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What made a movie buff different from others was the amount of freakish details they chose to fill their heads with. The typical movie-goer remembered the big lines, the ones that you could find on the film__ shirts and posters. Just a bunch of tag-lines used for promotion. A true movie buff memorized the odd ones that said more about the story__ theme or characters. A true buff read up on the movie__ history.

We filled the night air with light and shone brighter than all those millions of glittering stars watching us from the sky.

Fine, I__l live. Just give me time to fill the void you left.

I know you've been through an ordeal, but you don__ want to start drowning yourself in liquor. You__l find that it__ easy to do, but by the time you realize it could start to be a problem, you__e already over that cliff.

Moaning, she melted into my arms and molded her body against mine as if giving me permission to take whatever I yearned for. And I will. I can__ think of anything else.The ocean waves crashed against us. That cool water rose up to our knees. All was forgotten in those sweet kisses__ips gliding against lips, wet tongues twisting and exploring, hungry hands and taunting fingers. Fireworks of lust and need exploded inside me.

1) Everyone nodded in silent agreement, and then one by onedisappeared into the castle__ dark shadowswhere night met blackened airand creepy thingswhispered the most haunting words into the wind.

Their faces showed beautiful smiles boasting magnificent teeth. Their skin gleamed in the perfect lighting. Even their scarred flesh seemed to hold its own intricate designs, as crazy as it seemed. Luscious curves still decorated their hips and the swell between their legs. They were striking and endearing like a tribe of taunting sirens on top of a cliff in the middle of the sea. I gazed at them for longer than I should have_

She pulled a chair to the tiny table "I'm starving.""So am I," he answered, but when she glanced up he was looking at her and not the food.

Little girls are the nicest things that can happen to people. They are born with a bit of angel-shine about them, and though it wears thin sometimes, there is always enough left to lasso your heart__ven when they are sitting in the mud, or crying temperamental tears, or parading up the street in Mother__ best clothes.A little girl can be sweeter (and badder) oftener than anyone else in the world. She can jitter around, and stomp, and make funny noises that frazzle your nerves, yet just when you open your mouth, she stands there demure with that special look in her eyes. A girl is Innocence playing in the mud, Beauty standing on its head, and Motherhood dragging a doll by the foot.God borrows from many creatures to make a little girl. He uses the song of a bird, the squeal of a pig, the stubbornness of a mule, the antics of a monkey, the spryness of a grasshopper, the curiosity of a cat, the speed of a gazelle, the slyness of a fox, the softness of a kitten, and to top it all off He adds the mysterious mind of a woman.A little girl likes new shoes, party dresses, small animals, first grade, noisemakers, the girl next door, dolls, make-believe, dancing lessons, ice cream, kitchens, coloring books, make-up, cans of water, going visiting, tea parties, and one boy. She doesn__ care so much for visitors, boys in general, large dogs, hand-me-downs, straight chairs, vegetables, snowsuits, or staying in the front yard.She is loudest when you are thinking, the prettiest when she has provoked you, the busiest at bedtime, the quietest when you want to show her off, and the most flirtatious when she absolutely must not get the best of you again. Who else can cause you more grief, joy, irritation, satisfaction, embarrassment, and genuine delight than this combination of Eve, Salome, and Florence Nightingale.She can muss up your home, your hair, and your dignity__pend your money, your time, and your patience__nd just when your temper is ready to crack, her sunshine peeks through and you__e lost again. Yes, she is a nerve-wracking nuisance, just a noisy bundle of mischief. But when your dreams tumble down and the world is a mess__hen it seems you are pretty much of a fool after all__he can make you a king when she climbs on your knee and whispers, "I love you best of all!

She hadn't just drunk the Salvation Kool-Aid - she'd started to brew her own.

In her career, she'd closed multi-million dollar deals without a hint of nerves. Now she needed a jumbo-sized bottle of antacids just to get out of her car. Or a double shot of whiskey. God, she was losing it.

Time for a showdown with her mutinous brewmaster. She'd tried nice. She'd tried all business. She'd tried cajoling. Now, it was time to try bitch with big brass balls.

And suddenly, her day turned into the kind that explained why God invented chocolate, comfy pants, and booze.

The smell of the sweat is not sweet, but the fruit of the sweat is very sweet.

The salt is to the food, what soul is to the body.

We love our mother because she cares and also because she cooks.

A good food is mouthwatering when you see it and finger licking when you eat it.

Some people when they see cheese, chocolate or cake they don't think of calories.