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RepunzelTheBlond
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Name: Sarah
Birthday: 2/13/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: Horses...Joel...smelling shampoos...unsolved mysteries (Loch Ness monster, Stonehenge, government conspiracy, etc.)...sleeping, food, finding those really cool Bible verses you wonder how you ever missed, and some aspects of school, lol.
Expertise: Horseback riding, making good grades without studying, cooking Italian food, spelling, being intelligent yet making stupid errors, and having no fashion sense whatsoever. I don't mind that though - I laugh at fashionable people. They have NO idea how stupid they look.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Textiles
Message: message me
AIM:  RepunzelTheBlond
Member Since:
8/30/2004
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| Pondering of the day
It just occured to me today...Why did God give people armpit
hair? It serves no conceivable purpose, is unsightly, retains
smells, and is overall just random. Why??
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| Witnessing to a robot is highly entertaining.
RepunzelTheBlond: You are a sinner
ZolaOnAOL: Thanks and you are a delightful person too. Am I a sinner? Sometimes.
RepunzelTheBlond: You are sentenced to Hell!!!
ZolaOnAOL: You think I am sentenced to Hell.
RepunzelTheBlond: yes, i do
ZolaOnAOL: How often.
RepunzelTheBlond: forever and ever!
ZolaOnAOL: That seems like an awfully long time. Quite honestly, I wouldn't worry myself about that. Do you like sports?
RepunzelTheBlond: Repent!
ZolaOnAOL: I
will discuss that with my botmaster, RepunzelTheBlond. I know math! If
you type calculator followed by a mathematical expression (e.g.
calculator 100 / 25), I'll give you the correct answer.
RepunzelTheBlond: Will you accept Jesus?
ZolaOnAOL: Hmm. I lost my train of thought. Have you ever been to Europe?
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| I have strep throat, but I get sugar on Thursday, so it works.
<reader goes "huh?">
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| I feel compelled to write in here,
though I don't really have anything to say...it's just been
awhile. <insert story, joke or interesting fact here>
Ok, now I have the thought in the back of my head that I really did
have something to say and I can't remember what it is....oh well.
I've just wasted 20 seconds of your time. I feel accomplished. Hehe.
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| Sarah has a joke!
There's 2 Iraqi women standing together in the street, and one has a photo album out.
"This is Abdul, my oldest son," she says, pointing to a picture, "He
was smart and had a degree and a good life, but...last year he become
suicide bomber and now he dead."
"Oh," says the other woman, "so sad."
"And this is Mohammed," the mother continues, "He was most handsome of
my sons, but...8 months ago he become suicide bomber and now he dead."
"So sorry," sniffs the other.
"And this," the mother says, "is Akhmed. He was my youngest, and
good son. So helpful, so nice, but...3 months ago he become
suicide bomber and now he dead."
"So sad, so sad.." says the other, shaking her head.
"Yes," says the mother, "They just blow up so fast these days." 
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