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<title>Blogs for REALLYRED9.</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog?REALLYRED9</link>
<description>HEY THERE..WOULD LIKE TO BE YOUR  RIDING PARTNER FOR THE SUMMER.</description>
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<title>DO YOU LISTEN TO GOSSIP THEN  KICK THE PERSON TO THE CURB?</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=116981</link>
<pubDate>05-JAN-09</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you hear gossip about someone and¿don't know them¿well, do you go along with the gossip and kick the person to the curb, ¿or do you have some class and stop it in its track?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What are your thoughts on the subject? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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<title>"WHOO HOO" GALS!!!!</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=116801</link>
<pubDate>30-DEC-08</pubDate>
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OK...where are you?¿ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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<title>Stopping By.......</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=107500</link>
<pubDate>09-MAY-08</pubDate>
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to say hello. SO WHAT HAVE I MISSED??? Tell me..tell me!!!

Warm hugs your way!!!
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<title>LIVING WILL</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=72360</link>
<pubDate>19-SEP-07</pubDate>
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Last night my friend and I were sitting in the living room and I said, "I never want to live in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and fluids.

She got up,  unplugged the TV and threw out my wine!  She's such a bitch!
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<title>Off Into The Sunset</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=65600</link>
<pubDate>17-AUG-07</pubDate>
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Where would you go?  

I'd like a cabin in the mountains.
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<title>Like It or Not???</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=65660</link>
<pubDate>18-AUG-07</pubDate>
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When someone is flirting with you...are you attracted or is it a turn off?  Many of have a sense of humor and kid around on the blogs, but it seems some folks think that's your true character.
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<title>WHAT'S THE ANSWER?</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=61842</link>
<pubDate>02-AUG-07</pubDate>
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Is it the men or women who are in favor of a little first date lovin?
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<title>What Is Life All About????</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=65401</link>
<pubDate>16-AUG-07</pubDate>
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Life is all about ass....

You're either covering it
Laughing it off
Kicking it
Busting it
Trying to get a piece of it
Behaving like one 
...OR...you live with one

What ya think??
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<title>AIN'T THAT RIGHT GIRL!</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=65400</link>
<pubDate>16-AUG-07</pubDate>
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A minister decided that a visual demonstration would add emphasis to his Sunday sermon. Four worms were placed into four separate jars.

The first worm was put in a container of alcohol (JACK DANIELS)

The second worm was put in a container of cigarette smoke (LUCKY STRIKES)

The third worm was put into a container of chocolate syrup (HERSHEY'S)

The fourth worm was put into a container of good clean soil.

At the conclusion of the sermon, the minister reported the following results:

1st worm in alcohol - DEAD
2nd worm in cigarette smoke - DEAD
3rd worm in chocolate syrup - DEAD
4th worm in good soil - ALIVE

So the minister asked the congregation "what can you learn from this demonstration?"

MAXINE was sitting in the back, quickly raised her hand and said "As long as you DRINK, SMOKE AND EAT CHOCOLATE, you won't have worms"!!!!

That pretty much ended the service!
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<title>Yes Indeed!</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=62460</link>
<pubDate>04-AUG-07</pubDate>
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It takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them!
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<title>Every Day</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=62600</link>
<pubDate>05-AUG-07</pubDate>
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should be filled with????
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<title>SELF-CONFIDENCE</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=62200</link>
<pubDate>03-AUG-07</pubDate>
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Do you have it and can you tell if another does/does not?
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<title>God's Gift To Women</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=53840</link>
<pubDate>02-JUL-07</pubDate>
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B R A I N S!!!!
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<title>I FEEL GOOOOOD!</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=61840</link>
<pubDate>02-AUG-07</pubDate>
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Do you???
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<title>HUGGGSSS!</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=61900</link>
<pubDate>02-AUG-07</pubDate>
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Can you spare one!
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<title>FRIENDS WITHOUT FACES</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=60700</link>
<pubDate>29-JUL-07</pubDate>
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We sit and we type
And we start at our screens
We all have to wonder
What this possibly means

With our mouse we roam
Through the rooms in a maze
Looking for something or someone
As we sit in a daze

We chat with each other
We type all our woes
Small groups we do form
And gang up on our foes

We wait for somebody
To type out our name
We want recognition
But it's always the same

We give kisses and hugs
and sometimes we flirt
In IM's we chat deeply
And reveal why we hurt

