1. Rohan
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    16 Jul '15 14:47
    Love is the triumph of hope over reason.
  2. SubscriberSuzianne
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    18 Jul '15 11:26
    Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
    Sounds like Nathan's Annual International Hot Dog Eating Contest held annually in New York City's Coney Island.

    http://www.nathansfamous.com/contest/mainevent
    In 2007, Joey Chestnut finally beat the world-famous Kobayashi, 66-63, his first defeat in six years.
  3. SubscriberSuzianne
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    18 Jul '15 11:29
    And oh yeah, on topic, Love Stinks.
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    18 Jul '15 12:22
    If you analyze love too much, it loses its magic.
  5. Standard memberGrampy Bobby
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    18 Jul '15 13:47
    Originally posted by lolof
    If you analyze love too much, it loses its magic.
    So well said, lolof; love is to be enjoyed, protected and cherished.....
  6. Standard memberGrampy Bobby
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    18 Jul '15 13:52
    Originally posted by Suzianne
    In 2007, Joey Chestnut finally beat the world-famous Kobayashi, 66-63, his first defeat in six years.
    Thanks, I do remember that entertaining competitive event.
  7. Standard memberGrampy Bobby
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    18 Jul '15 14:00
    Originally posted by Suzianne
    And oh yeah, on topic, Love Stinks.
    How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnets from The Portuguese #43, written circa 1845-46)

    How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
    I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
    My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
    For the ends of being and ideal grace.
    I love thee to the level of every day’s
    Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
    I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
    I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
    I love thee with the passion put to use
    In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
    I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
    With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
    Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
    I shall but love thee better after death.

    (By Elizabeth Barrett Browning, 1806 -1861)

    Hey, Suzi, if you've got a beef about love please take it up with Elizabeth
    or the love of her brief life Robert Browning. (aka RB) lol.
  8. Standard memberredbadger
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    19 Jul '15 10:58
    Originally posted by Suzianne
    And oh yeah, on topic, Love Stinks.
    Praise the lord and pas the ammunition . such bitterness ......I Love It.
  9. Standard memberGrampy Bobby
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    20 Jul '15 15:10
    "Love" is a noun in the English language. It's also a transitive verb which when used in a postal letter or card,
    social media personal message or phone call to you brightens your day and gladdens your soul.
  10. Standard memberGrampy Bobby
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    25 Jul '15 16:501 edit
    "What is "Love"? Whether you're a man or a woman, experiencing authentic romantic love, exclusive rapport and fulfillment (as opposed to puppy love or physical lust) to the maximum involves saying "No". Saying "No?" Yes, to the wrong person in the wrong place at the wrong time. So that you'll have the once in a lifetime opportunity to say "Yes" to the right person in the right place at the right time.
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    25 Jul '15 22:10
    Sonnet 116

    Let me not to the marriage of true minds
    Admit impediments. Love is not love
    Which alters when it alteration finds,
    Or bends with the remover to remove:
    O no! It is an ever-fixèd mark
    That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
    It is the star to every wandering bark,
    Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
    Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
    Within his bending sickle's compass come;
    Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
    But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
    If this be error and upon me proved,
    I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
    –William Shakespeare
  13. SubscriberDrewnogal
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    26 Jul '15 01:28

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    The post that was quoted here has been removed
    ... while sometimes hoping for a miracle.
  15. Standard memberGrampy Bobby
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    29 Jul '15 02:43
    "My mom and dad gave their kids the greatest gift of all - the gift of unconditional love.
    They cared deeply about who we would be, and much less about what we would do."
    ~Mitt Romney
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