both can effect lives immesurably.
we have to be very careful who we choose to kill......
...or kiss.
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the topics run from the spiritual to the frivolous to the mildly political, and all points in between.
and remember; all sales are final and don`t take any wooden nickels..........and keep your stick on the ice.
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- Dr.Alistair
- My name is Alistair Kinnear. I am a Certified Hypnotherapist, NLP Practitioner and Life Coach, and I am working on my Doctorate in Divinity. I work in helping people to change behaviour and I like to think that I am waking up their spirit in the process.
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. . you can choose who to miss?
well, because i have a habit of answering rhetoric.....poetic or otherwise, i will try, by saying that i don`t know.
there are some who suggest you should be able to.
but how can you resist when she wants you to?
A kiss with the wrong lady can kill like a bullet. Not that I've been blown away or anything.
of course not ricardo.......
a met a fine scots lass this evening, and she set about putting herself in my sights from the very second we said hello.
she has bumped and touched and brushed herself into me 7 times (yes, i counted....) in the first 100 yards of our walk, and i have a rule; if she does it 10 times or more, i kiss her.
well, to say bingo is an understatement.
and she asked when she was going to see me again well before i had to ask.
she was born less than 50 miles from where my family is from in scotland, and so i was in heaven listening to her voice sing of the highlands with every word and laugh.
fuck-a-doodle-do.....have i ever got to watch my step.
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