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Short Insults Jokes
Q:What has four legs, is big, green, fuzzy, and if it fell out of a tree would kill you? A: A pool table. Q: What is a zebra? A: 26 sizes larger than A bra. Q: What kind of coffee was served on the Titanic? A: Sanka. And what kind of lettuce? Iceberg. Q: What lies at the bottom of the ocean and twitches? A: A nervous wreck. Q: What's the difference between an oral thermometer and a rectal thermometer? A: The taste. Q: What's the difference between roast beef and pea soup? A: Anyone can roast beef. Q: Where do you find a no legged dog? A: Right where you left him. Q: Where do you get virgin wool from? A: Ugly sheep. Q: Why are there so many Smiths in the phone book? A: They all have phones. Q: Why do bagpipers walk when they play? A: They're trying to get away from the noise. Q: Why do gorillas have big nostrils? A: Because they have big fingers.

A Short Poem
Walk away so soullessly,from a tormented reality. Hoping I can find a way,to make all of you just go away. Leave me to rot all alone,in my hell I call my home. Trying to so desperately,to escape my memory. Hoping to forget I know the way,to survive another day.

Short Quiz
Test for Dementia (a.k.a. Alzheimer's-mental deterioration) Below are four (4 ) questions and a bonus question. You have to answer them instantly. You can't take your time, answer all of them immediately. OK? Let's find out just how clever you really are.... Ready? GO!!! First Question: You are participating in a race. You overtake the second person. What position are you in? Answer: If you answered that you are first, then you are absolutely wrong! If you overtake the second person and you take his place, you are second! Try not to screw up next time. Now answer the second question, but don't take as much time as you took for the first question, OK? Second Question: If you overtake the last person, then you are...? (scroll down) Answer: If you answered that you are second to last, then you are wrong again. Tell me, how can you overtake the LAST Person? You're not very good at this, are you? Thir

Short Quiz
The following short quiz consists of four questions and will tell you whether you are qualified to be a professional. The questions are NOT difficult. _____________________ 1. How do you put a giraffe into a refrigerator? The correct answer is: Open the refrigerator, put in the giraffe, and close the door. This question tests whether you tend to do simple things in an overly complicated way. _____________________ 2. How do you put an elephant into a refrigerator? Did you say, Open the refrigerator, put in the elephant, and close the refrigerator? Wrong Answer. Correct Answer: Open the refrigerator, take out the giraffe, put in the elephant and close the door. This tests your ability to think through the repercussions of your previous actions. _____________________ 3. The Lion King is hosting an animal conference. All of the animals attended except one. Which animal did not attend the conference? Correct Answer: The Elephant. The elephant is in the refrigerator. Remember, you

Short Laughs
What did the elephant say to the naked man? How do you breathe through that thing? ALGEBRA: A weapon of math destruction. A 3-legged dog walks into a saloon in the Old West. He slides up to the bar and says: "I'm looking for the man who shot my paw." Aim for the stars. But first, aim for their bodyguards. Two goldfish are in a tank. One says to the other, "Do you know how to drive this thing?" Why did Tigger stick his head in the toilet? He was looking for Pooh! A chicken sandwich walked into the bar, ordered some food and beer. The bartender says: "Sorry, we don't serve food here". Why do farts smell? For benefit of the deaf. I wonder if you choke a smurf, what color does it turn? Do chickens think rubber humans are funny?

A Short Rant.....let Me Know If You Agree
I want do be able to do what I want and not worry about how its going to hold me back in life. People who have piercings have to be clean, you have to know how to take care of them, and it isnt easy. This is discrimination, its not fair for the work place to not allow a simple piece of jewelry to be worn. I mean what is the difference between a lip and an ear???? It still involves something sharp going through skin to put something beautiful in to acessorize. I just happen to like them in other places than my ears! Its against our rights. Piercings do not harm anyone. It royally pisses me off. I mean a toothless crackwhore with hickeys on her neck from last night's crack fuck can serve me my double cheeseburger or waffle.... but me, the chick with piercings in her face and red in her hair, cant. When I live a clean lifestyle, take care of myself, and work as hard as the next person at a job. Its rediculous.