We do form friendships
But why we don't know
But some of these friendships
Will flourish and grow

Why is it on screen
We can be so bold
Telling our secrets 
That have never been told

Why is it we share
The thoughts in our mind
With those we can't see
As though we were blind

The answer is simple
It is as clear as a bell
We all have our problems
And need someone to tell

Even though it is crazy
The truth still remains
They are friends without faces
And odd little names
 

&gt;TEAGE&lt;
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<title>When We Die----------</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=60220</link>
<pubDate>27-JUL-07</pubDate>
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Do you think we come back as someone or something else?
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<title>I Got a Brand New Pair of Roller Skates</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=59921</link>
<pubDate>26-JUL-07</pubDate>
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You got a brand new key! 

Remember those days?  Thought we were so special cause we had a key! And a bike with a light to see in the evening...oh my!  LOL
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<title>TEXAS CIRCLE FLIES</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=59600</link>
<pubDate>25-JUL-07</pubDate>
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A cowboy from Texas gets pulled over by an Arizona DPS Trooper for speeding. The trooper started to lecture the cowboy about his speeding and in general began to throw his weight around to try to make the cowboy feel uncomfortable.  Finally the trooper got around to writing out the ticket.  As he was doing so, he kept swatting at some flies that were buzzing around his head.

The cowboys says, "y'all havin' some problem with them circle flies?"  The trooper stopped writing the ticket and said, "well yeah, if that's what they're called.  But I've never heard of circle flies."

"Well sir," the cowboy replied, "circle flies hang around ranches. They're called circle flies because they're almost always found circling around the back end of a horse."  The trooper says, "oh" and goes back to writing the ticket.  But, a moment later he stops and asks, "are you callin' me a horse's ass?"  "No sir," the cowboy replied.  "I have too much respect for the law enforcement to call y'all a horse's ass."  "That's a good thing" the trooper says and goes back to writing the ticket.

After a long pause the cowboy, in his best Texas drawl says, "hard to fool them flies though."
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<title>As I Mature</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=58920</link>
<pubDate>23-JUL-07</pubDate>
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I've learned that you cannot make someone love you.  All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.

I've learned that no matter how much you care some people are just assholes.

I've learned that it takes years to build trust and it only takes suspicion, not proof, to destroy it.

I've learned that you can get by on charm for about 15 minutes.  After that you better have a big willy or huge boobs.

I've learned that you shouldn't compare yourself to others. They are more screwed up than you think. 

I've learned regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be a lot of money to take its place.

I've learned that the people you care most about in life are taken from you too soon and all the less important ones just never go away!
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<title>LIVE A LIFE THAT MATTERS</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=58680</link>
<pubDate>22-JUL-07</pubDate>
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Ready or not, someday it will all come to an end.

There will be no more sunrises,
no minutes, hours or days.

All the things you collected whether treasured or forgotten will pass to someone else. 

Your wealth, fame and temporal power will shrivel to irrelevance.

It will not matter what you owned or what you were owed.

Your grudges, resentments, frustrations and jealousies will finally disappear.

So, too, your hopes, ambitions, plans and to-do lists will expire.

The wins and losses that once seemed so important will fade away

It won't matter whether you were beautiful or brilliant.
Even your gender and skin color will be irrelevant.

So what will matter?

Not what you bought, but what you built;
Not what you got, but what you gave.
Not your success, but your significance.
Not what you learned, but what you taught.

Every act of integrity, compassion, courage or sacrifice that enriched empowered or encouraged others to emulate your example.

Not your competence, but your character.

Not how many people you knew, but how many will feel a lasting loss when you're gone.

Not your memories, but the memories that live in those who loved you.

How long you will be remembered, by whom and for what.

Living life that matters doesn't happen by accident. It's not a matter of circumstance but of choice.

Choose to live a life that matters! 

Michael Josephson
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<title>COLORS</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=57421</link>
<pubDate>18-JUL-07</pubDate>
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It's been said that

1) those who dress in red ar econfident of themselves

2) those who dress in yellow enjoy their beauty

3) those who dress in black want to be unnoticed and need your help and understanding! 

OMG, who doesn't like black!!! lol
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<title>THE FRIENDSHIP BRACELET</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=57420</link>
<pubDate>18-JUL-07</pubDate>
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KEEP IT GOING...

