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hoth1138 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
This fraud has it both ways. His music appeals to the middle of the road people. Yet he's a far left bomb thrower
Burgley1 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
africa is not a country it's a continent
jeeskkjkjk (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
He´s just the best, i have his autograph and my dad has shook his hand. He is just a genuine friendley man.
jxxybxxy2002 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
pure and divine!
chrhenhes (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
Great Song, one of the Best!!!
intruder2300 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
Beware them both, and all of their degree, but most of all beware this boy, for on his brow I see that written which is Doom, unless the writing be erased. Deny it!" cried the Spirit, stretching out its hand towards the city. "Slander those who tell it ye. Admit it for your factious purposes, and make it worse. And abide the end." "Have they no refuge or resource?" cried Scrooge. "Are there no prisons?" said the Spirit, turning on him for the last time with his own words.Are there no workhouses?
intruder2300 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
Scrooge started back, appalled. Having them shown to him in this way, he tried to say they were fine children, but the words choked themselves, rather than be parties to a lie of such enormous magnitude.Spirit, are they yours?" Scrooge could say no more."They are Man's," said the Spirit, looking down upon them. "And they cling to me, appealing from their fathers. This boy is Ignorance. This girl is Want.
intruder2300 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
Where graceful youth should have filled their features out, and touched them with its freshest tints, a stale and shrivelled hand, like that of age, had pinched, and twisted them, and pulled them into shreds. Where angels might have sat enthroned, devils lurked, and glared out menacing. No change, no degradation, no perversion of humanity, in any grade, through all the mysteries of wonderful creation, has monsters half so horrible and dread.
intruder2300 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
From the foldings of its robe, it brought two children; wretched, abject, frightful, hideous, miserable. They knelt down at its feet, and clung upon the outside of its garment."Oh, Man, look here! Look, look, down here!" exclaimed the Ghost.They were a boy and a girl. Yellow, meagre, ragged, scowling, wolfish; but prostrate, too, in their humility.
intruder2300 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
You just don't want celebrities to use their first amendment rights like other people can.
27,000 kids a day die from preventable causes in the developing world. You can look it up. That is nearly 10 million a year, which is more than the population of the cities of New York and Boston combined. Over 1 million diea annually from dissintary. Care because you are human and because they are children. Don't care, and you are a sorry excuse for a human being. |
