[SenorJalapeno]

What do you think, person above me?

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Mac and cheese!

Fried fish or Grilled fish?

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Hmm proclivity to post in just about every thread, fancy for the ~ Lol! Person above me. Welcome back.

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Same question please.

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Hmm…something tells me that was not the only occasion she was spanked nor was the only occasion she broke something.

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Time: Every time I kneel down to pray is the greatest time of my life because God blesses me with His presence and honors my words though I am but unworthy of His love and attention.

Year: 1990 was a remarkable year for me. I resigned from the job of my dreams, sold everything I owned, gave it to a church, and began volunteering with the organization I now work for. I had no clue what I was doing, but trusted my heart that it was God who moved me to do what I had done. To make things worse, my friends called me stupid and my colleauges ridiculed me behind my back, but my family supported me. My parents came to my room a few days before I left and said: 'We've never been more proud of you than right now. If this is what your heart tells you that God wants you to do, be prepared to die for it. You will never really know whether what you are living for is important to you until you are prepared to die for it.' It was the greatest year of my life. Everything I am and everything I do today, God began in me that wonderful year. (Sorry, you got me excited).

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Grateful.

Same question please.

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Yeah? What, I was not random enough?

Blue eyes!

Fair or dark (complexion)?

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You crack me up. Cold (Weather) Lmao.

Defend a stranger in need of defense or support a friend who does not need any?

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Live a life that is pleasing to God.

Same question please.

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Honor

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I am not talking to you, person above me. You threatened to beat me up Lol! Wait, that was talking. Okay, I am not talking to you anymore person above me (for the next one minute that is).

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I implored you to protect me. It is the responsibility of all that are strong to protect the weak; the powerful to shelter the disenfranchised; ah! My faith lies in shreds. My trust has been betrayed.

Tayba ji, Oh Superwoman! Rescue me from the beautiful royal hobbit and the renegade Ninja! You are my only hope- and in the interest of all my unborn children, my nether regions' hope as well. Huwwy!

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Et tu Ninja?- Then fall, Senor (Senor Jalapeno, ACT III, SCENE I)

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Lol! Neither. I don't drive my car on the other side of the road so no need for a husband. As for wives, I got nothing against short people -especially beautiful hobbits with a powerful bias toward roti-rollers and borrowed men's clothing- but I'm not husband material, so prefer not to have a wife either. Kavita ji, you should join the DA's Office. You ask a lot of questions Lol!

Sinusitis or Inner ear infection?

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'OYE! If I'm short, then I'm sure I can reach one place that would hurt as hell if I hit you there. So stay away from me.'

Depends on how short you are Lol! But, I'm sure you are resourceful enough to find a ladder, so, I've taken necessary precautions. I have shielded my significant triad in the one place well. But, Raja ji, may I please ask you a question at the risk of you reaching to cause me pain? Are you threatening to cause pain because I said you were short or because you are just jealous you don't have what I have? Lmao!

'Careful ji, rampaging hobbit!!!! Guard ur 'nether regions'! rotflmao!!!!!'

I can imagine a beautiful hobbit dressed in over-sized men's clothes, wielding a roti-roller, rampaging about. Sheesh! I laughed so loud. I can imagine 'Hobbit Raja ji' swinging the roti-roller with one hand and trying to pull up her slipping pants with the other. I scared people in the office this morning. Now everyone wants to know what I was laughing about!

'I beg to differ ji, send him a basket of food, and the job is done!'

Lol! How well you know me your highness. If the food in the basket is from your mother's kitchen, ji, you are so right. A few days ago I went to this Indian restaurant and almost died after. The owner and the chef should be shot for trying to feed me such horrible food. The Aloo Gobi Mattar smelled like socks. Yuck!

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'I'm intezaar-ing for my Raja.'

But, I thought you already found your Rani and you were the Raja? I'm so confused. Lmao!

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Cedar!

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Right now, neither. But goatees are fine.

Fresh scrubbed look or Phantom of the Opera make-up?

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Yum!

Pickled Herring?

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