rhyme!
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 3:30:17 PM | T...for the kids...
s'cuse me while I sip my soda s'cuse me while I slurp s'cuse me while I suck it down s'cuse me while I burp!
*BURP*!
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 3:38:02 PM | Also for the Wabblets....
I have a dog, his name is Fido I have raised him from a pup He can stand up on his hind legs... If you hold his front legs up!
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 3:51:37 PM | B.K.S., I have a dog,,,named HOBO,,,, he was just a little homeless,,clown,,, I found him in southern OHio,,, He is my main,,,squeeze,,, he loves his mommy,,, eager to please,,,, he can play dead,,, and shake a paw feather,,,, you tell him Right,,,,and he lifts the other,,,LOLLL Tell him hes,,,bad,,,he shakes his head,,, goes and hides,,,, until his name,,,,I call,,, he comes a running,,,,like a medic on call! He is a sweetie,,,I love him so,,,,, his smile,,,its sweet,,,, my love , he does know, so to all the canines,,,in the world..... let them,,,,please,,,,tails ,,,waggin,,, at the unfurled,,,minds of humans,,, I bet they laugh,,,watchin,,,go through,,,all the crap that we have,,,to,,, mine just shakes,,,his head,,,and says,,,, thats my Ma,,,,,she is nut-bred,,,,,lollllll  | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 3:59:38 PM | Hobo must luvs nut bred!
(my mom made this up when her two doggies where growling over their bones) lol
My bone's bigger than yorn bone, My bone's bigger than yorn........ My bone's bigger, and it taste better, My bone's bigger than yorn......

What to do, what to do..... Q's. Do puppies like to chase Wabbits? Do Hunter's take doggies out to find Wabbits? What will a Wabbit do?
A. Find a hole! Find a hole! | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 4:02:01 PM | On the twelfth day to meetin' My crazy heart 'still beatin'
Like a rock n roll song the beat is too strong
goo luck to yu! | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 4:15:13 PM | angel~gal,,,,this is a trip,,,,12 days,,to go!!!!
It is alove,,,,burning,,,fire,,, all to hear,,,sing of desire! all that listen,,,and all that read, their hearts,,,are better,,, their hearts,,,they bleed, so not to happen with many Fish, to be the same,,,,is my very wish, So let us make a pact, and find,,, the one true, love,,, the one so kind! I think, mine may be hiding,, here,,, Come on my darling,,, bring it near! LOLLLL  | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 5:00:01 PM | On the 12TH day till meeting Wabbit and Hunter are seeing The long day dressed in stars...
Soon will come good sleep ...and dreams so sweet, Of one more day counted down... 'til they're in each others arms...
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 5:21:35 PM | Cage is built, staining the insides Gotta add shelves and a few hides
Gotta get logs, for lizard to climb Gotta add leaves, won't cost a dime
Gotts build shelves, lizards need heat Gotta buy mice and chicks, for lizard to eat
Gotta add windows, so I can see Gotta add lizard, and I'll be happy
Still have to paint, make it look nice Hoping Wabbit don't scream, when it eats a few mice
I am excited, I love all kinds of critters Even like cats, when they have litters
I like reptiles, have kept them for years I like cute furries, with floppy ears
But my favorite critter, can anyone guess If you guessed Wabbits, you're right I confess | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 5:24:19 PM | Awwwwwwwwww I am so loving all these childhood memories....and the animals we love......very sweet, and makes this Wabbit tap her wabbit feet happily!!!
Welcome "angel~gal" to this ongoing tale of a Hunter chasing a wabbit...which is now his habit...We thank you for your well wishes...and please come back again soon!
Juleeeeeeeeees girl and Best Kept...........you are my soul sisters and in my heart so deep, nobody or nothing is going to ever remove or hurt what I feel for you two!
On the 12TH day till meeting Hunter said to me I want to swing in a squirrrlly nut tree with thee................
Yeah...or no?
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 5:31:29 PM | I aint sure about this 12 day thingie ya'll silly girls started, but being the sport I am I'll give it a shot.
