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edit: thanks for the fp!
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( , Tue 24 Jun 2003, 20:19, archived)

previewing always screws that up and i never notice. thanks!
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Tue 24 Jun 2003, 20:21,
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your heart has muscles!!! not cockles!!!!!!
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Tue 24 Jun 2003, 20:23,
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the heart was a muscle not made up of muscles...then again I didn't pay that much attention in biology
EDIT: oh it was a funny...sorry :)
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Tue 24 Jun 2003, 20:24,
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EDIT: oh it was a funny...sorry :)

where the girls are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
She wheeled her wheelbarrow,
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and muscles alive alive O
She was a fishmonger, sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
They drove their wheel barrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and muscles alive alive O
She died of the fever, and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and muscles alive alive O
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Tue 24 Jun 2003, 20:29,
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I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone
She wheeled her wheelbarrow,
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and muscles alive alive O
She was a fishmonger, sure 'twas no wonder
For so were her father and mother before
They drove their wheel barrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and muscles alive alive O
She died of the fever, and no one could save her
And that was the end of sweet Molly Malone
But her ghost wheels her barrow
Through the streets broad and narrow
Crying cockles and muscles alive alive O

Alive, alive-o!
Crying cockles and muscles, alive, alive-o!
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Tue 24 Jun 2003, 20:31,
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Crying cockles and muscles, alive, alive-o!

when i got some from an east end cockle van. (or coque au vin, depending on how you pronounce it). anyway, to cut a long story short, i now have cockles in my heart.
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Tue 24 Jun 2003, 20:27,
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much like your heart did those cockles
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Tue 24 Jun 2003, 20:31,
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You are a competition winner and I claim my five pounds.
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Tue 24 Jun 2003, 20:23,
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