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02-29-2008, 11:32 PM
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The Devil Made Me Do It
Oh, Charlie..you really shouldn't have done that...now, I am forced to post this...
The sun'll come out Tomorrow Bet your bottom dollar That tomorrow There'll be sun! Just thinkin' about Tomorrow Clears away the cobwebs, And the sorrow 'Til there's none! When I'm stuck a day That's gray, And lonely, I just stick out my chin And Grin, And Say, Oh! The sun'll come out Tomorrow So ya gotta hang on 'Til tomorrow Come what may Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love ya Tomorrow! You're always A day A way! Paula Spring hatches had better start soon, just saying. 
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#22
02-29-2008, 11:43 PM
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If I did it right it says "Don't forget to drink your Ovaltine." LOL
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"Unless one can enjoy himself fishing with the fly, even when his efforts are unrewarded, he loses much real pleasure. More than half the intense enjoyment of fly-fishing is derived from the beautiful surroundings, the satisfaction felt from being in the open air, the new lease of life secured thereby, and the many, many pleasant recollections of all one has seen, heard and done." - Charles F. Orvis
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#23
03-01-2008, 12:59 AM
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Paula,
I thought I saw a little extra curl in your hair today. I'm just impressed you knew all the words. Dave, There's nothing like a little ovaltine around the fire at the old fish camp!
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03-01-2008, 08:15 AM
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I cannot tell a lie.
Google: "Lyrics, Annie, Tomorrow" copy, paste.  Paula
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