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Parenting...
I think its funny... especially when people try and tell me what to do and what I "need" to do... Like the fact that Chloe' doesn't have a father in her life.."well she needs that father figure and if her father wants to come back into the picture then you need to let him be a part of her life" . WTF. LOL seriously...getting sick of people telling me what I need to do. I do what is best for Chloe'. And if you don't like it, then fuck off. My daughter deserves a whole hell of a lot better for a father then what helped create her. I welcome advice when people give it to me.. But don't tell me how to raise my child.

Parellel Parking
Parallel Parking... Before going to Europe on business, a man drove his Rolls-Royce to a downtown New York City bank and went in to ask for an immediate loan of $5,000. The loan officer, taken aback, requested collateral and so the man said, "Well then, here are the keys to my Rolls-Royce." The loan officer promptly had the car driven into the bank's underground parking for safe keeping, and gave him $5,000. Two weeks later, the man walked through the bank's doors, and asked to settle up his loan and get his car back. "That will be $5,000 in principal, and $15.40 in interest", the loan officer said. The man wrote out a check and started to walk away. "Wait sir", the loan officer said, "while you were gone, I found out you are a millionaire. Why in the world would you need to borrow $5,000?" The man smiled. "Where else could I park my Rolls-Royce in Manhattan for two weeks and pay only $15.40?

Parents These Days
Here in Birmingham a woman left her 3 yr old son with her 9 yr old son. The house caught fire and the 9yr old tried to pull the 3yr old out of the blaze. She was charged with manslaughter for the death of the 3yr old. What I somtimes don't get is this, all of these ppl out there are having kids left and right while others can't have any. I am one of those who can't have any. I am blessed to be the mother of 3 children because of parents like her, but look at all the children who suffer because of these idiots out there who do the craziest shit. I have been a foster parent for 5 yrs and I have seen children that have been hurt so badly that there is no hope of changing them or helping them. It brings tears to my eyes to think that a woman who carried a child in her womb for 9 months and brought a precious gift into the world could do this. Things have a way of working out for the good in the end, but damn. I hate to see these children hurt like this.

Parents Can Be Such Shit Heads...
wtf... my phone isn't working so you accuse me of it being off... I put my hand down ON the fucking pillow when i was on the phone... and you accuse me of throwing the phone under my pillow where you couldn't see it... every little thing... you can get at... you try...and it fucking rips me apart that you don't trust me enough... that you don't trust me to know what i'm doing... Fine, i'll admit it... i'm not a fucking 18 year old ok? I still live with my mother, and have to put up with her shit until i move out.. but that doesn't give you the fucking right to take away one of my friend! "you can't talk to him anymore. You have no business talking to someone who is older than you" you know what? Fuck you mom. I broke out in tears when you told me.. i looked you straight in the eye and pleaded you don't take away my friend.. the one person i can talk to everyday without judgment...he listens to me.. makes me happier... but you still idn't believe me... and me well.. i'm y

Parent - Job Description
This is hysterical. If it had been presented this way, I don't believe any of us would have done it!!!! POSITION : Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa JOB DESCRIPTION : Long term, team players needed, for challenging permanent work in an, often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required. RESPONSIBILITIES : The rest of your life. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5.00. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in ca

Parents And Kids And D/s By "k"
Standard disclaimer: The following is my NSHO... YMMV. All flames will probably be answered with really nasty e-mail. Recently I have had several people ask me what/if to tell the kids about D/s. I have a teenager, and a six year old, and have put a lot of thought into the question. This is what I have come up with. First of all, I want to say that I never practice D/s when my teen is in the house. Things just get too loud, and I wouldn't feel comfortable enough to let a scene happen. Occasionally, I will do a little D/s play if my younger child is in bed asleep... but only behind locked doors. I do believe that it is appropriate to share information on a maturity-appropriate level with older children. I do this regarding vanilla sex, drugs, alternative lifestyles... anything he comes to me and questions, or I think he needs information on. Why tell my teen anything at all? There are several reasons, but the main one is because he came to me and asked. I don't want my son part

Parents' Protection Doesn't Last Forever
But the desire to keep your child safe does. This is written by Norris Burkes I felt it was worth putting in my blog for others to read. It hit soft spot of my heart. When my son, Michael, was 22 months old, we feel down a hillside together. My wife and I were in the process of adopting him, and we decided to take him with us on a weekend retreat to a mountain cabin. One evening, he became a bit fussy, so I wrapped him in a blanket and went for a walk. As I made my way down-hill toward the street, I stopped to rest on a tree stump. Without warning, my foot slipped through the rotten stump. Suddenly, my world was a swirl of sticks, branches and mud. I curled Michael into me close, hugging him like a piece of pricesless art. It was a hug that allowed him to breathe, but refused him any exposure to the rough world we were tumbling through. Then, quite abruptly, I hit my head on the asphalt below. Things grayed momentarily, but I escaped with nothing more than some scra

.parental.randomocity.
k so ive come to discover...the best punishment for wicked disobedient children...is put them them to work. they crapped up mah clean house... they left nasty dishes on the table they threw trash... *waves wand* now im contentedly listening to mah girlies profile music while they're in the kitchen loading the dishwasher and washing by hand whatever else didnt fit...cept for some reason or another lacrymosa wont load n keeps leading me back to metallica n giving me a headache n the urge to vomit. hmmmm so mah living room is back to the way it was...mah dining room is back to the way it was...my porch is swept...the dishes are almost done... hurrah for free slave labor. *nod* yup. thats what ima do from now on. k so in other news... i heart my new herbal book its superfantasticness. my back hurts i spose the teleportation from yesterday actually might have worked on a much smaller scale than i originally thought. stupid blatant penis boy? stop trying to ad

Parents
Ok so last nite I was very very extremely frustrated with my kids, all they have done lately is fight and argue and bicker and argue with me when i ask for things to get done. Then my youngest last nite totally wasted a bottle of conditioner and half a bottle of mouth rinse...not by use but she felt the need to play with it. So i was so upset last nite n in tears cuz i am so fed up with it and a friend of mine told me some things to try.... 1) Take all toys, games, movies everything away n put it away 2) give them a seat to sit on and all tehy are aloud to do is read 3) for dinner for the first couple of nights only a PB sandwich n glass of milk So after school today i sat down n talked with my kids and told them how upset i've been with their arguing and fighting and not helping (especially with thier bedrooms) and told them the new rules and i'm making them take all the toys and "priviledges" out n we are putting them away in the basement and they have to earn the things back t

A Parent's Worse Fear
I went to a party, and remembered what you said. You told me not to drink, Mom so I had a sprite instead. I felt proud of myself, the way you said I would, that I didn't drink and drive, though some friends said I should. I made a healthy choice, and your advice to me was right as the party finally ended, and the kids drove out of sight. I got into my car, sure to get home in one piece, I never knew what was coming, Mom something I expected least. Now I'm lying on the pavement, and I hear the policeman say, The kid that caused this wreck was drunk,Mom, His voice seems far away. My own blood's all around me, as I try hard not to cry. I can hear the paramedic say, This girl is going to die. I'm sure the guy had no idea, while he was flying high, because he chose to drink and drive, now I would have to die. So why do people do it, Mom knowing that it ruins lives? And now the pain is cutting me, like a hundred stabbing knives. Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom

Parents Who Drugged Us
The other day, someone at a store in our town read that amethamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question. "Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?" I replied, I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to Adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity. I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields. I was drug to the

Parents Who Drugged Us
The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question, 'Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?' I replied: I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profane four-letter word. I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and fl ower beds and cockleburs out of dad's fields. I was d

Parenting
Hello everyone.How is everyone doing this week? Im good.Monday i was cleaning out the car port and i cut my leg open on some glass that was sticking up out of a box.well by wensday it was infected so I had to go to the doc and get a tetnus shot and im on these pills for a week BUT Im almost done cleaning out the car port.My next project is to re paint outside.Yeah I know boreing shit lol Well mothers day is comeing up fast.I had a great mothers day last year and im sure this year will be just as great.Im so lucky that i get to be a mom.When i was 13 i had docs starte telling me i couldnt have kids cuz of problems i had with my overies.It wasnt easy to have dylan.It took me 8 months to get pregeant and sadly i lost that baby.But one month later I found out i was preggo again.and it was hard.there was a few times it looked like he wouldnt make it.Then haveing him almost killed me.But I would do every sec of it all over again in a heartbeat.ill i have ever wanted is to be a mom.Its not

Parents Job Description
I read this and laughed my ass off!!It is perfect for all parents!!! POSITION : Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma Dad, daddy, da, father JOB DESCRIPTION : Long term, team players needed, for challengin Permanent work in an,Often chaotic environment.Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work Variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends And frequent 24 hour shifts on call.Some overnight travel required, including trips to Primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities!Travel expenses not reimbursed.Extensive courier duties also required. RESPONSIBILITIES : The rest of your life.Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily,Until someone needs $5.Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a Pack mule And be able to go from zero to 60 mph

Parental Supervision
My parents are driving about 20 hours to visit me this weekend. I'm fairly excited about this, since they haven't visited me in two years. But I'm also a bit concerned. Parents, to me, are like children. I generally like them--from a distance. When children visit me (and this seldom happens), I always struggle with what to do with them. Do you want crayons? This is usually the only thing I can think of that children do. (And do children even color anymore? I'm sure there is some digital replacement for this.) With my parents, I have the same problem. What on earth do I DO with them? My mother will probably be fine. She, like me, is easily entertained. We will garden, cook, visit, and, for the most part, enjoy each other's company. My father, though, is more of a concern. He will not enjoy the gardening, nor will he partake in the cooking. He likes to watch television, and though I technically *have* a television, I don't get any television stations. Not even

Parenting Licenses
It's been a bad day — Friday, May 25, 2007 It's been a bad day, not just for me, but many of the people I know too. So that kinda sux. I think that there should be parenting licenses. If people don't have one, or don't get enrolled in a class to get one in a reasonable amount of time, they shouldn't be able to retain custody of their children. People don't get rights over others simply by forcing them to exist. Due to the extensive research that's been done, and the studied results of it, and the things it showed; there seems to be a best sort of way to raise children. Children deserve that way. If people aren't raising their children in a way that is shown to produce positive results, they should be told how to. There's this weird social stigma about telling people how to raise " their own children. " Children can't be owned, they are fucking human beings!!!!!!! People who think in that context have issues from the beginning. People need advice and training. Paren

A Parents Tradgey
March 2, 2007 - What no parent should have to go through. This is a blog of what no parent should go through and that is the loss of a child. This a select group that I hope no other parent will join. But I know such as life is that is not to be. You never want to open your door and have the police standing there at 4:30AM because you know the reason they are there and it isnt because you forgot to pay a parking ticket. There is only one reason and one reason only that they are standing there. The first thought through your mind is which child is it. A lot of things become blurred. You stagger around and you say NO that is not the way it is suppose to be. I'm suppose to go before my kids. They want you to sit but you think irrationaly that if you keep standing it won't be true but you know better as the scream comes out of your mouth and you pound on the desk with your fists hoping that will make it not true. The police thought that I was having a heart attack. People say alot of ba

A Parents Worst Nightmare
This video came to me in my bulletins today and I am absolutely incensed. I am going to get on my soapbox for a moment because the time has come for a change. The founding fathers were more than ingenious in their formulation of our justice system, but as visionary as they were, there is no way they could have envisioned the insanity of today's society. In fact, this is the very argument being made against the provisions of the 2nd amendment, that no one could have forseen AK-47's, Mac 10's, Uzi's etc., and therefore it needs revision. Further, seeing such tragedy only reinforces my disdain for an "altruistic" vision of a supreme being. If God were love then it would be the criminal responsible for this abomination laying in a hospital bed instead of this sweet child. The video asks what is wrong with our justice system and that is the heart of the problem. We operate under a "criminal" justice system, and I for one am damn tired of it's fallacies and failures. Since God is

Parenting
Parent Why do we have children? I ask this because I see how many children suffer on a daily basis. I have to wonder what kind of parent would allow this to happen to their own child. Parents come from all walks of life, from the richest of the rich, to the poorest of the poor. Unfortunately we as humans take this fact of nature for granted. How many people in this country have children? Today’s society has only proven time and time again that children are more of a burden than a miracle. Parenting is not rocket science, it doesn’t take a genius to raise them, it does take however, a person with compassion and caring, love and patience, do you have what it takes, if your answer is no, then consider not having children or giving up the ones you have. Children deserve a better life than the one you are obviously willing to give them. The right to parent is governed by nature. Only God will decide who will and will not have children. If you are one of the few that cannot,

Parent - Job Description
This is hysterical. If it had been presented this way, I don't believe any of us would have done it!!!! POSITION : Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop JOB DESCRIPTION : Long term, team players needed, for challenging permanent work in an, often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required. RESPONSIBILITIES : The rest of your life. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds

Parent Definitions
Words that you or I would commonly use for one meaning, have a completely different meaning to parents in a family... AMNESIA: condition that enables a woman who has gone through labor to have sex again. BOTTLE FEEDING: an opportunity for Daddy to get up at 2 AM too. DEFENSE: what you'd better have around the yard if you're going to let the children play outside. DROOLING: how teething babies wash their chins. DUMB WAITER: one who asks if the kids would care to order dessert. FAMILY PLANNING: the art of spacing your children the proper distance apart to keep you from falling into financial disaster. FEEDBACK: the inevitable result when a baby doesn't appreciate the strained carrots. FULL NAME: what you call your child when you're mad at him. GRANDPARENTS: the people who think your children are wonderful even though they're sure you're not raising them right. HEARSAY: what toddlers do when anyone mutters a dirty word. IMPREGNABLE: a woman whose memory of

Parenting What A Hoot
Well all I am bringing the lighter side of things to you ~ although this is not so light hearted for my lil girl ... I find this very touching, she has just brought a small Garden bug, maybe a Roly Poly to me, dead and announbced while crying that we must go bury because she killed it on accident. So this is where I go and do my motherly duty with a flashlight and bury the lil fellow in the dirt . Then I will comfort her some more and we will go to bed.. So after a long day I shall say good night all... As we all lay our heads down tonight, lets count blessings in our lives. As bad as we think it may be for us at points there is someone who has it worse. You can bank on that. Luvs ya all that rock and you know who you are~

Parent Of A U. S. Marine
Tribute to United States Marine Corps -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You just might be the Parent of a U. S. Marine by Kolette, proud mom of Cpl Brian Abell, 3/25 WPNS Co. If you find yourself peaking around the corner before you turn down your street checking that no military vehicles are parked in your driveway and if you have nightmares about people wearing royal blue pants with a red stripe ringing your doorbell, ... you just might be the parent of a Marine serving in a combat zone. If you put out your flag everyday and find yourself wanting to rip the face off anyone who disrespects that symbol of our freedom, ... you just might be the parent of a U. S. Marine. If you feel guilty for wishing your son would get 'injured just a little bit' because that would mean he would be safe and comfortable in a hospital for a few weeks, ... you might be the parent of

Parents' Ire Grows At Pedophile's Blog
Parents' Ire Grows at Pedophile's Blog By JENNIFER STEINHAUER,The New York Times Posted: 2007-07-29 09:40:03 LOS ANGELES (July 28) -- The search for the self-described pedophile in the large-brimmed black hat commences nearly every day here, with findings posted on chat rooms frequented by mothers. He was spotted at a fair in Santa Clarita. He recently emerged from the Social Security office on Olympic Boulevard. He tapped away on a computer at the library in Mar Vista. Warnings have gone out. Signs have been posted. And yet unlike convicted sex offenders, who are required to stay away from places that cater to children, in this case the police can do next to nothing, because this man, Jack McClellan, who has had Web sites detailing how and where he likes to troll for children, appears to be doing nothing illegal. But his mere presence in Los Angeles -- coupled with Mr. McClellan’s commitment to exhibitionistic blogging about his thoughts on little girls -- has set pare

Parents Who Drugged Us!!!!!? ?
Parents who drugged us!!!!!? ? The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question. Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up? I replied, I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity. I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flower beds and cockleburs out

Parents
Sometimes I still sit and cry. At night I lie and wonder why. He took you up to a new place, to share with him in his space. Although you are better now. I still don't understand how. You left without even a goodbye, now you know why I cry. My eyes still fill with tears, as I look on into the years. Your voice I can remember, though not always tender I know you loved us all, but my heart is still dull. Parents are forever true, because they will always love you. You might not see this as you go on, but you will when they are gone.

Parents And Their Kids
Parents should be upfront about everthing with there kids except what the kids are getting for xmass and birthdays. if you like to walk around the house naked or topless then you should weather kids are around or not nomater there age and so on. If more parents were naked around there kids at home then less adults would be uptight about nakedness becase they grew up with it. what do you think? why? how come? what for? when? where? because...?

Parent-teacher Meeting
Waiting impatiently for his scheduled meeting with his son's ninth grade history teacher, Hobson Evert paced back a forth outside of her class room while she finished up a meeting with the parents of another student!!! He looked at his watch for the tenth time and muttered to himself, "What ever that kid did is no excuse to drag me down here at eight o'clock at night for a goddamn meeting, jesus christ, what the fuck are phones for anyway!!!" He was just about to stalk off in a huff when a gentle voice from the doorway called, "Mr. Evert, I can see you now, come in please and have a seat!!!" "Finally," he thought, "let's get the fucking show on the road," while sitting down at a table set up over in the far corner of the room designed just for these parent teachers meetings!!! While the teacher was perusing a sheet of paper on her desk and marking off some names, Hob gave the middle aged old biddy the once over and agreed with his son, nice tits but a little on the dowdy side, but I'd

A Parents Love
Wrote 2-12-05 a parents love is never ending its always flowing and deep just like a river or ocean a parents love will carry you on in life. a parent love is never ending it'll last as long as a river and runs as deep as the ocean a parent always wants better for their child than what they had growing up. some parents can do this without a problem or fuss while others are just able to make ends meet. some parents will have to leave just for a little while so they can better the lives of their blessed chilren. this doesn't mean of course that the parent stops loving you. it just means the parent wants a better life for you then they had.

Parents
Well galen and I are at my parents house right now due to the fact that he was in the hospital and I get the third degree about me being there. Their own daughter and I get yelled at. Never mind what he and I have been through or what we are going through right now. My nerves are shot and I can eat or sleep. I am worried to death about him and what we are going to do about his meds and mine. I have an appointment on Tuesday for depression and eating disorder and this just all over whelming right now. I want to bang my head on something or hit something right now. I would have thought that my parents understood what we were going throught, but I guess not. We are going home tomorrow and so this will probably be the last one that i write for a while until we can afford to get internet service at the house. I don't know when that will be though and i just wanted to say that I am thankful for all of that have listened to me. it has meant a lot to me. Thanks from the both of us

Parent - Job Description
PARENT - Job Description This is hysterical. If it had been presented this way, I don't believe any of us would have done it!!!! POSITION : Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop JOB DESCRIPTION : Long term, team players needed, for challenging permanent work in an often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not

Parent Thoughts...
I'm not much of a bumper sticker person. That's mostly because the vast majority of bumper stickers either fall into the "Who cares?", the "That's stupid" or the "That type's way too small for me to read while I'm driving" camp. On the rare occasion that I see a clever bumper sticker, I think, that's clever. Then I go back to paying attention to the road, because the "I was reading a bumper sticker" defense doesn't work with the poh-lice. Yesterday, while driving home from work, I saw one on the back of a car that made me think. "FUCK WAR" No, it didn't make me think about war, or about my stance on war, or about whether I wanted to fuck war or not. It made me think about how I felt seeing that on the back of a car. Whether I thought it was an appropriate place for something with the word "FUCK" so prominently displayed. I spent the rest of my drive in a battle with myself. The parent me thought, I appreciate the sentiment, but I'd really rather you showed some class and

Parents Prayer
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray my sanity to keep. For if some peace I do not find, I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind. I pray I find a little quiet, Far from the daily family riot. May I lie back and not have to think About what they're stuffing down the sink, Or who they're with, or where they're at And what they're doing to the cat. I pray for time all to myself (Did something just fall off a shelf?) To cuddle in my nice, soft bed (Oh no, another goldfish...dead!) Some silent moments for goodness sake (Did I just hear a window break?) And that I need not cook or clean (Well heck, I've got the right to dream) Yes now I lay me down to sleep, I pray my wits about me keep, But as I look around I know, I must have lost them long ago!

Parents , Under Aged Kids, Enemy's Of Your's
Very important info..... Google has implemented a new feature which enables you to type a telephone number into the search bar and hit enter and you will be given the person's name and address. If you then hit Map you will get a map to the person's house. Everyone should be aware of this! It's a nationwide reverse telephone book. If a child gives out his/her phone number, someone can now look it up to find out where he/she lives. The safety issues are obvious, and alarming!!! Note that you can have your phone number removed or blocked. I tried my number and it came up along with the mapquest and directions straight to our house. I did fill out the removal form for myself, and encourage all of you to do the same. Quite scary! Please look up your own number!!!!!!! You may know someone who needs to know this -that would have little kids. It takes Sex Offenders right to your front door!! Please share this information with friends and family.

Parenting Tips
okay so i'm not a parent but here are somethings i think parents shouldn't do: for starters, don't take 7 somas and then forget your 9 year old went to school that day. so because you forget, you call your neighbor and ask if your child is at their house before school gets out. secondly, don't abuse your kids and then blame your substance/alcohol abuse for it. when you kick your wife and her kids out, then bring them back and tell them to stop living in the past because they seem to dwell on all the shitty things you did/said to them... think twice about what you say to the oldest child because this one has a sharp tongue and dosen't take your bullshit excuses. these are my thoughts for now, but i'll keep you posted.

Parents
Parents are the shapers of our lives, not the makers and not the keepers There is a special group of people with more love then flowers have seeds. These people are known to help you with all of your needs. They may not be rich or fancy; they may never hit the news. But they are sure to know just how to help chase away the blues. Well, maybe not every time. Some may be white, some black, or even red or brown, maybe a yellowish. They most often come in two’s and they provide you your heritage. Their matched up as his and hers, male and female, husband and wife. They share everything together; the work, the bills, their entire life. Oh, and from little people they are mimed. Of all the hats, or titles they wear, the proudest it seems to me, is the hat or title known as a double syllable word. Oh what can that word be? Yes, that’s the one! The proudest word in the dictionary and the strongest I think. Proud and strong they have to be, or surely their family would sin

A Parent's Prayer
A Parent's Prayer Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray my sanity to keep. For if some peace I do not find, I'm pretty sure I'll lose my mind. I pray I find a little quiet, Far from the daily family riot. May I lie back and not have to think About what they're stuffing down the sink, Or who they're with, or where they're at And what they're doing to the cat. I pray for time all to myself did something just fall off a shelf?) To cuddle in my nice, soft bed (Oh no, another goldfish--dead!) Some silent moments for goodness sake (Did I just hear a window break?) And that I need not cook or clean well heck, I've got the right to dream) Yes now I lay me down to sleep, I pray my wits about me keep, But as I look around I know, I must have lost them long ago! Author Unknown

Parental Drama
Raise your hand if your parents are fucking nuts. *Raises both high into the air* My folks have been divorced so my drama, instead of being a collective chaos, is individual (meaning it's times-two). I won't bore you with details, but I say I should just shoot them both and put them out of their misery*. I don't think they can be happy any other way. *note to law enforcement: please read as sarcasm.

Parents Of The Year!!
Prosecutor: Mom bought weapons for boy Story Highlights Mother faces multiple counts for allegedly buying son guns, powder Parents tried to coddle "social outcast" son, prosecutor says Judge orders psychiatric, educational evaluation for boy, 14 In separate incidents, six teens arrested in West Virginia From Allan Chernoff and Brian Vitagliano CNN PHILADELPHIA, Pennsylvania (CNN) -- A woman bought guns and bomb-making material to indulge her socially outcast 14-year-old son, a prosecutor said Friday. Michele Cossey, 46, faces charges in connection with her son's alleged plan for a Columbine-like attack on a school. She is accused of buying him a .22-caliber handgun, a .22-caliber rifle, a 9 mm semiautomatic rifle and black powder used to make grenades. "There's a lot of things at play here," Montgomery County District Attorney Bruce Castor Jr. said. "You have a child who is obviously emotionally disturbed and a social outcast, and no doubt the parents feel sorry f

Parents 'ignorant About Cannabis'
Parents 'ignorant about cannabis' Police chiefs are accusing parents of showing ignorance and complacency in the face of widespread cannabis use among teenage children. The Association of Chief Police Officers says many parents do not understand the serious health risks of newer, more potent strains of the drug. It is calling on parents to show zero tolerance to help stamp out use of the class C drug. Government figures for 2006 suggest one in 10 under-16s has smoked cannabis. The call follows the sentencing of mother Nicola Cooper earlier this week for giving cannabis to her children to stop them buying it from street dealers. Some kids are taking the equivalent in cannabis terms of what would be a bottle of vodka a day Professor Robin Murray, Institute of Psychiatry Assistant Chief Constable Simon Burne of the Association of Chief Police Officers (Acpo) said it was irresponsible parenting to introduce drugs to children. "It's about zero tolerance,"

Parenthood
so im a dad now.. or thats what a mistake from my past says. it was a one nightstand that included ALOT of beer. so yeah im getting a praternaty test done and all that shit. any advice on what the hell else i should do if it turns out either way? fucking insane.

