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She reached for the salt and pepper as I was putting my fork on my plate. It was something purely surreal. No, it’s not like The Lonely Island song

It was almost as if she touched my entire body just by briefly brushing my arm on the way to the salt and pepper. If I didn’t know better, I blacked out for a little bit. It was as if my five senses became obsolete, and I was experiencing her in another dimension. It was the warmest feeling, so comfortable and peaceful. Yet, I felt my heart race. It was instantaneous! Rather than a slow moving tingle that spreads goosebumps from one end of my body to the next, it was like I fell through a doorway and into a bath of ecstasy.

For that brief moment, I swear I could feel her feeling me. I could hear her thoughts in my head as if they were my own. I could feel her as if she was me, and I was her. There was a spiraling sensation where I could not tell where I stopped and she began. It was like our bodies were completely intertwined, not with arms and legs, but more like chocolate vanilla ice cream swirls. Her breath was my breath, yet only our arms brushed. Her heart beat for mine, and mine for hers. Time collapsed and I lived an entire life in that moment.

She was only reaching for the salt and pepper.

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International lawyers file suit against Rumsfeld in Germany (AFP)

Gitanjli Gutierrez, a US lawyer working for the Center for Constitutional Rights (CCR) and representing Saudi Guantanamo detainee Mohammed Al-Qatani addresses a press conference in Berlin. An international grouping of lawyers filed a lawsuit calling on German prosecutors to investigate outgoing US Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld for allegedly sanctioning torture.(AFP/John MacDougall)AFP – An international grouping of lawyers filed a lawsuit calling on German prosecutors to investigate outgoing US Defense Secretary Donald Rumsfeld for allegedly sanctioning torture.


Ode to Rummie, sung to the Little Drummer Boy

Littler Gunner Boy
Come they told me, pa Rummie pum pum
Tourture sanctioned on many, pa Rummie pum pum
Our finest agents we bring, pa Rummie pum pum
To tourture and sting, pa Rummie pum pum,
Rummie pum pum, Rummie pum pum,

So to honor Him, pa Rummie pum pum,
When he retires (again).

Little Torture, pa Rummie pum pum
I am a torturer too, pa Rummie pum pum
I have no device to bring, pa Rummie pum pum
That’s fit to cause such string, pa Rummie pum pum,
Rummie pum pum, Rummie pum pum,

Shall I torture for you, pa Rummie pum pum,
With my gun?

Cheney nodded, pa Rummie pum pum
The Secretary of Defense kept time, pa Rummie pum pum
I cocked my gun for Him, pa Rummie pum pum
I saluted my best for Him, pa Rummie pum pum,
Rummie pum pum, Rummie pum pum,

Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum
Me and my gun.

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Sung to the tune of Justin Timberlake‘s Sexy back. Lyrics taken from lyrics.astraweb.com

Inspired by Newsvine – Christmas Returns to Wal-Mart Marketing

I’m bringin‘ Xmas back
Them other stores don’t know how to act
I think it’s special, prices on roll back
So buy the Zune and music download value-pack
Timberland:(Take it to the register)
Dirty Babe
You see these savings baby I’m your slave
Buy some toys for those who don’t misbehave
And don’t forget that minimum wage is all we pay
Timberland:( take it to the chorus)
Timberland: Come here kids (Go head be bold with it)
Come to the back (Go head be bold with it)
DVDs (Go head be bold with it)
Grab your PS3 (Go head be bold with it)
Lemme see your grandmas sewing kit (Go head be bold with it)
Eat some Tatter chips (Go head be bold with it)

You make me smile (Go head be bold with it)
Go ‘head child (Go head be bold with it)
Timberland:And get your Xmas on
(Go head be bold with it) x8
I’m bringin‘ Xmas back
Them other stores don’t know how to act
Kids let me make up for the toys you lack
Because you’re R/C car will go real fast
Timberland:(Take it to the bridge)
Timberland:( take it to the chorus)
u ready?
U ready?
U ready?
I’m bringin‘ Xmas back
you monster truckers watch how I attack
If that’s your cart, better watch your back
Cuz we’re stocking up and that’s a fact
Timberland: (Take it to the chorus)

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When I am sad and blue
Will I reach out to you?

When I am hurt and upset
Will I end up beset
by all my guilt and regret?

When I am lonely and abandoned
Will I take to a stand-in

What will come of all that we have?

What would you do
If all that you knew
Was how to hide,
to slip and to slide
Into detachment and disconnect
Into regret and disrespect?

How would you be
If all you could see
Was lies and unease
with a desire to please?

Was it not you, yes, you
that’s you, I know who
That said that you knew
That you would follow the clue
The one who would take cue
from your love that was true…
Or was it just woohoo

Is it crap? Is it fake?
All these promises we make?
For a relationship to take
to the highest realm of good space

What crap! What lies
that fester inside
Feeding our pride
that we are on the right side

You are right and I am wrong
but your theory of this just does not belong
I have mine own, it’s a beautiful song
where I am right and think I am strong

And so here I sit
staring up from my pit
my teeth I grit
As I think of you

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There is no one in the world quite like you

Your expressions, your feelings, nor the things that you do

Your not being and thinking all the things that I knew

Have helped me realize I haven’t a clue

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