Slow motion Gulls at the beach what a way to spend the day!!!
Genre: Animal Videos
by: AlanUltraSlo
My friends and i were lucky enough to get a condo in Florida next to an animal rescue for birds, i beleive the video tells the rest.
Genre: Funny Videos
by: kayge777
These gulls sound like monkeys and do it like monkeys, a weird group of birds.
by: videorichelieu
Happy new year from CEg. We look forward to really making some noise in our second year on the web. We have great hopes of getting over 1 million hits this year. Were ready. See you at the site.
Genre: Entertainment
by: TheMuse
In the Summer of 06 Family members wanted to have me make a Movie staring them. What seemed abstract came out in the Editing room and was submitted for the new show the Lot
by: 236lbsnomore
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by: EnglishRussia
Rip Van Winkle's Crimson Tears by David Hart Rip Van Winkle's crystal crimson tears Shatter as sea gulls flit and cheer A child's toy building doth tumble and crash While a moon sky casts a rumbling flash Rene Descartes ponders in an iron stove Mining his mind for the treasure trove Siggy Freud dreams of tunnels and holes Riding a big cigar scrapping other's souls Majesterial Mercury preens his taleria in bliss Musing and fretting, his thoughts quite amiss Rip Van Winkle's blood red years Fail to quell the fanfaronade of tears Rumplestilskin rows in a blue yellow kayak Up to the sun in a fervid fulgurant attack From the fear filled misery of a military trench To the quiet muted cries of a hard park bench Not much ado for a hero these days The hero's in a cardboard box which forever sighs Longing for just one empathetic caress Now worn down with a soul full of duress Rip Van Winkle's sanguine sorrowful tears Yield scant surcease to a deluge of fears 2008DavidHartUSA
by: hartistry
"Rip Van Winkle's Crimson Tears" by David Hart Rip Van Winkle's crystal crimson tears Shatter as sea gulls flit and cheer A child's toy building doth tumble and crash While a moon sky casts a rumbling flash Rene Descartes ponders in an iron stove Mining his mind for the treasure trove Siggy Freud dreams of tunnels and holes Riding a big cigar scrapping other's souls Majesterial Mercury preens his taleria in bliss Musing and fretting, his thoughts quite amiss Rip Van Winkle's blood red years Fail to quell the fanfaronade of tears Rumplestilskin rows in a blue yellow kayak Up to the sun in a fervid fulgurant attack From the fear filled misery of a military trench To the quiet muted cries of a hard park bench Not much ado for a hero these days The hero's in a cardboard box which forever sighs Longing for just one empathetic caress Now worn down with a soul full of duress Rip Van Winkle's sanguine sorrowful tears Yield scant surcease to a deluge of fears 2008DavidHartUSA
