Vallerina

I saw it a year ago, and it hasn't changed at all. Okay! I'm not asking what to do in Chicago! I already know that! I'm just letting everyone in the area know that there's a really cool belly dancer that they should go see with me!

Do you mean Cubby Bear? They have good music? (I've been there many times.....) There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Not to mention how uncomfortable it is.... There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Since I'm not taking an exam, and my jumping will now slow down considerably, I have all sorts of time! I can actually go do things in the city that I've been wanting to do for months! Thursday nights, there is this incredible belly-dancer named Sonya who performs at Raw Bar at 8, 9 and 10 pm. (I attached a pic to entice the boys.) She can do things with her body that I'm always amazed at seeing! So, I'm going to be checking out her performances some Thursdays. Anyone want to join? Here's the link to the restaurant/bar: http://www.rawbarandgrill.com/ There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I would probably jump less actually. I'd be too busy travelling and seeing the world to jump much! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Btw, since you mentioned what you were wearing in your avatar, where can one get such a cute sarong? Sarongs (big shock here) aren't really that popular in the Midwest! They're really hard to find. I like them a lot, though, for hanging out on the beach or around a pool. I don't like to just hang out in my swimsuit (I'm shy. ) There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I've done that numerous times. I've never been a big red meat eater in the first place. The only times I would definitely eat it were around my period (if I remembered) and before I would give blood (if I didn't remember to eat red meat, I'd always have to come in the next day...when I got the reminder that my blood sucked!) But, many times in high school and college, I would give up red meat for awhile. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I become the most gullible person on Earth whenever it involves my brother.... There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

A big FUN hat!

My friend Jenny agrees with me! There are two of us who find it gross! It's okay, though. It's an easy area to hide!!!! I can't find shorts that fit my ghetto booty! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Then, why are there so many interpretations of what the morals are/should be? This I will also disagree with. Preachers are often called at all times of the day/night to basically be a person's counselor. They do lots of things that I wouldn't want to do and consider work (ie, my brother's minister married him and his wife, and he showed up when both of his kids were born. He does that for everyone in their church.) There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Surprisingly enough, puking up red meat were the few times I've vomitted that weren't due to alcohol induced sickness. My body definitely doesn't like red meat. It always feels horrible after I eat it (although, it does have a nice amount of iron.) Most other meats that I like to eat have no redeeming qualities. I can get protein from soy. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Yes! That's disgusting! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Yep! Gotta always remind the guy how no one else will want him! (I'm just joking...not sure if it came out like that.) Everyone likes their own thing! Some like chocolate ice cream. Others like vanilla! Why am I always choosing Rocky Road? There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

But, when I puke up red meat....what's my body telling me then? There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

This is definitely one of the more interesting questions. My own opinion...people don't like to think for themselves. It requires work, and sometimes it causes unpleasant thoughts. It's really easy to have someone else tell you and your kids what's right and wrong instead of trying to come up with your own morals. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I think so! http://www.geocities.com/valinspain2004/Carbfun.html I don't eat meat, so all that's left are carbs! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I can think of MANY guys with beer bellies that I find sexy! Guys who have 1% fat...I think that hip bone area on them looks freakish. I really can't stand it. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Now, I feel like a freak because I absolutely HATE that part on a guy. See! Just more proof that not all women want the same things in a guy! I think a little beer belly is sexy! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

Hmmm....you may be onto something. He's probably forgotten about it since. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

When I was 16, I was pretty wild. (I've been taming down ever since.) I have an older brother, and I've always loved all of his friends. I used to tag along when I was 4, but when I turned 16, I was damn fine for a year or two of my life. They started to tag along with me and my (better looking) friends! So, one night, I ran into my brothers' friends, and they were going to tell him about a kegger, but he was out of town, so they invited me instead. Since no one was home, we ended up with the kegger at my house! It was a great party, my brothers' friends cleaned up the house really well, and I thought no one in my family would ever find out! It turns out that with the massive amount of people at my house, not all of them knew that my brother would strongly dislike his younger sister being drunk with all of his friends. So, it leaked. I guess when he found out, they said that his face resembled someone getting stabbed in the gut. Now, my brother and I tell each other almost everything. I, of course, never told him about the kegger. I thought it was the only big secret between us. It turns out, that the only big secret between us was the fact that he's known about it for years. Why didn't he ever tell me?!?! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I don't think so because I don't puke it up every time I eat. It's pretty random when I have puked it up. It doesn't happen often, but it's always a very painful experience. No! I should get it, though! I heard it on the radio quite a few weeks ago! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

It's fun! Trust me! My new goal is to have Hot Sex with all of the moderators! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

I've puked up red meat almost 10 times. That was my challenge in eating it. There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning

You're missing the PB... and no, I aint linking to that flash site... lol HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!! "It's peanut butter jelly time! It's peanut butter jelly time!" Have you heard the "Ice Cream and Cake" song by them? We have grrrrrreat tunes here in the U.S! There's a thin line between Saturday night and Sunday morning