The was an old story about the bus, all one could do while you wait for the bus is talk about it, but the moment the bus comes – all you want to do is get on the bus, without someone shoving you out
This brings me again to the question, whom am I, whom are you, and what are you? Personality is a subjective philosophy, whom are we to judge?
And there was this powerful woman, with her words....
I will still have dinner with a lady, candles blowing – but staring into her eyes
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It's a date!
But you have to pay the bill :-)
And the song ought to be
Aankhause tunae yeah kya keh diya, dil yeh deewaana dhadakane lagaa. Heheheheh
Goooooooooood morning Malabar
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Done, shall pay the bill!!!
Sounds good.
Raise the glass "to us". Bon appetite.Medicine not taken. Will that pose a problem?
It depends on whether you have wine or water with medicines!!!
And of course there are the morning pills-ha ha!!!
Wine, water, medicines, the morning pill.
"Nothing in the affairs of men is worthy of great anxiety. Plato, from The Republic."
"A rich man has no need of character. Hebrew Proverb"
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