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Directions:

1. Please post one word, or a phrase, or a poem, or song lyrics, or even an essay that springs immediately to mind when you see the last entry posted. Any language. (updated 2010-02-06)

2. Photos and images are fine as long as you accompany them with text. (updated 2009-12-20)

3. Please do not post questions asking what other entries mean. If you don't understand, or are not inspired, wait for someone else to post, and add your entry when you are inspired. This should be as stream-of-consciousness as possible.

4. When you get to the bottom of the Ning nest, please create a new string all the way over (reply to this post), and include the last entry you can't respond to with your response.

5. Keep in mind the Ning TOS , and the Atheist Nexus Rules and Guidelines. (Added 2010-08-27)

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Carried over:

Bill_S: Delete; LOST: male dog, has one eye, mangled right ear, limps, has the mange and bad breath. Answers to the name, "Lucky".

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Permalink Reply by proto-dan on January 15, 2011 at 6:53am

Makes me hungry..reeeal hungry..

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Permalink Reply by Bill Hebner on January 15, 2011 at 4:57pm

Muncha buncha, Muncha buncha, Tacos go with lunch.

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Permalink Reply by Bill Hebner on January 16, 2011 at 1:56am

... Oh dear, better go outside and water the garden or something!!

As much as I try to suck up the juice, there seems to be more...

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Permalink Reply by Loren Miller on January 16, 2011 at 8:40am

Sounds suspiciously like the problem Lady MacBeth had with her hands and the blood....

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Permalink Reply by funk Q on January 16, 2011 at 10:29pm

She shouldn't be so la-dy-da then.

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Permalink Reply by funk Q on January 17, 2011 at 5:07am

I started singing,
"Goo goo ga ga and coochie, coochie coo."
The baby was sleeping and snoring too.
It's amazing what a little baby talk can do.
Goo goo ga ga and coochie, coochie coo."

Goo goo ga ga and coochie, coochie coo.
The witch and the troll were singing too.
The gator was still thinking what he should do.
Goo goo ga ga and coochie, coochie coo.
Coochie, coochie coo.
Coochie, coochie coo.