Ogg wrote:What broswer are you using?schuette wrote:how come I cant see your pics any more
explorer...same as always
oh and I left when I was 18 but ended up moving back when I was 20 till about 24/25
Pics of us
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Well thankyou for exposing your inner-most feelings and allowing us to share in your agony of relevation.schuette wrote: ...oh and I left when I was 18 but ended up moving back when I was 20 till about 24/25
'Hearts bared'? hardly...we've all known each other for so long the now it feels so easy to converse,, albeit diversleyawip2062 wrote:Oh man, I stay offline for a day and....wow!
Grand pictures go up and hearts are bared! Whew.
You know I do believe it will be five years soon, yep...FIVE years since I first arrived here, if you can't open up to five year long friends then therapy may be in order .I dunno, it's somewhat reassuirng that people struggle with the same kinda every-day hassles no matter where they are...you are NOT alone.
Five years here...is that good or just rather sad?
Great Pix all 
I was 9 when my Dad died and my Mother never re-married. She raised 5 kids on her own and did a AWESOME!! job. I Love Adri's Rose Tattoo Here are some recent PIX 
Patrick---
Me and my Neice Callie------
Me, Callie and Her little brother Jackson-------
I was 9 when my Dad died and my Mother never re-married. She raised 5 kids on her own and did a AWESOME!! job. I Love Adri's Rose Tattoo Here are some recent PIX Patrick---
Me and my Neice Callie------
Me, Callie and Her little brother Jackson-------
Rush on! AnalogK....aka "The Count"
oh piss off you smart arseschuette wrote: Well thankyou for exposing your inner-most feelings and allowing us to share in your agony of relevation.
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He's a little angel
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Ogg, I'd say it is good, but then I like this place. Zep is really enjoying getting to know people here and says he likes the sense of community we have. I think I really appreciate how we don't all see eye to eye, but we all make it work somehow.
Countie, my, your mother had her work cut out for her! Seems she made a good go of it though, you have turned out well, that's for sure!
Keep sharing pictures of your family with us. It's great to see you and the kids!
Countie, my, your mother had her work cut out for her! Seems she made a good go of it though, you have turned out well, that's for sure!
Keep sharing pictures of your family with us. It's great to see you and the kids!
Onward and Upward!
Aye, I have to agree...but five years?awip2062 wrote:Ogg, I'd say it is good, but then I like this place. Zep is really enjoying getting to know people here and says he likes the sense of community we have. I think I really appreciate how we don't all see eye to eye, but we all make it work somehow.
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It's the Arts!
Host: Last week the Royal Festival Hall saw the first performance of a new symphony by one of the world's leading modern composers, Arthur 'Two sheds' Jackson. Mr Jackson.
Jackson: Hello.
Host: May I just sidetrack for one moment. This -- what shall I call it -- nickname of yours...
Jackson: Ah yes.
Host: "Two sheds". How did you come by it?
Jackson: Well, I don't use it myself, but some of my friends call me "Two Sheds".
Host: And do you in fact have two sheds?
Jackson: No, I've only got one. I've had one for some time, but a few years ago I said I was thinking of getting another, and since then some people have called me "Two Sheds".
Host: In spite of the fact that you only have one.
Jackson: Yes.
Host: And are you still intending to purchase this second shed?
Jackson: (impatient) No!
Host: ...To bring you in line with your epithet?
Jackson: No.
Host: I see, I see. Well to return to your symphony.
Jackson: Ah yes.
Host: Did you write this symphony in the shed?
Jackson: (surprised) No!
Host: Have you written any of your recent works in this shed of yours?
Jackson: No, no, not at all. It's just an ordinary garden shed.
Host: I see, I see. And you're thinking of buying this second shed to write in!
Jackson: No, no. Look. This shed business -- it doesn't really matter. The sheds aren't important. A few friends call me Two Sheds and that's all there is to it. I wish you'd ask me about the music. Everybody talks about the sheds. They've got it out of proportion -- I'm a composer. I'm going to get rid of the shed. I'm fed up with it!
Host: Then you'll be Arthur 'No Sheds' Jackson, eh?
Jackson: Look, forget about the sheds. They don't matter.
Host: (sternly) Mr. Jackson, I think, with respect, we ought to return to the subject of your symphony.
Jackson: Huh!
Host: I understand that you used to be interested in train-spotting.
Jackson: What?
Host: I understand that, about thirty years ago, you were interested in train-spotting.
Jackson: Well what's that got to do with my bloody music?
Other host: (entering) Are you having any trouble with him?
Host: Yes, a little. Good Lord! You're the man who interviewed Sir Edward Ross earlier.
Other host: Exactly. Well we interviewers are more than a match for the likes of you, "Two Sheds".
Host: Yes, make yourself scarce, "Two Sheds". This studio isn't big enough for the three of us! (They throw him out.)
Jackson: Here, what are you doing? Stop it! [Crash.]
Other host: Get your own Arts programme, you fairy!
Host: Arthur "Two Sheds" Jackson... Never mind, Timmy.
Other host: Oh Mike, you're such a comfort.
Host: Last week the Royal Festival Hall saw the first performance of a new symphony by one of the world's leading modern composers, Arthur 'Two sheds' Jackson. Mr Jackson.
Jackson: Hello.
Host: May I just sidetrack for one moment. This -- what shall I call it -- nickname of yours...
Jackson: Ah yes.
Host: "Two sheds". How did you come by it?
Jackson: Well, I don't use it myself, but some of my friends call me "Two Sheds".
Host: And do you in fact have two sheds?
Jackson: No, I've only got one. I've had one for some time, but a few years ago I said I was thinking of getting another, and since then some people have called me "Two Sheds".
Host: In spite of the fact that you only have one.
Jackson: Yes.
Host: And are you still intending to purchase this second shed?
Jackson: (impatient) No!
Host: ...To bring you in line with your epithet?
Jackson: No.
Host: I see, I see. Well to return to your symphony.
Jackson: Ah yes.
Host: Did you write this symphony in the shed?
Jackson: (surprised) No!
Host: Have you written any of your recent works in this shed of yours?
Jackson: No, no, not at all. It's just an ordinary garden shed.
Host: I see, I see. And you're thinking of buying this second shed to write in!
Jackson: No, no. Look. This shed business -- it doesn't really matter. The sheds aren't important. A few friends call me Two Sheds and that's all there is to it. I wish you'd ask me about the music. Everybody talks about the sheds. They've got it out of proportion -- I'm a composer. I'm going to get rid of the shed. I'm fed up with it!
Host: Then you'll be Arthur 'No Sheds' Jackson, eh?
Jackson: Look, forget about the sheds. They don't matter.
Host: (sternly) Mr. Jackson, I think, with respect, we ought to return to the subject of your symphony.
Jackson: Huh!
Host: I understand that you used to be interested in train-spotting.
Jackson: What?
Host: I understand that, about thirty years ago, you were interested in train-spotting.
Jackson: Well what's that got to do with my bloody music?
Other host: (entering) Are you having any trouble with him?
Host: Yes, a little. Good Lord! You're the man who interviewed Sir Edward Ross earlier.
Other host: Exactly. Well we interviewers are more than a match for the likes of you, "Two Sheds".
Host: Yes, make yourself scarce, "Two Sheds". This studio isn't big enough for the three of us! (They throw him out.)
Jackson: Here, what are you doing? Stop it! [Crash.]
Other host: Get your own Arts programme, you fairy!
Host: Arthur "Two Sheds" Jackson... Never mind, Timmy.
Other host: Oh Mike, you're such a comfort.
Aren't you the guy who hit me in the eye?
