Subject: no compromise

From: "Karissa Lina" <[email-masked]>
Date: Tue, 26 Sep 2006 14:05:51 +0800

Red as a beet.  They're like two peas in a pod.  What goes down usually comes up.  Pull it up by the roots. Timing is everything.  Put off the scent.   Up a tree. She's the apple of my eye.   A thorn in my side.   You can't teach an old dog new tricks.  Worry often gives a small thing a big shadow. She's the apple of my eye.   Tastes like chicken.   Red as a beet.  Raking it in.  There may be snow on the roof, but there's fire in the belly. Walking on water. Thick as a brick.   Scraping the bottom of the barrel.  There's no time like the present.