<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973</id><updated>2011-07-14T17:40:22.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quote Wall</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the quote wall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15265206917076598994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116905167824528603</id><published>2007-01-17T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T08:34:38.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Conversation</title><content type='html'>Here's an actual conversation between my mother and her father that I heard third-hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Where's your hat?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa: In my bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Won't it get squished?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa: It'll unsquish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116905167824528603?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116905167824528603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=116905167824528603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116905167824528603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116905167824528603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2007/01/family-conversation.html' title='Family Conversation'/><author><name>Tara Jayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145129769438426077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.nndb.com/people/893/000025818/joan-cusak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116663983360606016</id><published>2006-12-20T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T10:37:13.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>words of wisdom</title><content type='html'>Words of Wisdom from my 7 year old brother, Matthew:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never put silly putty in your pocket."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Scones are my enemy food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we can all learn a little from brothers, or at least get a good laugh. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116663983360606016?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116585702592958018</id><published>2006-12-11T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T09:10:25.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Husband quote</title><content type='html'>I was making my husband guess someone's first name the other day, when this popped out of his mouth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know any four letter 'F' words." -Johnny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116585702592958018?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116585702592958018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Notes</title><content type='html'>See, I told you it'd just be seven easy installments. The last quotes are from Spring, so to see the summer quotes you have to go all the way back to the first post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I added me and Helen's blogs to our links. If you have any other quotes to add or blogs or websites to link, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116292042132502217?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116292042132502217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=116292042132502217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116292042132502217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116292042132502217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/11/notes.html' title='Notes'/><author><name>Tara Jayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145129769438426077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.nndb.com/people/893/000025818/joan-cusak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116292027461378205</id><published>2006-11-07T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T07:55:28.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Installment 7</title><content type='html'>If I was fishing for a husband, I wouldn't fish in shallow waters. -Emma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, you can take me skating anytime! -Brendan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to find someone new . . . it just wasn't the same after the vacuum. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you spell &lt;em&gt;diarrhea, &lt;/em&gt;but I don't know what the quote was. -Helpful Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the noses your children would have. -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go lap dance with SATAN! -Episode of Malcom in the Middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should go streaking on campus. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like you for more than your fat, Tara! -Helen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apt. 13-isms:&lt;br /&gt;1. 'Cuz it's LAAAAAME!&lt;br /&gt;2. REJECTED! Don't bring that weak tot action!&lt;br /&gt;3. You want some curly fries with that shake??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's my way of sticking it to the man.&lt;br /&gt;-But . . . you're the man.&lt;br /&gt;-Yes . . .&lt;br /&gt;-So, aren't you sticking it to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this? -S&lt;br /&gt;Mormon in-breeding bookmarks my grandmother gave me. -H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be offended when you have no expectations to begin with. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't a quote. I just wote it up there. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you take a diuretic . . . -K&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of those. -H&lt;br /&gt;We can put it in a cake and give it to somebody!!! -T&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;Different spelling, Tara. -H&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These stones are kind of warm. -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be the sex-ed provider. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're about to join the sisterhood. -K&lt;br /&gt;Of what? -S&lt;br /&gt;Of men!!! -T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He called it the fornicator. -T&lt;br /&gt;Was it a cube? -H&lt;br /&gt;No. -T&lt;br /&gt;Good. I don't think cubes can fornicate. -H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116292027461378205?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116292027461378205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=116292027461378205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116292027461378205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116292027461378205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/11/installment-7.html' title='Installment 7'/><author><name>Tara Jayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145129769438426077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.nndb.com/people/893/000025818/joan-cusak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116291833000993175</id><published>2006-11-07T08:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T08:38:02.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Installment 6</title><content type='html'>Bork, bork! -Swedish Chef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault you have big blankets. -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not from Utah. They can't make me follow the poof. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't touch the spaghetti noodles to yourself!!! -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as offensive when it's falling side-ways. -Fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the noodles supple? -TJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you, but my toes aren't all that erotic. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYU police . . . where an arrest is public transportation. -Special K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, that's right. You PAINTED your woman. -Susan to Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was your only cuddle buddy. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;You are. I haven't cuddled with her yet. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weigh an arm and a leg more than Helen. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't touch &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; biscuits! -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! That's my . . . expletive! -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well . . . one of these days when I find somebody to sleep with . . . -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't go naked, at least go red. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop frolicking with me!!! -Jim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gobble say tuna! -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna wiss this mall . . . -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was explosive . . . good thing it wasn't diarrhea. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if he only likes me for my pheromones? -Sally&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116291833000993175?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116291833000993175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=116291833000993175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116291833000993175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116291833000993175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/11/installment-6.html' title='Installment 6'/><author><name>Tara Jayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145129769438426077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.nndb.com/people/893/000025818/joan-cusak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116257091320383096</id><published>2006-11-03T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T08:48:59.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Installment 5</title><content type='html'>There are plenty of sexually frustrated men around--this is BYU! -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the drugs, all I need now is women. -Brent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause girls obviously have board games coming out their butts. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like things that blow. -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mic. My dad's name is Mike. It's a good name, a good instrument. -Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only spit when I get excited. You must excite me all the time, Claire. -Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristine's Autobiography: &lt;u&gt;Sunday--An Epic of an Old Man&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be the FIRST Mormon nun. -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like wearing ice picks . . . on your feet! -Super K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian kids aren't kosher. -CB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fuzzifies my soul. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent too much time thinking like a man today. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the TOP SUCKER! -Kent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a love sponge. Squeeze me and love comes out. -The Man, the Legend, Josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of a waste to have a hole in your face and not use it. -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who insults Texas is either &lt;u&gt;smacked&lt;/u&gt; in the head or has never been there in the springtime to see the sunset or the wildflowers or stars at night. Or had Bluebell ice cream, or pecan pie, or real barbeque, or seen a flag flying as high as the US flag, or rode in a Texas edition Silverado . . . or had someone bless their heart! Or seen how beautiful Texas girls are, or seen the sky turn green just before the hail starts . . . -Dave&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116257091320383096?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116257091320383096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=116257091320383096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116257091320383096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116257091320383096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/11/installment-5.html' title='Installment 5'/><author><name>Tara Jayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145129769438426077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.nndb.com/people/893/000025818/joan-cusak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116231551873757411</id><published>2006-10-31T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T08:21:36.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Installment 4</title><content type='html'>I'm going to have to go out with David. -Lane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't spell "heck" for me. :( -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what you get with charity . . . you lose all your napkins! -Jim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole thing sucked. He turned out to be a real dirtbag. So I pulled the plug on our relationship. -Kristine on her relationship with the vacuum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are you from? Israel? -Ramsay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got approval . . . -Jim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm chillin' with the vacuum! -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have a mother and child who both get sick, you don't know if they were both exposed to the chickens or if the mother was caring for the child. It leaves room for some question marks. -CNN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to shoot cupid in the butt . . . with a riffle . . . not a stupid little love arrow, sissy little naked-butt boy. -Erin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're like Chef Boyardee . . . but not a guy. -Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a nice guy . . . He's convinent. -Fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chunkiness is only good in soup! -Words of Wisdom by Tara Jayne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter. Heck, I'd go to the Creamery naked if I could. It's just the Creamery. -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't touch my poof! -Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never get on a freight elevator when terrorists are after you. -Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat chocolate like a woman! -Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of people from other races. -Jonathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I look slightly digested, that's probably what it is. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I've been busy . . . with myself! -Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, just the BYU purgatory, also known as &lt;strong&gt;UVSC.&lt;/strong&gt; -Frysauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire--you're not a middle-aged man wearing a suit. -Fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys hear about her mullet-love? -Carl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetch me my ranch hoss! -Carl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you take your pants off in public often? -Kent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little Mexican kid? Yeah, that sounds about right . . . -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever! I get to grow these babies! -Kiera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan, don't ever sniff me &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt; -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Brandon is going to kill his wife . . . -Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz wants his body! -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like men's chapstick . . . only strawberry flavored. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go back and forth like Oprah's weight. -ESPN, Roger Bolton, 1/13/06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I? -Claire&lt;br /&gt;You're a fruit loop! That's what you are!!! -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever tried to cuddle with a knife? -Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is bigger in Texas. -Dwight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my cake to keep me company. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an open season on Faith. -Faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I love . . . field mice. -Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's boring.  I wish his name was snoopuff. -Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky I have good bladder control. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;My mom doesn't. -Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth, there are people crapping their pants to date you. -Rick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not realize Salt Lake City had a lake. -Rick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime Tara looks at me, I'll just pull my pants down. -Elizabeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our Dorian Grey table. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there's a table in a closet . . . -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's one group I hate, it's Asians. -Will Scarlet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hey, he's mature and fun and a great guy.  Besides, pre-mortally speaking, you're probably millennia older than him. -Dave!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not yummy.  I haven't tried him yet. -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It won't be frozen after you cook it. -Fred's Words of Wisdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has dozens of significant others. -Sally&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are more significant than others. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, he's stupid &lt;u&gt;AND&lt;/u&gt; sexist! -Fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBERAL!!! -Sally, to Miles, in a mocking sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm from, we shoot dang liberals and hippies. -Deanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to hissape him! -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to be pretty! -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is blowing me up! -Deanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; want the girlfriend! -Stephano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need to turn out the light and take a SHOWER! -Sally (feel the love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like it's coming in for a landing! -Fred&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116231551873757411?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116231551873757411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=116231551873757411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116231551873757411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116231551873757411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/10/installment-4.html' title='Installment 4'/><author><name>Tara Jayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145129769438426077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.nndb.com/people/893/000025818/joan-cusak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116231440276726687</id><published>2006-10-31T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T07:40:51.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Installment 3</title><content type='html'>Mmmm . . . this can be my next true love . . . -Claire, on the subject of Cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come here and I'll shake my dandruff at you. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Claire, you wanna screw that a little faster? -Fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had the runs, but I don't. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see these buns of steel?! That was me reflexing! -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we still talking about her sexy pants? -EVIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring it around town! -Spongebob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I always have something to catch my food with . . . -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These underwear make me happy. -El Guapo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be scary--if you were a NAPKIN!! -Special K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all about the love . . . I'm bringing back the yin AND the yang. -Stephano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a thing for ghostly bottoms. -EVIL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire--I hear you have talented lips. -Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was almost the truth, I think . . . -He Who Cannot Lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, I'll be on drugs all week . . . -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to marry a smart girl. -Sally's Hot Cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to get my people knocked up . . . -El Guapo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a different kind of way of showing a different kind of nonexistent affections. -Brendon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're going straight to &lt;em&gt;hell&lt;/em&gt;, and I hope you marry that guy and drag him down with you!!! -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a really talented tongue. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex could KILL!!! -Haha, We're Not Telling Who Said That&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz has issues all over her body. -David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's cheese in our fridge I don't think we even know about. -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh . . . it was the best lape ever! -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't love listening to him when I'm naked. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love me!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's different! You soiled it yourself! -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristine, do you need me to cuddle with you? -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire, have you been contemplating on my bed again? -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Dad . . . Dad's a fornicator!!! -TJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a macho pig. -David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, verily! -Spongebob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye, shift it! -TJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have issues and are significantly creepy. Love, Claire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116231440276726687?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116231440276726687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=116231440276726687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116231440276726687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116231440276726687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/10/installment-3.html' title='Installment 3'/><author><name>Tara Jayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145129769438426077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.nndb.com/people/893/000025818/joan-cusak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116231276882482492</id><published>2006-10-31T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T08:08:41.