Best wishes and hugs to my dear friend Sassy.
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<title>OUCH!!!!</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=57200</link>
<pubDate>17-JUL-07</pubDate>
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A motorcycle patrolman was rushed to the hospital with an inflamed appendix.  The doctors operated and advised him that all was well.  However, the patrolman kept feeling something pulling at the hairs in his crotch. Worried that it might be a second surgery the doctors hadn't told him about, he finally got enough energy to pull his hospital gown up enough so he could look at what was making him so  uncomfortable.

Taped firmly across his pubic hair were three wide strips of adhesive tape, the kind that doesn't come off easily. 

Written in large black letters was the sentence:

"GET WELL SOON...from the nurse in the Jeep you pulled over last week."
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<title>Outside The Box</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=56380</link>
<pubDate>13-JUL-07</pubDate>
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Have you stepped outside of a "comfortable zone" that you aren't used to (learning to ride, starting a business, fighting a fire, raising a child on your own)?

I felt simply awful last year when quite a few things went down the drain due to family issues, including the publishing of my book...BUT I'm stepping out once again in an effort to see it accomplished. I keep telling myself "ME JANE" lol
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<title>HMMMMM What Ya Think?</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=56800</link>
<pubDate>15-JUL-07</pubDate>
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Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me twice, shame on me
Fool me three times, and we could have a relationship!
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<title>SURPRISE IN EVERY PACKAGE</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=56620</link>
<pubDate>15-JUL-07</pubDate>
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I LUV surprises, don't you?

They say there's a surprise in every package...what's yours?
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<title>What Do Ya Think???</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=56580</link>
<pubDate>14-JUL-07</pubDate>
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Do men talk "less" than women???

I don't know...I've met some chitty chatty fellas lol!
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<title>If I Could..</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=53480</link>
<pubDate>01-JUL-07</pubDate>
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I would... would you?
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<title>Who Would It Be?????</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=53200</link>
<pubDate>30-JUN-07</pubDate>
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If you had one actor/actress to spend the night with, who would it be?

I choose Tom Selleck OH HEAVENS!
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<title>God Bless Us</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=56381</link>
<pubDate>13-JUL-07</pubDate>
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One and All...
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<title>50 Ways To Leave Your Lover</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=54600</link>
<pubDate>05-JUL-07</pubDate>
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Remember the song? Never came up with 50 ways.  What would be your way of leaving a lover?  

Mine is ...

Put Bubba in a den with KEN
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<title>BEDTIME PRAYER</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=54840</link>
<pubDate>06-JUL-07</pubDate>
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Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray for a man, who's not a creep
One who's handsome, smart and strong.
He's not afraid to admit when he is wrong
One who thinks before he speaks
When he promises to call, he doesn't wait 6 weeks

I pray that he is gainfully employed
Won't lose his cool when he's annoyed
Pulls out my chair &amp; opens my door
Massages my back and begs to do more

Oh! Send me a man who will make love to my mind
Knows what to say when I ask "how fat is my behind"

One who'll make love till my body's a ""itchin" "
He brings ME a sandwich too, when he goes to the kitchen

I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And would never compare me with my best friend

Thank You in advance and now I'll just wait,
for I know You will send him before it's too late!

Sweet Mercy...AMEN!
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<title>DREAMS</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=54420</link>
<pubDate>05-JUL-07</pubDate>
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Keep this in mind, even if someone pulled the rug from under your feet and you feel all is lost...

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow


LH
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<title>THE FARM - Hippy Commune</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=53460</link>
<pubDate>01-JUL-07</pubDate>
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I know you through time and space
I can see your presence across the sands of the desert reach out to me

With your gentleness and kindness and love, there is a glow within your eyes that extends to the sun
I know you so well and will always know you and love you for who you are and who you will be.

We reach out across the distances, hands touching, feeling presence.

We share visions, brotherhood,  sisterhood, family and friends and we share blood. The blood of our ancestor's ways. The tribe still within its mother's womb. We create, we stumble, we fall, we laugh and we play with each other. Our toys are our emotions. Our hopes for a new way of living, sharing, giving. An evolution caught up in the thralls of the rapids of our times, in another life, in another time.

I knew you so well and for now I will keep on knowing you and loving you.  
 
