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Keep at it! Um... Keep at it, or I shall come to your house and steal all the chocolate inside!

The basic thing is that Gor is a planet away from here, and they have leaders called the Priest Kings. The Priest Kings go out to other planets and steal people, eg: Earth. On Gor, women are subserviant to men in all things. They are either a Free Woman, or they are a slave. There are many...

Heh, well, I hope that you manage to play along until you can get to that wonderful rush.

Okay, this is really just a pet peeve of mine, but did you know that you used roar as the rhyme twice? Other than that, it did seem as though you forced the poem into a certain rhyme scheme, which of course makes the poem seem forced instead of flowing naturally. All the same, however, I...

Hanman, I think I love you for the giggles you've just given me. You gotta love the weird phrases the man uses. What the hell does "shoot a pickle" mean? Anyone?

Ahh, that's cleared about. The willpower bit, as in. Listen, I'm not attacking your belief, which is what I'm going to see it as whether you like it or not. I'm just saying that I see it that way. If you don't, fine: Believe I'm wrong. ;) Also, I looked up <i>God is not great - How...

I read The Perks of Being a Wallflower when I was fourteen and have since bought it to add to my collection of treasured books. It's a really great story about a kid who's got some real issues, but has fun anyway. He's a freshman in high school, and meets up with a couple of seniors and makes...

Actually, I liked the review. It made me giggle. The way he write sometimes has that effect on me. I like that he points out that there's really no such thing as a spoiler at this point; everyone who's going to read it, really, has already read it.

I have to admit that Chris seems to have a more logical standpoint. If you had no belief whatsoever, then you wouldn't have an opinion. So I'm gonna have to go with the idea that atheists are believers, just in nothingness rather than somethingness. Also, I wasn't talking about willpower...

I believe in reincarnation. Then again, I believe in belief, really. I think that the subconcious is capable of all sorts of things, and that the most logical way of viewing it all is that what you believe in happens. Atheists and agnostics go poof. Christians go to their own, slowly...

I love the way your poems fool me. They start out coherent, so I keep reading, but by the end, I have a headache.

I'm sort of glad that she didn't whack Harry. I'd been a little sad about the sorta death he had, thinking it would've been nice if he'd gone out in a blaze of glory or something. Then, a friend of mine was telling me about how her kid read the end of the book first, then got to the part where...

Glad you like it so far. Feel free to mingle all you want. ^_^

Beer, you made me feel drunk reading that post. The font size changes were spooooky. o_o Flowers are good. I'd plant marigolds if I were you. Also: Yay, link!

That was brief. Seems a bit pointless to me, but I might just not like short poems. The picture seemed to just make it extra silly.

Weird. I always just write it out, though I haven't tried to in blogs yet. Might have to do that for a while yourself, until someone fixes it.

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The Great Dictator (1940) - Charlie Chaplin is great in this; it goes without saying that it's a comedy. It's about Hitler. The Manchurian Candidate (1962) - Apparently, not many people liked this when it came out, because Frank Sinatra plays a "bad guy", but Mummy and I love it. Definitely...

I'm a sentimental girl, so I'd miss love. There's none to be seen...in my opinion, this includes between the main character and others. My sweetie is in another country, too, and that country might fall inside one of the other two in the book. That'd be pretty poutish a situation.

These two bits seemed a little off to me: there was a blurry recollection of something before this when, this place, but soon the image distorted like the reflection in a puddles wakened surface, a coruscated glimmer feigned to wink at him in the distance, as if it a doorway down a far...