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Dear Mantis: here is a poem for you. It is Shakespeare's sonnet number 138. Please enjoy. And think of me.

When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutored youth,
Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although she knows my days are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue:
On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed:
But wherefore says she not she is unjust?
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
O! love's best habit is in seeming trust,
And age in love, loves not to have years told:
Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flattered be.
 
Dear Mantis: here is a poem for you. It is Shakespeare's sonnet number 138. Please enjoy. And think of me.

When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutored youth,
Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although she knows my days are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue:
On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed:
But wherefore says she not she is unjust?
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
O! love's best habit is in seeming trust,
And age in love, loves not to have years told:
Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flattered be.

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Dear Mantis: here is a poem for you. It is Shakespeare's sonnet number 138. Please enjoy. And think of me.

When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutored youth,
Unlearned in the world's false subtleties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although she knows my days are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue:
On both sides thus is simple truth suppressed:
But wherefore says she not she is unjust?
And wherefore say not I that I am old?
O! love's best habit is in seeming trust,
And age in love, loves not to have years told:
Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,
And in our faults by lies we flattered be.

That's so sweet, here is a little ditty for you.

Travelling all over the countryside, ask the Leylands, ask the Leylands.
You can't ask both cause one has died,
Ask the Leyland brother.
 
That's so sweet, here is a little ditty for you.

Travelling all over the countryside, ask the Leylands, ask the Leylands.
You can't ask both cause one has died,
Ask the Leyland brother.

That was pretty mean and cold hearted. You can't make fun of someone just after they've died. Poor form Mantis.
 
Was involved in a Hit and Run Saturday night. Was GF celebrations at the footy club. Walking home just after midnight with a group of mates. My brother, myself and a few others were about 100m up the road from 4 more guys. No foot path but we were all pretty much walking in the gutter. Here a massive pop. Turned around to see a car fishtail back on to the road, turn of its head lights and flex away.

All i hear is screaming from the other guys down the road. We walk back to investigate and as we get closer we see what had happened. And start to run. One of the others had been hit. Guy had deliberatley swerved being a complete tosser. Side mirror had come off, blood everywhere, girls were balling there eyse out.

Ambulance was pretty quick as were the Police. His ear was pretty messed up from the impact with the ground. Will be fine but needed some skin grapht and inner ear surgery.

Gutless prick.....
 

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