﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Fusionner's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from Fusionner</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner</link></image><item><title>Christian by Maya Angelou</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/483621935/christian-by-maya-angelou.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/483621935/christian-by-maya-angelou.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 May 2006 21:26:10 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When
I say... "I am a Christian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I'm not shouting "I'm clean livin."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I'm whispering "I was lost,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
Now I'm found and forgiven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
When I say..."I am a Christian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I don't speak of this with pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I'm confessing that I stumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
and need CHRIST to be my guide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
When I say... "I am a Christian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I'm not trying to be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I'm professing that I'm weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
and need HIS strength to carry on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
When I say... "I am a Christian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I'm not bragging of success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I'm admitting I have failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
and need God to clean my mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
When I say... "I am a Christian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I'm not claiming to be perfect,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
My flaws are far too visible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
but, God believes I am worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
When I say... "I am a Christian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I still feel the sting of pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I have my share of heartaches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
So I call upon His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
When I say... "I am a Christian"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I'm not holier than thou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
I'm just a simple sinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;
who received God's good grace, somehow.&lt;/span&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/483621935/christian-by-maya-angelou.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>B. Franklin is my home boy!</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/477578962/b-franklin-is-my-home-boy.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/477578962/b-franklin-is-my-home-boy.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Apr 2006 18:49:52 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;So we got this letter today from a realtive and inclosed was an actually family tree of the Franklins that dated back to 1540&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
...back in the day when Franklin was not spelled F-R-A-N-K-L-I-N it was spelled F-R-A-N-C-K-L-Y-N-E...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;It all started with Thome Francklyne who lived in Northamptonshire in England.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Then it goes on to current day Franklin's and basically proves
that I am actually realated to thee Benjamin Franklin who helped write
America's consitution! Go Figure! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: comic sans ms;"&gt;And there have been such crazy named Franklin's such as Ebenezer, Amos, Triscilla, Flossie, Josiah,and Bernetta.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/477578962/b-franklin-is-my-home-boy.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>*MUSICAL TIME*</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/447568295/musical-time.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/447568295/musical-time.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Feb 2006 18:54:15 GMT</pubDate><description>Carlisle High School Musical: The Boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x11.xanga.com/e42b51057113337958336/b26030502.jpg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x11.xanga.com/e42b51057113337958336/z26030502.jpg" style="border-width:0px;width: 120px;" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday March 9: 7pm&lt;br /&gt;Friday March 10: 8pm&lt;br /&gt;Saturday march 11: 8pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box Office Open Monday-Friday starting February 27,3:30-5:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally lyrics to one of the songs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could be happy with you&lt;br /&gt;If you could be happy with me&lt;br /&gt;I'd be contented to live anywhere&lt;br /&gt;What would I care&lt;br /&gt;As long as you were there?&lt;br /&gt;Skies may not always be blue&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is clear as can be&lt;br /&gt;I know that I could be happy with you, my darling&lt;br /&gt;If you could be happy with me. &lt;br /&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/447568295/musical-time.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>To The Nice Guys...</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/444089580/to-the-nice-guys.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/444089580/to-the-nice-guys.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 09:13:59 GMT</pubDate><description>To every guy that regrets hurting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy who knows which girl he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that's said, "Sex can wait."