On the 12TH day till meeting Wabbit said to me Just pick me up and pucker up for me | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 5:57:39 PM | Hunter:
I missed you dear man glad you've come out to play I know you had a buisy day Us ladies have been writing all kinds of things that being or wanting love can bring So glad to know you gave your love to me now in days I shall travel to thee to fall into your arms where it feels so right and treasure our 8 cwazzzzzy night......

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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 6:14:44 PM | I have had a busy weekend, Fixing cars and building a lizard cage. I have thought and missed my Wabbit And starting to feel my age
Ok that was silly, but I do need a neck rub | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 6:15:45 PM | I interupt your programming for this special message............................
Her plane lands, she waits for her man She has traveled very far, from a different land Sunshine's brightly, she enjoys the warm breeze She waits for her man, who knows how to please He soon drives up, and smiles at her She smiles back as he hops out confident and sure He runs and scoops her off of her feet He sets her down, and kisses her lips so sweet Hand and hand they look into each others eyes He loads her bags in the car, and lets out happy sighs They leave the airport, holding hands She takes her eyes off him, to gaze at her man's land They stop to grab a bite, Chinese food they eat Their hands wander under the table, her legs so soft and neat They eat and kiss, one hunger taking over They are eager to leave, and go lay in some clover She stares at him as he drives, to the river they now go To walk along the shoreline, here there is no snow He unfolds a blanket, opens up some wine They sit in blissful silence, and wait for stars to shine The sunset is beautiful, the river flows so free They end up in each others arms, underneath a tree The sun goes down, the wine is gone They might just stay right there, awaiting on the dawn They kiss with passion, their hands soon explore The more they kiss and touch, makes them wanting more The night air feels so right, as clothes are soon lost These two becoming one, no matter what the cost They lose themselves completely, existing all alone Out along the river bank, no radio or phone They explore each other, kissing here and there Hands and lips are going, as these two share So hot is their passion, so deep is their love They make love on the blanket, the stars shine bright above They finish together, laying in a heap Their hunger quenched, their love is so deep They lay under the stars, bodies soaked in sweat Still wrapped arm and arm, their aren't done yet Their hunger soon builds again, as they kiss into the night Their passion runs so deep, their bodies fit so right | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 6:28:15 PM |
Very sweet.....very HOT....very romantic......you encompass all of that in your poem my dear Hunter man.
Thank you......widdle wabbit.... you. | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 6:46:34 PM | Where are the squirrely girlies Where are the nut breds Did they all leave When they saw me posting in the threads These girls are crazy They are my friends They make me laugh and smile I hope it never ends So come out you squirrels Come on out and play I have had a hard weekend But I am done for the day | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 6:48:09 PM | They make love on the blanket, the stars shine bright above They finish together, laying in a heap Their hunger quenched, their love is so deep They lay under the stars, bodies soaked in sweat Still wrapped arm and arm, their aren't done yet Their hunger soon builds again, as they kiss into the night Their passion runs so deep, their bodies fit so right
Just then...boy scout troop 349 entered from the trees.... There were mouths gaped open and some snickering could be heard.... Hunter and Wabbit ran for the lake.... But then, so did they....
News at 11:00...
who knows what makes me do these things! lol
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 7:04:47 PM | OMG Best, that was too funny That would be bad, especially since I know most of the scouts here.
Best tunes in the news VCR is set She is gonna make a copy Sell on EBay? you bet She tracks down the troop Hoping one of the boys Had time to film With a cell phone with toys Blackmail on her mind Profits from EBay Giggling and wanting To see this roll in the hay | |
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| ....12 countdown...... Posted: 2/25/2007 7:24:12 PM |
loll,,,YOU ALL , MAKIN ME GIGGLE,,, wabbit,,,is gettin a big wiggle,,, Hunter you could romance a stone,,,your words,,,are HOTT<<,and so long gone!!!!!!!!!!!! T., I swear,,,if you are wishin,,,you could get more from missin,,,this cowboy,,and his sweet heart pumpin,,,,I am tellin you now,,,,you are all but,,,slumpin,,, he reads it like it is,,,and then,,,,he makes ya wanna come back again!!!!!!!!!!!!!