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Installment 2</title><content type='html'>Returned missionaries are &lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/u&gt; perfect. -Bishop Vance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a computer wants to say he loves you, the correct wording would be: !&gt;3(_). My computer told me this a couple of nights ago when we were at the bar. It was pretty crazy. He got so drunk, then he just started dancing. And he screamed in computer language at the top of his dot matrix lungs. I think someone dropped computer-E into his drink. But he was reeaaal happy. -Brandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got MAJOR problems when I shave! -David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. He's shy and needs safety points. -Bryce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara! Get some pants on! -Anonymous Tara-Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except mine . . . he was crazy! -Stephano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Utah; you even have to break up creatively. -Dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to marry someone I wouldn't recognize in the morning. -Miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH! It turns me &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;on&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!! -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont' let your rear end get exposed! -Erin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should stop studying AJ's anatomy. -Emily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone is NOT a deceiver! -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Weirdo! -Apt. 13 greeting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it's good when you come up with it while you're spitting out toothpaste. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate all my life. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like an exposed hoochie!!! -Jocelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I need to do is show her how shallow I really am then she'll have no surprises. -Anonymous Male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit down so I can jump you! -David&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the jeep! Forget the guy! -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your issues are revealed when you start to suck others' . . . blood. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just trade 'em in every ten thousand miles? -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No . . . she deserves a better man. -"Cake"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's Swedish. He doesn't have to make sense. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to build a good relationship, you can't start doing the nasty stuff. -AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't get married in this life I hope Captain Moromi is still available. -Sheri Dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can fornicate all he wants!!! -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like spooning . . . -Tara&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I fork! -Claire&lt;br /&gt;I like to ka-niffee!! -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate mine off. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't want &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; food, he wants &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; food. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's tough to be mature when your world is constantly ending. -Chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time, just don't be all over the bonds like that. -Kristine the Scientist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;DRINK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! -Jacob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'know, one day you say you want to take it slow and the same day you *&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;LAPE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; them!!! -Tara&lt;br /&gt;*lip rape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't even tried me yet! -Brandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if Haiti &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;IS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hell, I still not let her come! -Colin, in reference to Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where else are you going to get $8.00 romance? -Heather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Queen of Buns! -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't BS fast in Russian! -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the toilet lasts until tomorrow, I'll be shocked. As it is, I could frame it and hang it on my wall. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can also eat cashews if you haven't brushed your teeth yet. -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the grocery store, thinking about &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Richard Simmons&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, and it hit me! -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna Freedom your Boulevard! -Tara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116231276882482492?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116231276882482492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=116231276882482492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116231276882482492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116231276882482492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/10/installment-2.html' title='Installment 2'/><author><name>Tara Jayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145129769438426077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.nndb.com/people/893/000025818/joan-cusak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116223668656155149</id><published>2006-10-30T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T09:36:40.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Quotes</title><content type='html'>Since we can't just paste the quote wall in here for font reasons, I'm doing this old school because I have lots of time on my hands. So I present to you, the Fall/Winter 05/06 apartment 13 quote wall in seven easy installments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O, the joy that is a creampuff! -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yola--that's hola with a 'yo'. -Stephano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Testament . . . that's like, &lt;u&gt;old school&lt;/u&gt;. -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wasn't garbage truck hot--she was limo hot. -CSI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. . . As in a little retarded, not homosexual. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe your skins just changing colors and you're turning black! -Anon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno . . . Liz is pretty nasty. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristine's the only straight one here. -Stephano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick--let's trade pads! -Anon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't really have titanium breasts. -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If somebody's gonna give you a kiss, you'd better take two! -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna eat your cake and &lt;u&gt;still&lt;/u&gt; hate you!!! -Stephano and Will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not here to marry you off. -Bishop Vance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will love you eternally if you cook us. