

Sally and LyleThe thing Sally remembered most about Lyle was his hands. Specifically she could recall ever detail about them. The lines that stretched and etched themselves into his large palm, the calloused fingertips that always felt rough when they brushed against her skin, the popping sound he made when he pulled and cracked his knuckles apart, and the sparse, dark hair that decorated the top. When she first met him she couldnt help but think about how small her own hands were in comparison and how if he wanted to he could probably squeeze them into a broken and useless pulp. Of course he never did. &nbSally and Lyle
SO THERE.
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I saw your mom last night...
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Empty Space.
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I saw your mom last night...
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Empty Space.
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I saw your mom last night...
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"SWEET BERRY WINE!"
~ The Great Dr. Steve Brule~
LOL.
I can't take your gallery seriusly. It all just looks so silly!
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"You should consider yourself lucky when you lose an argument with someone who also wants the car piece, and you're so angry you decide not to play anymore. All you'll be doing is playing a never ending, very boring, board game by the name of "Monopoly".
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