Parent Training Course
Okay, so you want to be a parent. I don't have any hangups on that. However, it must be warned to you that maybe you should take these 11 tests before thinking about having a "little bundle of joy" because I can tell you, it's pretty rough... Car Test: Forget the RR, it's the station wagon for you. Buy a chocolate ice cream cone and put it in the glove compartment and leave it there. Then get a pencil and stick it into the cassette player. Take a family size tub on deep fried chips and mash them into the back seat followed up by running a rake along both sets of doors. Now after driving the sabotaged vehicle 130 000 miles with a second engine, try and trade it in. Dressing Test: Obtain one large, unhappy live giant squid and attempt to stuff it into a small net bag at all times making sure that all the arms stay inside. Stink Test: Smear honey, peanut butter and soy sauce all over the sofa and curtains. Place a fish stick and hermit crab behind the couch and leave both there

Parent And Kid Contest!
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Parents Should Be Charged With Manslaughter And Neglect!
Boy, 5, killed by train in Watauga while playing on tracks 12:09 AM CDT on Friday, October 26, 2007 From Staff Reports A 5-year-old boy was struck and killed by a train Thursday evening in Watauga, police said. The child was hit by a northbound Union Pacific train while he and two other boys about the same age were playing by railroad tracks along Denton Highway near the Haltom City border about 6:30 p.m. The other children were not hurt. It is unclear whether the train's engineer saw the boy and attempted to stop. WFAA-TV Why the hell was a bunch of small children playing on or around a train track? WFT? Where was the parents?

Parent With Kid Contest ...need More People For This!
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Parent With Kid Contest Updates
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Parent With Kid Contest Needs 1 More Person!!
Parent with Kid Contest! I need pics of parents with their kid or kids to enter! 1st Parent is....... with 1 comments! 2nd Parent is...... with 1 comments! 3rd Parent is...... with 1 comments! Comments + Rates = Total Comment bombing allowed and Self bombing allowed! 2 Gifts from gift shop per winner! If u want to enter the contest plz send me link to ur pic in my messages or tell me and i will rip it for u ! Contest will start on 10/ 28 thur 11/04 Thanks Maria Click on pic to enter contest! ~*~AnGeLHeArT~*~~*~ ILLINOIS GOD MOTHER~*~ Founder Of *AnGeL FaMiLy *&* A.F.H.* ~ FoUnDeR Of~ * AnGeLs Of MeRcY BoMb SqUaD~ * ~@ fubar

Parent With Kid Contes Now Open!
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Parent With Kid Score Updates...
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Parent Job Description
PARENT Job Description POSITION : Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop JOB DESCRIPTION : Long term, team players needed, for challenging permanent work in an, often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments = in far away cities! Travel expenses not = reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required. RESPONSIBILITIES : The rest of your life. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in case, this time, the screams from the backyard are not

Parents Kept In Dark About Vaccine Waiver
Parents Kept In Dark About Vaccine Waiver ----------------- Bulletin Message ----------------- From: Paul Joseph Watson Date: 19 Nov 2007, 05:32 Parents Kept In Dark About Vaccine Waiver Parents of children in Prince George's County Maryland were kept in the dark about their right to opt out of vaccines as over a thousand kids were herded into a courthouse to be injected while authorities kept a close watch on advocacy groups and reporters who tried to inform parents that there was no law to mandate the shots. http://www.prisonplanet.com/articles/november2007/191107_vaccine_waiver.htm

Parents - Omg
I took my dad to the mall the other day to buy some new shoes. We decided to grab a bite at the food court. I noticed he was watching a teenager sitting next to him. The teenager had spiked hair in all different colors: green, red, orange, and blue; my dad kept staring at him. The teenager would look and find him staring every time. When the teenager had enough, he sarcastically asked, "What's the matter old man, never done anything wild in your life?" Knowing my Dad, I quickly swallowed my food so that I would not choke on his response; knowing he would have a good one. And in his classic style he did not bat an eye in his response. "Got drunk once and had sex with a peacock. I was just wondering if you were my son."

Parenting
THE JOB OF A PARENT HEARTS AS BIG AS TEXAS, AND EYES IN THE BACK OF THEIR HEAD, A PARENT USUALLY KNOWS THE TRUTH WITHOUT IT BEING SAID! YOU MAY THINK THEY DON'T CARE, OR ARE EVEN RUINING YOUR LIFE, BUT, THE JOB OF A PARENT IS NOT EASY, AND IS OFTEN FILLED WITH STRIFE! THERE MAY BE MOMENTS WHEN ALL YOU WISH FOR IS TO BE AWAY FROM US AND GROWN, BUT, BE THANKFUL THAT YOU ARE NOT ONE OF THE "FORGOTTEN"!!! AND THAT WITH US YOU WILL NEVER BE ALONE!!!! ORIGINAL POEM WRITTEN BY: MISTY DAWN (**SERENITY'S ANGEL**)(C)

Parents Who Drugged Us
PARENTS WHO DRUGGED US.. The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and he asked me a rhetorical question. "Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?" I replied, I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not speak with respect, spoke ill of the teacher or the preacher, or if I didn't put forth my best effort in everything that was asked of me. I was drug to the kitchen sink to have my mouth washed out with soap if I uttered a profanity. I was drug out to pull weeds in mom's garden and flowerbeds and cocklebur's out of

Parents
When they get older and you are rasing your children diffrenly then they raised you. Why do they act like they were the best parents in the world and you are doing everything wrong? I have made sure my kids stayed in school and finish their education. When I was in school they did'nt even look at my report card. From the time I was 12 To 19 Years old My Parents acted like i fell off the face of the earth. When I had my oldest son he was a god sent as I was told because he brought the family back together. Hm now how you that make you feel if that was the only way your family could survives? When me and the father of my chidren divorced. My parents help me raise my children while I worked to support my children so I would'nt have to be on welfare all their lives. I wanted More for my kids then what was done for me all my life growing up. I had the best clothes,the best of everything but I did'nt have the real love that comes from your mother and father. I gave all of that and more to my

Parent Job Description!!!
This is hysterical. If it had been presented this way, I don't believe any of us would have done it!!!! POSITION : Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop JOB DESCRIPTION : Long term, team players needed, for challenging permanent work in an often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required. RESPONSIBILITIES : The rest of your life. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds flat in

Parents...wake The Fuck Up!!
16YR OLD STABS TEACHER MULTIPLE TIMES DURING SCHOOL HOURS... MY SON GOES TO SCHOOL HERE...THIS IS SOME SCARRY SHIT!! WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE PARENTS??? HOW DOES THIS CHILD HAVE ACCESS TO WEAPONS AND HIS PARENTS HAVE NO IDEA??? SERIOUSLY, LET'S STOP BLAMING THE SCHOOLS AND THE TEACHERS FOR THESE KIDS. WHEN THE HELL DO WE START LOOKING AT THE PARENTS ?? AT WHAT POINT DOES A PARENT NOT KNOW WHEN HIS/HER CHILD IS NOT ONLY SO VIOLENT THAT HE HAS BECOME A DANGER TO SOCIETY...BUT, THAT HE/SHE HAS WEAPON(S) IN OR AROUND THERE POSSESION?!?!?! AND PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT YOU CAN'T WATCH THERE EVERY MOVE LINE..OR THE WELL I WORK SO MANY HOURS IT'S HARD TO KEEP UP WITH THEM...OR WAIT MAYBE THE..WELL YOU KNOW TEENAGERS THESE DAYS ....OR IS IT THE...WELL I HAVE TO WORK 16 JOBS TO MAKE ENDS MEET SO I JUST DON'T HAVE THE TIME I WOULD LIKE TO BE AS GOOD OF A PARENT AS I SHOULD BE... OKAY..THE WAY I WAS RAISED..YOU KNOW EVERY DAMN MOVE YOUR CHILD MAKES...ESPECIALLY AS A TEENAGER...I

The Parent Class Is Great!
I have a big headache this morning. :( I had one last night and it was still there when I woke up. I thought by me having my coffee this morning that it would help and it did a little. Coffee is a cure all! ;) I wish I could just curl up in bed with someone but he is far far away. I went to a class last night that my husband has attended for the last 2 weeks without me because I couldn't go. It is Parent Outreach Program and put on by the local Police Station for parents with strong willed children and teens that are getting into trouble with grades, alcohol and/or drugs. It is once a week for 10 weeks and each week they cover a new subject. Last night it was about drugs and alcohol. We are put into groups the first week and you stick with your group throughout the entire program. You discuss problems and solutions with these parents and the Officers teach the class. There are 2 of them. They also ask people to read out loud certain paragraphs from the book they give

Parenting
Well I thought id give an insight to some of my daily pleasures of being a stay at home dad of 2 boys and a girl.The daily grind isnt so bad there are many memorable moments,but every once in a while there comes that moment where it at the time erases all the memorable ones till your able to step back and take it all in.I will go ahead and get to the point, today I woke up from a normal restless sleep but once I gathered myself I felt refreshed and thought well ill take the dogs out then get the kids up and feed them and start my day.That all sounded like a good plan but instead I started heading down the hall and heard the sound of hands smacking on the wall so I turned around put my ear to my kids bedroom door,I couldnt hear my daughter so assumed she was still asleep and that my youngest son was awake.I opened the door and was shocked by the sight it looked like a murder crime scene but imagine a murder scene where the people bleed chocolate ....but then imagine that its not chocola

Parenting In General....
Let me ask a serious question......Does a friends child become your own when you are watching them? Recently my daughter stayed with a friend for a sleep-over. The sleep-over went fine, but the next day the father (nameless ass) decided to let his tomboy daughter take mine to the playground ( 9yr old girls ) which was out of his site. Wrong? Hell yes! The daughter then asked is mine wanted to see a stream in the woods, well my daughter in cautious. When they went to it, they could not get back up the embankment. Scared isnt the right word as to how my daughter was feeling. They had to go through a knee deep stream, in 45 degree weather, climb out the other side, cross a ditch and the nameless ass has the balls to say, "oh, kids will be kids." Do you know how hard it was for me not to put him through the wall? Am I wrong in this? I understand kids need to be allowed to explore, but in this day and age, too many things can go wrong. So, I played the softer hand and took my daug

Parents
Job Description This is hysterical. If it had been presented this way, I don't believe any of us would have done it! POSITION: Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop JOB DESCRIPTION: Long term, team players needed, for challenging permanent work in an often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required. RESPONSIBILITIES: The rest of your life. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from zero to 60 mph in three seconds fl

Parents Who Drugged Us...
I got this in an email today- love it, and know it's true. If kids today were disciplined, taught to respect their elders and how to work for what they want, I believe we wouldn't have half the problems. PARENTS WHO DRUGGED US Well worth reading and passing along! So true!! God bless Parents who drugged us! The other day, someone at a store in our town read that a Methamphetamine lab had been found in an old farmhouse in the adjoining county and asked me a rhetorical question: ''Why didn't we have a drug problem when you and I were growing up?'' I replied, I had a drug problem when I was young: I was drug to church on Sunday morning. I was drug to church for weddings and funerals. I was drug to family reunions and community socials no matter the weather. I was drug by my ears when I was disrespectful to adults. I was also drug to the woodshed when I disobeyed my parents, told a lie, brought home a bad report card, did not spea

A Parental Nightmare...
A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see the bed nicely made up and everything neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the pillow. It was addressed, "Dad". With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands: Dear Dad, It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with you and Mom. I've been finding real passion with Joan and she is so nice. I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, her tight motorcycle clothes and because she is so much older than I am but it's not only the passion, Dad, she's pregnant. Joan says that we are going to be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood, enough for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children. Joan has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be grow

Parenting
If it was going to be easy, it never would have started with something called labor! Shouting to make your children obey is like using the horn to steer your car, and you get about the same results. To be in your children's memories tomorrow, you have to be in their lives today. The smartest advice on raising children is to enjoy them while they ares till on your side. Avenge yourself...live long enough to be a problem to your children. The best way to keep kids at home is to give it a loving atmosphere...and hide the keys to the car. The right temperature in a home is maintained by warm hearts, not by hot heads. Parents: People who bear infants, bore teenagers, and board newlyweds. The joy of motherhood: What a woman experiences when all the children are finally in bed. Life's golden age is when the kids are too old to need baby-sitters and too young to borrow the family car. Any child can tell you that the sole purpose of a middle name is so he

Parents
Well, I don't know what to say anymore... Dennis is at it again... he spends more time on the computer playing with cyber girlfriend, than he does with his kids. I had them every day last week, sunday night through friday night. He got them friday night, and I got them back today at 2. They spent just a few hours with him (since they do sleep most of that time...) and he spent most of the time they were there on the damn computer... he doesn't even care enough about his own kids to get off the computer, and off of FUBAR long enough to pay attention to his own children. It's bullshit... The girls would rather spend all of their time with Adam than their own father... and now he is sitting here talking shit and acting like he is super dad... when he sits and ignores them for the damn computer... this is just bullshit... anyways, it's life...

Parents
So yesterday (well, tuesday) a new Scratch off lottery ticket was released here. I had spoken with my parents and together we were going to buy a whole roll. So last saturday I saw my mom and she gave me their half of the money. The guy who was going to sell me the tickets got them a day early, so I was able to get them tuesday instead of wednesday. So we had made plans for me to catch a ride over near where my mom works. She picked me up and took me back to their house. When we got there, my dad was in a whatever type mood, and my mom asked when he wanted to scratch them off and he was like "let's go on." So we did, and got back 2/3s of what was spent. So my dad wanted to reinvest their half of the money. My mom and I went to a nearby gas station and traded back the tickets that had won. I am kinda hurting for money right now, so I got money back for my half, while they got more tickets. We took the second group of tickets back and scratched them off. The second group won another $200

Parents With Teens That Lie
I think there should be a group for parents that have kids that lie about them. lol ever time I hear a kid tell me how bad there parents are I just want to smack them. it is kind of funny when I know the parents that they are telling me stories about how they get kicked out, beat, yelled at, well you now the list. dont get wrong there are those kids that are telling the truth and I that is a different thing all together. I am talking about the ones that lie about it.

Parent Orientation
I am just completely in awe. Who knew that, by fighting just a little bit...well...okay, A LOT...I'd be as lucky as I am today with my son's schooling? All it took was a $1,700 retainers fee, and voila :) I met with my son's teacher, who initially, I was concerned about. Any changes can really f*ck these kiddos up. But she really knows her shit. They have music therapy twice a week, art therapy twice a week....the same ol', same ol' subjects all other kiddos do, PLUS, they will take them on field trips once a month...bowling, mini-golfing, swimming. They supply hot lunches EVERY DAY for these kids...FREE. They have root beer floats on Fridays, IF THEY EARN IT. Point stores, where they can buy something at the end of the week, again....IF THEY EARN IT. I mean, everyone there is SO CLOSE KNIT. Come to find out....his individual therapist he has there ALSO works at the OT clinic my son goes to privately. It was nice to hear her say: "You truly have the best of both wor

Parenting
before i go i just want to say how proud am to be mom, one thing never ever dreamed would ever happen, including the fact i am married, never dreamed it would make it as has. number one reason i can be bullheaded. but anyway even when i am dealing with a three that says she can't do this and but can climb to get to something i said no too like her suckers.:) or one minute says she has lots fun with me n the next tell me i am not her best friend.:) gotta get used to that one cuz i remember saying i hated my mom sometime still do but that is cuz two people who are identical in everyway down to mannerisms can't and should not spend more than a hr together. lol ttyl

Parenting, New York Style.
My wife Sherry and her little sister Debbie grew up on Long Island, in one of those millions of neighborhoods where everyone's home is on a postage stamp 10 feet away from the next home on it's postage stamp. So one afternoon when she's about 14 or 15, she gets off the school bus and is walking down the street to her house, passes a neighbors house on her street, and the dad and a kid that is too young to be in school are out in the yard. As she walks by, this little 4 or 5 year old boy says "Fuck you Debbie!" to her! The dad overhears, and yells "HEY!!!! That's Sherry, not Debbie..."

Parenting School Refusers
Tomorrow I attend my first meeting which will look at developing a 'pathway' to support school refusers. Defn: A child/young person who refuses to attend a statutory education provision based on anxiety related phobia. (my definition, don't like it, offer another) My part in all this will be to ensure that the parents/carers of the city I work for are represented fairly and constructively. Having supported parents around many concerns they have for their child's provision of education; health needs; welfare needs, etc, for approximately 8 years now, which has included school refusal, I have several ideas of what would be good to put in place. These include clear avenues for parents to explore around alternative provisions and a publication to support parents in making contact with relevant agencies who could offer support. What I thought might be useful, just for my own personal learning development, is to get some kind of international perspective on this and hopefull

Parenthood
Last week I got a call from an idiot I call my father. He complained that I don't call him, and when he does, I never return calls. Which is a lie, since I have a voicemail AND a caller ID. ANd he hasn't called much. He then continued to whine about me not calling. I didnt want to ruin his holiday spirit by asking why the fuck he hasn't been calling for about 10 yrs, from the time I was 12, to the time I was around 22. Why he managed to break every promise he has made for me when I was little. Why he managed to kill every sprout of goodness in me with his sardonic personality and lack of any sort of emotion. Why he managed to compare me to every one of his friends' children, while not giving too much shit about my upbringing himself. It would've been fine if he had made any attempts to apologize and recognize his mistakes. But there would be a bigger chance of world peace than of him saying "sorry" about ANYTHING. He is in total denial, even after getting himself and I in

Parents
Some people look back on their childhood as, ‘The best years of their lives’. I, on the other hand, hated being a child because I always felt caged and restrained. I disliked having to ask for things. I specially disliked being told “No!” without a logical or fair reason. I hated being told what to wear,when to come home or where I could go. When I was very young I hated not being able to reach things. I really hated sitting in the back seat of the car being told to “Sit still and shut up!” When visitors came we were sent outside to play. We were usually sent to bed when we weren’t ready or tired. One of my earliest childhood memories has me standing at the gate with my mother’s voice calling from the house, “Darlene, don’t you leave the yard will you?” I was about three years old and I was wondering why I couldn’t go out of the gate. My father and my big brother left every day. They both got to go out of the gate, but I wasn’t allowed to. People walked past, stopped, said

Parental Crap
Soo, after being MIA for sometime, I finally got a hold of my dad (turns out he was in Costa Rica with his wife the whole fuckin time), which proceeded to lie that he tried calling, but my voicemail was full. He has been on my case about my job for eternity now, and now is being an even bigger pest. He works for a "big famous company" designing fuel injectors for diesel engines, and apparently there is an opening for a book keeper position in one of the depts there. He is a senior production engineer, and says he could pull some strings. But...I've told him a coupla million times that I am very satisfied with my current job, and that I do not NEED another one, but it falls on deaf ears. Every time I see him, he tries to tell me what a loser I am, and what a great thing I'm missing out on. Plus, gettin that other job would involve me getting rides with him to work everyday. Being his clone, we would end up stabbing each other after a week.

Parent - Job Description
PARENT - Job Description This is hysterical. If it had been presented thi s way, I don't believe any of us would have done it!!!! POSITION : Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop JOB DESCRIPTION: Long term, team players needed, for challenging, permanent work in an often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings and weekends and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required, including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required. RESPONSIBILITIES: The rest of your life. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to g

Parent/teacher Conference
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So I got a phone call from my dad early this morning. Now anyone who's read my blog at some point in time will realize these usually aren't events in which to be joyful. We get along, but only because I've been taught to respect him. He tries hard to do what is right for me, but I think we're just in a different world. Anyway, he tells me he's got something that will brighten my day. He tells me this joke: A teenage girl is talking to her grandmother and asks her how her grandfather died. The old woman says "He died by lovemaking." The young girl is astonished and asks her grandmother weren't they a bit old for that? and she replies "Well, we normally made love on Sundays, and we did it to the time of the church bells. Ding was in, dong was out. Everything was fine until that ice cream truck came by." Now you must understand that for my dad, this is pretty heavy stuff, he's a preacher. The joke is terrible, but it actually made me feel a bit better.

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Parental Control Software
The Internet could be a fantastic resource for children. They can use it to research school reports, communicate with teachers and other children, and play interactive games. Children who are old enough to punch in some letters on the keyboard can literally access the world. That access can also pose dangers. For instance, an 8-year-old may do an internet search for "Lego set." But with just one left out keystroke, the word "Legs" is entered alternatively, and the kid perhaps is directed to a heap of sites with a focus on legs — many of which could contain pornographic material. That's how come it is important to be well aware of what your children see and hear on the World Wide Web, who they meet, and what they share about themselves online. Just like any safety issue, it is prudent to talk with your children about your worries, make the best of resources to protect them, and keep a close eye on their activities. Internet Monitoring Software

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Just spent the last two days with my Parents here... hadn't seen them in almost 4 years. It went well, we had a good time, my Mom even brought a bunch of pictures and old stuff for me, but I made her bring them with her - I lose shit all the time, and lost most of my things from my past with that cvnt in Ohio, so I'd rather her hold onto that stuff. I uploaded a few pics of me and my childhood to FB, for those of you that are on there too... *sigh* I miss them already. You'd think by almost 40 I'd be less sentimental about stuff like this, but in the past 15 or so years, I've only seen them a handful of times, and my Dad's health is getting worse. He had a small stroke a few years back, messed with his memory only though, thank God... but now he's 100x more likely to get Alzheimer's *sighs* They're in their 70's now. I know that one of these times might be the last time, so I think that's what's getting to me the most. I have no grandparents left, my sister died in 96, my other sis

Parenting Guide 101
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I was going to wait to post this, but I decided to do it tonight while the idea is still fresh in my head. Home Alone is another movie that was funny and filled with plenty of gags. But what seems to be overlooked is the horrible parenting of the McCallisters. Seriously you leave your kid at home and don't even notice until you are on the plane to France? You know what that tells me, you shouldn't have had so many damn kids in the first place if you can't keep track of them. First off the parents are obviously well off. They live in a huge house and can afford to take themselves and the kids not to mention the aunt and uncle and their kids to France for christmas. Are you telling me you couldn't afford a nanny or something to help keep order in the house? And then Kevin the child that is left behind is the youngest of your children and not one of his older siblings notices that he isn't there. I've flown on a plane, the cabins aren't that big. And plus you're going to Europe, that's l

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On the day when you see us Old , Weak and Weary…………..Have patience and do try to understand us… If we get dirty when eating…..and….If we cannot dress on our own……….Please bear with us and remember the times when we spent feeding you and dressing you up.. If, when we speak to you, we repeat the same things over and over again……….do not interrupt us ………..listen to us……… When you were small, we had to read to you the same story a thousand and one times until you went to sleep. When we do not want to have a shower, neither shame us nor scold us……… Remember when we had to chase you with your thousand excuses to get you to the shower? When you see our ignorance of new technologies…help us navigate our way through these world wide webs………….We taught you how to do so many things…&he

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I gave you life, but cannot live it for you. I can teach you things, but I cannot make you learn. I can give you directions, but I cannot be there to lead you. I can allow you freedom, but I cannot account for it. I can take you to church, but I cannot make you believe. I can teach you right from wrong, but I cannot always decide for you. I can buy you beautiful clothes, but I cannot make you beautiful inside. I can offer you advice, but I cannot accept it for you. I can give you love, but I cannot force it upon you. I can teach you to share, but I cannot make you unselfish. I can teach you respect, but I cannot force you to show honor. I can advise you about friends, but cannot choose them for you. I can advise you about sex, but I cannot keep you pure. I can tell you the facts of life, but I can't build your reputation. I can tell you about drinking, but I can't say "no" for you. I can warn you about drugs, but I can't prevent you from using them. I can

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My Goddesses designed Me to become Khrystal Ein Stein. Uber Neurotic, highly motivated, susceptible and prone to damage. I suppose they had a clue. The demi-gods they chose, mixed with the care the Goddesses provided; well, that shit, brought forth MY existance. So, they just and let me be. Two years went buy and i was happy as a meadowlark, without a tree...lol...i was a neogurl, sparkling, shiny and cute.... Too Bee Determined at some random, futuristic, timezone. USA or .... stay tuned folkz. k

Parents
Okay so this is something that I have been wanting to say for a long time. It is about gay love and if you don't want to hear about it then you shouldn't read this.......................................................................................................................................................................................................... Parent tell there kid that they will be loved no matter who they are or what they become but that isn't always true. They say that it is okay to love who every they want to. But that isn't true either, in most cases once the word gay passes the lips of their child it is like death has come out of their mouths. They are pushed away and left alone most of the time. I think that people need to learn to just deal with it, that or don't tell their children they will be loved no matter what because that is a lie, they should tell them that they will love them and be with them unless they are gay because that is what happens most of

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Parents Awarded $2.9m In ‘wrongful Birth’ Lawsuit Over Daughter Born With Down Syndrome
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well as far as i know from my father he's a great guy but he's a sour core dealing with him my whole life has left me no other choice to move out by my self i have had it up to the sky with his ignorance he believes that a bisexual is the same thing as a homosexual no a bisexual is way differnt it means that a guy or a girl like male and female he still calls them quers no that is invalid sir very very much wrong i am a friend of a guy by the name of nick he's a great guy but he's bi sexual which i'm comfortable with but my father still owes him a apology for accusing him of a theif which i left it over there just incase i go back but no my father wanted it back just because he paid for it no it belonged to my mother and she gave it to me not my father so it's mne not his he has the damn desk top my acer laptop got fryed and now i have to replace the hard drive and the d rvie on the fucking laptop oh what joy but i have had it with parents they think just because you live in their hou

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Par For The Course
A golfer is in a competitive match with a friend, who is ahead by a couple of strokes. The golfer says to himself, "I'd give anything to sink this next putt." A stranger walks up to him and whispers, "Would you give up a fourth of your sex life?" The golfer thinks the man is crazy and that his answer will be meaningless, but also that perhaps this is a good omen, so he says, "Okay," and sinks the putt. Two holes later he mumbles to himself, "Boy, if I could only get an eagle on this hole." The same stranger moves to his side and says, "Would it be worth another fourth of your sex life?" The golfer shrugs and says, "Sure." He makes an eagle. On the final hole, the golfer needs yet another eagle to win. Though he says nothing, the stranger moves to his side and says, "Would you be willing to give up the rest of your sex life to win this match?" The golfer says, "Certainly!" He makes the eagle. As the golfer walks to the club house, the stranger walks alongside and says, "You

Paris Hilton.'' I Am Hot''...i Don't Think So ;-))
Paris goes to jail Paris Hilton Sentenced to 45 Days in Jail Heiress Must Report to Prison on June 5 By SANDY COHEN, AP LOS ANGELES (May 4) -- A judge sentenced Paris Hilton to 45 days in jail Friday for violating her probation, putting the brakes on the hotel heiress' famous high life. My god,everythime i put on the news they are talking about this 'poor'girl who has to go to prison for 45 days Now she starts wheepingand tries everything to prevent she don't have to pay..take responsibillity for 1 of her many stupidities There are even people starting holding petitions so she don't have to go to jail..I don't feel any pitty for her Think there are far more important things in this world than this shit She thinks she is Hot..I think she is an Idiot What do you think?

