tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510991719389610417.post8845591173344754831..comments2023-05-03T03:53:55.474-07:00Comments on Atticus Lives: It's Time To Hang Up Your Boa!catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08651406287846818584noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510991719389610417.post-23391161802320951262010-01-08T19:37:32.502-08:002010-01-08T19:37:32.502-08:00Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your ol...Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510991719389610417.post-77283480209964439442008-01-06T14:17:00.000-08:002008-01-06T14:17:00.000-08:00amazing. I´m on the other side of the continent an...amazing. I´m on the other side of the continent and i could have written every word you wrote (if I was as good writer :) <BR/>I was looking for the exactly spelling of the sentence cause I problably watched the same 10 min of the same non-recomended show you watched to write something about the same lesson... <BR/>After all, feeling like keeping my boa.<BR/>Feliz 2008<BR/>RenataAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02710861992784701010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510991719389610417.post-22398538652727451412007-04-04T20:32:00.000-07:002007-04-04T20:32:00.000-07:00I have to admit there were a few times, only after...I have to admit there were a few times, only after fighting for the black leotard, that Ben and I turned for the boa.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510991719389610417.post-67009995156689493302007-04-02T10:39:00.000-07:002007-04-02T10:39:00.000-07:00i am laughing and laughing-i am laughing and laughing-For nowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00556964636208012925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510991719389610417.post-61239355219207913532007-03-30T14:28:00.000-07:002007-03-30T14:28:00.000-07:00Im so glad to see that "Atticus Lives" has a light...Im so glad to see that "Atticus Lives" has a lighter more slutty side to it...enough saidAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510991719389610417.post-20842908352014869992007-03-29T12:52:00.000-07:002007-03-29T12:52:00.000-07:00"The love song of J Alfred Prufrock" by T.S. Eliot..."The love song of J Alfred Prufrock" by T.S. Eliot with 1st verse in Italian.<BR/>http://www.bartleby.com/198/1.html<BR/><BR/>Not only peaches but also time on the beach!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510991719389610417.post-6519881042346302602007-03-29T09:33:00.000-07:002007-03-29T09:33:00.000-07:00I loved that boa - it will always be the supreme d...I loved that boa - it will always be the supreme dress up.angiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06530571790165618032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510991719389610417.post-14956918794356204392007-03-28T19:15:00.000-07:002007-03-28T19:15:00.000-07:00I'm so mad at myself, but when I moved I got rid o...I'm so mad at myself, but when I moved I got rid of most of my books, including my old BYU textbooks. Anyway there is a poem, which I just barely remember from my college days, and I am sure I'm being foolish to try and quote it, but the title had something to do to with J. Alfred Prucock--or something like that. Anyway it was about a man getting older, and one of the things he asks is "Do I dare to eat a peach?" I've always remembered that, because sometimes as I get older I become so afraid of trying anything new and being foolish that I stagnate and can barely walk out the door. Or I do the opposite and throw caution away and make a total fool of myself. I hope you never throw away your boa.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8510991719389610417.post-21528446992353659582007-03-28T17:35:00.000-07:002007-03-28T17:35:00.000-07:00Honey keep flanting that boa til they pry it from ...Honey keep flanting that boa til they pry it from your cold dead fingers. Make sure it is the right man that you are giving the cat's eye.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com