Short And Funny....[jus Read It!]
I dialed a number and got the following recording: > > > > > > "I am not available right now, but > > Thank you for caring enough to call. > > I am making some changes in my life. > > Please leave a message after the > > Beep. If I do not return your call, > > You are one of the changes." > ~~~~~ > > Aspire to inspire before you expire. > ~~~~~ > > I LOVE THIS NEXT ONE! > > > > > > > My wife and I had words, > But I didn't get to use mine. > ~~~~~ > > > > > > Frustration is trying to find your glasses without your glasses. > ~~~~~ > > > > > > > Blessed are those who can give without remembering > And take without forgetting. > ~~~~~ > > > > > > > The irony of life is that, by the time > > You're old enough to know your way > > Around, you're not going anywhere. > ~~~~~ > > > > > > > God made man before woman so as to give him time to think > Of an

Short Trip
I have an overnighter for my next trip. If you wonder what I am doing I am doing some traveling nurse thing during the summer and will only be going down to Redding CA for an overnight jaunt as a nurse this time. Next week I will be gone for four days and then back for 3 and then away for another four days and back for another 3 and then I will be on vacation in San Jose/San Francisco for a week. A well deserved vacation I might add too.

A Short Piece Of Erotica....
The sun drifted lazily behind the treeline,sinking ever so slowly and invoking a pinkish glow upon the sparse clouds.Smoke from the nearby fire wandering upwoard in the still evening air.There the two sat nearby on a large log,enjoying eachothers company and the much needed escape from the hectic lives they led.Nature's evening chorus played softly in the background as the last rays of the suns light slipped away leaving the two bathed only in the moons soft glow. The fire waned as the evening grew on,bringing on the chill of the suns departure.Getting up to tend the fire ,he stared at her as he fed the flames with some more lumber.Her eyes seemed to burn with an intensity dwarfing the small campfire as their gazes met.He was so taken by her,now more than ever before as he found himself hypnotized by her fair beauty.Slowly walking back to her he straddeled the log so he faced her. Staring into her eyes he reached out and pulled her closer to him.Without brea

Short Poemz
LOVE IS JUST A WORD SO IS FUCK BOY FREINDS GIRL FREIND BABY FATHERS BABY MOTHERS WORDS ACTION MEANING IS IT NOT WORDS START WARS END THEM AND START AGAIN WORDS ARE THE MOST POWERFUL THING WHY PEOPLE WACTH WORDS THAT COME FROM LIPS

Short Personality Test
You may have done this before, but it is fun, just try it.This is a unique personality test. There are only 4 questions. But the results are very interesting. Click on this link: http://memoriter.net/flash/test.html

A Short Lesson To All Of Us
I have met so many people who maybe because they are lonely, have no support or have been put down begin to feel that they are a nobody..that is so wrong! WE all are so special and unique. WE all have gifts and are a joy. We all have something to offer whether it be a smile, a way of listening or just being ourselves with truth, honor and dignity. To live in fear is the biggest stumbling block to believing in ourselves. Hiding our gifts for fear of not being accepted will weigh ourselves down with a burdon that is so bone crushing that many just want to give up. Never give up - ever! Next time this may happen to you...try hard to remember that you are not alone, somebody loves you and cares. The Creator loves and accepts you no matter what and that is so amazing. He has put put people in your path to physically hug,love accept you. I am not a religious person per say. I don't follow a doctrine..nope! I do believe though that there is a higher power whatever the name. To me t

A Short Story About Amanda
I remember the first time I brought Amanda around my friends. She and I had been downtown at the bars drinking and teasing all the boys by kissing and grabbing each other all night. That night I brought her home with me. As soon as we got inside I rushed her to my room…We were hardly inside my room with the door closed when I pulled my clothes off and turned to her. She looked alarmed and drew back. "What if your roommates come home?" she breathed. "They won't," I assured her. I moved forward kissed her passionately. She seemed to melt into my arms as I hugged her against me. My hands slid down her back and over her ass cheeks, squeezing them tightly. She returned my kisses with surprising passion, and soon she was as naked as I, and we fell into my bed. We each tongued each other to a cum, and I grabbed a dilly from my nightstand drawer and started to push it inside her. She looked down at the rubber cock with astonishment in her face, and then hissed and threw her head bac