Paris Hilton Fucking Deserves To Go To Jail!
Oh boo hoo for Paris "I am a fucking whore" Hilton because she has to go to jail for 45 days!! Guess what? You deserve it bitch!! Poor little rich girl being picked on. Let's throw a pity party! Now 900 of her fans have started a petition to get Gov. Schwarzenegger to pardon her so she doesn't have to go to that awful 3x5 cell. Their reasoning is that Paris provides "beauty and excitement to our otherwise mundane lives". Excuse me all you Paris fans, I don't need her to bring beauty and excitement to my life. I can find it perfectly fine without her help. I am sick of her and any other rich fucker thinking that they are above the law. Let's face it...if any ordinary person like you and me violated probation, we would have the irons clapped on us and put in the slammer post haste. What I don't understand is why her mother wasn't thrown in jail after her comments in the courtroom after slut's sentencing... Please Arnold do all of us a favor and not just say no, but hell fuck

Paris Hilton
I am so damn tired of turning on the TV and hearing about Paris Hilton. I do not care if she is in prison. I do not care if she has a porno out. I just do not care about Paris Hilton. She is a stupid and ugly spoiled brat, that bought herself into fame. Why can't we talk about something of importance. Like the dingleberries in Joe Schome's underwear.

Paris In Prison *lmfao* (updated)
I wouldn't even be posting this if it wasn't for programs such as Entertainment Tonight and The Insider; Someone is trying (they are I suppose) like Paris went to the 'joint' instead of just county. It makes me laugh-- honestly, did she honestly expect to get out of going to jail just because she's well known? And this nonsense about her not having to remove her hair extensions--because they're wrapped too tight--able to wear her makeup, not being subjected to the body cavity search, being put in a special housing unit...etc etc..is just that...BS. First of all, it shouldn't matter how much money you have, if you're guilty of the crime--no matter how petty-- you should be treated just like everyone else! Now, they are saying that by day 3 of being in jail, Paris is crying--not eating--not sleeping--is freezing (because she only has 3 blankets and no pillow). Maybe she should've thought about the consequences BEFORE she broke her probation--hmmmm let's see...maybe she thought she

The Paris Hilton Controversy..
Now, I along with the general public may find what has happened with her to be a travesty of justice. But I'm one to look on the bright side of things. If she were to go to jail, and was murdered by another inmate, we would be subjected to endless media coverage the magnitude of 9/11's. Hell, the day of her death would be forever memorialized. Honestly, I can live without "Paris Hilton Day". -s

Paris Get-out-of-jail Free Drama: Day 2
This is insane! All the media attention at the courthouse in LA! And Paris thought she could get away with 'appearing' in court by phone! The police are now at her house...to take her in. HAHAHAHAHA! LOL!

Paris Hilton Back In Jail
Paris Hilton was ordered back to jail today, where she BELONGS! hopefully she will stay there for the remainder of her sentence or evne better hope she just dies in there, then ill be very happy!

Paris Rant 1
Okay this is my first Paris Hilton rant. . .on cherrytap. I have more on myspace but I feel that one is in order for aqui!! ("here" for those who don't understand) Ding dong the b. . .oh wait I will refrain from cussing. Anyways she went back to jail. Though her time spent in house arrest will be subtracted from her total days in prison. Why does this rich trollip get treated better than anyone else who has to serve their time? Wait I answered that!! Because she's rich. (By the way me calling her a trollip is my opinion and is based on many facts if you'd like me to explain my conclusion I'm more than happy to enlighten you.) I don't believe that Hilton will learn anything from her confinement but I do pray she will. By the by! We need to stop paying attention to her!!! My god it was all over the radio (I don't watch much TV anymore but I heard it was there too). SPECIAL REPORT: PARIS IS OUT OF JAIL!

Paris Hilton Hell...
Paris Hilton Hell... OK, seriously...who really cares about Paris "F**kin" Hilton? Huh? Who? If you come home from work and the first thing on your mind is "The Paris Hilton Saga," then you have issues. What the hell has Paris Hilton ever done? What are her accomplishments? What has she done to help better mankind? What college did she go to? The University of Slut & Whore? She has done nothing. She will never do anything. She is famous because of her name...not her wealth, her name. Keep in mind, she didn't make all that money. She didn't start Hilton Hotels. She just lives off it. I can do that. Anybody can do that. Then there's the videos. We've all seen them (don't pretend that you haven't). I've seen two of them, I don't know if there are more. One is an example of night-vision technology at it's worse. I felt like I was in Fallujah. Paris looked like a raccoon. And I've always had this fear of raccoons. I don't know why, but they scare the crap out of me. I don't tru

Paris Hilton. Does Anyone Really Care???
Time for venting!!!! Ok I am sooooo sick of hearing about that blonde bimbo "heiress". I will admit I have followed it more then I probably should. That is the train wreck effect going on there. You really don't want to look, but you end up not being able to turn away. Well I am sick of hearing about her. Do ppl in this world actually feel sorry for her? Is there anyone out there that thinks that she is being mistreated and its not fair? IF so and you are on my friend list or fan list...please remove yourself. I don't have time in my life for those type of people. Anyway getting back to Paris. I thought it was utterly stupid that she thought Gov Schwarzenegger would pardon her for driving drunk. He has enough work as govenor then to rescue her from jail. And I am sure the jail isn't no ordinary jail...but it isn't a HILTON...(damn I crack myself up) Anyway she is in a special part for celebrities and crooked politians (not there are such things). Her next big drama was

Paris, You Were Only "acting Dumb"? Bwhahaha!
The "news" story perhaps only redefines self-induced delusions of grandeur. Funny. Miss Hilton admitting she has learned that acting dumb is "no longer cute" and claims she is a reformed character after being sent back to jail. Hilarious. If it were an acting job, she deserves an Oscar. Or a Tony. An Emmy. Maybe a Razzie or one of those gold popcorn cups that MTV doles out on its lame awards show. And to see she thinks she's above the law just because of her identity. Umm, what does Paris do again? What valiant contribution has she made to mankind other than "The Simple Life" and briefly increasing readership of Maxim and FHM mags? Anyone want to remind me? See ya Paris. Let me know when you get out of jail - so we can find a way to make you and Nicole stay in there.

Paris Gets Interview While Skunk Runs Wild..
Congrats to NBC for not interviewing Paris Hilton. However Larry King stoops low enough to make sure she gets an interview and payment for being an alcoholic. Oh well, apparently that is a news worthy piece…no pun intended… What about Port Clinton, Ohio? There were plenty of doings there. At a busy intersection in Port Clinton, Ohio, a skunk got its head caught in a Coke can and held up traffic for 20 minutes when it became blinded and confused, running around in circles and spraying motorists. But Paris wins over… Oh well, with the 4th of July soon approaching there will be many of news worthy events taking place. Hopefully they are just cute and funny things and not tragedy. Hang in there and may the 26th of June be ever so nice to you and oh by the way GOOD MORNING. A huge hug and a pat Mart

Paris Hilton Forgives Firecrotch
Paris Hilton is friends again with Lindsay Lohan and recent pics show the two almost friendly. Amazing that Hohan would forgive Paris for the whole Greasy Bear video last year when the Firecrotch comment came up, but Hohan has apparently been forgiven for dating Hilton's ex Stavros Niarchos. "Paris has decided to give Lindsay a second chance," says a spy who spotting them being cordial on the 4th of July at Malibu beach.

Paris Hilton Vows To Prove Jail Has Changed Her
Hotel heiress Paris Hilton launched a post-jail media make-over, vowing to shed her party-girl image and prove she is a changed person after serving three weeks behind bars for violating probation in a drunken-driving case. TAGS: probation, heiress, Paris Hilton LINK: Paris Hilton vows to prove jail has changed her Webindia123 from Boxxet News ------------------------ SIMILAR STORIES `Changed' Paris vows to make difference - The Standard Hilton says jail was 'traumatic' - Irish Times MORE FROM Reuters | Irish Times | Sydney Morning Herald | Stuff.co.nz |

Paris's Jailhouse Bathroom Fears
That medical condition Paris Hilton had that led the LA County Sheriff to release her from jail? The Daily News reports that the socialite was worried guards would take a photograph of her using her jail cell bathroom and then put it on the Internet. From a Hilton insider who spoke to the News:"She didn't eat or drink a single thing for three days because she didn't want to use the toilet. She was in real danger." Hilton also suffered from "extreme claustrophobia" and began hyperventilating and freaking out. "She cried the entire time, and that wasn't helping the dehydration," the source said. Jail medical officials became concerned that severe dehydration and a buildup of waste and toxins in Hilton's body could cause a complete collapse and "even kill her," the source said.Brilliant or stupid? And couldn't the jail's wardens make sure guards didn't have cell phone cameras? And come on, even though Hilton has shown the world many of her bodily functions, who really wants to see h

Paris Hilton Says She Has "read Every Letter"
border="0" src="http://www.contacthollywood.com/photos/uncategorized/2007/06/11/parishilton.jpg"> Last week we gave you Paris Hilton's address in jail, and yesterday she told Barbara Walters she has read every letter sent to her... "I have read all the letters sent to me by my fans, and some of them have made me cry." Here's Paris Hilton's updated address in jail: Paris Hilton #9818783P.O. Box 86164Terminal AnnexLos Angeles, CA 90086-0164These items ARE NOT allowed: Food or cosmetic items Stationery, blank envelopes, envelopes with metal clasps, postage stamps, envelops with gang or suggestive drawings/art work Musical, plastic, plastic covered, blank, greeting or post cards larger than 6”x9” Paper clips, staples, pens, pencils, glitter, stickers, glued or gummed labels Rosary beads, balloons, string bracelets, or other jewelry items Lottery tickets or prepaid telephone cards Cellophane tape or any type of tape on letters Paris called her Mom from jail, who was already on

Paris Hilton's In The Slammer - Total Jail Coverage
6-8-07 6:28pm PST: PARIS HILTON UPDATE:- How LA Attorney's Office Convinced Angry Judge to Send Hilton Back - Judge Sauer Remands Paris Hilton's Sentence; Hilton Taken Screaming and Kicking From Courtroom Back to Jail- LA Attorney and Judge File Order To Have Hilton Appear Back in Court- Paris Hilton's Sentence Reduced Before She Goes to JailNote: The media was in a frenzy this morning (June 8th) over the fact that Paris Hilton was being taken to the hearing in police custody. MTB reported this last night after we obtained the city attorney's motion which specifically stated that Hilton would be taken into police custody. So why was it such a BIG NEWS item this morning? Because CNN read my blog. I can prove it. Anyways, yet another scoop for MTB! :-DThe following is the original story from 6-4-07Hollywood Heiress Checks In To Clink Early, Not-So-Hot Mugshot, Video Shows Paris with mysterious guy, more photographs, plus discussion, arrest photos and Paris has Advice for Young People (LO

Paris Goes To Prison
(Please enjoy this one-act play starring Queen Latifah as "Prison Guard Sister," (PGS) OJ Simpson as OJ Simpson, Paris Hilton as Paris Hilton and Lindsay Lohan as Lindsay Lohan.)(PGS brings Paris to her cell for the first time. Paris looks in, shocked and pauses at the entrance.)Paris: I won't go! I won't! I won't! I won't!PGS: Yes you will, you emaciated vacuous pox on society.Paris: That totally cleared up last month!(Guard shoves her into cell. Paris falls on her face.)Paris: I can't believe this is actually happening. Is this actually happening? This cell is teensier than Tinkerbell. Tinkerbell? Kinkajou? WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! I want my illegal mini-pets!!! PGS: Maybe you'll make friends with a rat. Yes, this is happening, now shut your trapper and listen. I know you're none too bright, but I am required to explain your new environment to you. This is your shower. This is where you will wash yourself and your own undergarments.Paris: My what?Guard: Your undergarments. Your bra. Your

Paris Hilton In Disguise Jets Off To Maui
She may be trying to attract less attention, but it seems Paris Hilton has a strange way of going about it. The blonde socialite, who has vowed to change her ways after spending 23 days in jail, chose to wear a black wig and straw hat as she flew from LA to Hawaii - immediately putting her back in the spotlight TAGS: socialite, Paris Hilton LINK: Paris Hilton in disguise jets off to Maui Daily Mail - UK from Boxxet News ------------------------ SIMILAR STORIES Celebrity Gossip: snippets - Fametastic Paris Hilton heads to Maui - Earthtimes.org MORE FROM Celebrity Gossip; A Dish Best Served Cold! | This is London | Hollywood Life

Paris And Nicole "make Up" In New Season Of "simple Life"
Here is your first look at season five of Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie's reality show, "The Simple Life." After spending season four apart, the pair met up for the first time on camera and Extra has your first glimpse. For this and more of Paris and Nicole, watch the Simple Life when it premieres this Memorial Day on E! TAGS: Nicole, Simple Life, Paris, Paris Hilton LINK: Paris And Nicole "Make Up" In New Season Of "Simple Life" by The Huffington Post Huffington Post from Boxxet Blogs ------------------------ SIMILAR STORIES Richie and Hilton to counsel fat kids - Paris Hilton Sex Paris Hilton and Nicole Richie to counsel fat kids - Topix MORE FROM Topix | National

Paris Checks In To The Clink And It's Not A Skyview Suite - That's So Hot!
Hollywood heiress and socialite Paris Hilton surrendered last night after a music award show to begin her 23 day jail sentence, a day before her original sentence was set to begin.The LA Sheriff's Department reported that they met Hilton at a outside the Lynwood correctional facility in order to keep the facility safe and free of gaggles of photographers following Hilton wherever she goes.While she was able to strike a pose for her booking photo (at the right), Hilton will not be able to wear her extensions in jail.OMG! Paris without extensions.Paris Hilton in an orange jumpsuit inside a jail cell?That's SO hot. Somebody get pictures!Hilton showed on the red carpet Sunday to attend the MTV Music Awards. She stopped for a brief moment to talk to reporters.Who is this guy Paris was with this weekend?"I've gotten thousands of letters from all over the world," Hilton said, adding that she could have opted to serve her time in a "upscale" jail."I did have a choice to go to a pay jail," she

Paris Hilton Offered One Million Radio Gig
Paris Hilton has been offered a $1 million-a-year contract to host a US local radio show. KDWB Radio - which broadcast to Minneapolis and St. Paul, Minnesota - have offered the hotel heiress the six figure sum to co-host their morning ?Read full story Paris Hilton has been offered a $1 million-a-year contract to host a US local radio show. KDWB Radio - which broadcast to Minneapolis and St. P... TAGS: hotel heiress, PARIS HILTON LINK: PARIS HILTON OFFERED ONE MILLION RADIO GIG by julius from Blogs: Celebrity News ------------------------ SIMILAR STORIES Paris Hilton Offered Job to Host Show - Hollywood Rag - Celebrity Ragazine Paris Hilton?s radio pay day - Celebrity Gossip MORE FROM Tonight

Paris Hilton On 'larry King Live'
Celebutante" and reality TV star Paris Hilton gave her first post-jail interview to CNN's "Larry King Live" Wednesday. Here is a transcript of the show: TAGS: reality TV, Paris Hilton LINK: Paris Hilton on 'Larry King Live' CNN International from Boxxet News ------------------------ SIMILAR STORIES Paris Hilton on CNN?s ?Larry King Live? - Bosh Hilton to give Larry King post-jail interview - ABC Regional Online MORE FROM NBC 4.com | WFSB | TV Squad | Huffington Post | CNN | TV Squad

Paris Hilton Debrief
I know I am not the only person who found coverage of the Paris Hilton debacle completely fascinating. I don't like Paris Hilton; I've never even really followed Paris Hilton. But I was absolutely glued to the television on Friday, watching the drama unfold.What made this such a media event? It wasn't as if she was suspected of killing anyone. Certainly, DUIs and driving with a suspended license are serious issues, but they are also (sadly) somewhat commonplace and nothing that would typically cause such public fascination. If the same events had happened to someone like Reese Witherspoon, I doubt we would have seen such a brouhaha.So why Paris?The answer is simple: she just sucks. She first became a household name when she arranged for the release of her own sex tape. She has had no work output of any value whatsoever. (And say what you will about Lindsay Lohan, but she has made some decent flicks.) She comes across as a simpering, spoiled brat and not even a remotely nice per

Paris Or Our Troops?
I was just curious which you guys (and gals) thought was more important: the fact that Paris Hillton had "issues" with her jail sentance or our troops and what's goinng on over seas? It just seems unfair to me that our troops are over there dieing and the majority of the media focus is on some dumb bitch that happens to like to drink a little more then she should.Maybe one of you could explain it to me 'cause it's just not makin' any sense over here.I think all this celeberaty bullshit is so way over rated!You don't see anyone makin' a big hella noise over the guy down the street who pumps gas for a living or some shit like that.That poor basterd isn't making millions off of people reading about what HE'S doing. I just feel like it's a giant slap in the faces of all the men and women of our armed forces who put thier lives on the line every day just so that dumb bitch CAN go out and get drunk! And That goes for all the Celebrity Hype Shit!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't care if you disagree

Parish The Thought
Tonight after work I'll be attending a parish (Lutheran churches are grouped in parishes by geographic area not unlike what you'd call counties in Louisiana) education meeting. The only reason I knew about it was that yesterday before work I asked another church member I knew on the committee when it was rescheduled to. I usually stop by Bethany Lutheran on Wednesdays during their mid-morning coffee break at about 10 A.M. to catch up on what's going on. The various treats people bring aren't so bad, either; I remember Evie (not one of the pastors, custodian, or one of the secretaries, but a regular volunteer there) brought apple fritters fresh from Miracle Mart, and they're really good! Especially when you realize that when you cut one in half, the calories escape! Regarding our church's youth program, I learned that the youth director position is going to be filled by three people. Not because one person can't (theoretically) do the job despite problems we had with our last on

Paris
So we went to Paris for a week. That was pretty cool. Took lots of photos, saw lots of sights, walked a LOT, saw some amazing art, came home with a few stories to tell. Not my favourite European city, but certainly one I'm very glad I've been to now. I've uploaded a few photos of me standing outside things, if you're interested.

Pariah
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A Paris Rose
a Paris Rose deux "paperback" Miasma rise in alluring swirls sweat bead pearls and curls Indigo ocean of blue blanket spread book in hand, cig cherry red Lingerie black as the silken night legs lay together skin stark white mirror reflects from the chaprobe's face lonely lay temptress in lusty lace chest plate finger trail, red nail glimmers down, down, down to desires deep river a man in her mind from paperback words crushing cherry and smoke sliver blur body twists lighting for words to arise fingers dip deeply in between her thighs the book gets laid in a back jerked head romance and passion was lived and read the city of love delivered a night a lady of fashion's mental flight solitaire long stem, in 'pari' grows reading romance, a Paris Rose

A Paris Rose
trois "watching" cloudless day with a soft sun mildew fountains spray their sum big oaks shade a lovers walkway busy streets beeping paved a city stroll thru shops and malls fumar', when she feels the call long legs narrow to heel and toe a sexy seductress, a Paris Rose around the fountain of dolphins and gods The Lady of Fashion saw something odd a Man and a woman in a heated kiss a Paris Rose stopped to watch this man hand's roaming over back and chest openly massaging this woman's breast park bench perched two love birds wings wrapped around one another expressing their love without shame a Perrie' picture to Paris's fame the woman's hand went to his crotch a Paris Rose engrossed in the watch a Lady of Fashion was breast mashin' feeling the lovers, loving passion short black and sassy hair fingers answering desires dare in the city of lovers exposed "watching" was a Paris rose the woman kneaded his demanding loin he fingered upon her

Paris Notes
--[Crowded out of "A Tramp Abroad" to make room for more vital statistics.--M. T.] The Parisian travels but little, he knows no language but his own, reads no literature but his own, and consequently he is pretty narrow and pretty self-sufficient. However, let us not be too sweeping; there are Frenchmen who know languages not their own: these are the waiters. Among the rest, they know English; that is, they know it on the European plan --which is to say, they can speak it, but can't understand it. They easily make themselves understood, but it is next to impossible to word an English sentence in such away as to enable them to comprehend it. They think they comprehend it; they pretend they do; but they don't. Here is a conversation which I had with one of these beings; I wrote it down at the time, in order to have it exactly correct. I. These are fine oranges. Where are they grown? He. More? Yes, I will bring them. I. No, do not bring any more; I only want

Parished
Out on the snowy field lies deathDeath to all things that once inhabited the field. As winter approachedThe creatures and animals of the field made hasteTo prepare themselves for the upcoming winterBut the field, it just sat.Sat there in silence like it did last yearand the year before and so on.Winter creeping up like a thief in the nightThe weather changing from cool to cold in a moments notice.Once again, the field seem unpreparedIt knew winter was coming but did not care.Empty and desolite much like myself we sat together and watchedAs the winter months drew on.Layers upon layers of snow blanketing the ground.Hiding the beautiful surface of the field from the world.Everything beneath the snow has parished. Dead, but covered in such beauty.The field remains silent beneath the deep snow.Walking through the field, dragging my feet in the snowExposing the once beautiful green field.A whispering sigh mutters from my lips As I fall backwards into the snow.Awaiting new to fall and cover

Paris
1. L'Ile Saint-Louis This delicious little island sits right in the middle of the Seine, almost hiding behind its big sister, l'Ile de la Cité. There's isn't really much to see in it, having no monuments and not more than 10 roads crossing it, but the many beautiful buildings from the 17th and 18th centuries, that all seem to be furrowing their grey stone brows at your little self down there, make it a very characteristic place. You might want to walk about pretending to be interested in the paintings on show in the art gallery windows, or you might just want to sit on the parapets bordering the isle and watch the river flow, or you might like to go towards the Pont Saint-Louis, where you can bet someone is playing the accordion, and from where you can see Notre-Dame's big fat behind as she squats on the tip of l'Ile de la Cité, but whatever you do, to make it even more pleasant, be sure to get yourself an ice-cream at Berthillon's. 2. La Seine This river is incredible. If I coul

Pariah Re[d]mix
dogs nip rip at my heels i run down the wet {warm wooley/woolfree} alley [she dances around me and about me thumbilina balerina] boots slip {slit} trip dogs rip nip at my heels HOWLING six beasts {sex breasts sucks best} i run sum {cum} sweaty steady [slinky silk slips softly across her shoulders slides across her breasts highlit pinpoints in a shadowy dance delightfully alit while her body swims within] panic {manic} cum RUN oh shit between me and freedom stands a wire fence {no no no} not enough time to climb in out in i spin reaching deep fast and hard into side holsters [she stops to kiss me licking my lips as she pulls away] i pull out {glistening} twin pistols as my {my my} back slams into wire i open fire into the hellhounds hot guns unload BLAM [falling to her knees she wraps her arms around my thighs] BLAM warm white liquidlike BLAM several yelps several thuds and blood bathes the slippery street [releasing she falls backw

Paris Hiltons...decapitated Head..and The Voice Inside Mine
THIS GIRL NEEDS TO BE FUCKED FOR MANY DAYS WITH CONSIDERABLE NEGLECT TO THE disspossission OF HER COMFORT OF STATE OF MIND, WAIT DOES SHE HAVE A MIND.... i dont mind answering that WHAT I WOULD DO IS FUCK HER WITH A NINE IRON COVERED IN DOG HAIR, HERPES, AND CORN FLAKES, DUCT TAPE, GLUE, OLD STAMPS, AND BROKEN GLASS FROM A EARLIER EIGHTIES g/e MANUFACTURED 40W LIGHT BULB... yes...im listening AND THEN I WOULD CUT HER HEAD OFF WITH A SKILL SAW AND PUT IT IN MADONNAS MAILBOX.... your a lover YES, I FAILED TO MENTION I WOULD MARK HER DECAPITATED HEAD RETURN TO SENDER what does that mean? DONT WORRY YOUR PRETTY LITTLE HEAD ABOUT IT who am i I DONT KNOW BUT YOUR INSANE i loved the blonde ambition tour YES THAT WAS A QUALITY PRODUCTION i think i may be falling in love with you THATS FINE BUT KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN, I DONT WANT PEOPLE FUSSING ABOUT US SEEING EACH OTHER SINCE YOU DONT REALLY EXIST i exist in your mind I SAID SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH KUNT oh now i am just ge

The Paris Test
You Are Content Some people may consider you to be a bit too boring, but you find comfort in routine. You are a naturally curious person. You are truly interested in how the world works. You have a few friends that you feel really bonded to you. You prefer very close friendships. Expression and art recharge you. You feel best when you are able to make something. The Paris Test Blogthings: If Quizzes Are Outlawed, Only Outlaws Will Take Quizzes

Pariuri Sportive Online–bonusuri-strategii Pariuri.
Clasamentele celor mai importante campionate de fotbal din Europa in 2009. Clasament Romania Liga 1, Anglia Premiership, Italia Seria A, Spania Primera Division, Germania Bundesliga si alte clasamente actualizate la zi din alte campionate externe. De asemenea va prezentam rezultatele scoruri meciurilor desfasurate anterior al celor mai importante campionate de fotbal din Europa si meciuri de fotbal care se vor desfasura ulterior.anglia clasamente

Paris
Dreaming ,lying here looking up at the stars , wondering where u are .. smiling to myself .. and hoping your smiling back as you look down on me .. tears well up in my eyes ... i think i of you often .. but i don't allowe myself to cry too often .. crying too much seems to make me feel so weak .. so helpless and i never want to be helpless .. i want to be independant ... if only you could see some of the things i've done .. some of the things i told i would .. i've crossed them off my list .. i've been to Paris Mum ,oh my , it was so wonder , so romantic , just like you toldme it would be .. .. the french men with thier big hats .. what do you call them again Berrets .. they smiled at me , it was a beautiful summers day when we went me and Nia .. we have a picture too ,its just so beautiful it makes you feel like you never want to leave ... What a place forever .. leaving its footprints in my heart ,in my soul.

