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my kids are my interests....CRACKER is now taking all college courses in her last year of high school..im so damned proud of her....she truly is a blessing and now she says she wants to be a doctor....omggggg...now i wont have to go to mine...i get freebies....as all parents should....lol
dont wanna meet anyone really cause i already have my life complete with the ones i have in it....PERFECTION 2coolphoto / Layouts , Frazy.com
i like all kinds of music....im not picky....but when it comes to candles and bubblebaths it has to be rascal flatts..lol
Annessa --
[adjective]:
Extremely dominant
THE FINAL
INSPECTION
The Marine stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, Marine,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.
I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough
But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep
And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.
There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the Marine waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God
"Step forward now, you Marine,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
ohhh hell yeahhhhhhhhh!!!!! SEMPER FI
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MY BIG BROTHER..isnt he cute...innocent ..heck no!! but kinda cute huh?
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annessa
An Honorary
Bachelor of
Anonymous Commenting
Majoring in
Psychotic Ranting
Signed
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THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR ME BY MY DAUGHTER IN MEMORY OF MY FATHER (her poppa):I was in darkness but I was really in light. What I was about to walk into would be the most horrible thing I come to face. The big white monstrous door and looked in at a sickly figure lying on the bed. The second I laid eyes on this figure my eye had a mind of there own. The drops of water running down my cheeks were uncontrollable...I walked to the side of the bed carefully not to touch any wires. The figure before me was laying there lifeless with only his chest weakly rising and falling. Sitting there all through the night I had visions of better times with this person. Fishing, working in the yard, hammering wood and sitting ever afternoon watching John Wayne catch the bad guy in our favorite western movie.....Coming back to reality the tear came to visit me again. Then a hand touched my arm, I looked up and his hand sitting on my arm, but I looked at his face and it seemed that he didnt even move. In that moment I sat back holding his hand and fell asleep....Later that night a commotion woke me up, I was rushed out the room. I knew what had happen deep down, but my mind refused to let me believe it. A tall man came walking forward in a green suit and was talking to my mother then the truth was told. My daddy had flown with the angels. He was now at peace....dad YOU ARE STILL MY HERO then now and for all eternity.
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