Short And Funny
I dialed a number and got the following recording: "I am not available right now, but Thank you for caring enough to call. I am making some changes in my life. Please leave a message after the Beep. If I do not return your call, You are one of the changes." ~~~~~ Aspire to inspire before you expire. ~~~~~ I LOVE THIS NEXT ONE! My wife and I had words, But I didn't get to use mine. ~~~~~ Frustration is trying to find your glasses without your glasses. ~~~~~ Blessed are those who can give without remembering And take without forgetting. ~~~~~ The irony of life is that, by the time You're old enough to know your way Around, you're not going anywhere. ~~~~~ God made man before woman so as to give him time to think Of an answer for her first question. ~~~~~ I was always taught to respect my elders, But it keeps getting harder to find one. ~~~~~ Every morning is the dawn of a new error. ~~~~~ The quote of the month

Short Puns
"I considered hormone replacement therapy. But for me, I decided husband replacement therapy worked much better." "What the chat room has brought together, let no man put asunder." "The problem with having 213 channels is that by the time you finish reading what's on at 8 o'clock, it's already 9 o'clock."

A Short Little Saying
Long Distance Love "I may not get to see you as often as I like. I may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night. But deep in my heart I truly know, you're the one that I love, and I can't let you go."

Short Story
It is a long Friday at work and all Monique can think about is going home. She hops into her Mustang, revs the engine and tears out burning rubber while she chuckles. There is just something about getting on that pony. Low growl, 5 speed, and fast. All the way home she thinks about Jeff. She just can't wait to see him. It has been a long day.... She gets home, starts a hot bath, fixes herself a drink and gets undressed. Sitting on the side of the tub while it is filling up she starts her fantasy of thoughts about what she wants to do to her man when he gets home. Will she meet him at the door waiting to rip his clothes off or wait in the room?...she can't decide. Slowly she slips into the tub. It is nice and relaxing for her after such a stressful day at work. Sipping her drink, she drifts off again thinking about the rest of the evening. Her eyes are closed and the adrenaline starts pumping....pulsating through her body. She starts feeling very excited thinking abo

A Short Story I Wrote
What do you think? And in the Beginning, there were the giants, also known as the jotun. Giants ruled over the nine worlds with an iron grip. Humanity suffered under their brutality. This was before the birth of Odin. Odin, the all father, was the first and supreme of the Aesir, the royal gods. The giants also gave birth to the other gods subsequently, ensuring their demise. Together, Odin, Thor and humanity forced the giants into three of the nine worlds. There they shall wait until the crowing of the red cock Fjalar to call forth the giants, the golden cock Gullinkambi to crow to the Gods, and the third cock, rust red, will raise the dead in Hel. Heimdall will sound his horn and call every god and man to battle for the new world.. All will die, all will be lost.. but it is the price for salvation. The Dawning The battle was complete pandemonium. The giants and monsters had an unceasing supply of reinforcements behind them, and a line of war

A Short Bit
Some footage of me at the Fan Expo at the Metro Toronto Convention Centre can be seen at www.yourgeeknews.com I am seen describing my "Death Mask" escape where I am locked into a special metal helmet with model rocket engines on a 60 second countdown pointing at my eyes. Hey, everyone's got to do something for fun, right? It is about 3/4's of the way into the broadcast. Enjoy!

Short And Sweet
I just got a message from a friend of hers wanting to let us know that she doesn't have internet service right now and thats why we haven't seen her on here. I thanked her for letting us know and that to tell her we hope to see her back soon:)

A Short History Of Nearly Everything
A. Carolina parakeets fly up at the sounds of gunfire but return almost at once to check on fallen comrades. They've gone extinct because of humans. B. No part of your body is more than nine years old. Even parts of your liver and brain renew themselves. C. Darwin kept his theory to himself because he knew the storm it would cause. D. Fertilization is to the second, maybe to the nanosecond; if it had happened a nanosecond earlier or later, you would not be you. E. Anything that is true of E. coli must be true of elephants, only more so. Jacques Monod F. We had a massive ice age right before the Cambrian explosion: it ended because of volcanoes. "The idea is that we were saved by volcanoes." G. Because of our hands, our arms, and our ability to throw, we are the only creatures that can harm at a distance. H. "ONE OF THE HARDEST IDEAS FOR HUMANS TO ACCEPT IS THAT WE ARE NOT THE CULMINATION OF ANYTHING." Stephen Jay Gould I. The earth radiates heat, wh

