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En Garde!

My first word/phrase was actually, "Dual Custody".

Dating back to the 23rd Century, my family has owned countless Heavernells. First transported to this country by the Smithervites and later by the Torkish of Borgues, these malnourished squabbles have littered the countryside behind my home in New England ever since I could remember. They taste like fruit baskets.

When I was in 3rd grade, the 2nd grade wing was renamed after my grandmother. It burned down years later and the school collected a substantial amount of insurance money. My father asked the school to name the new wing after my grandmother like the original, but instead they chose to name the wing after some stupid girl who died in the fire.

The first concert I ever attended was in Florida at a Christian youth retreat. The songs were melodic and I believe some lives were changed that day. The next concert I saw was a Hootie & the Blowfish concert that my father took me to. My father had a blast. He kept waving his hand in the air and tapping his foot to the music. He was thoroughly disappointed when he realized it was not Phish.

Crabby legs distort the true calibration of aerial techniques when your attempting to perform expert maneuvers during the 2002 National Skydiving Championship.

If you would like to have me over for dinner, please contact the Jackson Free Press and ask for Fearless Jackson. I have no food allergies.

"Wasting away again in Margaritaville," said Jimmy Buffett.

Grass grows at a very slow pace but I will still watch. Despite the fact that I am quite busy drawing pictures, capturing insects, tossing the football with my grandson, eating yogurt, and pressing my linen shirts, I will take the time out of my day to measure a single shard of grass that I have marked with the torn edge of a yellow sticky note. According to my chart, the grass has grown .3 inches since November.

The sound of a stork flying above you, carrying your newborn child, is angelic and crisp. The flapping of its wings and the rustling of its feathers drowns out the the noisy clamoring of the SWAT team raiding your house.

"I am a marketing genius," said Jimmy Buffett.

Ace of spades beats a queen of spades if you are playing Spades.

Fearless Jackson enjoys interviewing lively subjects that are both engaging and uncompromising. Please stay tuned for an exciting existence.

Previous Comments

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143239
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En garde, indeed. ;-)

Author
DonnaLadd
Date
2009-02-03T15:20:26-06:00
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143241
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I saw your video of the car show. Cool stuff!

Author
LatashaWillis
Date
2009-02-03T17:00:22-06:00
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143242
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Ok it might just be the large amount of Nyquil I just ingested, but I have no idea what this guy is talking about. I do enjoy a good Margarita though, so maybe we could hang?

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andi
Date
2009-02-03T22:16:32-06:00
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143243
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i completely understood every word. i have not ingested an ounce of nyquil though. i would just like to say i was a part of the 2002 national skydiving championships and Crabby legs definatley distort the true calibration of aerial techniques when your attempting to perform expert maneuvers.

Author
smangrum_4
Date
2009-02-03T23:19:50-06:00
ID
143252
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I agree with you Andi, that made no sense to me either and I have only been drinking coffee.

Author
BubbaT
Date
2009-02-04T14:14:48-06:00

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