Written by Alan Gaf, "Hippy Lawyer"  The Farm Commune, backwoods of Tennessee
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<title>RANDOM ACTS OF KINDNESS</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=53180</link>
<pubDate>30-JUN-07</pubDate>
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As we journey through this lifetime, let us remember we are not alone. WE HAVE EACH OTHER. We only look like strangers until we meet. Whatever act of kindness you can do for another human being will not only aid them in their life journey, it will also enhance the quality of yours.

A kind word, some loose change for a phone call, or a few minutes of  your time to listen to a troubled soul.  These are all unselfish acts and at the same time a priceless gift to someone in need.  When you give to another unselfishly, out of genuine care and concern, your deed will not go unrewarded.

So one day, when all may seem lost for you, a stranger may be there...with a kind word, some loose change for a phone call or an ear to listen to your troubled soul.  And when you look into the eyes of this kind soul who has stopped to help you out, know that God has hand picked this Angel to return to you the kindness you have shared.
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<title>" GROPING "</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=50380</link>
<pubDate>21-JUN-07</pubDate>
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While dancing to the music of a live band, A biker's hand groped me. What's your thought on someone doing that?
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<title>Never Choke in a Southern Restaurant</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=52640</link>
<pubDate>28-JUN-07</pubDate>
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Two hillbillies walk into a restaurant. After ordering their cornbread and beans, they talk about the latest addition to their junkyard business.

Suddenly a woman at a nearby table, who is eating a sandwich, begins to cough. After a minute or so it becomes apparent that she is in real distress.

One of the hillbillies looks at her and says "Kin ya swallar?" The woman shakes her head no.

"Kin ya breathe?" The woman begins to turn blue and shakes her head no.

The hillbilly walks over to the woman, lifts up the back of her dress,  yanks down her drawers and quickly gives her right butt cheek a lick with his tongue.

The woman is so shocked that she has a violent spasm and the obstruction flies out of her mouth. As she begins to breathe again, the hillbilly walks slowly back to the bar.

His partner says "Ya know, I'd heerd of that there "Hind Lick Maneuver', but I ain't never seed nobody do it."

Wooo hooo!!!
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<title>BAR STOOL BOP ANYONE?</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=49680</link>
<pubDate>19-JUN-07</pubDate>
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Now, try and figure this one out! Yes indeed!
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<title>SHE WHO SETS HER OWN PACE</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=51200</link>
<pubDate>23-JUN-07</pubDate>
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She who sets her own pace to do it all, have it all and be it all was exhausting!  

It was time for her to let go of the sterotypes that created the illusion she was trying to maintain.  Giving up the fast track of life, she enveloped a new sense of freedom in knowing that there is no beauty to be found in excess, that bigger is not better and that happiness is an inside job.  She let go of her "Martha Moments of Fantasy" for the reality that one pot of flowers is just as beautiful as an entire manicured garden.  That the same chocolate chip cookies day after day, can be far more endearing than a "cookie of the week."  That haphazard, carefree mistakes open up new creativity. That truth is much better than the flights of fantasy or wanting what is not the reality of our own lives.  She saw that life is full of messy relationships that encouraged patience and understanding, charity that brought love and compassion to her life, and an abundance of forgotten time that brought peace.  She finally let go... this was the ultimate gift she gave herself! 

((by Suzy Toronto)
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<title>When I Let Go!</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=51081</link>
<pubDate>23-JUN-07</pubDate>
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When I let go, I was letting go of my need to understand, have the answers and be a martyr.

Letting go meant I was willing to embrace the gifts my parents had given me while they were alive and even after their deaths, and was releasing all that no longer empowered me.

Letting go meant I could no longer blame my mother and father for the negative things that had happened to me.

Letting go meant I had to be responsible for myself.

Letting go meant I had to claim myself with all of my faults, imperfections and pain as well as all my strengths, talents and potential for joy.

Letting go meant I was giving up my excuses.

When I let go... I found ME!
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<title>Do You???</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=50920</link>
<pubDate>22-JUN-07</pubDate>
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Do you ever relive fond memories of a past love and compare them (kissing, speaking, etc.) to someone you're currently dating?
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<title>Bye Friends!</title>
<link>http://www.BikerKiss.com/blog_messages?blog_id=40402</link>
<pubDate>18-APR-07</pubDate>
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Thanks for all the love and support given to me throughout my stay on BK.  It's been quite a ride!  

REMEMBER, LOVE ONE ANOTHER AS HE HAS LOVED YOU!  

Hugs your way,

RED
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