A Short Story That I Wrote (warning-graphic And Disturbing)
Mya's Longing-A Short Story Somebody is going to die tonight. She's sitting in her rocking chair watching the rain pour outside her window. No time to marvel over the beauty of the summer rainfall blanketing the ground on a cool spring evening. The raindrops batting against the window sill could not distract her while glancing at the nearby window. No time to appreciate the beauty of nature as she stares in an almost hypnotic trance. The soft knitted blanket that covered her lap could not bring comfort or peace to her frightened soul. The home that she kept would soon become a war zone where the only escape was death. One look at her crestfallen face could tell the entire story of what she endures on a constant basis. The long and curling brown hair was the only disguise she had for her left eye-a dark purple aberration that literally hides the gorgeous deep blue pool that a man could lose himself in. It was found in her right eye, but the eyebrows and forehead s

Short Moon Chants
Short Moon Chants From Everyday Magic by Dorothy Morrison * Waxing Maiden Moon, hear my plea, Hearken, hearken unto me! As you grow, my spell enhance, And power its magick with Your dance. * Full Abundant Mother, Moon so bright Hear my plea upon this night Your fertile power lend this spell; Make it potent, strong and well. * Waning Aging One of grace, now hear With your guidance, this spell steer. Remove all blocks and hesitation And take it to its destination. * Dark I call on You, Crone so wise, One who rules the darkest skies Come and be my treasured Guest, And aid me on this magickal quest.

Short Poem By Eric
Love in your heart today By Eric Ethan Today is a day full of love, Love is caring Love is a gift that is given to you by someone that is touches your heart. Never let the passion of love die in your heart Love is like fly in the heavens in the blue air with the angels Love is passion Love is grand Love is words of joy Love is makes the heart feel good with butterflies that flutter around. Love is like hugging a teddy bear and feeling the hugs Love never hurts Love bring smile Love brings sunshine that gets through the day The End

Short Of Time
Short of Time SHORT OF TIME Life is short and I'm short of time Lord, please make the pain stop before I loose my mind I can no longer speak I can no longer see I wish I knew just what the hell has taken over me Life can be so cold, and so can people's hearts If the pain doesn't stop I fear I'll be ripped apart Not sure why I was put here I don't know why I came All I know is everyday I go a little more insane Walk around feeling the world's cold stare Negativity is thick You can feel it in the air Cry all that you want Nobody will listen Not even a care Born alone, die alone Or so we prone Open your damn eye's man the world is a terror dome Dropping bombs on people's moms Are actions like this suppose to enhance the world's calm If so can someone please let me know I've must not have gotten the e-mail or memo Living in this world filled with hate I am running out of patience to tolerate Not knowing that if we just take the time to relate

Short Or Long???
I have had a lot goingon lately that I prefer not to talk about. I do have a favor to ask everyone. I am in need of some advice. I can not decide what to do with my hair. Its at that impossible stage where it won't behave and needs to be shorter or longer. SO, I am trying like hell to decide what to do with it and can not. I need some advice. In my pictures you will soon see a photo album entitled short or long. Please go into the album and look at the pictures and leave a comment on the haircut you vote for. Thanks for your time!!

The Short Bus
7 Buses - 151 Riders - Bus Rider Logo In Default Pics If You Want To Rip. Please Repost Bulletins at least once, Not required but it helps get more people on for the PaRtY Come Jump on Jokers Wild's Small Bus where the only requirement is to have a sense of humor. Unlike Trains and planes this IS A 100% Free Ride. NO RATING REQUIRED NO FANNING REQUIRED NO ADDING REQUIRED NO NEED TO BUY ANYTHING FOR THE DRIVERS You Rate, Add, Comment who you want to and IF you want to THIS BUS RIDE IS ABSOLUTELY 100% FREE When The Bus is full we will add a second one and another one until we have a small bus convoy ! LOL Note: I will be updating once a day riders on the small bus send a FUBAR E-Mail message and I will get you added on the next bus out, I can not keep up with Bulliten,Blog and shout box request I will ONLY take those by FUBAR MAIL and get you loaded Remember Just because you rate someone on this bus is no requirement that they rate you back, Th

Short Blog
Seems there are problems getting to peoples contest pages Problems ON Fubar whod have seen THAT comin Also a minor annoyance I notice The pic viewer on top it seems when ever your rolling over a page you see a hot lookin member youd like to check out and the pic viewer changes the next page. GRRRRRRRRRRR bad bad bad bad Sometime ya luck out and they come back around but have also missed on a few Id have liked to have check