Paris Messi Can Not Buy Non- Shaking Quote ! 250 Million Transfer Fee +2500 Million Annual Salary
Messi is in the career of the most delicate moment . Messi still has fans love, and most of his injuries was not injured ,cheap jerseys but the club 's attitude towards him. Messi is not a machine , he is a man of flesh and blood , but since a very long time , he has to deal with the problem of the attitude of the club dissatisfaction . When the Spanish tax authorities disagree , Messi did not get the feeling of the club protection , and thus he became the object of a lot of media slander . There are a lot of recent media reports discredit Messi , Messi these media will be described as a dictator locker room and on the pitch , Arsenal jersey but the Barcelona club have failed to turn a blind eye , not the first time stand out as Massey said the two sentence . Recently, the media that Messi often injured because of changes in eating habits , and kicked the previous trust therapists , but for such a rumor , Barcelona club remained silent, no excuse for the Macy . In the cas

The Park
It started with a simple walk in the park which led to a nice talk that lasted past dark.. as the time got later the conversation got deeper... the conversation ended with a hug and a smile.. which in turn led us to decide to sit down and relax for a while.. the relaxation led to a little more conversation.. which led to a little exploration.. as my hands wondered your body shuttered.. as I ran my hands over your hips I decided it was time for me to use my lips.. a gentle kiss here a gentle kiss there.. before I'm done I'll have kissed you everywhere... finally you told me to stop cuz your body couldn't take anymore... I then told you to relax cuz I plan on doin a whole lot more... you told me not here cuz people could see.. I told you the only people that mattered were you and me... cuz this is our world our own little kingdom.. and that before it was all over our bodies will look like one... then I told you

Parking
I have a theory: Even if I park my car in the outermost reaches of a parking lot — in that secluded space at the end of a row so far away from civilization that logically, no one else in their right mind would ever want to park there when there is a plethora of other perfectly acceptable parking spots to choose from — someone will still decide to park their hulking, beat-up wreck of a car directly beside me. So close to me, in fact, that I am compelled to question their mental capacity (just how many brain cells are they missing?), their eyesight (did they not see the freshly painted, brilliantly white line disappear under their car when they pulled into the space?), and their general road-worthyness (if they don't realize that ten centimeters is not an acceptable distance to leave between two parked vehicles, how much space do they consider appropriate while merging onto the freeway?) After realizing that the situation leaves me no choice but to get in on the passenger side,

The Park!
we meet in a park one sunny warm fall afternoon. we have been planning this for weeks and it is finally here. i see you from across the grassy lawn. I walk towards you and you towards me, our eyes lock on each other. our hearts are pounding. we come together and embrace in one long sweet kiss. we begin to walk holding hands, talking. soon we come across a side path, we take it and it dead ends at a small stream. we sit down under a tree on the leaves and start to kiss and fondle each other. it has just gotten warmer. our breathing quickens, urges start to stir down below. you feel the bulge in my pants and i feel the dampness of your sweet pussy through yours. i nuzzle your breast with my lips and bite your blouse. we are so hot and ready for each other. you unzip my pant and release my now rock hard cock, you begin to slowly kiss and lick it, it feels so good. i help you out of your pants and panties. i reach down feel the wetness of your pussy. i find your clit and slowly rub and car

The Parking Garage
"Oh, pardon me!" I blurt out as my elbow catches against you, spilling my wine on your dress. "I am so sorry!". You begin to yell about my carelessness, but as you look up at me, your demeanor changes. "It's ok - accidents happen", you say. I feel terrible and offer to help you clean up as we retire to the ladies room at the swanky hotel. We take turns dabbing at your wet dress trying to get as much of the wine up as we can. The embarrassment we felt as I dabbed the top of your dress had passed. When I saw your nipples harden beneath the thin material my breath caught in my throat. You saw my stare and reached up to rub one of your nipples. My eyes widened. "She's coming on to me," I thought. I reached my hand to your other breast and began to caress it, all the while watching your face, ready to pull it back if I caught a hint of a scowl. No scowl. Instead I see a sly smile turn up your mouth and your hand leaves your breast and finds mine. We lean into each other for one of the most

Park
She did not know what he looked like, as she set waiting at the bar. It was fun getting picked out of a crowd. She set there sipping on her drink keeping herself busy watching the game and the people around her. She could feel his present getting closer as she looked up ther he stood with kind eyes looking down at her. She was easy to spot and quite worth the hunt. Ater a drink and great conversation they took off to the lake to watch the sun set along with a wondereful bottle of wine and some great smoke... They laughed and wondered why they did not meet sooner, but i guess somethings are meant to wait for. His kisses felt good his soft lips and his tender touch, he had amazing hands that melted her flesh with every touch... The wine got better and so did the conversation. He was a very passionate man that like to show it, his face lit up in conversation and reading between the lines became more difficult as they could not keep from touching. Her skin was so soft and smooth, it was d

The Park,,,,,
True as it was, I was definatly feelin you, Your touch sent shivers down my spine, I couldn't stop it,,, nothin i could do, Your smile was so uplifting, Our souls met eachothers half way, You were there for me through a tough time, You know i luv you for that till this day, Your friendship was so strong, I thought it would never break, Somewhere we lost who we were, I never thought for eachother we'd forsake, After some harsh words of misunderstanding, Till this day ive missed you, Your strength you let me feed on, You helping with what i knew to do, You and I go back a long time papi, Honestly what are we fighting for??? You know those feelings are there between us, Stop pushing me out the door, To see the pictures of us together, All the memorys of that day rush back to me, Like a ghost never saying goodbye, You are an angel with heavenly wings, You picked up my soul and gave me strength, To make it through a difficult time, I hope and pray that

Parking Lots
I was in King Soopers parking lot today and I love the fact they have the dummy arrows. (These are the arrows that point which way you should go for those who find it too mentally challenging to figure it out on their own.) I was going the way the arrows told me to. Then a lady comes going THE WRONG WAY and glares at me like I am the one doing something wrong. GRRRRRR

The Park
They walked through the park as the sun peeked over the top of the willow trees, a light breeze blowing messing up her fine hair, she smiled and ran her hands through it as they found one of the cement picnic tables and had a seat. She peered out over the water as he sat on the tabletop and started to play with his laces. She soon moved up beside him and watched his fingers as they fiddled with his shoes, she leaned in with a wicked grin on her face, I can think of something better you can be doing with your hands. He looked at her, a little shocked but very much turned on by what was just suggested to him. He wasn’t sure if it was a genuine request but he didn’t care, this was something that he was about to act on. He chuckled lightly as he leaned in and kissed her deeply, his hand moving up and caressing her cheek. She let out a light moan as she kissed him back, her hands moving to his chest and moving slowly over his pecks. Her fingers find his nipples and start to pinch at them th

Parking Garage Story
Public encounters can be very erotic. Especially with someone you just meet. The shopping mall I go to has a parking garage where you get a ticket and then pay when you leave. All summer I would happen to come up to the ticket booth where this really hot woman was working. She would flirt with me from time to time and I always made sure I paid my ticket at her booth. Well one day I was at home watching a few erotic videos and having some steamy hot chat conversations online. I was really horny and needed to get laid. That's when I thought about my friend at the mall. I went down there and parked on the top level away from other cars. I then went to the booth where she was working. She said she couldn't really talk to me since cars would pull up every couple of minutes. So I got into the booth and crouched on the floor so the cars could not see me. She thought I was crazy but since it was so boring to sit in the booth all day, she was glad to have some company. Her uniform was a

Parkwood Apartments
Parkwood Apartments United States, Alabama, Birmingham During the 1970’s, these apartments were the site of a multiple homicide. On the anniversary of the murders, which occurs in January, the stench of burning human flesh is pungent. Blood appears to ooze from the upstairs foyer. One woman even reported feeling fingers caress her neck and bosom on that January day. Many believe the apparition to be that of the murderer; he was never found.

Parkland Hospital's
PARKLAND HOSPITAL'S HOSPITALITY PROGRAM UNBELIEVABLE!!! Parkland Memorial Hospital, in Dallas, Texas, is a fairly famous institution and for a variety of reasons: 1. John F. Kennedy died there in 1963 2. Lee Harvey Oswald died there shortly thereafter. 3. Jack Ruby,who killed Lee Harvey Oswald, died there a few years later ... by coincidence On the flip side, Parkland is also home to the second busiest maternity ward in the country with almost 16,000 new babies arriving each year. (That's almost 44 per day--every day!) A recent patient survey indicated that 70 percent of the women who gave birth at Parkland in the first three months of 2006 were illegal immigrants. That's 11,200 anchor babies born every year just in Dallas County. According to the article, the hospital spent $70.7 million delivering 15,938 babies in 2004 but managed to end up with almost $8 million dollars in surplus funding. Medicaid kicked in $34.5 million, Dallas County taxpayers kicked in $31.3 milli

Parking Lot Surprise
Okay one of my more recent fantasy involves a parking garage. I imagine that I have just gotten done with an appointment. It is very late in the day and I had to park earlier farther into the garage than I would have liked. I walk out of the door to the stairs, my skirt swishing as I walk. I am exausted from the day I've had and cant wait to just get in my car and drive home. My legs are killing me in these shoes and I know that I will most definately be taking a nice hot shower when I get home. I look around the parking garage and notice most of the occupants have already left for the day. It is so nice to have some time for peace and quiet. As I get closer to my car I hear sounds coming from some where close by. It sounds like a man and a woman talking in almost hushed tones. I reach into my purse to find my keys and cant find them anywhere. Damn! I franticly start to think where the last time I saw them was... and then I hear the woman giggle from something. I turn to

Parking Ticket
I went to the store the other day, and I was in there for only about 5 minutes. When I came out there was a motorcycle cop writing a parking ticket. So, I went up to him and said, "Come on, buddy, how about giving a guy a break?" He ignored me and continued writing the ticket. So I called him a pencil-necked Nazi. He glared at me and started writing another ticket for worn tires! So I called him a piece of horse s**t. He finished the second ticket and put it on the windshield with the first. Then he started writing a third ticket! This went on for about 20 minutes... the more I abused him, the more tickets he wrote. I didn't care. My car was parked around the corner. I try to have a little fun each day. It's important.

Park City Vacation
the links below are to the pictures http://www.supermotors.net/vehicles/registry/7998/59209 http://www.supermotors.net/vehicles/registry/7998/59205 Wow… what an adventure. We had a great time it included ups and downs…. Literally but it was still an awesome adventure. We started out on the 14th and headed to Denver to have lunch with our daughter Christa then off to Black Hawk to have a little fun. What should have been an hour plus trip turned into more than five hours. We headed up I70 and Klaus’ truck Grouch decided… I don’t think so. Well, the one part you don’t check and replace before a vacation tends to be the one that is needed. Well, stranded on the side of the road with Grouch vapor locked Klaus decided the fuel pump would have been a necessary part. Not that it was bad but… he decided it was weak. Well Red was sitting up on his trailer hung out just enough into traffic to make it interesting for drivers… I decided to stand behind him motioning traffic to the left s

The Park - Short Story
written Jan/07 by Jo It is a wonderful night, the moon high in the sky and getting fuller. It is a little cold but certainly could be worse. The clouds are but wisps intermingled with the stars. Twinkling like sparkling diamond flakes splattered in the sky. I was alone in the park, I had been there most of the day enjoying the sunshine and reading a wonderful mystery full of intrigue. I watched as the kids played ball and genuinely had a great time. I remembered laughing at a couple that was walking through holding hands and looked to be enjoying a very good talk with one another. They seemed to be all alone just the two of them even though the park was teeming with people. I thought it would be nice to share moments like that with someone. As the day waned I sat on a bench and watched the sun go down. It was a beautiful sunset...the kind where most of the sky has a pinkish hue and then goes to orangish hues to a vibrant red/orange. The clouds were wispy and as the setting s

Parkland Hospital
Parkland Memorial Hospital in Dallas, Texas is a fairly famous institution and for a variety of reasons: 1. John F. Kennedy died there in 1963 2. Lee Harvey Oswald died there shortly after 3. Jack Ruby-who killed Lee Harvey Oswald, died there a few years later..by coincidence "On the flip side, Parkland is also home to the second busiest maternity ward in the country with almost 16,000 new babies arriving each year. (That's almost 44 per day---every day) A recent patient survey indicated that 70 percent of the women who gave birth at Parkland in the first three months of 2006 were illegal immigrants. That's 11,200 anchor babies born every year just in Dallas According to the article, the hospital spent $70.7 million delivering 15,938 babies in 2004 but managed to end up with almost $8 million dollars in surplus funding. Medicaid kicked in $34.5 million, Dallas County taxpayers kicked in $31.3 million and the feds tossed in another $9.5 million. The ave

Parking Ticket
> > The other day I went downtown and went into a shop. I was only in > > there for about 5 minutes. When I came out there was a cop writing out a > > parking ticket. I went up to him and said, "Come on, man, how about giving >a retired person a break"? > > > > He ignored me and continued writing the ticket. I called him a "Nazi." > > He glared at me and started writing another ticket for having worn tires. >So I called him a "doughnut eating Gestapo." He finished the second ticket >and put it on the windshield with the first. Then he started writing a third > > ticket. > > > > This went on for about 20 minutes. The more I abused him, the more > > tickets he wrote. Personally, I didn't care. I came downtown on the bus. > > > > The car that he was putting the tickets on had a bumper sticker that > > said "Hillary in '08." I try to have a little fun each day now that I'm > > retired. It's important to my health.

Parker Breaks Leg, Steelers Beat Rams
Parker breaks leg; Steelers beat Rams By R.B. FALLSTROM, AP Sports Writer Fri Dec 21, 5:28 AM ET ST. LOUIS - Willie Parker's season ended after his first carry, and the Pittsburgh Steelers will miss the NFL's leading rusher if they get to the playoffs. But they don't miss him yet. Najeh Davenport, a career backup running back with typical nondescript statistics, has two huge games since entering the league as a fourth-round draft pick of the Green Bay Packers in 2002. Both have come against the St. Louis Rams, with Davenport's two-touchdown, 123-yard rushing effort pacing a 41-24 victory on Thursday night. "I took it upon myself to put the offense on my back and carry it," Davenport said. "He's our guy, he's our breadwinner. Not having him, everyone has to pick it up a level." Parker broke a bone in his lower right leg in the first quarter, giving the Steelers plenty of time to adjust to the new reality. "Our heart goes out to him because he's a competitor

The Park
I picked you up from work, Decided to eat lunch in the park. As we walked we were holding hands a kissing. You were wearing a Black skirt and Nice white top I could tell you had no bra on your nipple's pushed through the material. We were eating and joking around stealing kisses from you you leaned in and told me you had no panties on.I look around and saw no one I slid my hand under your skirt and felt how wet you were I asked why dear you smiled and said you had never had sex in public. I so love helping you I took your hand and made our way to a bushy area. Once there I slid to my knee's you braced yourself on the tree as I begin to tease you running my nail's up and down your inner thigh's raining kisses upon the scratches's. My toung winding it's way up to your lip's you tremble with pleasure and fear, you hear People all around us you try to keep control as I begin to play with your clit running my toung wantingly upon it at first tiny circle's around it I feel your Tr

Parking Lot Play
After the meeting tonight, I stopped by the bank and the drive-thru Versateller (not ATM, it’s like Kleenex, not tissue). As I pulled up, the car in front of me pulled back (as in reverse). “What an idiot,” I thought. Overshot the machine and has to pull back. Out of the window came a slender arm followed by flowing black hair. “Not such an idiot after all.” (It’s amazing how good looks make women more intelligent). A couple seconds pass and off goes the car around the corner in the lot. “Hmm…must have known I was eyeing her” (a common response). I pull up to my cash cow (I haven’t met my Sugar [even my blogs pay homage] Momma yet) and tried sticking my card in. It didn’t fit. The last time I tried sticking something in and it wouldn’t fit, it was embarrassing. I was hoping not to have a repeat. I looked up at the screen only to see “please wait while we process your transaction.” “What transaction? You didn’t take my card.” Then it hit me, "Jackpot! Money c

Parking Solution
A pastor of a two-church parish had to drive every Sunday morning about 4 miles from the 9:30 service at one church to the 11 o'clock at the other. He would often find the parking lot of the second church full, and be forced to park down the road and race to the church on foot. The problem was finally solved when he selected a parking spot near the side door of the church and posted a sign that read, "You Park - You Preach."

Parking Lot Stay
I pulled into the crowded parking lot at a Super Wal-Mart Shopping Center and rolled down the car windows to make sure my Labrador Retriever Pup had fresh air. She was stretched, full-out, on the back seat and I wanted to impress upon her that she must remain there. I walked to the curb backward, pointing my finger at the car and saying emphatically, "Now you stay. Do you hear me? Stay! Stay!" The driver of a nearby car, a very pretty young lady, gave me a strange look and said, "Why don't you just put it in park"?

Parker20 Has Autos On!
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Parker's Up For Auction
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Parking Space
Stop honking your damn horn! He shouted this as if the other drivers could hear him or even cared. The car slowly crept to a complete halt on the already crowded freeway that had now become a true parking lot for the south bound lane. Normally this situation would have gone unnoticed since there are three lanes. But this was not a normal day. Two of the lanes had been shut down for repairs for the last two weeks and now the shoulder was even non-existent. The traffic behind him was really piling up fast. He was not quite sure but he thought he may have even heard accident happen a ways back. If only he had done that tune up he thought. He began a slow decent in his mind. Going to a place where the car horns faded and the shouting diminished. He reached over and opened his glove box and reached for the .38 special he kept for safety. With the revolver tucked into his jacket pocket he exited the car. Standing for a moment to absorb the situation he sighed heavily and turned t

Parking Wars!!!
My Parking Dilemma all started when I moved to my current location # years ago. My house is in one of the “cool” neighborhoods and my street at the time allowed for 2 hour parking. This was a problem because anyone who lived on the street could not find parking and would be forced to carry their belonging half way up the block. I being of leadership material phoned the city and asked what could be done to make it a zoned street where only the residents would be allowed to park. I was told to get a petition from all of the residents on both sides of the street. And it required that 80% of the people agreed. So every night for a week I stalked the neighbors. Most at first thought I was selling things and would hide from my ringing of their door bell. The word spread like hot fire “there was a lady trying to get resident only parking” the doors started opening and I was surprised I wasn’t being paraded around the street. I was there Hero… Not

Parkersburg Coach Murdered
Parkersburg Football Coach Shot and Killed KCRG & AP By Becky Ogann Story Created: Jun 24, 2009 at 9:05 AM CDT Story Updated: Jun 24, 2009 at 10:59 AM CDT BUTLER COUNTY - Waterloo hospital spokeswoman say Aplington-Parkersburg coach Ed Thomas has died. School officials confirmed that Coach Thomas was shot multiple times this morning at the school's weight room. He was shot in the head at point-blank range, according to business manager Pat Gosch. Sports secretary Sue Muller said it's her understanding a suspect has been caught. She doesn't know who the person is but doesn't believe it's a student. Thomas was taken initially to Covenant Medical Center in Waterloo, Muller said. When asked if he was still alive, Muller said, "As far as we know." Muller said Thomas was supervising the early-morning weightlifting in Parkersburg when the shooting happened just before 8:30 a.m. Thomas runs a program during the summer for students, not just members of the t

Parking Lot Stalking
Parking lot stalkers I dont normally write these things but this has been bugging me for some time. I feel the need to vent. Parking lot stalkers!!!! These people really piss me off. True they are not really hurting anyone or doing anything wrong they still piss me off. They roll around the parking lot scanning the lot for a space to park. They wait for someone to walk to their vehicle and leave. They will stop and just wait till that space is vacant. The people getting in their cars now feel rushed cause this jerk off is just sitting there staring at them. Not to mention that they are holding up any others that are behind them. If you have a medical condition that requires you to need a close place then that is all well and good. But otherwise park and walk your lazy ass up to the store. If you are a parking lot stalker and you try that with me I will do one of two things. I will either sit there till you move on or just walk back on the store. Mean? maybe so but I could care less. I

The Park
Today, I saw you walking down the street;the one that curves around, then through the park.I heard the laughter of the children asthey ran and played their games, while you stood by the river in our spot. I sat and watched with distant visions in my mind of times we spent together feeding seagulls, as they flapped and hovered in the wind; you were concerned I'd lose a finger to a beak. The gulls were very greedy birds that day. I looked and saw you turn. I stood to wave but caught my breath; he was not you. Of course, he was not you. How quickly lives can change and leave mere memoriesthat rattle in the mind. The echoes of our lovers andour friends who will remain forever in our souls; their epitaphs to note they've passed along this way. I thought I saw you in the park today, but you were only there within the lonely chambers of my mind.

Parking Garage
"Fucking jerk." Lisa mutters to no one, alone in the elevator. The jerk was a guy at the party she had just left. They had met early in the evening, really hit it off, and monopolized each other’s company through the entire evening. Drinks and conversation flowed. They went through the ritual sequence, she laughed at a few of his jokes, one hand touches the others, furtive glances give way to mesmerized stares. Getting drinks in the kitchen they kissed. They found the balcony empty and enjoyed another kiss, a kiss that lead to caresses, one of his hands entwined in her hair, pushing her head to his, making the kiss more forceful. His other hand roamed her body, a strong hand squeezing and delighting her flesh. That hand had even slipped up under the hem of her skirt and caressed the outside of her thigh and slide around to grab her ass. He kissed his way down her neck and deep into her cleavage. That free hand made its way up her torso and fondled her breast. She grabb

Parle'
i search my soul for words but the page stays empy its light outside but i can't see my soul is dark i am alone you are the only one that cares but i am so far gone and i see the pain in your eyes but i cannot feel i have been searchin for something something real something to feel but my quest is futile how can i search for something that i cannot do feel it used to be so easy not to feel i have gotten away with it for so long but its not enough anymore i want to feel i want to be held but for some reason it can't be you it hurts me to know that i hurt you but if i am not in the right mind i cannot be there like that and im not saying i don't want to or that its weird but let me come to you lately i have been around but very distant and i know how you feel but i am incapable of feeling anything toward anyone even in a crowd i feel alone and i don't know how to make it better so don't be mad don't feel bad just be arou

The Parlour Boys - Lovers
We only go out, In the mornings, Where they give each boy a try. And tonight, we'll act perfect, like theres something dead inside. And if i knew now the truth about the things they said to you, And if i knew now the truth about those things they're telling you. We were only lovers when it mattered, in fields still steeped in grace. We only go out to the pictures where they charge each boy a dime. And your one true love is a whore there but theres still something in her eyes. One stop, its your last chance, let it out. Id walk one thousand miles for you. One stop, its your last chance, let it out. Id walk one thousand miles for you.

The Parlour Boys - Sick Friends
Sick friends and better halves, We fought all night but the morning was dead. Its alright. Its alright, she's at the bars by 9. Oh its such a sweet thing, She takes, takes, she takes me out for drinks. Oh its such a sweet thing, She takes, takes, she takes me out for drinks. Why won't you? Why can't you? Why won't you please believe me?! Do, you want to be alone? Tonight, tonight, tonight, You'll never know. Sick friends and better halves, Tempt our tongues, we're left for dead, Its alright. Its alright, were drinking double tonight. Oh its such a sweet thing, He takes, takes, he takes me out for drinks. Oh its such a sweet thing, He takes, takes, he takes me out for drinks. Can you save me? Can you save me? Cuh-cuh-cuh can you save me? Take off these chains, Take off these chains, Tonight! Tonight! Tonight! Tonight!

