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No One Really Wants To Admit They Are Lonely, And It Is Never Really Addressed Very Much Between Friends And Family. But I Have Felt Lonely Many Times In My Life.

I Was In The Virgin Islands Once. I Met A Girl. We Ate Lobster, Drank Piña Coladas. At Sunset, We Made Love Like Sea Otters. That Was A Pretty Good Day. Why Couldn't I Get That Day Over And Over And Over?

Its Christmas Eve! Its The One Night Of The Year When We All Act A Little Nicer, We Smile A Little Easier, We Cheer A Little More. For A Couple Of Hours Out Of The Whole Year, We Are The People That We Always Hoped We Would Be.

Different Vodkas Have Different Effects. Some Make You Feel A Little... Poly-lingual. Some Make You Feel Like You Want To Talk Back To Someone Who's Giving You A Hard Time. Some Make You Feel Like Lifting Kettle Bells.

I Will Be In Orlando During The Atheist Convention To Do My Best To Counter The Assaults Upon Christ Of The Atheists. I Also Plan On Running A Large Newspaper Ad In The Orlando Sentinel Addressed To The Atheists And Warning The Orlando Area Of The Atheists' Vile Plans For Their Children.