"Stop pointing fingers and take some blame
Pull your future away from the flame
Open up your mind and start to live
Stop short changing your neighbors
Living off hand outs and favors
And maybe give a little bit more than you got to give"
Bob Ritchie
P.S. Go back and read it again....don't think you got it the first time.
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7 comments:
Excellent advice!!
Can you think of a way to push it to his iPod?
I hope you don't mind me coming in here, I'm ducking for cover from the madness that is the Mayo blog at the moment.
Belated Happy Birthday for yesterday, hope you had a great day.
Reading your post from yesterday I see we are on the same wavelength.
I said to Mayo is his current post the lull before the storm.
Also the cynical part of me wonders if the Lyn situation is to use her as a scapegoat,
because if the shit does hit the fan who do you think is going to get it in the neck ?
Just thinking out loud.
God, that makes me sound a right user by saying I'm just ducking for cover.
Sorry, didn't mean it that way, I do lurk I just, ahh , I don't know what I'm talking about!
Tell me to bog off if you want to.
Bob Ritchie is the effing MAN! Hellz yeah. I don't think Gerard would even know how to respond to a real individual such as Mr. Ritchie. I have a feeling he would be quite intimidated, don't you?
It's your lies, Gee, you tell'em how you want to.
Well, lost spirits return
So maybe i can learn
To stop this world of a lie
To this earth we are bound i ask you
Are we, are we ourselves?
Are we, are we ourselves?
m.
they dissect me while i am gone
you understand though
dont you ??
m.
I try...I try so hard to understand but I can't lie. Most of the time, I don't even understand myself.
It doesn't stop me though....I'll offer you what I have to give...take it if it's what you need.
I hope it's what you need.
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