Parlange Plantation
HAUNTED LOUISIANA PARLANGE PLANTATION False River, New Roads, Louisiana Near Baton Rouge The ghost of a young girl haunts this private plantation, located about thirty-five miles north of Baton Rouge. Along the double row of trees that leads to the doorstep of Parlange Plantation, the ghost of a young girl in a bridal gown is often seen, her white dress flowing out behind her as she runs. The girl crosses the path and then vanishes, tragically living over again the last moments before her death. Who is she and why does she haunt this place? Parlange Plantation was built in 1754 by the Marquis Vincent de Ternant on land that was granted to him by the French crown. The house is still owned by his descendants today... and one of them , who lived many, many years ago, has never left. In 1757, Vincent de Ternant dies and left the estate to his eldest son, Claude. Shortly after, Claude's wife and his first child died during childbirth. He mourned for

Parlementaires Basques également Recevoir Un Ipad
Le Parlement basque pour la première fois auront iPads, et le accessoire téléphone portable et l'ordinateur qui a eu jusqu'à présent. Parlementaires élus basques après avoir quitté les prochaines élections régionales pour la première fois sans doute auront iPads, et le téléphone mobile et l'ordinateur qui a eu jusqu'à présent. Le Parlement basque Comité a approuvé aujourd'hui l'appel d'offres appel d'offres pour le bureau mobile de l'Assemblée parlementaire a appelé et a décidé que, en plus de l'ordinateur et l'iPhone avec qui ont maintenant 75 parlementaires, également un iPad pour chaque par le même prix. Sources parlementaires ont expliqué qu'à la fin de chaque législature décide de dotation informatique pour les membres individuels. Au début de la période qui est maintenant à sa fin, les représentants du Parlement basque a eu un ordinateur portable et un an et la téléphonie moitié appel d'offres et leur a donné un iPhone. Les fabricants d'ordinateurs maintenant le Par

Par La Same Occasion
IL SERA Also possibles de Trouver Reportages: des maillots Dans Les grandes surfaces, C'est a dire-les hypermarchés. Vous pourrez AINSI les obtenir au Même prix MAIS Vous pourrez also demandeuse des retouches sur Votre maillot. Verser les grands amateurs de foot et d'Équipe en juin Particulier, maillot foot il sérums possible de se Rendre Auprès du club. En Effet, la Boutique du Club Vous Vendrá des maillots portants LE tension nom des Joueurs et d'Autres accessoires, PARFOIS Meme dédicaces. AINSI, Vous pourrez agrandir Votre collection de tee-shirt de foot Qui prendra, par la same occasion, Une Certaine Valeur et irréfutable! N'hesitez Fait Pas A vous Rendre Auprès de Votre Club AFIN d'Acheter ONU dédicacé maillot Véritable!Ce sérums also Une occasion rêvée Pour Un cadeau d'anniversaire, voiture en Effet, il Vous sérums possible de l'OFFRIR à juin personne chère à Votre cœur! Vous Vendrá des maillots portants LE tension nom des Joueurs et d'Autres accessoires, PARFOIS Meme déd

Parmesan Pork Tenderloin
Use seasoned bread crumbs to add more kick to this dish. Ingredients: 1 pound pork tenderloin 3 tablespoons fine dry bread crumbs 1 tablespoon grated Parmesan cheese 1 teaspoon salt 1/8 teaspoon pepper 2 teaspoons vegetable oil 1 small onion, chopped 1 clove garlic, minced Instructions: Cut tenderloin crosswise into 8 slices, approximately 1-inch thick. Place each slice on its cut surface and flatten with heel of hand to 1/2-inch thickness. Combine crumbs, Parmesan cheese, salt and pepper; dredge pork slices to coat. Saute slowly, with onion and garlic, in oil in large skillet for 10 minutes. Nutritional Information: Calories: 184 Fat: 7 grams Cholesterol: 76 milligrams Carbohydrates: 6 grams Protein: 26 grams Sodium: 701 milligrams Saturated Fat: 2 grams

Parmesan Fried Chicken
2 1/2 lbs chicken tenders or chicken breast cut in strips - no skin salt 4 tablespoons butter or margarine 1/4 to 1/2 cup butter or margarine, melted 1 cup all-purpose flour 2 teaspoons salt 1/4 teaspoon pepper 2 teaspoons paprika 2 eggs, slightly beaten 3 tablespoons milk 2/3 cups grated Parmesan cheese 2/3 cups grated Romano cheese 2/3 cups dry bread crumbs Heat oven to 400. Melt 2 tablespoons butter in 9 x 13. Lightly salt chicken. Coat chicken with mixture in dish 1, dip chicken into dish 2, roll chicken in dish 3. Roll up strips and secure with a toothpick. Place chicken in pan. Drizzle with melted butter. Bake 45 minutes or until done. May serve with several sauces - salsa, sweet and sour, BBQ, use your imagination. Note: if in a hury can use whole pieces of chicken, place in pan bone side down.

Parmesan Chicken
Dijon mustard, apple juice, Parmesan cheese and garlic form a crispy and delicious coating on chicken breasts in this easy recipe. INGREDIENTS: * 1/2 cup dijon mustard * 1/4 cup apple juice * 2 cloves garlic, minced * 2 cups fresh soft bread crumbs * 1 cup grated Parmesan cheese * 1 Tbsp. butter, melted * 1/4 tsp. salt * 1/8 tsp. pepper * 2 tsp. dried parsley flakes * 8 boneless, skinless chicken breast halves PREPARATION: Line a 13x9" pan with foil and preheat oven to 375 degrees. In shallow pan, mix mustard, apple juice, and garlic. In other pan, mix the crumbs, cheese, parsley, melted butter, salt, pepper, and parsley flakes. Coat chicken in the mustard mixture, then roll it in the crumb mixture until thoroughly coated. Place the chicken in prepared pan and bake for 20-30 minutes, until golden brown and thoroughly cooked. Serves 8

Parmesan Coated Salmon
1 lb. salmon filet salt pepper dill weed paprika grated Parmesan cheese Remove skin from salmon filet. With a sharp knife, remove grey colored fat from skin side of filet. Cut into 3 or 4 pieces, place on sheet of tin foil or paper. Salt and pepper the filets. Sprinkle with dill weed on both sides. Dust with paprika. Coat thoroughly with Parmesan cheese and pat cheese to make it adhere well. Place about 1/8 inch of olive or granola oil in large frying pan over medium heat. When oil is hot, add filets. Brown on both sides. Let filets cook until brown (about three minutes) and turn. Don't move filets around in pan until brown on one side before turning. This helps the cheese adhere. Do not over-cook or salmon will get dry and hard. Serves two or three people.

Parmesan Appetizers
2/3 c. Parmesan cheese 1 c. mayonnaise Garlic salt 1 bunch diced green onions 1 pkg. mini rye bread rounds or sliced French rolls Combine Parmesan cheese, mayonnaise, green onions and garlic salt to taste. Spread on sliced bread. Broil until brown. Serve immediately.

Parmesan Baked Fish
INGREDIENTS: * 1/4 cup milk * 2 teaspoons salt * 2 pounds thawed fresh or frozen fish fillets * 1/2 cup fine dry bread crumbs * 1/2 teaspoon paprika * 1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese * melted butter PREPARATION: Preheat oven to 375°. Grease a 11 1/2 x 7 1/2 x 2-inch baking dish. Blend together the milk and salt in a shallow bowl. Combine bread crumbs, paprika, and Parmesan cheese in another bowl. Dip fish fillets into milk mixture then into crumb mixture. Arrange in the prepared baking dish. Drizzle melted butter over fillets. Bake for 25 to 30 minutes, depending on thickness of fillets. Fish should flake easily with a fork when done. Baked fish recipe serves 6.

Parmesan Chicken
NGREDIENTS: * 1 cup dry bread crumbs, plain * 1/3 cup grated Parmesan cheese * 1/4 cup ground oregano * 1/4 teaspoon pepper * 1/2 teaspoon salt * 1 clove garlic, minced * 3/4 cup melted butter or margarine, divided * 3 to 4 pounds chicken parts PREPARATION: Directions for Parmesan chicken Combine bread crumbs, Parmesan cheese, oregano, pepper, and salt; set aside. In a skillet in 2 tablespoons butter, sauté garlic until tender. Add remaining melted butter.Dip chicken in garlic butter; roll each piece in bread crumb and Parmesan mixture. Place Parmesan chicken in a 13x9x2-inch baking pan; sprinkle with remaining bread crumb mixture and pour remaining garlic butter over all. Bake Parmesan chicken at 350° for 55 minutes, or until golden brown. Parmesan chicken serves 6.

Parmesan Toast Strips
This simple recipe makes these toasted strips in less than 15 minutes. A great change from regular bread sticks. Ingredients 4 slices white country bread 1 C. melted butter 1 Tbs. onion salt 1 C. corn chips, crushed 1 C. Parmesan cheese, grated Directions Trim crusts; cut each slice into five strips. Combine butter and onion salt; roll bread in mixture. Dip one side of strips in mixture of corn chips and Parmesan. Bake on cookie sheet at 400 degrees for 8-10 minutes or until crisp and lightly brown. Yield: 20 strips

Parmesan Pork Chops
1/2 stick butter 1 cup coarse cracker crumbs 3 tbsp grated Parmesan cheese 1/2 tsp salt 1/8 tsp pepper 1 egg, beaten 2 tbsp milk 6 pork chips, fat trimmed away Combine crumbs, cheese, salt, and pepper. Mix egg and milk in another bowl. Coat chops with crumbs, dip in egg mixture and back into crumbs to coat. Place butter in 13 x 9 x 2 pan and melt. Place chops in pan and bake at 325 degrees for 30 minutes. Turn and bake 30 minutes more

Parmesan Crusted Chicken Breasts With Tomato And Basil And Potatoes With Peppers And Onions
1 1/2 to 2 pounds fingerling potatoes or red skin baby potatoes 1 small red bell pepper, seeded and cut into thin strips 1 Italian mild green pepper, cubanelle, seeded and thinly sliced 1 medium yellow skinned onion, thinly sliced 4 large cloves garlic, cracked away from skin 1 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes 1/4 cup tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil, divided Coarse salt and pepper 2 cups shredded Parmesan, available in tubs near deli -- make sure to get shredded cheese, not grated 4 (6 to 8-ounce) boneless, skinless chicken breasts 4 plum Roma tomatoes or small, vine ripe tomatoes, seeded and chopped 15 to 20 leaves fresh basil, pile leaves, roll then thinly slice -- chiffonade Preheat oven to 500 degrees F. Cut fingerling potatoes into halves or quarters, depending on thickness of fingerlings -- thin, small fingerlings may also be left hole, larger potatoes should be quartered to speed cooking process. If you are using small red potatoes, halve or quarter them in

Parmesan-crusted Chicken
Parmesan-Crusted Chicken This is a great streamlined chicken dish to make when you're tuckered out from all the holiday commotion. Be sure to use Japanese panko bread crumbs -- they have a bigger flake than traditional crumbs and make a crisper coating. Credit: Rori Trovato Servings: 4 Ingredients: * 1 cup grated Parmesan cheese * 1 cup panko bread crumbs * 1 teaspoon parsley * 3 tablespoons olive oil * 8 thin-sliced skinless, boneless chicken breasts Directions: In a large bowl, combine the cheese, bread crumbs and parsley. Add a generous amount of salt (or garlic salt) and pepper. In a large skillet over medium-high heat, add the olive oil. Place 1 piece of chicken at a time into the Parmesan mixture and coat with the crumbs. Add 2 to 3 chicken pieces to the pan at a time; don't crowd. Cook for about 4 minutes per side. Season with additional salt and pepper. Serve with mashed sweet potatoes if you like.

Parnoid Conclusion
That I should likely be more paranoid of those who are paranoid of me.LoL I mean to a degree I am used to the normal baiting and hooking that most people do with me in attempts to either pull one over on me or get the upper hand.But when its done in a way that I realize what is being done and what the angle its kinda pointless. At that point Im clued in to the other person and thus put up my guard simply because if there is some reason a person doesnt trust me or thinks Im up to something then its very likely that they themselves are.Granted Im not gonna lie--90% of my life I usually have an agenda and I rarely care what or who gets in my way as long as in the end I am happy--Blame my fathers encouraging my Daddy's Girl mentality, thus inducing the self serving nature I tend to have. Granted, however, in some situations I really dont have agendas and do feel remorse or at the very least sympathy for people who dont deserve the nasty shit that happens to them.Yet it is usually that symp

Parody Of What I Do, To The Tune Of London Bridge By Fergie
oh shit, oh shit, Im not ready for this oh shit NO! It's me Customer the bill Its too higho! Damn Rep, what up baby? come on! When I answer the phone its on (oh shit) I see your notes, dont be handin me no line (oh shit) No Vip, cause your credit took a shine (oh shit) Im the Dari Dar and I dont love you no time (oh shit) All our bills keep pilling on your floor(oh shit) Back to Back your payment are real slow (oh shit) Im such a sweetie but im laughing ho ho (oh shit) cause what you want I dont give a fuck so off you go (oh shit) How come every time you on my line My patience patience wanna go down Like patience patience wanna go down My patience patience be going down How come every time you on my line My patience patience wanna go down Like patience patience wanna go down My patience patience be going down In the calls start pouring and my sight starts blurring and e time starts looking real good (oh shit) Your nasally voice got my ne

Parody Song Lyrics - Macy (to "ymca")
Just a little parody I made up back in my teen years.. Weird Al has nothing to worry about.. LOL *********** Shopper, there's a place you can go, Shopper, when you have plenty of dough. You can shop there, and spend all day, And they'll even take your credit to pay It's fun to shop at M A C Y It's fun to shop at M A C Y They have everything preps can enjoy from adult clothes to little boys. They have Izod and Ralph Lauren. On Sale, discount percent of ten. Some colors that may not fade, and the next patron will lead their parade. It's fun to shop at M A C Y It's fun to shop at M A C Y They have everything preps can enjoy from adult clothes to little boys.

Parody Song Lyrics - Ex Is Calling
And another one - Based on "Tears are Falling" by Kiss...and again.. Wierd Al has nothing to fear from me.. lol ****** I saw the number on Caller ID, 555-3194. That number was a distant memory, But now she's calling, looks like she's calling. Oh No my ex is calling.... Oh No my ex is calling.... Oh No my ex is calling.... Somehow she got hold of my new number. Never wanted to hear from her again. I can't even remember her name, But now she's calling, looks like she's calling. Oh No my ex is calling.... Oh No my ex is calling.... Oh No my ex is calling.... (Repeat and fade)

Parody Song Lyrics - Just Banged A Whore
One of 3 different takes I wrote to CCR's Looking out my Back Door.. Not overly graphic, but still enough to say NFSW ************ Just woke up in Illinois, Checked out of the motel, Oh Boy, To the doctors, thats where I'll have to go. Depression sets in, can't believe where I've been, Oh My God I just banged a whore. She did some cartwheels after taking off her high heels, Threw that skimpy dress of hers down onto the floor. Then I popped a No Doze as I took off my clothes All so I could bang that whore. 69's and doggie style, positions we did. Whipped cream and cherries strewn about the room. Even though it was fun, forgot to use a condom, Oh my God I just banged a whore. 69's and doggie style, positions we did. Whipped cream and cherries strewn about the room. Don't call for me tomorrow, I'll be drowning all my sorrows by by by banging another whore. Just woke up in Illinois, Checked out of the motel, Oh Boy, To the doctors, thats where I'll have

Parody Song Lyrics - Hope You Don't Snore
Another CCR "Lookin' Out My Back Door" Parody... but this one is a bit cleaner.. lol ******** Though we just met outside tonight, We want to get very close, all right, Gonna hook up, fall asleep on my bed. As fatigue sets in, and I'm almost dreaming, I wake up cause I hear you snore. At first it is soft, but slowly getting louder, it looks like I need some earplugs, maybe move from the room, and into someones tomb either way I won't hear you snore. Electric Drills are buzzing loudly in my ear sounds like a jet plane taking off outside. No more sleep for me tonight, but I guess it's all right, I won't sleep cause I heard you snore. Electric Drills are buzzing loudly in my ear sounds like a jet plane taking off outside. I'll sleep all day tomorrow, Tonight is filled with sorrows All because I heard you snore. Though we just met outside tonight, We want to get very close, all right, Gonna hook up, fall asleep on my bed. I'll sleep all day tomorrow, Toni

Parody Song #3
Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight It must have been something you said I just died in your arms tonight I keep looking for something I can't get Broken hearts lie all around me And I don't see an easy way to get out of this Her diary it sits on the bedside table The curtains are closed, the cats in the cradle Who would've thought that a boy like me could come to this Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight It must've been something you said I just died in your arms tonight Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight It must've been some kind of kiss I should've walked away, I should've walked away Is there any just cause for feeling like this? On the surface I'm a name on a list I try to be discreet, but then blow it again I've lost and found, it's my final mistake She's loving by proxy, no give and all take 'cos I've been thrilled to fantasy one too many times The Original before I mess with it Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight It must've been some

Parody Song #3-final
Oh I, I just shit in my pants tonight It must have been something I ate I just shit in my pants tonight I keep craving for something that I could eat Taco wrappers lay all around me And I don't see an easy way to get out of this Her #7 meal, it sits on the coffee table The curtains are closed, the cats in the cradle Who would've thought that a boy like me could come to this Oh I, I just shit in my pants tonight It must've been something I ate I just shit in my pants tonight Oh I, I just shit in my pants tonight It must've been all that grease I should've walked away, I should've walked away Is there any just cause for feeling like this? On the surface my pants are covered with stains I try to be discreet, but then shit them again I've ate too much, it's my final mistake Now no one can stand me and the mess that I make 'cos I've been been crapping my pants one too many times Oh I, I just shit in my pants tonight It must've been something I ate I just shi

Parody Song
Cock Blockingby Andrew QuintanillaHey I'm cock blocking you and your ex,I can't help it that my penis is too small to fix,Can't you realise I don't last long and can't please,I'm cock blocking, I'm cock blockingYou don't have to know I'm jealous,that I am jealous,Baby girl, you know me,that when your with him,I get so so shitty,I know what you do behind my back,I know I can't satisfy,even though he can outdo me,I'm only a minute manI can't go any longer I'm cock blocking you and your ex, I can't help it that my penis is too small to fix, Can't you realise I don't last long and can't please, I'm cock blocking, I'm cock blockingI try to control, But you ignore,I whine about when it hurts,Even during rough sex,I wished you know,Why I can't be Orgasmo, When will you listen,But your too strong for meAm I too much of a pussy,Cause I will admit it,Come on and tell me,I could only last so little,Am I right or wrongAnd I'm cock blocking you and your ex,I can't help it that my penis is too sm

Parody I Wrote
My mom Brenda and I sat down and wrote up this lil diddy!! Hope you enjoy!! Parody of My Boyfriend's Back (The Chiffons) They've been away, you hung around Botherin' us every night(I'll sing it to you) When we wouldn't agree with you You called plays that weren't even real Our REF's are back and you're gonna be in trouble (Hey la, hey la, our REF's are back) When you see them comin' better cut out on the double (Hey la, hey la, our REF's are back) You been callin' plays that were totally untrue (Hey la, hey la, our REF's are back) So look out now 'cause they're comin' after you (Hey la, hey la, our REF's are back) And they knows that you've been tryin' And they knows that you've been lyin'They've been gone for such a long time (waiting for a dime) (Hey la, hey la, our REF's are back) But now they're back and things will be fine (Hey la, hey la, our REF's are back)You're gonna be sorry you were ever born (Hey la, hey la, our REF's are back) 'Cause they're kinda big an

The Parrot With No Legs
This guy is setting at a bar, and he's had a lot to drink that night; he asks the bartender for another drink, but the bartender says no. The guy is pretty upset by this and persists, but the bartender keeps saying no. Finally the guy asks, "Well isn't there anything that you can give me?" The bartender says, "I've got this parrot over there in the corner, sitting on a perch, with no legs. The guy interested by this asks how the parrot stays on the perch with no legs. The bartender tells the guy that the parrot just raps his dick around the perch. The guy is amazed by this and agrees to take the bird home. On the trip home he asks the parrot if he can talk. The parrot says, "Sure I can talk!" The guy thinks for a second and then says, "I've got a job for you. I have to go to work tomorrow and my wife will be home alone all day long. I want you to watch her and tell me everything that happens while I'm gone. The only person other than my wife scheduled to be there is the

Parrot
"Parrot" David received a parrot for his birthday. The parrot was fully-grown with a bad attitude and worse vocabulary. Every other word was an expletive. Those that weren't expletives were, to say the least, very rude. David tried hard to change the bird's attitude and was constantly saying polite words, playing soft music, anything he could think of to try and set a good example. Nothing worked. He yelled at the bird and the bird yelled back. He shook the bird and the bird just got more angry and became even more rude. Finally, in a moment of desperation, David put the parrot in the freezer. For a few moments he heard the bird squawk and kick and scream. Then suddenly, there was quiet - not a sound for half a minute. David was frightened that he might have hurt the bird and quickly opened the freezer door. The parrot calmly stepped out onto David's extended arm and said: "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I will endeavor at once to correct

The Parrots!
A lady goes to her priest one day and tells him, "Father, I have a problem. I have two female parrots, but they only know how to say one thing." What do they say?" the priest inquired. They say, "Hi, we're hookers! Do you want to have some fun? "That's obscene!" the priest exclaimed, then he thought for a moment. "You know," he said, "I may have a solution to your problem. I have two male talking parrots, which I have taught to pray and read the Bible." "Bring your two parrots over to my house, and we'll put them in the cage with Frank and Jacob. "My parrots can teach your parrots to pray and worship, and your parrots are sure to stop saying that phrase in no time." Thank you," the woman responded, "This may very well be the solution." The next day, she brought her female parrots to the priest's house. As he ushered her in, she saw that his two male parrots were inside their cage, holding rosary beads and praying. Impressed, she walked over and p

The Parrots!
The Parrots! A lady goes to her priest one day and tells him, "Father, I have a problem. I have two female parrots, but they only know how to say one thing." What do they say?" the priest inquired. They say, "Hi, we're hookers! Do you want to have some fun? "That's obscene!" the priest exclaimed, then he thought for a moment. "You know," he said, "I may have a solution to your problem. I have two male talking parrots, which I have taught to pray and read the Bible." "Bring your two parrots over to my house, and we'll put them in the cage with Frank and Jacob. "My parrots can teach your parrots to pray and worship, and your parrots are sure to stop saying that phrase in no time." Thank you," the woman responded, "This may very well be the solution." The next day, she brought her female parrots to the priest's house. As he ushered her in, she saw that his two male parrots were inside their cage, holding rosary beads and praying. Impressed, she

The Parrots
A lady goes to her priest one day and tells him, "Father, I have a problem. I have two female parrots, but they only know how to say one thing." What do they say?" the priest inquired. They say, "Hi, we're hookers! Do you want to have some fun? "That's obscene!" the priest exclaimed, then he thought for a moment. "You know," he said, "I may have a solution to your problem. I have two male talking parrots, which I have taught to pray and read the Bible." "Bring your two parrots over to my house, and we'll put them in the cage with Frank and Jacob. "My parrots can teach your parrots to pray and worship, and your parrots are sure to stop saying that phrase in no time." Thank you," the woman responded, "This may very well be the solution." The next day, she brought her female parrots to the priest's house. As he ushered her in, she saw that his two male parrots were inside their cage, holding rosary beads and praying. Impressed, she walked over and p

Parrots
When a Priest was visiting the home of an elderly lady she told him she had two talking parrots. "What do they say?" the priest inquired. They say, "Hi, we're hookers! Do you want to have some fun?" "That's obscene!" the priest exclaimed. Then he thought for a moment, "You know," he said, "I may have a solution to your problem. I have 2 male talking parrots, which I have taught to pray and read the bible. Bring your 2 parrots over to my house, and we'll put them in the cage with Frank and Jacob. My parrots can teach your parrots to pray and worship, and your parrots are sure to stop saying that phrase in no time." "Thank you," the woman responded, "this may very well be the solution." The next day, she brought her female parrots to the priest's house. As he ushered her in, and she saw that his 2 male parrots were inside their cage, holding rosary beads and praying. Impressed, she walked over and placed her parrots in with them. After a few minutes,

The Parrot ~*~thanks Roy~*~
A young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary. Every word out of the bird's mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. John tried and tried to change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music and anything else he could think of to "clean up" the bird's vocabulary. Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even ruder. John, in desperation, threw up his hand, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer. For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed. Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute. Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, John quickly opened the door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out onto John's outstretched arms and said "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and acti

Parrot With No Feet Or Legs
A guy is browsing in a pet shop and sees a parrot sitting on a little perch. It doesn't have any feet or legs. The guy says aloud, "Jeesh, I wonder what happened to this parrot?" > > The parrot says, "I was born this way. I'm a defective parrot." > > "Holy crap," the guy replies. "You actually understood and answered me!" > > "I got every word," says the parrot. "I happen to be a highly intelligent thoroughly educated bird." > > "Oh yeah?" the guy asks, "Then answer this -- how do you hang onto your perch without any feet?" > > "Well," the parrot says, "this is very embarrassing but since you asked, I wrap my weenie around this wooden bar like a little hook. You can't see it because of my feathers." > > "Wow," says the guy. "You really can understand and speak English can't you?" > > "Actually, I speak both Spanish and English, and I can converse with reasonable competence on almost any topic: politics, religion, sports, physics, philosophy. I'm especially g

Parrot
A woman went to a pet shop & immediately spotted a large, beautiful parrot. There was a sign on the cage that said $50.00. "Why so little," she asked the pet store owner. The owner looked at her and said, "Look, I should tell you first that this bird used to live in a house of Prostitution and sometimes it says some pretty vulgar stuff." The woman thought about this, but decided she had to have the bird any way. She took it home and hung the bird's cage up in her living room and waited for it to say something.. The bird looked around the room, then at her, and said, "New house, new madam." The woman was a bit shocked at the implication, but then thought "that's really not so bad." When her 2 teenage daughters returned from school the bird saw and said, "New house, new madam, new girls." The girls and the woman were a bit offended but then began to laugh about the situation considering how and where the parrot had been raised. Moments later, the woman's husband

Parrot
A guy is browsing in a pet shop and sees a parrot sitting on a little perch. It doesn't have any feet or legs. The guy says aloud, "Jeesh, I wonder what happened to this parrot?" The parrot says, "I was born this way. I'm a defective parrot" "Holy crap," the guy replies. "You actually understood and answered me!" "I got every word," says the parrot. "I happen to be a highly intelligent thoroughly educated bird." "Oh yeah?" the guy asks, "Then answer this -- how do you hang onto your perch without any feet?" "Well," the parrot says, "this is very embarrassing but since you asked, I wrap my weenie around this wooden bar like a little hook. You can't see it because of my feathers." "Wow," says the guy. "You really can understand and speak English can't you?" "Actually, I speak both Spanish and English, and I can converse with reasonable competence on almost any topic: politics, religion, sports, physics, philosophy. I'm especially good at ornithology. You really

Parrot Boy
There was a old man sitting on a bench outside the mall. A young man walked who had spiked hair that was orange, yellow, green and red. The old man just looked at him. The young man said '' What's the matter old man? Haven't you ever done anything crazy in your life? '' And the old man said ''Well actully I have. I once got drunk and had sex with a parrot. I was just wandering if you were my son.''