Short Prequel
I get home, your in the bedrom waiting for me. Slowly I walk towards you, pulling you tightly into me. I kiss you deeply, slowly pressing my tongue into your mouth, running it over your teeth and pressing your tongue to the roof of your mouth. I gently push you onto the bed, kissing slowly down your neck. Nibbling lightly at your ear as I start to unbutton your shirt, slowly sliding it over your skin and off your body as I kiss down your neck, across your shoulder, across your collarbone and down your chest. I leave a trail of light kisses across your chest stopping to run my tongue around your nipple, sucking it gently into my mouth, flicking my tongue over it as my other hand runs up your body to carress your other breast, rolling the nipple between my thumb and forefinger. As you gasp in pleasure I start to kiss down your stomach, pausing to pull down your skirt, following it down your legs with a trail of kisses. Slowly I kiss my way back up your legs, kissing lightly across your i

Short Cuts To Me
The "About Me" can get overlooked or be a snore to read if it's too long. The SCTM's will be like...the Cliff Notes to getting to know me for those who really care. It can also work for those nosey and/or bored folks out there.

Short N Pointless
another sleepless night stricks again spendin hours on end stareing at a blank cealing, nothen to stimulate the mind trying to leave everything behind wounding why this happens night after night, just trying to get by just tryin to hide slight of hand show a worry free human with a mt of guilt and world of hurt never stops to think takes another breath each one less then the last, for ever traped by his past

Short Primer On Adware/spyware
As technology advances and more people get on the Internet for information, leisure, and business it seems as if keeping your computer free and safe from programs being forcibly downloaded and installed is a daunting task. Not technically fitting into either the virus or spam category we have spyware and adware, which are growing concerns for Internet users. Both spyware and adware can cause your computer to a crawl. At times these programs may invade your privacy, contain malicious code, and at the very least they can be a nuisance when using a computer connected to the Internet. This doesn't mean that all free downloads are bad or that all pop-ups try to surreptitiously install software. It does mean, however, that you have to pay close attention and see what is being downloaded. Adware is a program that installs an additional component that feeds advertising, often by delivering popup ads or by installing a toolbar in your browser. It is considered a legitmate alternative offer

Short Story, Hope You Enjoy
he woke up late, skiped the usual routine went straight for the coffee, usually followed by hours of rigurous preporation for a lengthy day of ignorant customers who by company standards are always right, but by personal opinion is the dumbest person you've ever talked to. He gets into his car, starts the vehicle, puts on his seatbelt, still feeling tired and woosey from waking up in such a hurry, wonders if there's anything he's forgetting, as he pulls out of his drive he remembers he forgot his pen, so he pulls back in and gets out, once he gets back into his house he wakes up, and starts all over again, this time....who knows?????????

Shorty's Place
HI IM SHORTY : IM HERE TO MEET NEW FRIENDS AND SEE HOW THIS FUBAR WORKS ON HERE IM NEW TO THIS SITE , SO PLZ BEAR WITH ME ON THIS IM NOT THRYING GET ANY ONE MAD AT ME P.S CAN YOU ADD ME FRIEND ME AND I WELL DO THE SAME FOR YOU OR FAN ME THANK YOU SHORTY

Short Cuts
The final curtain goes tonight I've loved this wild, bumpy flight Yvette is always in a rush The Lighting Opp? He's on the bus. Mrs. Sorken steals the plant She's everybody's favorite aunt Naomi surely is a wit Deep in the conversation pit Johnna comes off very meek Till John comes out so very chic Amanda's quite the southern belle Ginny sure can make her yell Tom's head is surely in a spin Forgot his paper, yet again. I know how Lawrence gets his kicks But I hate those stupid swizzle sticks Intermission's always fun Did August remember to load the gun? The Announcer wants to cancel the show But Tommy and Grandma, where would they go? Lettie's fine she's got the gun The adulteress and homo? I guess they're done The music now is all the rage A hoe-down's going on backstage The Operator is an ace No desperate look upon his face And Gretchen, lonely in her house With extra food stashed in the couch Sally says she has small hips And Zelda with those hairy pits