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that gives flowers and a card when she is sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy who has given her flowers just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that said he would die for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that really would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that did what she wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that cried in front of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that she cried in front of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that holds hands with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that kisses her with meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that hugs her when she's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy who would give their jacket up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to be able to see her for ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that would give his seat up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that just wants to cuddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy who told his secrets to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that believed in her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that walked her to her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that wasn't just trying to get laid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that actually listened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every guy that gave his heart only to have it shoved back in his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO EVERY GUY THAT PRAYS THAT SHE IS HAPPY EVEN IF YOU ARE NOT WITH HER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not all girls appreciate nice guys. There's not many left out there....&lt;br /&gt;Thank-you!</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/444089580/to-the-nice-guys.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Eagles: Desperdao</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/442616787/eagles-desperdao.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/442616787/eagles-desperdao.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 18:31:49 GMT</pubDate><description>Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?&lt;br /&gt;You been out ridin' fences for so long now&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're a hard one&lt;br /&gt;I know that you got your reasons&lt;br /&gt;These things that are pleasin' you&lt;br /&gt;Will hurt you somehow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you draw the queen of diamonds boy&lt;br /&gt;She'll beat you if she's able&lt;br /&gt;You know the queen of hearts is always your best bet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems to me, some fine things&lt;br /&gt;Have been laid upon your table&lt;br /&gt;But you only want the ones that you can't get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger&lt;br /&gt;Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home&lt;br /&gt;And freedom, oh freedom well, that's just some people talkin'&lt;br /&gt;Your prison is walking through this world all alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't your feet get cold in the winter time?&lt;br /&gt;The sky won't snow and the sun won't shine&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to tell the night time from the day&lt;br /&gt;You're losin' all your highs and lows&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it funny how the feeling goes away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?&lt;br /&gt;Come down from your fences, open the gate&lt;br /&gt;It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you&lt;br /&gt;You better let somebody love you&lt;br /&gt;(let sombody love you)&lt;br /&gt;You better let somebody love you&lt;br /&gt;before it's too late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus ends the worst Valentine's Day of my life so far...</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/442616787/eagles-desperdao.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>The Power of Being Nice</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/438284593/the-power-of-being-nice.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/438284593/the-power-of-being-nice.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2006 17:57:03 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;a href="http://xde.xanga.com/9cfe8a345274834022500/b23470180.jpg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://xde.xanga.com/9cfe8a345274834022500/z23470180.jpg" style="border-width:0px;height: 400px;" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/438284593/the-power-of-being-nice.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>PhenomenAL Woman By Maya Angelou</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/429550440/phenomenal-woman-by-maya-angelou.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/429550440/phenomenal-woman-by-maya-angelou.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2006 21:10:42 GMT</pubDate><description>Pretty women wonder where my secret lies&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cute or built to suit a model's fashion size&lt;br /&gt;But when I start to tell them &lt;br /&gt;They think I'm telling lies. &lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;br /&gt;It's in the reach of my arms &lt;br /&gt;The span of my hips &lt;br /&gt;The stride of my steps &lt;br /&gt;The curl of my lips. &lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman &lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into a room &lt;br /&gt;Just as cool as you please &lt;br /&gt;And to a man &lt;br /&gt;The fellows stand or &lt;br /&gt;Fall down on their knees &lt;br /&gt;Then they swarm around me &lt;br /&gt;A hive of honey bees. &lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;br /&gt;It's the fire in my eyes &lt;br /&gt;And the flash of my teeth &lt;br /&gt;The swing of my waist &lt;br /&gt;And the joy in my feet. &lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman &lt;br /&gt;That's me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men themselves have wondered &lt;br /&gt;What they see in me &lt;br /&gt;They try so much &lt;br /&gt;But they can't touch &lt;br /&gt;My inner mystery. &lt;br /&gt;When I try to show them &lt;br /&gt;They say they still can't see. &lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;br /&gt;It's in the arch of my back &lt;br /&gt;The sun of my smile &lt;br /&gt;The ride of my breasts &lt;br /&gt;The grace of my style. &lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman &lt;br /&gt;That's me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you understand &lt;br /&gt;Just why my head's not bowed &lt;br /&gt;I don't shout or jump about &lt;br /&gt;Or have to talk real loud &lt;br /&gt;When you see me passing &lt;br /&gt;It ought to make you proud. &lt;br /&gt;I say &lt;br /&gt;It's in the click of my heels &lt;br /&gt;The bend of my hair &lt;br /&gt;The palm of my hand &lt;br /&gt;The need for my care. &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm a woman &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally &lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman &lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/429550440/phenomenal-woman-by-maya-angelou.