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	<title>Comments on: Contributing school</title>
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	<pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2010 12:39:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: John</title>
		<link>http://kiwivagabond.com/wordpress/contributing-school/#comment-108</link>
		<dc:creator>John</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2008 08:39:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Coffee!! and having a great day. How could you cope with all that coffee inside you. Not a coffee drinker myself except for when I was younger and when we use to go into the bush I always took my tin of 'Nestles Coffee and Milk'. I got addicted to the 'stuff'. Couldn't do with out it. Was always of a nice creamy texture and when you were tired out from tramping all day or wet through to the skin, this 'coffee and milk' from the tin with  hot water from the billy on the fire, was 'bliss' for the body as we rambled over the events of the day. You've got me reminising now so I'll get off that and head back to my first thoughts from your story and that is this. 
Why is it that women are able to acheive more easily than men in these sort sanarios like your Susan did? You sat back and enjoyed you maleness while your lady succeeded in getting free replacement coffees and still got to keep the 'bootie' as well. You enjoyed her 'femininity' winning this guy over. You read the situation well and brought credit to us blokes in being able to sit still and allowing your lady to acheive in this one. Cheers to hazelnut lattes.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Coffee!! and having a great day. How could you cope with all that coffee inside you. Not a coffee drinker myself except for when I was younger and when we use to go into the bush I always took my tin of &#8216;Nestles Coffee and Milk&#8217;. I got addicted to the &#8217;stuff&#8217;. Couldn&#8217;t do with out it. Was always of a nice creamy texture and when you were tired out from tramping all day or wet through to the skin, this &#8216;coffee and milk&#8217; from the tin with  hot water from the billy on the fire, was &#8216;bliss&#8217; for the body as we rambled over the events of the day. You&#8217;ve got me reminising now so I&#8217;ll get off that and head back to my first thoughts from your story and that is this.<br />
Why is it that women are able to acheive more easily than men in these sort sanarios like your Susan did? You sat back and enjoyed you maleness while your lady succeeded in getting free replacement coffees and still got to keep the &#8216;bootie&#8217; as well. You enjoyed her &#8216;femininity&#8217; winning this guy over. You read the situation well and brought credit to us blokes in being able to sit still and allowing your lady to acheive in this one. Cheers to hazelnut lattes.</p>
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