Things I Like

Things I Like



The scent of an elegant lady's perfume by moonlight; the genuine expression of a man severely injured on some battlefield or deathbed; the trusting and inquisitive countenance of a child; the opportunity to trade ignorance for the discovery of knowledge; patient people who keep their word and are capable of forgiveness without strain; the color, texture and taste of the food chain; the occasional center board mate with a pawn; the rapture of books; the sound of my mother's voice; honesty and loyalty.



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Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
[b]Things I Like
the honest facial expression of a man severely injured on some battlefield or deathbed;



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Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
[b]Things I Like



The scent of an elegant lady's perfume by moonlight; the genuine expression of a man severely injured on some battlefield or deathbed; the trusting and inquisitive countenance of a child; the opportunity to trade ignorance for the discovery of knowledge; patient people who keep their word and are capable of forgiveness withou ...[text shortened]... of books; the sound of my mother's voice; honesty and loyalty.



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Originally posted by Blackamp

that's a bit ghoulish isn't it? some poor guy has his guts caved in by an exploding shell, and you're enjoying his facial expression?😕

you really do have a weird psychology, don't you?

Few A-List things I totally fergate to include... Fresh air, sleeping with the windows open, finding cold parts on the sheets, relaxed

conversation (casual or intense), surprises (pleasant or unpleasant), making new friends in unusual venues. Time for bed. Niterz.



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Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Few A-List things I totally fergate to include... Fresh air, sleeping with the windows open, finding cold parts on the sheets, relaxed

conversation (casual or intense), surprises (pleasant or unpleasant), making new friends in unusual venues. Time for bed. Niterz.



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Originally posted by Natsia
This whole post is creepy.
1: Scent of a woman by moonlight.
Are you in the habit of following woman around sniffing them?
Are you that guy in the checkout cue?

2: There is nothing pleasant or rewarding about looking at a dying man. I'm pretty sure that if you were bleeding to death and some sick f_cko sat staring and smiling idly at you, while offeri ...[text shortened]... ir parents yet?
How many bags of sweeties does it take to buy honesty and loyalty?

Originally posted by Starrman
Please, for the love of all that is beautiful in the world, keep it to yourself!

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Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Thank you too, MR. Starrman, for chiming in. Your profile broadcasts

your love for yourself, [b]"One day I will be worshiped like the golden

god I am. Until then I make do with egocentric self-amusement and

ridiculing those lower than myself." What else do you like or love?



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Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Mr. Smaug, you've previously demonstrated the fact that you never did have much

of a stomach for reality or refined sensibility for nuance. Why tell us again here?



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you're a sick man, Grampy. take a long look in that mirror of the soul that you like to rabbit on about. your glib replies fool no-one.

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
[b]"I like a look of Agony


I like a look of Agony,
Because I know it's true—
Men do not sham Convulsion,
Nor simulate, a Throe—

The Eyes glaze once—and that is Death—
Impossible to feign
The Beads upon the Forehead
By homely Anguish strung."

Emily Dickinson


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g.b. does the death thing only work for you if its soldiers, do you not get any pleasure from general death faces, ive been told children can really grasp the concept of their impending death as they lay on the road side after a car has made a jig-saw of their skull.
you can find honesty in faces in all sorts of places, you could look into the eyes of a dying soldier then pop over to his mothers house to tell her hes dead, then kick back and enjoy show, double whammy.