Parrot
A guy decides he'd like to have a pet and goes to a pet shop. After looking around he spots a parrot sitting on a little perch. It doesn't have any feet or legs. The guy says out loud, "Geez, I wonder what happened to this parrot?" The parrot answers the guy's question, "I was born this way. I'm a defective parrot." "Ha, ha," the guy laughs. "It sounded like this parrot actually understood what I said and answered me." "I understood every word," says the parrot. "I am a highly intelligent, thoroughly educated bird." "Oh, yeah?" the guy asks. "Then answer this: how do you hang on to your perch without any feet?" "Well," the parrot says, "this is a little embarrassing, but since you asked I'll tell you. I wrap my little parrot penis around this wooden bar, kind of like a little hook. You can't see it cause of my feathers." "Wow," says the guy, "you really can understand and answer, can't you?" "Of course. I speak both Spanish and English. I can converse with reasonable competence on almo

Parrrrty
Well as some of you know most of you do not, I graduated college August 17th 2007. Seems like it has been a lifetime but, I am glad it is over with. However, I have been doing some really hard thinking about going back again sometime in the Spring (I know call me stupid). I have not totally made up my mind yet but it is laying hard on my mind right now. I am looking forward to my party that we are having on the 5th and 6th of October, yes it is a 2 day party..... Hell I have waited 2 years for this party so I am going to make it last as long as I can. Next weekend I have another party that my parents and my sister are throwing for me, this one is more like a family/friend party. I am sure this is boring to most of you but, for those that know me and that are coming they know how important this is and has been for me! Until we meet again Peace Out

Parrot
So there's this man with a parrot. And his parrot swears like a sailor, I mean he's a pistol. He can swear for five minutes straight without repeating himself. The trouble is that the guy who owns the parrot is a quiet, conservative type, and this bird's foul mouth is driving him crazy. One day, it gets to be too much, so the guy grabs the bird by the throat, shakes him really hard, and yells, "QUIT IT!" But this just makes the bird mad and he swears more than ever. Then the guy gets mad and says, "That's it. I'll get you." and locks the bird in a kitchen cabinet. This really aggravates the bird and he claws and scratches, and when the guy finally lets him out, the bird cuts loose with a stream of invective that would make a veteran sailor blush. At that point, the guy is so mad that he throws the bird into the freezer. For the first few seconds, there is a terrible din. The bird kicks and claws and thrashes. Then it suddenly goes very quiet. At first the guy just waits, but the

Parrots!!!!!!
About 6 months ago, my G.daughter, Alexandra, came home from work and we were eating dinner. Suddenly she asked me if I had ever heard of Parrots attacking ships out at sea. Duhhhhhhhh! I sat there and said....WHAT???????????????????????? Then she told me that a girl at work was telling her about her mother being on a cruise and was worried about parrots attacking her ship. hahahahahah. I sat there just starring at her. "ummmm parrots honey?????????" "yes, Grandpa! I saw that movie about the birds attacking people but never heard of parrots attacking people. I didn't know that they could fly that far out to sea to attack people on a ship." hahahahah I sat there, and finally said..."honey... are you sure she didn't say PIRATES????????????????" I then told her that they are having a big problem with PIRATES attacking ships off the west coast of Africa near Samolia and Nigeria. hahahahaha She sat there and looked at me and said....."OH SH*T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I thought she said

Parrot Imitates Fire Alarm, Saves Family
Parrot imitates fire alarm, saves family Peanut the parrot imitates fire alarm, saves family, owner says The Associated Press Updated: 10:01 p.m. ET Oct 23, 2007 MUNCIE, Ind. - A noisy parrot that likes to imitate sounds helped save a man and his son from a house fire by mocking a smoke alarm, the bird's owner says. Shannon Conwell, 33, said he and his 9-year-old son fell asleep on the couch while watching a movie. They awoke about 3 a.m. Friday to find their home on fire after hearing the family's Amazon parrot, Peanut, imitating a fire alarm. "He was really screaming his head off," Conwell said. The smoke alarm had activated, but it was the bird's call that caught Conwell's attention. "I grabbed my son and my bird and got out of the house," he said. The fire destroyed the home's dining room, kitchen and bedroom, Muncie fire officials said. It remains under investigation. Aside from Peanut, Conwell said the fact that he and his son fell asleep on the couch help

The Parrot
Watch Out A burglar broke into a home and was looking around. He heard a soft voice say, "Jesus is watching you". Thinking it was just his imagination, he continued his search. Again the voice said "Jesus is watching you, Jesus is watching you ". He turned his flashlight around and saw a parrot in a cage. He asked the parrot if he was the one talking and the parrot said, "yes." He asked the parrot what its name was and the parrot said, "Moses." The burglar asked, "what kind of people would name a parrot Moses?" The parrot said, "the same kind of people who would name their pit bull Jesus".

The Parrot
A young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary. Every word out of the bird's mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. John tried and tried to change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music and anything else he could think of to "clean up" the bird's vocabulary. Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even ruder. John, in desperation, threw up his hand, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer. For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed. Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute. Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, John quickly opened the door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out onto John's outstretched arms and said "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and acti

Parrots
A teenager takes a seat on a bench next to a middle aged man reading a newspaper. After a few minutes the man looks over and stares intentively on the youth's multicolored mowhawk. The teenager looks over at the man and says "What's the matter old man, never done anything interesting in your life?" The man responeded with "I once got drunk and had sex with a parrot, I was just wondering if you were my son."

Parrot
A young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and even worse vocabulary. Every word out of the bird's mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. John tried and tried to change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music and anything else he could think of to "clean up" the bird's vocabulary. Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even ruder. John, in desperation, threw up his hand, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer. For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed. Then suddenly there was total quietness. Not a peep was heard for over a minute. Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, John quickly opened the door to the freezer. The parrot calmly stepped out onto John's outstretched arms and said "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and act

Parrot 160 X 128 Ck3200ls Pixels Colored Lcd Screen Car Kit For Bluetooth
Includes Parrot CK3200LS electronic control unit, Color LCD display, Junction box, Mute cable, Power cable and microphone. Parrot CK3200LS / CK-3200LS LCD Car Kit With Color Display is a universal system, works with phones from all manufacturers. * Voice dialing, holds up to 150 names in memory. * User Friendly interface with Full Color LCD Display and Vocal Prompts. * Supports Headset, Handsfree 0.96 & 1.0, OBEX SyncML, Object Push Bluetooth profiles. * Multifunctional External 262,000 Colors TFT LCD Display, allowing to: * Accept and initiate, reject and end calls. * View the active Network and Phone names, Signal and Battery strength meters. * View Picture Caller ID for incoming calls and status of Bluetooth connection. * Access Phone Book in alphabetical order (vocal prompts for letters given). * Adjust Volume during the conversation. * Access Call Lists (vocal prompts given). * Dial a number (vocal prompts for digits given). * Preset Voice Commands (vocal prompts given). * Establi

The Parrot
Mrs. Davidson's dishwasher quit working so she calls a repairman. Since she has to go to work the next day, she tells him, "I'll leave the key under the mat. Fix the dishwasher, leave the bill on the counter, and I'll mail you the check." Oh, by the way, don't worry about my Bull Dog, he won't bother you. But, whatever you do, do NOT, under ANY circumstances, talk to my parrot!" When the repair man arrives at Mrs. Davidson's apartment the next day, he discovers the biggest and meanest Bull Dog he has ever seen. But just as she said, the dog just lay there on the carpet watching the repairman go about his business. The Parrot, however, drove him nuts the whole time with his incessant yelling, cursing, and name calling. Finally the repairman couldn't contain himself any longer and yelled, "Shut up, you stupid fuckin bird !" To which the parrot replied, Get him, Spike!"

The Parrot
A guy is browsing in a pet shop and sees a parrot sitting on a little perch. It doesn't have any feet or legs. The guy says aloud, Wow, I wonder what happened to this parrot?' The parrot says, 'I was born this way. I'm a defective parrot.' 'Holy crap,' the guy replies. 'You actually understood and answered me!' 'I got every word,' says the parrot. 'I happen to be a highly intelligent thoroughly educated bird.' 'Oh yeah?' the guy asks, 'Then answer this -- how do you hang onto your perch without any feet?' 'Well,' the parrot says, 'this is very embarrassing but since you asked, I wrap my weenie around this wooden bar like a little hook. You can't see it because of my feathers.' 'Wow,' says the guy. 'You really can understand and speak English can't you?' 'Actually, I speak both Spanish and English, and I can converse with reasonable competence on almost any topic: politics, religion, sports, physics, philosophy. I'm especially good at ornithology. You really ough

The Parrot (funny)
The Parrot A young man named John received a parrot as a gift. The parrot had a bad attitude and an even worse vocabulary. Every word out of the bird's mouth was rude, obnoxious and laced with profanity. John tried and tried to change the bird's attitude by consistently saying only polite words, playing soft music and anything else he could think of to "clean up" the bird's vocabulary. Finally, John was fed up and he yelled at the parrot. The parrot yelled back. John shook the parrot and the parrot got angrier and even ruder. John, in desperation, threw up his hand, grabbed the bird and put him in the freezer. For a few minutes the parrot squawked and kicked and screamed. Then suddenly there was total quiet. Not a peep was heard for over a minute. Fearing that he'd hurt the parrot, John quickly open the door to the freezer, the parrot calmly stepped out onto John's outstretched arms and said, "I believe I may have offended you with my rude language and actions. I'm sincer

Parrotheads
We are not Parrot Heads because we are Jimmy Buffett fans.We are Parrot Heads because:* We love the ocean.* We love our planet.* We love to have fun.* We are Parrot Heads because:* We are not afraid to be silly.* We are not afraid to act foolish.* We are not afraid of love.We are Parrot Heads because:* We like scantily clad members of the opposite sex* We like playing in the sun with those same members.* We like singing songs that say all of these things.We are Parrot Heads because:* We believe the best things in life cannot be bought.* We believe sharing the best things make them better.* We believe in the innate goodness in all of us.We are Parrot Heads because:* We know shared joy is increased.* We know shared pain is lessened.* We know a good friend has value beyond measure.It just so happens, that Jimmy Buffett sings about all these things. So, we are not Parrot Heads because we are Jimmy Buffett fans, we are Jimmy Buffett fans because we are Parrot Heads!

Parsnip And Rosemary Risotto
8 cups vegetable broth 5 tablespoons butter, divided 1 1/2 cups chopped onion 1 1/2 pounds parsnips (about 7 medium), peeled, trimmed, cut into 1/4-inch pieces 5 teaspoons chopped fresh rosemary, divided 1 1/2 cups (10 ounces) arborio rice 3/4 cup freshly grated Parmesan cheese Aged balsamic vinegar (for drizzling) Bring broth to boil in medium saucepan over high heat. Reduce heat to low; cover and keep warm. Melt 4 tablespoons butter in heavy large saucepan over medium heat. Add onion and cook until translucent, stirring often, about 10 minutes. Stir in parsnips and 3 teaspoons chopped rosemary. Cook until parsnips begin to brown, stirring occasionally, about 8 minutes. Add rice and stir 2 minutes. Add enough warm broth to cover; simmer until almost all broth is absorbed, stirring occasionally, about 6 minutes. Add more broth, 1 cup at a time, and cook until rice and parsnips are tender, allowing each broth addition to be absorbed before adding next and stirring frequ

Parsons Dies At 65 After Battle With Lung Cancer
Benny Parsons, who charmed television audiences with his folksy demeanor as much as he impressed fans with his ability as a driver, died Tuesday at Carolinas Medical Center in Charlotte following complications from lung cancer. He was 65. Parsons dies at 65Benny Parsons died Jan. 16 at Carolinas Medical Center in Charlotte Remembering B.P.Drivers share their favorite memories of Benny Parsons Parsons' true lovesMarty Snider says racing and people were B.P.'s passion Sign up for TrackPass now BUY THE NEXTEL i836 The former self-proclaimed Detroit taxi driver-turned-NASCAR racer never forgot his humble rural North Carolina roots, and it came through in every aspect of his life. Even though he gained fame as the 1973 Winston Cup champion and winner of the 1975 Daytona 500, Parsons understood that as a broadcast analyst, it was his job to aim the spotlight away from himself. "I heard someone say this one time and I thought it was fabulous," Parsons said. "Everyone can'

Parsley, Sage, Rosemary And Thyme
Last winter we had an ice storm that left us without power. Despite my best efforts to get home earlier that day, several of my rosemary plants and all of my lavender were covered with too much ice. It was a sad day to watch my bay tree's braches go from green to black, rosemary bushes drop all their leaves and the lavender just plain give up the ghost. They were all culinary varieties which means I have to mail order them. That is not a cheap proposition. I was very sad when it occured to me, I would likely not be able to harvest much this year, certainly not through my intense grilling season. It was a bitter pill to swallow. And later, I got the news because of poor growing weather at the place I order from, their plants shipped smaller than usual and later than usual. It was a discouraging few weeks from February through March. I retirned home after a long day and that one followed a series of long days. I was tired as I pulled into the drive for the night.. I was ready for a q

P.a.r.s Ghost Hunting
HEY Evereyone My Names Dave Ashley Im the Lead Investigator and Group Leader for P.A.R.S. (Paranormal Activity Research Seekers). We Investigate Paranornal activitiues and so called HAUNTED places so if anyone has any Paranormal phenominon goin on or knows of a so called haunted place give us a shout you can reach me here on FUBAR or at the follwing E-Mail address gaplayboy_68@yahoo.com and we will do our best to do what we can P.A.R.S. is also going to be doin investigations on our own and if you want check out my blog and Ill try to post the results from these and pic's too if possible hope to hear somethin soon give us a shout now dont be bashul!!!!! lol

Parsing Json Data Efficiently On Android: Jsonreader
Parsing JSON Data Efficiently on Android: JsonReader WE recently worked on an Android app that parsed large amounts of JSON-formatted data. We would routinely allocate 20 or 30 kilobytes of heap space for Strings of JSON-formatted text retrieved from a server. We’d pass the strings to the Android framework’s JSONObject class in order to construct our data models. After downloading many objects in a short amount of time we discovered that we were frequently running out of memory and decided that we needed a different strategy to parse the content we downloaded from our server: all those Strings and JSONObjects on the heap were killing us. When parsing XML-formatted text, it’s well known that there are two general strategies: DOM and SAX. DOM (“Document Object Model”) loads the entire content into memory and permits the developer to query the data as they wish. SAX (“Simple API for XML”) presents the data as a stream: the devel

Parsing Json Data Efficiently On Android: Jsonreader
I recently worked on an Android app that parsed large amounts of JSON-formatted data. We would routinely allocate 20 or 30 kilobytes of heap space for Strings of JSON-formatted text retrieved from a server. We’d pass the strings to the Android framework’s JSONObject class in order to construct our data models. After downloading many objects in a short amount of time we discovered that we were frequently running out of memory and decided that we needed a different strategy to parse the content we downloaded from our server: all those Strings and JSONObjects on the heap were killing us.read more- http://tech.xtremelabs.com/parsing-json-data-efficiently-on-android-jsonreader/

Part 1
By Franklin Veaux. This glossary is intended as a guide to many of the terms you might hear in the BDSM community. Note that you should not assume everyone who is involved with BDSM is into everything listed here; many of the specific practices described in the Glossary are quite rare. It's sometimes common for people who are involved in one particular type of play--bondage, for example, or perhaps spanking--to believe that what they do isn't BDSM, on the mistaken idea that being involved in BDSM means being into everything from pain play to extreme sadomasochism. In fact, nobody is into everything, and even in the BDSM community, not everyone has the same tastes, the same limits, or the same ideas. If you see something described in here which you personally find disturbing or off putting, that's fine; it doesn't mean that you aren't or can't be interested in BDSM. Hell, there are plenty of things I find disturbing, and there's nothing wrong with that! The definitions give

Part 2
at all forms of pain; stubbing a toe, for example, is unlikely to be arousing. The context of the pain is important. MASTER: A dominant, usually in a TPE relationship. Usually male; the female equivalent is a mistress. Contrast slave. MASTIGOTHYMA: Psychology Sexual arousal from being flogged. MILITARY PLAY: A specific form of role play which involves military-style settings, uniforms, hierarchy, or protocol. MILKING: 1. The practice of stimulating the male prostate, often with a finger or with an implement such as a dildo, or of stimulating the perineum in such a way as to produce ejaculation without orgasm. 2. The practice of inducing orgasm repeatedly in a man, often by sexually stimulating him over and over, until he is no longer able to produce ejaculate. 3. Stimulating the prostate by means of an electrode built into a dildo or similar probe, inserted into the anus and connected to an electrical stimulation device such as a TENS unit. The electrode causes involuntary

Part Two.. The Tie
They both laughed and looked at each other... leaning in slowly towards her he ran his tongue along her top lip.. she made a sound in the back of her throat and grabbed his head hard and kissed him.... they couldnt get close enough....he stopped kissing her and pulled her away from the wall and towards his desk... sitting back down on his chair he pulled her onto his lap.She could feel his erection on her ass, she wiggled and he smiled at her ' so now you are here.... are you going to do all the things you said..? he asked 'baby i want to do so much more' she answered.. she leaned forward and kissed his neck, running her hands over his hard nipples..stopping her movements to play with them.. his head fell back on his chair and she licked along his neck and whispered in his ear... i am so wet, touch me' he moved his head up to look into her eyes one hand going along her thigh.. she opened her legs so he could could feel her wetness..sliding a finger along her clit he slip

Party
After much planning,the evening finally came! We invited about 25 cpls, but at the last minute had several concellations and no shows! We had 3 cpls in attendance! The environment was relaxing, candlelit in every room! Drinks were flowing, laughter was abounding! We all were sitting around getting acquainted, just enjoying each other in our home! About a hour into the event, One cpl decided to leave, they really weren't into more than one other cpl, so left! At the point we played a icebreaker game, kinda truth/dare! Clothes were coming off, kissing, etc. tami and I decided to change into some lingerie, which kicked up the party another notch! A few more rounds of truth/dare, and then tami and I grabbed each other started kissing and went into bedroom and the others followed. Tami and I started making love to each other on the bed, I was on top, kissing her, fondling her long beautiful hair. Slowly goin down on her enticing breasts, and kissing her body all over. slowly making it down

Part
You say I love you Does not tell me whats in your heart YOu tell me you will have a 3some Does not tell me whats in your heart You send me nude photos Does not tell me whats in your heart I want to look in your soul See a person that is whole I want to see forever Deep in this endevour I want you to kiss me Tell me it is ok I want to hold you WHen I need you I want to see the heart and soul as one Not given to another one Give me your eyes I will tell you no lies Give me your heart I promise we will never part

Part 1 - Spy Story
It all started on a cold California afternoon...the international terminal at SFO was bustling with people trying to get to their destinations...a silver Toyota Camry pulls up the curb along side a sign that says British Airways...out steps a strikingly good looking young man...his sandy blond hair is hastily styled with a wind blown sort of look...he has a light in his eyes alluding to the energy that lies beneath...he carries himself with a confidence and air of one who has been adored all his life...he walks to the trunk of the car and removes two matching suitcases and a garment bag...with a smile that is more of a smirk he says goodbye to the kind gentleman who gave him a ride to the airport...he looks over at the individual to his left...his father...and asks if he's ready to go...with a silent nod they proceed through the automatic doors and fade into the distance... Exiting the revolving doors at Heathrow airport in London the young man extends a hand and with an effortless

Part 2
This will be an ongoing thing. Blood Brothers by Iron Maiden And if you're taking a walk through the garden of life What do you think you'd expect you would see? Just like a mirror reflecting the moves of your life And in the river reflections of me Just for a second a glimpse of my father i see And in a movement he beckons to me And in a moment the memories are all that remain And all the wounds are reopening again We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers And as you look all around at the world in dismay What do you see, do you think we have learned Not if you're taking a look at the war-torn affray Out in the streets where the babies are burned We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers We're blood brothers, we're blood brothers There are time when i feel i'm afraid for the world There are times i'm ashamed of us all When you're floating on all the emotion you feel And reflecting the good and the bad

2 Part Stuff
Part 1 I once had a dream, a dream to better my life and make it full. To make my life worth living. Over the years though my dream has collapsed. It doesn't matter what my dream was. All that seems to matter is the faults. What are the faults that have caused my dream to die? Well I'll explain. First off, my fathers side of the family doesn't claim me. Says I'm not thier blood, I'm a bastard. Secondly my mothers side of the family are hypocrits. Not my mother, but her parents, and her sister, and her sisters kids. I'm a blacksheep in the highest regard for those things I have done and the women I have loved. I believe in art, freedom of expression, etc. Usually deals in tattoos, piercings, and alike. They believe in supression. Except for my cousin, she makes all the same mistakes I did, she still is making them. But she is still loved and held in high regard with them. I'm staying with my mother again. She, my half brother, and her 30 year old boy toy. Half the time it feels as thou

Party Time!!! :o)
You are invited to a special Pampered Chef party!! WHERE: My house CAN YOU COME? I know how busy you all are and that you probably hate being invited to any home parties, but I assure you this is no ordinary home party. And to be honest, I haven't had a party like this in ages, and I need to update my kitch gadgets. Pampered Chef has come out with new consultants and products that are fabulous. I have enclosed samples below of the new home party products... I'm expecting a good turnout . ! Now, aren't you sorry you groaned and sd, "not another party..." Have a Good Day *wink* *~*PurteeLadee*~*

Part One
The other day a friend and I was talking about Star wars and stat trek fans. (You know the fans that dress up like one of the storm trouper just stand out of the movies. if that is you don’t get pissed, this blog is also for you just keep reading). How these fans know every thing about there favorite person in the movies and will learn to talk like them and even act like and the star wars fans hates the star trek fans and so on and so on. Well that got me thinking if you took one person out of each of the 2 moves and made them fight who would win. So here is what we are going to do. I will give you the 2 fighter and you tell me whom you think would win. (Place your vote) and at the end of each round the winner will be the one who gets the most votes. I’m not going to tell you there powers are or the weapons they use I’m going to leave that up to the people who know more about them. There real fans Round 1 Star wars, Yoda Vs Star trek, Spock

Part 1
It hadn't been long since she'd first seen him, but she couldn't shake that feeling. That feeling you get when you know something is wrong. She was just drawn to him. She didn't know who he was or why she felt the way she did. There was pain in his eyes. They were pale blue and it just appeared that the brightness had been drained from them. He had sort of a rugged look to him, he was short and stout and he was probably very handsome under all the sadness and facial hair. He was all alone there and she was surrounded by familiar faces. Why didn't she just walk over to him? Why didn't she ask him to join her? There was this feeling in the bottom of her stomach. Her heart felt as though something was resting still on it. The pressure was almost unbearable. She had to go back; she couldn't avoid the feeling. It wouldn't go away unless she did as it told her. She tossed her keys to her friend and told him to unlock the door and get the a/c running. She'd be right back she said. She f

Part 2
She dropped him off at a quarter to nine that night. She asked if he wanted her to come in, but he said no quickly, as though he'd anticipated the question. She hesitated, taking the no to mean she had done something wrong. "Can I call you tomorrow, then?" she proceeded. "P-promise you will," he stuttered. "Promise, promise," she whispered as she leaned in to kiss him. His scraggly facial hair irritated her face, but she didn't care. She'd kissed a lot of guys before, and a lot of girls, too, but none of them had ever made her feel like this. As she kissed him she was filled with that feeling she had felt when she had locked eyes with him at the deli -- whole, she felt whole. She could tell by the look in his eyes when he got out of the car that something was wrong. She watched as he slowly walked up the path, and still she watched as he hesitated to open the door. She longed to know what kept him so inclosed. He could hear the screams from the walk. He prayed she cou

Party Games
Ok for people that like to through partys and such i got some games for you to decide, and these are video games. (i'm a party person and gamer sorry) Alright Party video games with a Controller (all ages): Mario Party, Super Smash Bros, Tetris, Kirbys Avalanche (more for the kids). For more of the teens Halo 2, Sol com, 007 golden eye, Soul Caliber, DOA. (if you need to know what system they're for just ask. Systems without controllers: DDR (great game for parties). These are just thoughts and games for people that think they need more things for Gatherings and parties so yeah. Party on.

Party
haha ok.. so I just feel like typing mostly. but.. I suppose I'll write about the party I was at last night. It was the going away party for my friend James. Since he moved to Las Vegas today. (he's all excited that they legalized prostitution out there now) haha anyways so I got to the cabin at about 730 PM. Where there was just a few of us hanging out. We didn't even have alcohol yet. Eventually people began showing up around 8-830-9-930, and so on. by 1030 there was at LEAST 40 people there. We had made a WOP. but it was small.. 5 bottles of Rum, 1 bottle of Vodka, fruit, and 3-4 gallons of Hawiaan Punch. But it was gooood. lol (even though I'm more of a.. whiskey drinker) but there wasn't any there so.. I said, " this'll have to do ". Anyways... there was a shitload of like.. 14-15 yr old girls there. HAHA. which was kind of gay. but.. they get drunk fast and it's funny. Hell I even got a little drunk. We were listenin to good rap/dance music.. and so all us girls w

Party Crowds
Hey all...love to all readers. I had a really busy weekend this week (09-22-06). The band hadn't rehearsed for more than 2 weeks. We held two shows this weekend. One at a county fair and one at what I call an animal house(no insult intended)....moose, elks, eagles...you get it. Both shows were awesome. Thanks to the fans who made it and white lights to those who couldn't...you were in my thoughts. It was good to see Red there...with her entourage of crazy gurls.

Party Today...show 2day And 2nite!!
SAT THE 30TH BRINGS US A PARTY ON NARANJA..WITH AUDREY AND EMBER FALLS ROCKING AT NOON! AND ALSO THE OUTSPOKEN MIMES..WILL BE PLAYING UNPLUGGED!! AND THEN SAT NIGHT,BIG SHOW AT THE BADABING LOUNGE IN FT. PIERCE..FEATURING INSTALLING CHAOS,THE RUINS AND MORE!! 18+ $7 COVER.. CONTACT ME FOR MORE INFO!! OR CHECK OUT THE MYSPACE PAGES FOR THE BANDS MENTIONED...

Parties/fun/life....@};---
~A question to all my freaky freaks and devious dark dwellers, where shall i go this month? Where will i find the most mind bending of haunted houses, the dark thrill of devious enticement. This year like every other i look for the kindred spirits that will take me in and blow my mind... where oh where will that be.... as this is just the beginning of my quest... you know by now... more later lol @};----

Party Time! ^_^
Had a good night. ^_^ Went to my BFF's dad's party. Didnt want to go at first but it was fun. I had a good time. Chatted it up with people I haven't seen in a while. Got to drink a bit. Over all it was just a fun time. My bf is downstaits sleeping his drunkness off. LOL He will sleep good tonight. He had quite a bit of Irish Cream Whiskey along with other drinks and beers.