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, December 31, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/417867112/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/417867112/item.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2005 20:53:35 GMT</pubDate><description>Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and have a wonderful 2006! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;…Wishing to be the one you kiss in 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x46.xanga.com/f36895637353025886270/b18206420.jpeg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x46.xanga.com/f36895637353025886270/z18206420.jpeg" style="border-width:0px;height: 400px;" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x48.xanga.com/b0eb1b6bc623225884943/b18205556.jpeg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x48.xanga.com/b0eb1b6bc623225884943/z18205556.jpeg" style="border-width:0px;width: 400px;" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xd2.xanga.com/97cb04632773225885617/b18205993.jpg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://xd2.xanga.com/97cb04632773225885617/z18205993.jpg" style="border-width:0px;width: 400px;" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xde.xanga.com/e7c89462d353125885161/b18205711.jpg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://xde.xanga.com/e7c89462d353125885161/z18205711.jpg" style="border-width:0px;width: 400px;" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x5e.xanga.com/f15b3663c763525885379/b18205854.jpg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x5e.xanga.com/f15b3663c763525885379/z18205854.jpg" style="border-width:0px;width: 400px;" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x22.xanga.com/f6eb25641823725886997/b18206890.jpeg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x22.xanga.com/f6eb25641823725886997/z18206890.jpeg" style="border-width:0px;width: 400px;" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://x32.xanga.com/9318806019c3025887051/b18206932.jpeg" target="xangaphoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x32.xanga.com/9318806019c3025887051/z18206932.jpeg" style="border-width:0px;height: 400px;" alt=""/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/417867112/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, December 13, 2005</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/406193051/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/406193051/item.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 21:54:06 GMT</pubDate><description>What am I supposed to do with thoose eyes that make you melt everytime you see them? How do you make that someone notice you, because in the end, all you ever notice is him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find one song&lt;br /&gt;One last refrain&lt;br /&gt;Glory&lt;br /&gt;From the pretty boy front man&lt;br /&gt;Who wasted opportunity&lt;br /&gt;One song&lt;br /&gt;He had the world at his feet&lt;br /&gt;Glory&lt;br /&gt;In the eyes of a young girl&lt;br /&gt;A young girl&lt;br /&gt;Find glory&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the cheap colored lights&lt;br /&gt;One song&lt;br /&gt;Before the sun sets</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/406193051/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her...</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/404893266/then-wear-the-gold-hat-if-that-will-move-her.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/404893266/then-wear-the-gold-hat-if-that-will-move-her.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2005 21:18:23 GMT</pubDate><description>Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her;&lt;br /&gt;If you can bounce high, bounce for her too,&lt;br /&gt;Till she cry "Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover,&lt;br /&gt;I must have you!"&lt;br /&gt;-Thomas Parke D'Invilliers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love that quote because most of time...guys won't give 2 shakes about you let alone change for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we're going to bash guys a litte....why?...because we can!&lt;br /&gt;Muah ah ah ha ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't dress nice, he says you're ugly&lt;br /&gt;If you argue with him, he says you're stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;If you're quiet, he says you're stupid&lt;br /&gt;If you call him, he says you're needy and clingy.&lt;br /&gt;If he calls you, he says you should be grateful&lt;br /&gt;If you don't love him, he'll try to win you&lt;br /&gt;If you love him, he'll leave you.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't fuck him, he'll say you don't love him,&lt;br /&gt;If you do, he'll say you're easy.&lt;br /&gt;If you tell him your problems, he'll say you're irritating, (or tell his friends first and they'll then tell you!)&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, he'll say you don't trust him. (yup yup)&lt;br /&gt;If you lecture him, he'll say you're bitchy,&lt;br /&gt;If he lectures you, hell just bitch at you&lt;br /&gt;If you break a promise, you can't be trusted,&lt;br /&gt;If he breaks it, he had to (AMMMMMMMMMEEEEENNN!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;If you cheat... he expects it to be over (AMEN!)&lt;br /&gt;If he cheats... he expects to be given another chance (AMEN again)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I realize all guys aren't the same (or are they??) so this doesn't apply to all of them...but most of them!</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/Fusionner/404893266/then-wear-the-gold-hat-if-that-will-move-her.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>