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leviramsey

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  1. Whatever happened to CV?

    But at my blog, I'm in the midst of virtually trading the market for who will the win the league this year.

    After the latest round of trades, here's how I'd make out if the given clubs win the league:

    * Chelsea: lose $1,067.38

    * Man Utd: lose $627.38

    * Arsenal: gain $1,832.62

    * Newcastle: gain $1,802.62

    * Villa: gain $3,222.62

    * Blackburn: gain $3,092.62

    * Liverpool: lose $677.38

    * Man City: gain $1,752.62

    * WHam: gain $2,062.62

    * all others: gain $1,302.62

  2. I woke up this morning with a bad hangover and my penis was missing again....

    I really don't like being without my penis for too long,

    It makes me feel like less of a man,

    And I really hate having to sit down every time I take a leak...

    People sometimes tell me I should get it permanently attached, but I don't know.

    Even though sometimes it's a pain in the ass, I like having a detachable penis.

  3. Jimmy Buffett - He Went to Paris

    He went to Paris, lookin' for answers

    To questions that bothered him so

    He was impressive, young and aggressive

    Savin' the world on his own

    But the warm summer breezes

    The French wines and cheeses

    Put his ambitions at bay

    Summers and winters

    Scattered like splinters

    And four or five years slipped away

    Then he went to England, played the piano

    And married an actress named Kim

    They had a fine life, she was a good wife

    And bore him a young son named Jim

    And all of the answers

    And all of the questions

    Locked in his attic one day

    'Cause he liked the quiet

    Clean country living

    And twenty more years slipped away

    Well the war took his baby, bombs killed his lady

    And left him with only one eye

    His body was battered, his whole world was shattered,

    And all he could do was just cry

    While the tears were falling

    He was recalling

    Answers he never found

    So jumped on a freighter

    Skidded the ocean

    And left England without a sound

    Now he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin's

    And drinks his green label each day

    Writing his memoirs, losing his hearing

    But he don't care what most people say

    Through eighty-six years

    Of perpetual motion

    If he likes you, he'll smile and he'll say

    "Jimmy, some of it's magic,

    Some of it's tragic,

    But I had a good life all the way"

    He went to Paris, looking for answers to questions that bothered him so

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