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take his bottom out!!! -Joe&lt;br /&gt;. . . Why not? -Jean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;SWEET ACTION!&lt;/u&gt; -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat zem! Eat zem both!!! Oui oui!! -Masculine French Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is indisposed right now . . . That's really none of your business. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are the no-more knees? -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're all Heinz 57! -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't play with me! -AJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we going to play the smacking game? -Fah-Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oye-Hawaiians must have Thunder Thighs! -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we were drunk we'd probably be naked by now. -Fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the child of LUCIFER! -Colin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look good for me and my girlfriends! -Lydia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were from Africa, they weren't real blacks. -Stephano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAVID'S RESERVED QUOTE SPACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were a man, how would you shave your cleft chin? -Sally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well . . . mine's lop-sided. -Kristine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That means she must be Russian! -Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't rate white people! -Bryce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone I've kissed said I was amazing, so I must be a natural. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go farther for free!! -Dirty Minds (You little Harlot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might stay stuck up!- Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, a slotted spoon doesn't work with spaghetti sauce. -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my best friend's boy-friend's friend. I &lt;u&gt;had&lt;/u&gt; to entertain myself SOMEHOW! -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A million germs in you and me can sure be lots of fun. -Stake President Parker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be my guinea pig! -Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter . . . I mean, I'm not afraid of Chris. -Claire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for calling the office of super genius . . . you have been rerouted to the office of too freakin' bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116223668656155149?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116223668656155149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=116223668656155149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116223668656155149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116223668656155149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/10/fall-quotes.html' title='Fall Quotes'/><author><name>Tara Jayne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14145129769438426077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://www.nndb.com/people/893/000025818/joan-cusak.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-116223622223976978</id><published>2006-10-30T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:24:02.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Quotes</title><content type='html'>So I was talking to Helen and telling her about how I play games at work because I have so much time on my hands and I get bored. Then I said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I played a game called Chicken Invadors. That's how bad it's gotten."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true. It's an MSN game, actually very fun, you should check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-116223622223976978?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/116223622223976978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=116223622223976978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116223622223976978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/116223622223976978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/10/work-quotes.html' title='Work Quotes'/><author><name>the quote wall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15265206917076598994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-115898757018959927</id><published>2006-09-22T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T22:01:45.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roadtrip Quote</title><content type='html'>So, traveling to Washington, Helen and Tara discovered that every other city already named in the United States also exists in Oregon. Why? We don't know. That said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen was learning state capitals, at the coercion of Tara, being quized frequently in a fashion like the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quick! what state is Montpelier supposed to be in?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-115898757018959927?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/115898757018959927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=115898757018959927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/115898757018959927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/115898757018959927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/09/roadtrip-quote.html' title='Roadtrip Quote'/><author><name>the quote wall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15265206917076598994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34886973.post-115898670546029034</id><published>2006-09-22T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T21:54:21.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Quotes</title><content type='html'>It's like Christmas...in your dress! -Helen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeww, you're gonna have a husband! -Helen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was probably a kissing whore in the premortal existance. -Helen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should go streaking on campus. -K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's up to no good. Look at those pants! -Tara&lt;br /&gt;You can always tell by the pants. -Helen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's purple! Purple is my favorite fruit. -Helen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a little curly thing. -Helen&lt;br /&gt;That may be for reproductive purposes. You don't&lt;br /&gt;wanna mess with that. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They never really love the people who give birth to them. -Tara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lips burn. -Helen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristine's unremembered but brilliant mohawk quote space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere between Heplen and sneezing was the unremembered mecca quote. -Tara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34886973-115898670546029034?l=apt13quotewall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/feeds/115898670546029034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34886973&amp;postID=115898670546029034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/115898670546029034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34886973/posts/default/115898670546029034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apt13quotewall.blogspot.com/2006/09/summer-quotes.html' title='Summer Quotes'/><author><name>the quote wall</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15265206917076598994</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
