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Anoop is boring me to death with his visa story!
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Geeks and non-geeks, dorks and non-dorks, you must see this video! http://t.co/lNwMeW1g
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The smell of BBQ is in the air! Yummy! Too bad it wasn't mine :-(
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| Written by Santosh Bungay |
| Saturday, 28 October 2006 12:11 |
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Here’s something Nilz forwarded to me, It's so true. F A M I L Y I ran into a stranger as he passed by, He said, "Please excuse me too; We were very polite, this stranger and I. But at home a different story is told, Later that day, cooking the evening meal, When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. He walked away, his little heart broken. While I lay awake in bed, "While dealing with a stranger, Go and look on the kitchen floor, Those are the flowers he brought for you. He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, By this time e, I felt very small, I quietly went and knelt by his bed; "Are these the flowers you picked for me?" I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I said, "Son, I love you too, FAMILY Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company But the family we left behind will feel the loss And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU
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