Party Like A Fucking Rockstar! (part 1)
(I had to split this blog up into two parts, telling the stories of two seperate crazy nights I've had this past week. This is story number one.) Yes yes, my life has been pretty damned crazy this past week. Saturday night me and my friends went to Lafayette. We went bar hoppin' on the strip and Jefferson Street and got really really drunk. We were supposed to go see the Atone Pain Tribe at Club Sin, but we found out they cancelled. So we had a few drinks there and decided to go to a strip club on Evangeline Thrwy called Desperado's. It was my first time at a strip club and let's just say I was a wee bit surprised by what I saw when I first opened the door. We sat down by the stage and ordered some drinks. I was shocked to find out that it costs $6.25 for a bottle of Corona there. Not a place you want to go to when you're sober and looking to get drunk, that's for damn sure! The girls were beautiful for the most part. They were real nice and they thought it was funny that I was

Party Punch
1 pint lime sherbet 1 quart lime/grapefruit beverage 1 pint milk Add half of the sherbet to cold milk and beat well. Stir in the lime/grapefruit beverage. Spoon the remaining sherbet onto the top and serve over cracked ice. Makes 7 8oz servings.

Party Cream Cheese Pinwheels
10 large flour tortillas 2 boxes of cream cheese 1 cup pitted black olives, finely chopped 2 tablespoons pimentos, finely chopped 1 pkg ranch dressing 2 tablespoons green jalapenos, finely chopped Soften cream cheese Mix in the powdered Ranch dressing Add the pimentos, black olives and the jalapenos. Spread evenly over the flour tortillas using a rubber spatula. Roll tightly. Cover and chill for about one hour. Slice into pinwheels.

Party Meatballs
1 bottle Heinz 57 steak sauce (small) 1 can jelled cranberry sauce 2 tablespoons brown sugar 2 lbs frozen home-style meatballs Precook meatballs according to package directions. Melt steak sauce, cranberry sauce and brown sugar in a saucepan over medium heat until smooth. Place meatballs in crock-pot, pour mixture over and place the crock-pot on low. Excellent!

Party Appetizers
1 lb. hamburger 1 lb. sausage 1 tbsp. Worcestershire sauce 1/2 tsp. garlic 1 lb. Velveeta cheese Party rye bread Brown and drain the meats. Add next 3 ingredients. Stir well. Add Velveeta cheese and stir until dissolved. Spread on party rye. Bake at 350 degrees for 10-12 minutes. To Freeze: Place on cookie sheet until frozen. Cover well. Use as needed. Keeps well in plastic bags.

Party Wings Or Buffalo Wings
1 (5 lb.) bag wings (party wings) 1 lb. flour Fat free oil 1 stick butter Meat tenderizer Garlic and pepper salt 1 bottle barbecue sauce, mild or spicy 1/2 c. hot sauce and ketchup Place wings in drainer; let dry. Put about 2-4 cups flour in paper bag. Add wings and shake up in bag until battered. Preheat cooking oil. Once hot, place wings into pan. Cook until golden brown. Once completed, place party wings into saucepan. Add 1 bottle barbecue sauce, 1/2 cup hot sauce and 1/2 cup ketchup. Once entire pan of chicken is covered, place into preheated oven and cook for about 20-35 minutes. Remove from oven.

Party Taco Salad
1 lb. ground beef, browned and drained 1 can refried beans 1 can chili without beans 1 pkg. taco seasoning Combine above ingredients. Spread on large round serving tray. Layer on 1 jar salsa sauce. Combine 1-2 mashed avocados, approximately 1 cup sour cream and garlic powder. Layer on ingredients on tray. Continue to add in layers: 1 lg. chopped onion 2 cans chopped jalapeno peppers Chopped lettuce Chopped tomato Grated Cheddar cheese Grated Monterey Jack cheese Serve with tortilla chips. Great at parties since it is a large salad.

Party Appetizer
1 lb. hamburger 1 lb. hot sausage 1 lb. Velveeta 1 tbsp. Worcestershire sauce 1 tsp. oregano 2 loaves party rye or any type bread Cook sausage and hamburger together, drain fat, add cheese. Stir until cheese is melted. Take off heat. Add other ingredients, then spread on bread. Broil in oven.

Party Baked Potatoes
Wash and bake the number the baking potatoes needed for your party. When tender, immediately cut a slice off the top of each potato and very carefully remove the potato from the skin. Set the skins aside and whip the potatoes with milk, butter, sour cream and seasonings. Put the whipped potatoes back into the skins, piling the potato above the top of the skin a bit. When ready to serve, place the potatoes on a cookie sheet and return them to the oven to warm through. These can be prepared early in the afternoon and then popped back into a hot oven about a half hour before your dinner is served. You can sprinkle a bit of paprika on top for color if you want.

Party Cheese Ball
2 (8 oz.) pkg. cream cheese 2 (8 oz.) c. shredded sharp Cheddar cheese 1 tbsp. chopped pimento 1 tbsp. chopped green pepper 1 tbsp. finely chopped onion 2 tsp. Worcestershire sauce 1 tsp. lemon juice Dash of cayenne Dash of salt Finely chopped pecans Combine softened cream cheese and Cheddar cheese, mixing until well blended. Add pimento, green pepper, onion, Worcestershire sauce, lemon juice and seasonings; mix well. Chill. Shape into ball, roll in nuts. Serve with crackers. During the party season, leftover cheese ball can be reshaped and refrigerated until the next event. Will keep up to one week.

Party Favorites
1/2 lb. butter 1 c. powdered sugar 2 c. all-purpose flour 1 tbsp. lemon flavor 1 tbsp. water 1/8 tsp. salt 1 c. chopped nuts Cream butter and powdered sugar together. Add flour, lemon flavor, water, salt, and nuts. Roll in little balls and press with fingers. Bake on greased cookie sheet in 350 degree oven until slightly brown. While hot, roll in powdered sugar. Great for parties or just munching.

Party Ham Rolls
2 pkgs. Merita party dinner rolls 2 sticks butter, melted 1 tbsp. poppy seeds 1 tsp. Worcestershire sauce 3 tbsp. mustard 1 onion, chopped fine 1 lb. boiled ham 3/4 lb. Swiss cheese Mix butter, poppy seeds, Worcestershire sauce, onions, and mustard together. Cut rolls slicing through the middle separating top from bottom. Spread top and bottom of rolls with mixture. Add 1 layer of ham and cheese. Put top on bottom of rolls. Cover with foil and bake at 400 degrees for 10 minutes. Cut into individual rolls when ready to serve.

Party Picks
Chunk bologna Cheddar cheese Sweet pickles Pineapple chunks 1 bottle Catalina dressing Make slits in bologna. Put in a pan lined with foil wrap. Pour complete bottle of Catalina over bologna. Bake at 300 degrees for 20 minutes. Cut bologna, cheese, pickles into small chunks. Drain pineapple. Put a chunks of each on a party toothpick. Arrange on a platter.

Party Salad
container Cool Whip, thawed 1 can cherry pie filling 1 can crushed pineapple, drained 1 can Eagle Brand condensed milk Combine all ingredients in a large mixing bowl. Let chill for about 2 hours. Very good for outdoor parties or whatever.

Party Chicken
8 chicken breasts 8 slices of bacon 1 jar dried beef 1 can cream of mushroom soup 1 c. sour cream Wrap each chicken breast with a slice of bacon. Spread dried beef on the bottom of a 9 x 13 inch pan and place chicken on top. Mix sour cream and soup and pour it over the chicken. Bake at 325 degrees for 1 1/2 hours.

Party Chicken Casserole
2 c. cooked chicken, cut up 1 c. celery, chopped 1 c. rice, cooked 1 c. mayonnaise 1 c. sour cream 1 tsp. onion, chopped 1 tsp. lemon juice 1 tsp. salt 1 can drained, sliced water chestnuts 3 hard-boiled eggs, cut up 4 tbsp. butter 1/2 c. Corn Flakes crumbs 1/2 c. sliced almonds Mix together all ingredients except butter, crumbs and almonds. Put into greased casserole. Melt butter and add to Corn Flake crumbs and almonds. Spoon over casserole. Bake uncovered in 350 degree oven for 35 minutes. Serves 6.

Party Tortillas
1 (8 oz.) cream cheese 1 stalk chopped green onions 1 sm. can chopped black olives 1 (8 oz.) sour cream 1 c. salsa Combine all ingredients. Spread on a flour tortilla. Roll. Chill for 3 hours then cut. Place on platter and serve with salsa sauce for dip.

Part 2
Almost jumping out of her skin she jumps up and starts getting everything she had brought with here gathered up to head back into the building. One last look at the gargoyle. It winked again. Wondering what is going on she shakes her head, takes Andrews hand and they both start running to the building. Still hearing Dicks yelling they run faster. Pushing through crowds of people and trying not to trip running up the Greek style stairway to the huge doors. On these doors there were very beautiful mosaic carvings of demons and angels. The angels looking toward the skies and the demons looking at the people walking through the doors. This was a very beautiful piece of art work on any other day but today Kris was noticing other things. The eyes of the angels looked as though they were crying and the demons looked as though they were looking right at her while she walked through the archway. How could she know what was in store for her when she entered the huge building. In the foyer the ai

Part 3
All he did was stand there with a slight smile on his face that kind of made Kris feel like something was going to happen to her she will never forget. Boy did it ever. All of the people in the room with her were silently praying that nothing bad would happen, yet there was a ahora about the room that made Kris feel there was something bad going to happen to a few of them. Priests kneeling and praying to their lord to help them through their trials, nuns doing the same. Yet with every passing minute Kris just stood there thinking to herself. The thoughts were only about living her life without fear, without harm, and with a love that would last a thousand years. Kind of in a trance she was brought back to reality with a ringing of a gong. At first she realized that Andrew was not at her side. She almost panicked yet something told her she would be safe. That ever present feeling that she was not alone in this, what ever it may be. Looking to the left she noticed the ot

Part 4 And More To Come
Feeling the bites and tears of her skin, giving it all that she had, running toward what she thought was safety. There was always that thought of something waiting for her at the other end of the room. But it was to dark to see what it was. Jumping over rocks, small puddles and others that have fallen she held back her tears. All the death of the ones that were strangers yet there was a feeling of friendship lost. Five feet away, three . Wait there was something blocking the door. It didnt seem real. But there was no way that she could stop. Climb over it, a voice whispered. She stared climbing. At first she thought she felt rock yet there was something strange about the way it felt. It was more like scales, not snake scales, nor fish scale. Yet there was something familiar about the texture. Thinking again that it was all a dream this huge head whips around out of the darkness, teeth thrashing and shining in the dark. All she could think of was getting out of the room. The door wa

Partial-birth Abortion Procedure!
Hiya Everyone! I'm pro-choice that allows the woman to decide whether she wants to have a baby or not. To me, though, this should be done responsibly. I would support legislation that makes abortion illegal once the baby's hearbeat starts. This means that if a woman gets pregnant, she needs to abort within four weeks once she knows that she is pregnant before the embryo's heart starts beating. This brings us to partial-birth abortion. I would support legislation that makes partial-birth abortion illegal, except in the cases where the mother's life is in danger, rape, or incest. Having said that, I would only support legal abortion BEFORE the embryo's heart starts beating. I'm attaching some links that explain partial-birth abortion. Please be warned that the descriptions are graphic and you may find disturbing. I think that the media doesn't really explain the actual procedure of partial-birth abortion. I can never undertand why any pregnant woman would wait beyond 4

Part The First
This will probably be my only blog since every other blog I have created died after about 1-2 entries. This is for one real reason that I can see... I don't see the big deal. I mean lets face it, who is going to bother reading this? Honestly, its not like I'm some teenager who needs the world to know how sad I am or how I think life is pointless. I very much doubt there is a single thing I could write that would not have been said a thousand times before by people; with a better command of the english language, better grammar, better spelling, and could probably make some amusing and pithy comment along the way. My philosophy? well go to your local library and look up a bunch of different books on philosohpy and pick little bits out of all of them. Oh and if you really want to get in to the spirit of my philosphy, pick a philosopher and insult them like. "Nietzsche was a gigantic freak!" or "Heideger had his head up his ass!", that kinda thing. Not new or original or even interesti

Parties
I have been in texas for a little more than a year now and i love it. but all my cool friends have deployed to iraq. So please pray for them and give them much love. I need to meet new people. If you are in texas around san antonio gimme a shout out. You are always welcome to party with me and my friends.

The Party That Never Stops
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Part 1
How pure are you? Take this test to find out. Note though this isn't all the test this is only the first 237 questions... Check Purity Test (Part 2) for the rest... THE UNISEX, OMNISEXUAL P U R I T Y T E S T Version 4.0 (500) Final Release 23-Apr-1988 ______________________________________________________________________ Public domain; no copyright. All rights wronged, all wrongs reversed. Up with going down. The risen flesh commands: let there be love. Murphy's law on sex: Love is a matter of chemistry; sex is a matter of physics. Chaste makes waste. Virginity can be cured. _______________________________________________________________________ Purity Test Genesis/History: Version 1 (100) Created at MIT's Baker House. Two parallel versions; one for male, and one for female. Not much is known about this

Part 2
Ok and here is the rest of the test. It takes a while to complete but let us know how pure you are... Section 6: Non Primary Choice Relations. 39 questions. This section of the test deals with whether you have done things with people whom you may not be altogether comfortable, therefore in this section of the test, if you are mostly a: - heterosexual, then your partner in deed, often referred to by the word "someone" or "partner", is to be someone of your OWN gender. - homosexual, then your partner in deed, often referred to by the word "someone" or "partner", is someone of the OPPOSITE gender. - 50-50 confirmed bisexual, then your partner in deed, often referred to by the word "someone" or "partner", is to be someone of your OWN gender. Have you ever done any

Part 2 To Last Blog...
Forgot to add something to last blog... Reason why i dont comment to ppl. Its not cuz im selfish or whatever. Its just mostly i dont know what to say, and Dont want to say the wrong things. Plz bare w/me. I Do mean well, and apperate all that are Friends/Fans w/me. You Mean Alot to me. Thank You.

Part Two: Mumm Findings
Part two of my updated Make Up My Mind's ... I'm trying to generate some interest (if you couldn't tell) I've had some fun making the MUMM's and some result have been interesting & unpredictable. Today my corresponding MUMM question actually addressed how we could make them better. You can see and vote for that here: My breakdown (summery) of said MUMM's: I used a kind of deceiving title here, is it about the movie -or- ... It WAS -or- asking how you might enjoy the tempo/pace of your sexual adventures. Fast and Furious or ...? (views-121) Soft and tender 60.0% Fast and furious 40.0% Call me a Sell Out but I've experimented on the last and this subject, to see if sex would sell more looks and votes ... It really doesn't seem to matter. This ask the female their preference of circumcision or not ... overwhelming results here! Ladies - Do you like your men ... (views-106) Cut 73.3% Uncut 26.7% EFFIN REPOST DAMN IT (views-115) Yes (mostly a reposter) 25.0% No

Part Three
alright so what does theese two have to do with one another? Here is my ex drinking away his chance to be around anyone he love's to have any kind of life all becuase he's been told by some doctor that his life is over, so he went out and ended it while people who care are reaching out offering him help and begging others too do the same becuase maybe he'll listen to me, so here is this guy that could be with his family and living out the rest of his life making happy memories with the people that care about him, and he is drinking it away, since he'll never have the chance to live out his dreams, while in the meantime on the other side of me, I have this doctor who has everything, who has lived his dreams and more, firebirds, corvettes, trucks, a house almost like a mansion, and he's drinking till he passes out and every night and why? Becuase his ex wife won't let him see his children, I know he had them at the begging of the year but I don't know what has happened since. On one sid

Part One Of A Story Just For Me, This Is What Should Happen To All Girls
“After the beep…” As he pulled in the driveway, he picked up the phone on the car charger from the passenger seat. The message envelope loomed large… “What now?” The phone made its tell-tale chirrup as he flipped it open and hit the “one” button to call the voicemail. “You have one un-played message, 7:20 pm, today.” Crap, whoever it was, eleven o’clock was too late to call back, not to mention it had been a long night sitting around the bar… “Hey, baby, I just needed to hear the sound of your voice. I’ll see you, all of you, later.” He sighed; geez, he was late. She’d probably already had dinner and gone to bed. And by the sound of her voice on the other end of the line, she’d had plans for them tonight. He closed the phone, shut off the car, gathered his stuff out of the seat and made for the front door, clicked the button on the keychain to lock the car, unlocked the front door, got inside before the bugs that would drive her cats nuts got through the open door. He put ev

Part-time Pasta
Carb safe recipe. Ingredients: 1/2 pound turkey, lean ground 1 teaspoon paprika 1 can (14 1/2 ounces) tomatoes, crushed 1 can (14 1/2 ounces) chicken broth, reduced sodium 2 cups pasta, bow-tie, uncooked 3 cups frozen vegetables such as carrots, broccoli and cauliflower, thawed Tasty Topping: 1/2 cup chopped fresh or dried parsley 1/4 cup bread crumbs, seasoned, dry 1/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese Instructions: 1. Heat a large nonstick pan over medium heat. Add ground turkey and paprika. Cook and stir until meat is brown and no longer pink, about 5 minutes. 2. Stir in tomatoes, chicken broth and pasta. Bring mixture to a boil. Reduce heat to medium-low. Cover and simmer until pasta is almost tender, about 10-15 minutes. 3. Remove lid. Place vegetables on top of pasta. Replace lid. Cook until vegetables are tender, about 5 minutes. 4. Prepare the Tasty Topping. Mix parsley, bread crumbs and Parmesan cheese. Sprinkle over vegetables in skillet. Cover and let

Parties
Hello This is my first blog here on LC. I should have some new pics up this weekend. I will be attending a Halloween PArty tommorrow Evening so the pics will certainly be pretty good as I'm going as a Flapper. So keep an eye out for some new pics this weekend. And Thanks to all those who have made my first few days on LC very Exciting!

Party-it-up
Whether you do it tonight (Friday), tomorrow night (Saturday), or on Halloween (Tuesday), getting Crunk is required like dressing up. Hopefully you've moved past walking from door to door in a greedy attempt to suck the world dry of all chocolate, nougat, caramel, gummy-things, gum, taffy, licorice, suckers, and any other drug-laced goodies you can think of. Instead, I pray that you have graduated, as I have, to a greedy bar to bar attempt to suck the world dry of all beer, whiskey, tequila, gin, rum, vodka, wine-coolers, and any other drug-laced alcohol you can think of. I may not be a zombie, but I'll be walking like one by the end of the night. I may not be a vampire, but hopefully I'l be sucking on some innocent girls neck by the end of the night. I may not be a werewolf, but i will be howling at the moon by the end of the night. I may not be a wizard/warlock, but I can garuantee I will be flying high be the end of the night. This is the way I intend to celebrate All Hallows Eve

The Parting
The Parting by Michael Drayton (1563-1631) Since there's not help, come let us kiss and part; Nay, I am done, you get no more of me; And I am glad, yea, glad with all my heart, That thus so cleanly I myself can free; Shake hands for ever, cancel all our vows, And when we meet at any time again, Be it not seen in either of our brows That we, one jot of former love retain. Now, at the last gasp of love's latest breath, When his pulse failing, passion speechless lies, When faith is kneeling by his bed of death, And innocence is closing up his eyes, Now, if thou woulds't, when all have given him over, From death to life Thou might'st him yet recover.

Party
We went to the Eagles to the halloween party last night.. had a blast!! so many awesome costumes.... but I didn't dress up.. LMAO....I wore a mini-skirt and I told my dad that if anyone asked what my costume was that I would tell them "for $20, I'll show you".. LOL.... so of course, my dad told one of the guys working there to ask me what my costume was.. LMAO... The band that played was "Rode Hard"... they were awesome and I even got a tank top that says "rode hard" on it.. can't wait to wear it..... they are playing in North Port this afternoon, so we are taking the bikes to go watch them again today.... but I won't drink as much as I did last night... had a wee bit too much.....but I had fun... guess that's all that counts.... Take care my friends and I'll catch up with ya laters... *muah*

Part 1
Hey baby, I miss you so much. I will be happy again when you come online and I can talk to you. Sometmimes we just sit there doing other stuff and not even talking to each other much, however I am comforted by the thought that you are there. I read the words you write, I look at your pictures. I think about you all the time. I dreamt about you last night. I dreamt that you lived far away but could be reached by car. I rented a car to come see you. I packed some clothes and toiletries, loaded the car, filled up with gas. I then got a dear friend to agree to take care of my animals while I was gone. Gave her the mailbox key so she could check my mail and bring it to my house. I mapped out my route. It was going to take me three days to get to you, driving 12 hours a day. I made reservations at a few motels along the way to stay over night. I was going to try to drive straiht through but you would have none of that. You said you were to worried about me and I needed

Part 1 ... The Extinction Of Stupid Bipeds
Considering The Possibilities Of Human Extinction and Evolution Earth Science 083 F 30, 10, 2006 Lonny Justin Boggs Our Fossil Record The date is 52 revolutions post colonization. After colonizing this pathetic little planet out of necessity, we Arachnoids have discovered evidence of a moderately evolved and slightly intelligent, bipedal species that, it would appear failed technological kindergarten. These creatures, little more than livestock, altered the environment they inhabited by covering huge tracts of land with a combination of a poisonous petrol based black substance (Environment Canada: Clean Air Online), and hives constructed with iron alloys and cement mixtures containing tricalcium silicate (C3S), dicalcium silicate (C2S), tricalcium aluminate (C3A), and tetracalcium aluminoferrite (C4AF). (U.S. Department of Transportation Federal Highway Administration). We have also uncovered many piles of their fossilized internal skeletal structures, apparently sup

Part 2 -reptilian Primates
Earth Science 083 f Our Future Form Home world date: 5967 cii. (cephalopoid intergalactic Imperium) REPORT: A survey team from one of our mining expeditions detected unusually high concentrations of alpha, beta, and gamma radiation emanating from several points scattered around the northern hemisphere of the only semi-inhabitable planet in system 9847.69.2. Upon investigation it was found to be coming from crude storage facilities that were in a state of disrepair from neglect, or had been destroyed in the thermo-nuclear conflict responsible for the extinction of this planets former custodians. The most complex life forms detected were vegetation and fungi. A thorough archaeological scan was performed and indicates that this species spent millions of years altering their environment in the name of technological and industrial “advancement” thereby forcing their own evolution. Unfortunately for them, they didn’t advance much beyond their tree dwelling ancestors soci

Part Of Me
***copyrighted - do NOT try to claim as your own *** Part of me wants to call you up And say how the hell can you act so tough and Part of me wants to walk away from the lies that you told me every day Part of me wants to ask you why You broke my heart and you made me cry Part of me wants to hear the truth That I never really meant that much to you Oh, and part of me wants to scream out loud For the peace of mind I thought I'd found and Part of me needs to hear you say That you regret this every day Part of me needs to see your face Just to prove to my heart that I've been erased and part of me needs to see you now and ask you for help figuring out why part of me just wants to see you run back home, beggin me please oh but most of me...right now just wants to watch you crawl It wants to see those big blue eyes crumble into waterfalls part of me wants to hear you cry out loud and part of me wants to hear you apologize cuz the part of you that you left b

Party... Before We Run Out Of Time...
Ok well the last few weekends we have been hanging out with friends quite a bit, as our time here in Florida is running short. This last weekend we spent two nights in a row partying with friends, mostly from poptart's old job... and I must say... they are a very good group of people. I enjoy hanging out with them greatly... and even being a bit of an outsider to start out with... I have been kinda pulled into the group... and have been treated with nothing but acceptance, and the love they show their own. Much appreciated folks... I love that group of peeps =]. Can't wait for us all to hang out again. The nights were just full of funny moments... and anyone that happened to catch about 5 minutes worth of conversation between any of us, was probably in for a real treat. I think the best convo we had was at IHOP though... we touched on everything from panty-cakes... to vibrating beavers... and just about everything in between. Most of it you probably had to be there for... but

Party
i got to see my bubby saturday it was cool hadnt seen him in awhile,, love that man lol didnt think he was comming out but he did. a friend got me up on the damn ramp to dance i could of killed her but then again i was drunk really didnt care. but glad she had a good time thats all that mattered.. well till next time all have a great night love to all

........partly True
Your Five Variable Love Profile Propensity for Monogamy: Your propensity for monogamy is medium. In general, you prefer to have only one love interest. But it's hard for you to stay devoted for too long! There's too much eye candy to keep you from wandering. Experience Level: Your experience level is high. You've loved, lost, and loved again. You have had a wide range of love experiences. And when the real thing comes along, you know it! Dominance: Your dominance is medium. You tend to be the one with more power. You aren't a total control freak in relationships.. But of course you don't mind getting you way! Cynicism: Your cynicism is low. You are an eternal optimist when it comes to love and romance. No matter how many times you've been hurt - you're never bitter. You believe in one true love, your perfect soulmate. And if you haven't found true love yet, you know you will soon. Independence: Your independence is high. You don't need

The Party
The Party by FireFighterNYC © The party had been going on for three hours to far, and I'd been bored out of my mind for two and a half. Boring neighbors circulated everywhere telling boring stories about their boring vacations and boring fish they had caught, and god knows what else. My wife was happily ensconced on a couch with three girlfriends from the building, and would happily stay there all night, leaving me to my own devices. Never mind that I didn't know any of these people, let alone want to know them. I sipped at my bottle of Magners – at least the booze was good, that was something – and looked around the room for the hundredth of time, searching for someone mildly interesting to converse with. It seemed like I smelled her scent before I saw her; a mix of sweet attar of roses with something autumnal, maybe pumpkin spice, a sultry mix that reminded me of romping in fields with Rosie Barnes when I was sixteen. Then she stepped into view, and I couldn't think of anythi