Short Story ~monster~
He stood there, seemed like he was 100 feet tall, he stood as tall as the trees around.. He was a monster of sorts.. A creature so unique.. The forest grew quiet as the little girl entered inside.. A fear crept over the other animals as they watched.. The little girl, wondering around off exploring came across the monster.. she stopped dead in her tracks.. her eyes followed the monsters legs up, until her eyes reached the skies.. her eyes got big, and she stared.. The monster looked back down at her.. He growled to her.. She just stood there staring at him.. He stomped.. the ground shook under their feet.. yet she just stood there looking up at him.. This monster has always been feared, he has never been understood.. he has walked the forest for years alone.. The little girl kept looking up at him, just staring more and more.. The monster grunted and knocked over a tree trying to scare the little girl away.. once again the ground rumbled under their feet.

Short And Sweet :)
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Short Time
You can shed tears that he is gone, Or you can smile because he lived. You can close your eyes and pray that he will come back, Or you can open your eyes and see all that he has left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see him, Or you can be full of the loe that you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live for yesterday, Or you can remember him and only that he has gone, Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on. You can cry, close your mind, be empty, and turn your back, Or you can do what he wanted, smile, open your eyes, love and move on

Short Love Story .....
I will seek and find you. I shall take you to bed and have my way with you I will make you ache, shake & sweat until you moan & groan. I will make you beg for mercy, beg for me to stop. I will exhaust you to the point that you will be relieved when I'm finished with you. And, when I am finished, you will be weak for days. . . . . . . . . All my love, The Flu Now, get your mind out of the gutter and go get your flu shot!

Short Lived Love
You're not gone yet, But it's beginning to feel cold. I can sense the distance between our hearts, I can see it in your eyes. I'm not ready yet to let you go. You're next to me while I lie here in your arms. In the moment I'm happy. But inside my heartis sick and I'm breaking down. What will I do when you leave for real? And I can't see you of feel your kiss? Since you're the reason my heart beats.... will I lose my will to live? What if? It hurts to know that I'm feeling this way now. How can I put a heart full of memories into 3 and a half weeks? How do I move on, once we say goodbye? How will I let go, how do you let go of the best thing in your life? I worked so hard, to get to where we are. Why are you leaving me so soon? How will I breathe? If my heart beats and I breathe because of you? Why let go now, when we've barely just begun? What will transpire when you leave overseas..... It's so hard to tell. -ad-

Short Bus Lounge And Sbradio Halloween Bash
Halloween Bash In The Short Bus LoungeOctober 31st All Day Until Midnight Sponsored By SBRadio ( Short Bus Radio ) Official Station Of The Short Bus * Live DJ's * Halloween contest Best Over All( Primary Photo )( Ticker ) * Over All Male - Rolex ( Donated By DJ Lacey ) * Over All Female - Diamond Necklace ( Donated By DJ Lacey ) * Sexiest Male Primary - FUBAR Condom * Sexiest Female - FUBAR Edible Panties * Halloween Contest for Best Halloween Morph ( 3 Day Blast See Details Below ) * Must Be Listning and In Lounge To Win Random Door Prizes handed out every hour During Event. * All Around Fun Fest Click To Go To The Short Bus Lounge SBRadio ( Short Bus Radio ) Contest: Best Haloween Primary Pic, Do Not Need To Enter, Just Be in Lounge. People in the Lounge get to vote on best Halloween Primary Pic and Best Halloween Morph Send Entries for morphs to Short Bus Home Page Link Below, Halloween Primary Pic will be chosen via Yahoo Vote

Short Poems
Staring off into space A slight smile upon my face. I watch people go to and fro. They remind me of long ago.. =+=+= I smile you nod Nothing more a passing glance A brief moment in time shared together Enough to brighten your day and mine =+=+= I think about you Sadness fills me What could have been But not meant to be A friend lost for eternity =+=+= I am screaming but no sound is heard; I am looking but only see an empty void; I am reaching out but find nothing; I am searching; for me... the person I used to be.

Short Stories
Once again, I the Bitch am calling your bluff The beggar, the liar, the theif you be You say one thing, but yet do another You dance, you frolic about saying I Love You to all including me. The beggar, the theif, the liar you be Remember this and remember it well... I am the vision that haunts your thoughts not once, but twice, I alone am the maker of dreams I can make them and I can take them I am the sound you hear in complete silence That pierces your hollow soul, the dark word you long to say and to hold.. My Love, the beggar, the liar, the theif you be I show, I shout the things I see, the things I hear that make me the Bitch I be, your Bitch I'll forever be. One thing to remember and to remember well... I alone will follow you down till the sound of my voice will haunt you, my Love... The beggar, the liar, the theif you be!

