Stress
2007-05-16 22:13:05
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answer #1
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answered by Star B 3
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Life
2007-05-16 22:14:28
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answer #2
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answered by Jonny 5
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Stress
2007-05-16 22:15:15
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answer #3
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answered by Anonymous
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The innate desire to replenish the wanting of the soul within. The way the nectar flows majestically down my eager throat seeking to fulfil my expectations of warmth, love and happiness. Yes, I love tap water.
2007-05-16 22:17:09
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answer #4
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answered by Anonymous
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Nothing drives me to drink. I occasionally drink, of my own free will, when I am in good, secure and caring company. One rule, I have always followed, in the matter of drinks, is that a gentleman (or a lady) is one, who can hold his/her drink. I do NOT approve of persons, who cannot hold their drinks...those that frequently exceed their personal limits and, habitually, indulge in drunken, intoxicated, irresponsible behavior.
2007-05-16 22:26:42
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answer #5
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answered by Sam 7
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Children.
2007-05-16 22:14:13
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answer #6
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answered by Anonymous
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Insomnia.
2007-05-16 22:14:44
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answer #7
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answered by Anonymous
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Hard day at the office, horrible people, screaming kids when you've gotta a bad head ache. any other excuse to pop open a bottle of the hard stuff. after 6 p.m of cause.
2007-05-16 22:14:19
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answer #8
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answered by raceybird 4
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A girl broke my heart. Ever since i've been drinking one bottle of jim beam a day.
2007-05-16 22:15:08
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answer #9
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answered by Anonymous
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Everything does! I like beer beer likes me! we get on well we never hurt each other! The beer is always there for me when i need it and im always there for the beer when it needs to be drunk!
2007-05-16 22:21:04
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answer #10
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answered by Anonymous
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