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oldman

Lobster Land
Think in all my time I only sent one red, but the guy begged to have people send some. I thought it was funny but apparently he didn't because I got red back. Guess you can't please everyone.
 

Sonsie

The mighty Al-Sonsie!
Great idea:yahoo: I was about one click for paying for premo to find out what happened and then I saw this thread; thankfully, before I spent my kids lunch money.:flowers:
I don't know the technical issues, it might not be possible. I bet it would bring in a flood of premo accounts in though!
 

BS Gal

Voted Nicest in 08
Eff it. I'm screwed. I was constantly sending karma to desertrat, telling him I'd do his wife, he better be nice, make dinner, buy her flowers and stuff or I'd whisk her away on my harley, hauled on the trailer that was hauled by my Lamborgini. I was getting good stuff, too. I hate this.
 
Eff it. I'm screwed. I was constantly sending karma to desertrat, telling him I'd do his wife, he better be nice, make dinner, buy her flowers and stuff or I'd whisk her away on my harley, hauled on the trailer that was hauled by my Lamborgini. I was getting good stuff, too. I hate this.
Now that's funny.......... :lmao:
 

Dye Tied

Garden Variety Gnome
Good thing she waited until everyone was home. A few cell phone networks would have collapsed under the text load today :lol:
 
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bcp

In My Opinion
Eff it. I'm screwed. I was constantly sending karma to desertrat, telling him I'd do his wife, he better be nice, make dinner, buy her flowers and stuff or I'd whisk her away on my harley, hauled on the trailer that was hauled by my Lamborgini. I was getting good stuff, too. I hate this.
well, you are premo
maybe you could sue for economic damage caused by a function that you assumed was paid for being cut off and causing you a loss of income due to the inability to send threats,, I mean love notes to your husband.
 

Tigerlily

Luvin Life !!!
Eff it. I'm screwed. I was constantly sending karma to desertrat, telling him I'd do his wife, he better be nice, make dinner, buy her flowers and stuff or I'd whisk her away on my harley, hauled on the trailer that was hauled by my Lamborgini. I was getting good stuff, too. I hate this.
Gawd I so wished I had thought of that. Love, Vrai
 
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