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Monday, December 12, 2011

Fill In The Blank 12-12-11

My Sunday's are for ____.
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12 comments:

  1. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 12:39 PM

    Ravens football

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  2. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 1:23 PM

    STEELERS FOOTBALL

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  3. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 1:25 PM

    Ditto 12:39.

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  4. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 1:26 PM

    Hangovers

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  5. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 2:25 PM

    alone time with my lover

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  6. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 2:39 PM

    Sleeping in

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  7. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 2:40 PM

    football!

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  8. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 2:41 PM

    Cowboys football....and sadness. Mostly sadness.

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  9. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 3:29 PM

    Alone time with 2:25's lover

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  10. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 6:47 PM

    Donuts

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  11. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 6:49 PM

    Church & chores...

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  12. AnonymousDecember 12, 2011 at 7:15 PM

    Raymond's in his Sunday best
    He's usually up to his chest in oil and grease
    There's the Martin's walkin' in
    With that mean little freckle-faced kid
    Who broke a window last week
    Sweet Miss Betty likes to sing off key
    In the pew behind me
    That's what I love about Sunday
    Sing along as the choir sways
    Every verse of Amazin' Grace
    And then we shake the Preacher's hand
    Go home, into your blue jeans
    Have some chicken and some baked beans
    Pick a back yard football team
    Nothin' much of anything
    That's what I love about Sunday
    I stroll to the end of the drive
    Pick up the Sunday Times
    Grab a coffee cup
    It looks like Sally and Ron
    Finally tied the knot
    Well, it's about time
    It's 35 cents off a ground round
    Baby, cut that coupon out
    That's what I love about Sunday
    Cat-napping on the porch swing
    You curled up next to me
    The smell of jasmine wakes us up
    Take a walk down a back road
    Tackle box and a cane pole
    Carve our names in that white oak
    And steal a kiss as the sun fades
    That's what I love about Sunday, oh yeah
    Oh, new believers gettin' baptized
    Mommas hands raised up high
    Havin' a Hallelujah good time
    A smile on everybody's face
    That's what I love about Sunday, oh yeah
    That's what I love about Sunday, oh yeah

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