You two better find a more private place,,, those boy scouts,,,they are a different,,,race,, young boys,,,hormones flowing deep,,,, they do not need,,,,the sex,,,to sleep! loll,, so take it to the river,,, LOLL,,,it makes girls shiver,,, get it on,,,on the stone,,, dang,,,,that makes me quiver,,,, Ok,,,B.K.S.,,,,what the hey,,, what the mess? I know everybodys,,,havin fun,,,, except for me,,, I am havin,,,none,,, Oh well,,,my time, it is comin,,, you see,,, I am goin to take a vacation, you ' will see!
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| 11 more days.......... Posted: 2/26/2007 6:10:48 AM | Good morning everyone! I am so smiling as I read the posts from last night.....silly man of mine and such silly, cwazzzzzzzzzzy, nut-bred friends of mine!
I'm smiling at the vision concocted from "BestKept" of Boyscout troup 349 coming out of the trees.......yikes! Can you imagine? This widdle wabbit's cheeks would be bright red and she would be .........how this thread fluctuates, a book Best Kept suggested, funny because Hunter and I already discussed putting one together of all the best moments, we'll let you know how we make out with it. But wait the tale is far from done....Hunter and Wabbit have just begun!!!!
On the 11th day till meeting I'm thinking of my first plane ride and just how nervous I'm gonna be!
Still looking for more of your favourite song lyrics.......finished the 4th CD, and have 8 towards the 5th, quite the collection!
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| 11 more days.......... Posted: 2/26/2007 7:32:11 AM | Hunter brought up this album to me last night....one I was not familiar with, so I researched and came up with the lyrics for the main song......they made me think ....about the stranger within me, wonder if they will do the same for you?
The Stranger - Billy Joel
Well we all have a face That we hide away forever And we take them out and Show ourselves When everyone has gone Some are satin some are steel Some are silk and some are leather They're the faces of the stranger But we love to try them on
Well we all fall in love But we disregard the danger Though we share so many secrets There are some we never tell Why were you so surprised That you never saw the stranger Did you ever let your lover see The stranger in yourself?
Don't be afraid to try again Everyone goes south Every now and then You've done it, why can't Someone else? You should know by now You've been there yourself
Once I used to believe I was such a great romancer Then I came home to a woman That I could not recognize When I pressed her for a reason She refused to even answer It was then I felt the stranger Kick me right between the eyes
Well we all fall in love But we disregard the danger Though we share so many secrets There are some we never tell Why were you so surprised That you never saw the stranger Did you ever let your lover see The stranger in yourself?
Don't be afraid to try again Everyone goes south Every now and then You've done it why can't Someone else? You should know by now You've been there yourself
You may never understand How the stranger is inspired But he isn't always evil And he is not always wrong Though you drown in good intentions You will never quench the fire You'll give in to your desire When the stranger comes along. | |
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| 11 more days.......... Posted: 2/26/2007 11:44:41 AM | "Enjoyment comes in simple things, the flower, the heart, the promise of a new start. The joy of what tomorrow brings, the joy in so many little things."
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| 11 more days.......... Posted: 2/26/2007 12:36:12 PM | AWWWWWWWWWW,,,T., you got that from me,,,!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am giving,,,an Irish blessing,,,,to you dear Wabbit,,,and hunter,,, May I say,,,for you both!!!!!!!!!!!
Thou Shamrock of good omens, Beneath the bank growing, The seven joys are: Joy of health, Joy of friends, Joy of kine (cattle), Joy of sheep, Joy of sons, daughters fair, Joy of peace. Joy of God! Thou shamrock of promise, Bounty and blessing thou art at all times.
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| 11 more days.......... Posted: 2/26/2007 1:45:41 PM | The days, they are now eleven (though Wabbit and Hunter wish they were seven...) till these lovebirds shall be in heaven with their engines stokin' and revvin'!
(forgive me........it's hard to find words to rhyme with 11....I thought of working in Kevin or Devon, but thought Hunter might not find that too funny.........)  | |
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