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As Mistress of the most-watched court show on television, Judge Judy Sheindlin has a distinct lead in the field of candidates being considered to fill the vacancy left on the U.S. Supreme Court by Justice Sandra Day O’Connor. Though she was barely a blip on his radar a few weeks ago, President Bush is now feeling pressure from all sides to nominate America’s favorite judge. The momentum has been building ever since:
1. She was selected to receive a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.
2. A poll revealed that most Americans would prefer her over other TV judges to serve on our highest court.
3. Most recently, she received the endorsement of two important journalists.
If you want to help build the movement for Judge Judy’s nomination, you can take part in important online activism here. It’s sort of like phonebanking, but different [mp3 file].

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    And I just thought she was singing about squishing tomatoes between her thighs… thanks for the comprehensive translation!

    Artist: Shakira
    Song : La Tortura (English Translation)
    Lyrics :
    THE TORTURE (English Translation)
    I’m not asking that every day be sunny
    I’m not asking that there be a party every Friday
    Nor do I ask you to come back begging forgiveness
    If you’re crying with dry eyes,
    Speaking about her
    Oh my love, it hurts so much
    It hurts so much
    That you left without saying a word
    Oh my love, losing you was torture
    I know I haven’t been a saint
    But I can make it up to you
    Man doesn’t live on bread alone
    Nor do I live on excuses
    We only learn from mistakes
    And today I know my heart is yours
    Better save that for yourself
    Take that bone to some other dog
    And let’s say goodbye
    I can’t ask winter to spare a rose bush
    I can’t ask an elm tree to bear pears
    I can’t ask the eternal of a mere mortal
    And go about casting thousands of pearls before swine
    Oh my love, it hurts so much
    It hurts so much
    That you no longer trust my promises
    Oh my love, losing you has been torture
    I know I haven’t been a saint
    And I’m not made of stone
    Man doesn’t live on bread alone
    Nor do I live on excuses
    We only learn from our mistakes
    And today I know my heart is yours
    Better save that for yourself
    Take that bone to some other dog
    And let’s say goodbye
    Listen, baby, don’t you go
    Listen, baby, don’t get angry
    From Monday to Friday you have my love
    Give Saturday to me and you’ll be better off
    Listen baby, don’t punish me anymore
    Without you, out there I have no peace
    I’m just a repentant man
    I’m the bird that returns to its nest
    I know I haven’t been a saint
    And I’m not made of stone
    Man doesn’t live on bread alone
    Nor do I live on excuses
    We only learn from our mistakes
    And today I know my heart is yours
    Better save it for someone foolish enough to believe you and say Goodbye
    AD LIBS
    Oh after all I’ve done for you
    It was such a torture to lose you
    It hurts me so that it’s like this
    Keep on crying sorry
    I
    I’m not going
    To cry over you

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