Partier
What type of partier are you? Your Result: Bar Slut You like to keep them drinks flowing till you can't remember much - not that you would want to. Along with your judgement, your inhibitions go 'bye bye' and you end up making out with, and sometimes taking home, random people who sound 'good at the time'. In your drunken haze, you and all your freinds are the sexiest, most swingin, and hottest things on the planet. You've lost many items of clothing in random places.Bar Social Butterfly Hardcore drunk The Socialite The Lurker The designated driver The rock-star party animal

Party!!!!!!!!!!!
Yay!!! The party is TONIGHT!!! Im sooooo excited!! I already gave Chris his b-day present last nite... I bought him 2 SEXY girl posters and a black light! ANYWAYS!!! Its lookin like the party is gunna be BIGGG :) I have lots of girlieezzz comin and then my boyfriends friends AND my roomates friends! :) 2morrow there WILL BE PARTY PICTURESS :) Soooo keep a look out!!! Cuz ya never know whats gunna HAPPEN :) hehehe Lots of love everyone!!!! MySpace Comments Graphics 69th Angel xo

Partyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
Hey todays night there is a big fetish event and so I have bought me a new outfit. Its a suprise for my hubby - he dont know this outfit and so I am snoopy for his reaction ;-) Wish all a hot and funny weekend and dont forget to vote and comment all of me ;-))) Smoochy Heike

Part Two:could This Be
A week has gone bye and we are still so strong together. a man i can say i love. i mena who wouldn't. in my eyes he is the one i have been waiting for all my life. he is the other half i have been seeking. and how do i know this? last night of a 3 week friendship and 1 week relationship the words i love you came to be , a passionate night and a drive home. i trust Dan with all my heart i feel safe in his arms and love the conversations we have and time we spend together. i look at this man i have come to see as my partner/love and life. with so much love and effection. he is seriously a dream and prayer come true. dinners out two to three times a week( i am spoiled), holding and caring, phone calls when he gets off work to tell me how his day went. this is my fairy tale come true. i actually find my self farther away from the computer every day now cause i am excited to see my honey and talk to him. he has become first in my heart we have the begainning of a wonderful relationship, eve

Part 2 Of The Last Installment
I got the reaction that I knew I would get and thats totally fine. I never expected a ton of reaction to the 1st part, I was happy with what I did receive. My opinion stays the same and will remain that way! This can be dealt with without a fist ever being raised, thats why we were given brains and bravery. Do you's know what it is like to take your 3yr old into a store and allow him to be made uncomfortable cause some old lady has spotted that hes not fully white? My son knows and he hates the fact that this happens to him. They comment on his curly hair but the wheels are clearly turning, they just dont have the guts to ask. Do you's know what it is like being a child and going to School, not looking like the white kids but not looking like the other races either? I do! You's talk about just walking away when these slurs are passed on, would you react the same way if it was your child that was being called something nasty. Allowing them to feel bad about who they a

Part Of Shout Box Conversation With The Author
I had a short conversation with the Author of that BS poem and I thought you would like to see what he had to say for himself. I have edit this so you can read it as it came in. Me: wrong day to post it dude Me: the message you give in most of your poetry is negative Alexander Shaumyan: how many people read poetry anyway Me: you just gave the finger to anyone and everyone who is or suports the military... Me: a lot more than you think Alexander Shaumyan: i give the finger to stupidity Me: but it was aimed at those of us who give of ourselves for others Alexander Shaumyan: i have a lot of friends in the military Me: what did they think of your poem? Alexander Shaumyan: they know i don't support the military Alexander Shaumyan: i care about individuals not flags

Part 2
Anne set the phone down on the counter and went to the bottom of the stairs. "Pam?" she shouted. "What?" Pam answered, and stood in her doorway to look down the staircase. "Mr. Thorn wants to know if you want to go fishing with him. He's going up to the lake this weekend." "Yeah, I'll go," Pam said, suddenly feeling very excited. He did it. He figured out how to get her alone for a weekend. "Ok. I'll tell him you'll be ready when he comes by to pick you up." Pam rushed back into her room, filled with nervous excitement. She rubbed her legs together and stimulated her clitoris. Before she knew it, she was having an orgasm and Mr. Thorn wouldn't be there to pick her up for two more days. By Friday afternoon she had packed everything she might need for the weekend, including spare clothes in case she gets wet, sweaters in case it gets cold, toilet paper just in case, her pillow, her swimsuit, her Walkman and tapes, spare batteries, a sharp knife, and a new jar of lube

Party
OK looka heres the deal, we need to all have one big ass party. Everyone on CT is invited. We could all pitch in and rent a big ass warehouse or something. I mean think about it, how awesome would that be. All the people you have met on here and have wanted to meet in person, you could now meet and chill with. Oh, and it definately should be a costume party. That just makes things less tense. Oh well i know this probaly would never happen but it would be cool!!!

Part Of My World.....
Hello everyone...Just giving you a little insight to how my life works..I work at the hospital so my hours and days are always changing. Right now I either work from 8am until 4:30 pm, or from 7am until 7:30 pm..And normally after work I'm too tired to even get on here and chat..On my days off I am at home with my son..I really have no one to watch my son so I do not go anywhere he cannot go. I try to go out and do things people my age are doing but it never works..If I make plans in advance something goes wrong and fucks everything up..My life is not mine anymore every chioce I make is made with my son's best interest at heart. For some people this is hard to understand and others accept it happily. I spend my days off picking up after my child and making sure the house is clean and the both of us have clean clothes. To most this does not sound like much of a life..And granted it rarely lives time for a personal life. But it's mine..My child has ADHD which makes it three ti

A Part Of Love Flown Away
A part of me has lost you, Those that mean I've lost me too? It's like my heart stoped beating, do you feel it too? You were my first kiss,and also my first loss, but you have no idea how much it hurt, when the conection was lost. Do you still think about me in heaven? becuse your on my mind every day. Your words are in my heart but the hurt is determined to stay. I wish I told you I loved you, I wish we took more pictures. This is not another love poem because my love has flown away.

Part 1
I just love aggressive women. The ones that know exactly what they want and don't hesitate to go after it. That’s what was happening to me. All I did was knock on her door. The next thing I know I'm being dragged in and pushed up against the wall. After my initial shock, I got a good look at her. She’s standing there in next to nothing with a sexy predatory smile on her face. It’s the kind of smile that says she's going to get what she wants, how she wants it. It made my cock stiffen instantly. I look down at her and grin. "Erin? Is there something I can do for you?" "Bet your sweet ass there is!!" and then she was pressed up against me pulling my head down and kissing my lips with a fierce intensity I'd never seen in her before. Needless to say I loved it!!! Her hands started to roam around my body. She grabbed my ass and pulled me closer to her as our tongues danced wildly, licking and tasting the insides of each others mouths. My own hands weren't idle. They came up to her neck and

A Part Of Something Old With Something New!!
I think I'm in love with someone. Only problem is i'm sure he has someone already. Damn how I wish you were here with me. You rule my dreams as well as my heart. When I close my eyes I only see you. When I feel myself I feel you. When i think I see you. Your deep eyes,your sweet lips, your smooth skin,your long hair,above all it's your voice that haunts me the most. So what is someone like me going to do. How does one go on with out the one whos a part of them. which is why I was shocked that Jade and I made it as far as we did. For I've been inlove with someone eles for a very long time. It seems that this other person has been a part of me as far back as i can remember. i don't even know for sure his name but I believe his close to me in some way. How strange it feels to be a part of someone and yet never to touch skin to skin. Yet I find myself apart of him as air is a part of breathing. I find myself longing for him,so much that it hurts to breath at times. Thats how I feel. I won

Part 2
Up until I started working at Pizza Hut, I never thought people were completely stupid and un-reliable. Partially stupid, perhaps...Partially suffering from some oddball mental illness...Perhaps...But jesus christ, I think I found the human epitome of the word stupid. Now I know I'm no Einstein, but this fat guy at work takes the cake. (And eats it, too) How hard is it to make a pizza? Honestly? How goddamned hard can it be to make a single fucking pizza with a single motherfucking topping?!?! Ya' get your dough, spread your sauce on it, sprinkle your cheese, throw it in the oven, and voila, you've got a fucking cheese pizza. Today, it took this fucktard FIFTEEN MINUTES to make a fucking cheese pizza!!!! FIFTEEN MINUTES!!! The 'tard doesn't do drugs, and has no mental illness. He's just plain old got fucked in the brains department at birth.((And by fucked I mean smacked in the forehead with a crowbar at birth, and then used as a fucking mop in a toxic waste dump.)) This retar

Party
Well last night was my company Christmas Party and I now remember why I can't stand stuck up people at stuck up functions. Luckily for me and my husband we sat at a great table that shared our views on the whole thing. We basically went for the free meal and door prizes, but nobody at our table won... I had em laughing when they brought me a filet and I asked for ketchup...yea she brought me the ketchup. I even kept the bottle as a souvenier cause we all laughed so hard that this chick hunted down a bottle of ketchup. Let's see after that we drank, danced - yes my husband and I danced...I was shocked - we had so much fun! All in all it turned out to be a great night and it gave us a chance to get out for a night without the kids. Hope all of you have a wonderful holiday!

Party-time
I am excited to say that I am getting ready to get crunk and have fun with some of my friends this Saturday....I was gonna have a party and then I cancelled it because I was depressed and didn't wanna look at anyone but some of my closest friends wouldn't have that so they r gonna come and get me crunk to help me celebrate. I sure hope everything turns out great!!!!

Part One
This is for a 3 part secret santa thing I'm doing on a different web site. I have the first 2 parts done, and I need somewhere I can post them so I can access them from anywhere, and that I know she wont know about. Anyway, there you go. That's my explination. Though the night was dark and stormy, it didnt seem to stop the citizens of Gaia from crowding the marketplace in search of good deals. As all the people crowded around different stalls, pickpockets and thieves slipped through, occasionally picking up a few pieces of gold or a dropped article of cheap clothing. One thief, a young girl, made her way to the edge of the chaos and searched out a target. She was poor, clad in the wear of a newcommer, aside from the mask and the hat that she had 'found.' The mask she found in an alley dumpster, and the hat was salvaged from a fight. As she tucked herself into a dark doorway, she noticed someone that looked like an easy target: A young woman with red hair and a rich coat. Picking t

Part 2
Same exp. as part 1. The girl opened her eyes and looked up to see a pair of fishnet stockinged legs and a simple yet elegant black skirt. She blinked back tears as the woman's face into which she was staring softened and the crowd grew quiet. "If you value your life, you'll not move," she heard a rough voice tell her, and she realized that there was a sword resting on the back of her neck. "Jar, let her up. She meant no harm," the lady's sweet voice ordered. The sword was removed, but the next words sent a chill through her. "Bring her." Images of a dungeon flooded her mind as she was led to a large house. The outside looked pleasant enough, but the girl wouldnt allow herself to be fooled by appearances. There was a man outside the door, and he looked more like a prison keeper than a husband or butler. "Xavier, dear," the woman began. She was talking to the man on the porch. "We have a dinner guest." "Veloria," Xavier didnt look happy. "Do I need to remind you what happened la

Part 3
She let herself soak in the wooden tub for a while. A small girl came in just as she was wringing out her newly cleaned black hair and getting ready to stand up. The little redhead smiled timmidly and said "My name's Madilin. I'll be your maid while you're here. M'lady asked that I bring this to you so's you can wear it to dinner." She set a pile of clothes and a pair of shoes on the bed. The clean thief nodded as she reached over the side of the tub for a towel, and Madilin left. Wrapping herself in a towel and shaking out her hair, she walked to the bed. The ground, in a patch of sunlight, was warm under her feet. On the top of the stack was a simple white shirt, but underneath was a beautiful, black skirt. She had kept her eye on it in a shop window for a while, but never thought she'd have one. Next to it was a pair of slim, shiney, black shoes. She smiled to herself and pulled the clothes on. Just as she was slipping her feet into the shoes, Velouria came in. Not a sound was hea

Part Five....
Cat drew in a deep breath, she knew what was coming. Considering that her legs were spread wide apart, she tensed her ass as much as possible, to help cushion the inevitable blow. Slowly and deliberately Sir ran the piece of leather across her backside. Any second now Cat knew she would be feeling the sting. The tension was palpable. Making her wait was pushing her fear and apprehension to levels she didn't know existed. Sir smiled to himself as he watched Cat wait. He knew she was tensed and expecting him to swat her ass. He was amused to think that it never occur ed to her that she had softer more vulnerable places to hit. He couldn't wait for her reaction. The blow came quickly and forcefully. Cat's knees buckled and she almost fell from the blinding pain. She couldn't believe he had hit here THERE!. Tears came to her eyes as she felt stinging in her still engorged labia. Her pussy was always so sensitive after she came that the strap made it feel like her nerves were on fire. It s

Part Six...
As Cat moved her hand to shift gears she realized she had unconsciously been fingering herself as she drove. Thinking about her first "session" with Sir always made her randy. She was sure that some of the things she had done and seen were forgotten, but she could still remember everything about the first time. The tastes, the smells, the feelings were all locked in her mind. Cat moaned aloud as she put two fingers back insider herself. "god, I am so wet", she thought as she took her fingers from her pussy and brought them to her mouth. As she licked her fingers she let the taste of her own wetness mixed with Sir's cum take her memory back to that first time again. The stranger's cock felt so different from her husband's. Cat smiled to herself as she slowly moved up and down, thinking that until now she had only ever had James' inside her and now here she was with a complete stranger deep in her pussy. She had to admit if felt better than James'. This cock was much thicker

Part Seven
As Cat's orgasm subsided, she looked up and realized she was sitting in her driveway. She wasn't sure how long she had been there, she had been so lost in the memory of her porno theater experience. A quick look in the back seat found James beginning to come around. Leaning over from the front seat Cat began rubbing her wet fingers all over his face, finally slapping him and saying "wake up bitch". James awoke with a start, disoriented and not sure where he was. He didn't remember getting in a car...The last thing he remembered was kneeling on the floor of some warehouse in front of his wife and her lover/master, while they berated him for being aroused by all that had happened. As the events came back into his mind he was hit with a huge wave of shame. Shame because he knew he had enjoyed it...Even the most disgusting parts. He had wanted to cum so bad and his hand were tied as he lay on the floor after having eaten Sir's cum out of Cats pussy. He hated himself for i

Part Eight
It was late in the day when James finally awoke. Even though he was exhausted both physically and mentally he had lain awake for hours after leaving Cat in the bath. He tried to rationalize his new situation. He tried to be pragmatic and think of every possible result of this change. His ego had been through a great deal in the last 24 hours. Finally, when he had run through every argument he could think of, it came down to this: he wanted to stay. He loved Cat and nothing would change that.....and there was also the fact that no matter what his pride told him, last night had been the single greatest sexual experience of his life. He knew he would still have a hard time with Cat's new sexuality, but he also knew that her new sexuality had released him from being responsible for his own. He actually felt a little freer now. Which he realized was a bit odd seeing as he was now subject to Cat's every sexual whim. But, that was the truth of it. He was not responsible for his ow

Part Nine
Marie had never given herself over to lust more completely in her life. If she could have seen a picture of herself as she was now, she would not have believed it was her. The woman with her head thrown back, skirt pushed up around her waist and panting wildly as she ground her crotch into a man's mouth, could not be her. Her hand seemed like it belonged to someone else as she grabbed James by his hair and pulled him hard against her pussy. As James' tongue continued to dart insider her she became less and less aware of what was going on around her. Her eyes were closed and the only sound she could hear was her own moaning and occasional exclamations. She was racing toward one of the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced. Owing to the torrents pleasure currently rushing through her, Marie didn't feel Cat's hands slowly undoing the buttons on her shirt. She didn't even notice as Cat's hands worked their way around her and undid her bra. It was only when she felt Cat

Part Ten
When the bedroom door closed behind them, Marie marveled at the change in Cat. Gone was the bossy dom that had just sent her husband out to "find some cock" for them. Cat was like an experienced older lover guiding a virgin through her first time. Of course, as Marie thought about it, it wasn't far from the truth. Even though, Marie had had fantasies about women, she had never even kissed one until Cat kissed her just moments ago. Taking Marie in her arms and giving her small kisses on the neck Cat stopped long enough to explain "I have wanted you for so long. I didn't want James here or anyone else for that matter." Marie tingled at the feeling of Cat's warm whispers in her ear. "I just wanted it to be you and I making love", Cat continued as she swept Marie's blouse and bra to the floor. The realization that this would be "making love" and not something they were doing just to be kinky , brought a warm feeling to Marie. She wanted this to be all the things her first tim

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Part Eleven
James sat at the bar and chain smoked. He had lost count of the amount of scotch he had drunk but he was still a long way from drunk enough to begin what he came here to do. He was beginning to think that no amount of whiskey was going to be enough. It was a busy Saturday night and the bar was packed. Teeming with young college kids spending their parents money on booze and trying to get laid. James knew for sure there would be someone in here that had what Cat was looking for. Thinking about it made him feel ill. In his mind he knew that once things were moving along, he was turned on by the humiliation and control. But, here without Cat to watch and control him, it was horrifying. He could really think of no practical way to say to another man "Hey listen you don't know me but why don't you come home with me and fuck my wife and her friend while I watch.........oh and by the way, I'm not gay but my wife wants proof that I made sure you had a huge cock, so..... can I hold it and tak

Part Twelve
Cat watched Marie bounce down the hall to the living room. Before following her she reached under her bed and pulled out medium sized photo box. She smiled as she thought of all the fun she was going to have with the contents. Cat put the box down on the coffee table and patted James on the head. "Well you have been a good little boy. I see you brought mama a new toy". "I take it James explained everything to you" she said addressing Allen. "Yeah he told me he had to find someone with a big dick to fuck you and your friend, and here I am". "Judging from the picture, he picked well. Stand up and lets get a good look at you." Cat finished. As Allen stood up Marie shifted on the couch to get a better look. "James," Cat purred "be useful and help the man out of his pants." James started to get up but Cat pushed him back to his knees "oh no I think you can do I better job if you keep his buttons at eye level", she said. James knew that once he pulled down Allen's pants he would pretty much

Part Thirteen
He had that sinking feeling in his stomach again. The feeling that meant he was crossing the threshold of the unknown. He had been brought to this point and beyond many times in the past two days. Always the same, first the fear, then the acceptance that his world had changed. The change was always subtle. The shock of Marie rubbing the lubricant on his anus gave way to the pure pleasure of the sensation. His gasp as she slid two fingers deep inside him was replaced with a moan as she slowly but forcefully began fucking him. But, Cat wasn't finished yet. He watched her taking Allen's cock deep in her throat as she stared daggers at him. Telling him with her eyes that she had more humiliation for him. Even before he saw Cat rubbing lubricant on Allen's cock, he had known what was next. He knew instinctively that Cat had wanted to see this happen. It hadn't been enough for him to eat Sir's cum from her cunt, she had wanted him to suck his cock. Just as now it wouldn't be enough to have M

Part Fourteen
The best things in life are often the simplest. A nice quiet sunset, a good glass of scotch, or a nice long soak in a hot tub, Cat had all three. The hot tub sat on her back deck surrounded by tall trees, and offered a nice view of Big Black Mountain. Cat had always loved to spend her evenings out here, watching as the setting sun cast long pine shadows across the deck. Before, she had begun her odyssey with Sir she had come out her alone to lament her boring house Frau life. Now, she came out here often times to reflect on the days debauchery. She chuckled as she sipped her scotch and thought how times had changed. She thought of James fleetingly, as he must now be getting back to his hotel to find the pictures she had emailed him. Pictures she had taken only hours ago as another anonymous lover spilled his seed in her. James had been away on a business trip and Cat had sent him pictures of her mouth around a stranger's cock before his plane had landed. He had been gone t

Part Fifteen
For a moment there was stillness, only the sound of people trying to catch their breath. Cat sat back on her heels and waited for whatever was next. Time seemed to be running slow as she felt the cum drip from her face onto her nipple and then to her thigh. She had to fight the urge to wipe her face as it continued to fall. Cat's respite was short lived as she felt herself being pulled by her hair until she was standing. Her arms were raised over her head and her hands placed in leather cuffs. When she felt her arms and body being pulled upward she realized the cuffs must be attached by a pulley to the ceiling. Fear crept up inside her as she became aware that she was completely vulnerable. It is one thing to have your hands free and allow yourself to be groped and spanked but to not have the ability to protect yourself whatsoever, changes things. The pulling stopped when Cat's toes were barely touching the floor. The combination of fear, excitement and being suspended fro

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few hours later) "Barbara, wake up, wake up Barbara, wake up!" It was Madame Cong's voice. She shouted again and then moved away. "My goodness, another masterpiece Sherry, you outdid yourself today." "Thank you Madame." Sherry shook me back to my senses, knowing that by now the drug was just about wearing off. I woke up stunned. I had hoped it was all a bad dream but it was not. I could immediately see my image in the mirror. I leaped up out of my chair and swung around at Sherry, "You bitch!" I tried to smack Sherry in the face but She just blocked the blow and pushed me down by my shoulders. She was very strong. "Sit down, Barbie!" She commanded as she pushed me right down and pinned my arms to the chair with her own hands. She then bent over and whispered into my ears, "Who is the bimbo now?" Then she quickly released her grip on me. "What have you done to me?" I yelled out in panic. "You have been made over Barbara," Madame Cong said, "wouldn't you just love t

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White Slaves of Madame Cong: Elevator Humpers By Jackpot All the usual disclaimers. You must be over 18 to read this. This story is pure fantasy. You have been warned. This is for adults only! NOTE-There is a sequence in this story that very much resembles something another author recently wrote. I must apologize for this however. The ideas for this sequence were thought of and conceived well before I suddenly saw them appear in another story, such is life. I considered deleting the section but thought that it would take too much away from the story. I apologize to my readers and the author, and hope you can enjoy this story. "Is this your final decision?" The juror wiped some sweat off his forehead, "Yes Your Honor, Mrs. Sara James is upheld against Madame Lili Cong of Cong Enterprises." I was ecstatic. "Another victory in my belt," I thought, "but I'm going to bring the bitch down all the way, if it is the last thing I do." As the courtroom cleared I made

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Part 2
I could hear the blonde moving around in her bedroom, but couldn't see anything. Finally I saw her enter the closet wearing a gray sports bra, and a pair of shorts. She grabbed a T-shirt off a hanger without even a glance in my direction and pushed the closet door closed. I was in pitch black, and my heart was pumping a billion times a second. For an indefinite, but excruciatingly long amount of time, my heart raced and my hard-on throbbed. Finally, when my heart returned to it's normal beat, and my dick to it's normal state, I moved away from my hiding place and surveyed my situation. The closet door wasn't actually all the way closed, as I'd originally thought. It was ajar just enough that I could see a slice of light coming into the closet. I carefully moved to the brightness and peered through. I could see that the bedroom door was now open, and I felt it was a safe assumption that the blonde had left the room. With the bedroom door open though, and not knowing where either of

Part 3
The internet seemed particularly slow that day. However, I finally got connected and composed my words as carefully as possible. After about six times of erasing and retyping my thoughts, I finally wrote: "Hello Kellie. You don't know who I am. You've never met me, and you've never spoken to me, so trying to find out, would be pointless. I would like to have a copy of the videotape that you have stashed under your dresser. Please make a copy of the video and reply to this email to let me know when your next trip to the mall will take place. I will let you know how to get the tape to me then. By the way, I hope you're being careful when you borrow Lauren's vibrator. I'd hate for your sister to find out that you've been using her little chrome plaything while you watch her on amateur porn videos you've been making of her and her young studs. Your Captivated Spectator." Amazingly Kellie, replied that afternoon. With no questions asked, she said she'd be at the mall by 10:0

Part 4 To Tresspassing
Seeing Kellie masturbate was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. Over and over in my head I reran the images of her slim fingers glistening with her cum, sliding in and out of her wet pussy. I desperately needed to see her again, so I wrote another email. "Dear Kellie, I'm sorry about sending you to the mall and not calling you. I think you'll understand when you return the tape to its hiding place. I also left you a little surprise. I hope you enjoy it. I was so turned-on when you removed your panties and twirled around your room, that all I could think about was making love to you. I couldn't help myself. I realize that what I'm doing isn't right. Possibly I'm sick in the head, but the first time I saw you and your sister, I knew I had to see more. I never intended on actually meeting you, so sending you away from the house while I took the other tape seemed the safest way to avoid your ridicule, and hatred (and a potential arrest). I couldn't bear to see the look of disgu

Part 5
Soon Kellie and I were emailing each other multiple times a day. She left her curtains open all the time now. She liked the idea of not knowing when I was watching. She also continued leaving me gifts by the window. Sometimes she left panties she'd soaked with her juices. Sometimes she'd leave me clean panties to jerk-off into, and I'd leave them for her when I was done. She even set another video of her sister by the window once. Her evening performances were always similar, but after watching her every night for three weeks, I still never got tired of watching her pleasure herself. In the forth week I received a one line email from her: "I want to meet you." I didn't know how to respond. I was not a particularly good-looking guy, so even though Kellie was the sweetest, nicest, most beautiful girl I'd ever communicated with, I was sure that she wouldn't give me the time of day if we had met on the street. However, jerking-off was one thing, actually getting to make love to t

Part 7 Wake Up Call
I slept soundly until I heard the doorbell ring at about 11:00AM the next morning. I knew I'd have to answer it myself, since my parents and brother would have left for work before 8:00AM, so I crawled out of bed, put on a robe, and walked towards the disturbance of my slumber. I opened the door to discover the bright smiles of Kellie and Lauren, with mischievous glints in their eyes. "Good morning sleepy head, " came Lauren's cheerful greeting. "Looks like we kept him up too late, " Kellie laughed. "Well, aren't you going to invite us in?" Lauren chimed. Still without saying a word, I opened the door the rest of the way and granted them access to the living room. They both looked around curiously, and complimented my mother's choice in furnishings and the like. Then, apparently noticing for the first time that I hadn't said a word, Kellie asked with genuine concern, "Rick, what's wrong?" "I think maybe he's still in shock about last night. Maybe he thinks it was a d