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What in heck is Hailey wearing on her head? To me it looks like that bag of stuff I had to pull out of the turkey's ass on Thanksgiving morning. Now I know what it's used for.
Said said Said I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown Oba, ob-serving the hypocrites As they would mingle with the good people we meet Good friends we have had, oh good friends we've lost along the way In this bright future you can't forget your past So dry your tears I say
No woman, no cry No woman, no cry Oh my Little sister, don't she'd no tears No woman, no cry
Said, said, said I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown And then Georgie would make the fire light Log wood burnin' through the night Then we would cook corn meal porridge Of which I'll share with you
My feet is my only carriage So I've got to push on through But while I'm gone...
Everything's gonna be alright Ev'rything's gonna be alright Ev'rything's gonna be alright Ev'rything's gonna be alright Ev'rything's gonna be alright Ev'rything's gonna be alright Ev'rything's gonna be alright Ev'rything's gonna be alright
No woman, no cry No, no woman, no woman, no cry Oh, little sister, don't she'd no tears No woman, no cry
No woman, no woman, no woman, no cry No woman, no cry Oh, my little darlyn no she'd no tears No woman, no cry, yeah any sister no she'd no tears, no women no cry
No woman no cry, no woman no cry No woman no cry, no woman no cry
Say, say, said I remember when we used to sit In a government yard in Trenchtown Obba, obba, serving the hypocrites As the would mingle with the good people we meet Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost Along the way In this great future, You can't forget your past So dry your tears, I say
No woman no cry, no woman no cry Little darling, don't she'd no tears, no woman no cry Say, say, said I remember when we used to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown And then Georgie would make the fire light As it was, love would burn on through the night Then we would cook cornmeal porridge Of which I'll share with you My fear is my only courage So I've got to push on thru Oh, while I'm gone
Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright So woman no cry, no, no woman no cry Oh, my little sister Don't she'd no tears No woman no cry I remember when we use to sit In the government yard in Trenchtown And then Georgie would make the fire lights As it was, log would burnin' through the nights Then we would cook cornmeal porridge Of which I'll share with you My fear is my only courage So I've got to push on thru Oh, while I'm gone No woman no cry, no, no woman no cry Oh, my little darlin' Don't she'd no tears No woman no cry, No woman no cry
Oh my Little darlin', don't she'd no tears No woman no cry Little sister, don't she'd no tears No woman no cry ______________________________________________________________ Don't cry women
Hailey's career continues to skyrocket, y'all! I'm reading a report that she's signed on to be the announcer at some girl-on-girl boxing thing. Well, somebody's got to do it. Those girl-on-girl boxing matches aren't going to announce themselves. I'm sure if we weren't in the midst of a deep recession, Hailey would be able to find other work in the blink of an eye.
Sit back, relax and enjoy while I hack on moms who like to pass judgment on other moms and dads.
All under the guise of [fingerquotes]good parenting[/fingerquotes] of course. It's my moral obligation. I'm sure you understand.
ABOUT US
We are group of American nobodys. But unlike the nobodys at GWoP whose life mission is to save the Gosselin children from their oh so cruel mother and father, we don't consider our blogging efforts to be bonafide charity work. When we volunteer for humantarian causes, we actually log off the computer, get off our chairs and leave our houses. We have the shared desire that our disgust for these GWoP sows be centralized. Each post reflects the author's opinion, not necessarily that of the group but probably that of the group.
We want nothing more than for these GWoP sows to get a clue or to kill themselves, which ever comes first.
We want Jon and Kate to continue doing whatever it is they're currently doing to inspire such jealous outrage. It's hilarious to read.
We want the children of these GWoP saps to move into foster home so they can be loved by women who won't ignore them in lieu of monitoring the Internet for dirt on Jon & Kate.
We want all Americans to respectfully recognize that Moms (and Dads) who pass judgment on other Moms and Dads is is syptomatic of serious mental illness. Please don't let your kids go trick or treating at these people's homes.
Speak Up. Point, Laugh and publically mock these asshole moms whenever you can. I'm sure you know the type otherwise google "Battleaxe". They're the same women who monopolize the teacher's time on Parent Night, who frown upon bringing store bought items to the bake sale, and are always asking for advice on behalf of friends (wink, wink) who find a Playboy in the trunk of her husband's car.
Julie's Deleted Blog Posts
Fooled into thinking Aunt Jodi is a child advocate? Click here to read the first of her dear sister's deleted blog posts. There are 13 deleted posts in all. One more telling than the next.
You best think twice before sending any money to this GWOPPER (nhrp). A legal problem of sorts forced her into hiding and she now lives in a cave. Probably with Osama. Working as his camcorder guy (err, gal).
11 comments:
She does look like the ass of a turkey.
If you poke it with a stick it says I luve Jon
It be a Jamaican Reggie Hat
No woman, no cry
Said said
Said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
Oba, ob-serving the hypocrites
As they would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have had, oh good friends we've lost along the way
In this bright future you can't forget your past
So dry your tears I say
No woman, no cry
No woman, no cry
Oh my Little sister, don't she'd no tears
No woman, no cry
Said, said, said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire light
Log wood burnin' through the night
Then we would cook corn meal porridge
Of which I'll share with you
My feet is my only carriage
So I've got to push on through
But while I'm gone...
Everything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
Ev'rything's gonna be alright
No woman, no cry
No, no woman, no woman, no cry
Oh, little sister, don't she'd no tears
No woman, no cry
No woman, no woman, no woman, no cry
No woman, no cry
Oh, my little darlyn no she'd no tears
No woman, no cry, yeah
any sister no she'd no tears, no women no cry
No woman no cry, no woman no cry
No woman no cry, no woman no cry
Say, say, said I remember when we used to sit
In a government yard in Trenchtown
Obba, obba, serving the hypocrites
As the would mingle with the good people we meet
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost
Along the way
In this great future,
You can't forget your past
So dry your tears, I say
No woman no cry, no woman no cry
Little darling, don't she'd no tears, no woman no cry
Say, say, said I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire light
As it was, love would burn on through the night
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I'll share with you
My fear is my only courage
So I've got to push on thru
Oh, while I'm gone
Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright
Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright
Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright
Everything 's gonna be alright, everything 's gonna be alright
So woman no cry, no, no woman no cry
Oh, my little sister
Don't she'd no tears
No woman no cry
I remember when we use to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown
And then Georgie would make the fire lights
As it was, log would burnin' through the nights
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge
Of which I'll share with you
My fear is my only courage
So I've got to push on thru
Oh, while I'm gone
No woman no cry, no, no woman no cry
Oh, my little darlin'
Don't she'd no tears
No woman no cry, No woman no cry
Oh my Little darlin', don't she'd no tears
No woman no cry
Little sister, don't she'd no tears
No woman no cry
______________________________________________________________
Don't cry women
Aww, your JEALOUSY for Hailey is showing, Jenna.
Get over it. She's a lovely young woman with a bright future and you are an old hag with no life.
Congrats on your award.
Who is Jenna?
Who is iwhyawli?
Not anyone named Jenna, that's for sure.
Hailey's career continues to skyrocket, y'all! I'm reading a report that she's signed on to be the announcer at some girl-on-girl boxing thing. Well, somebody's got to do it. Those girl-on-girl boxing matches aren't going to announce themselves. I'm sure if we weren't in the midst of a deep recession, Hailey would be able to find other work in the blink of an eye.
her red button done popped out long ago.
Hailey who?
doesn't she have a date with a potted plant?
Given her new revelations about Jon being a liar and manipulator, I wonder if she has gained any perspective about Kate?
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