(short Story) The Rose Within
A certain man planted a rose and watered it faithfully and before it blossomed, he examined it. He saw the bud that would soon blossom, but noticed thorns upon the stem and he thought, "How can any beautiful flower come from a plant burdened with so many sharp thorns? Saddened by this thought, he neglected to water the rose, and just before it was ready to bloom... it died. So it is with many people. Within every soul there is a rose. The God-like qualities planted in us at birth, grow amid the thorns of our faults. Many of us look at ourselves and see only the thorns, the defects. We despair, thinking that nothing good can possibly come from us. We neglect to water the good within us, and eventually it dies. We never realize our potential. Some people do not see the rose within themselves; someone else must show it to them. One of the greatest gifts a person can possess is to be able to reach past the thorns of another, and find the rose within them. This

A Short Story But Not Want I Had Planed To Plce In This Blog.
I don't have anything small enough to fit in here but if you want to see some of my creative writing, let me know. This story here is one that I have in my stash. The Coffee House dream girl By Donovan Updike Last night I met this lovely woman as i was walking past a coffee house . She was sitting outside at a table when she and I made eye contact. It was incredible and I figured it would be brief when she motioned me to sit with her. Sitting down she and I introduced ourselves. I could not help but look her over. She was dressed in Jeans and a half tank. She had a pretty face and deep brown eyes. Her hair was red brown and went half way down her back. Her figure was very attractive. We sat looking into each others eyes. I swore I could have gotten lost in those baby browns. We started to talk about just about everything and the conversation was easy. She never looked bored with anything I had to say and listened with flattering attention. I did the same as she told me abo

The Shortest Long Week
Remember, your clocks go BACK one hour tonight! I don't want to be responsible for anybody reading this forgetting and then getting to church in the morning and finding it locked because you're an hour early! There . . . my public service announcement for the day. On to other news: Sarah, Jeffrey, and their cousins certainly had a rousing success on Halloween! The only one who didn't go out was the oldest, Patrick, who was at his mom's house handing out candy to trick-or-treaters. Martha and I with the kids made that our second stop after I met them at Dakota Square, where we weren't able to go trick-or-treating after all because the event was from six to seven p.m.; it didn't start AT seven like Martha thought. She was beating herself up for that and both Mary her sister and I said don't worry about it, it's not a big deal. With all the candy and stuff Sarah got, it certainly wasn't a big deal -- Martha had already taken them in costume around the neighborhood to the people w

Shortest Fairy Tale!!!
Once upon a time, a girl asked a guy, "Will you marry me?" > > >The guy said, "No," and the girl lived happily > >ever after and went shopping, drank martinis with friends, > >always had a clean house, never had to cook, had a closet full of > >shoes and handbags, stayed skinny, and was never farted on. > > > >The End

Short Story 1
The car pulled out onto the lonely stretch of I-54. The government had abandoned that slab of road along time ago. Now only desperate people and truckers used that route. There had been seven murders in the last two weeks on that road alone. Marek peered out through the windshield. "This will cut our time in half baby. I promise, we're safe." The Buick Century proceeded down the offramp and onto the road. Not a single soul was around. Marek and Laura had been traveling for days. They secretly hoped to elope in Vegas where Laura's mom couldn't reach them. She being all but 18 and Marek a rebellious 24 year old. The two of them knew it was love, but Laura's mom felt differently. The car proceeded without a hitch for about twenty minutes. The radio was playing a lonesome Hank Williams song and the hum of the tires against the road and lolled both into a comfortable haze. "Just think, a few more hours, and we will be Mr. and Mrs. Marek Tobins. No one can touch us t

A Short Story With Meaning.
One day horse decides to go for a walk. He comes to a riverbank where he stops to survey the situation. A voice from below him calls out "Hello horse... would you be so kind as to give me a ride across this river?". Horse looks for a moment at the river and sees that its current is strong, perhaps too strong for him to make it across. Horse says to scorpion "Well now.. this river is pretty strong as it is scorpion and you will surely sting me anyway, so why would I give you a ride?". Scorpion stops and considers this. "Well I'll tell you what!" scorpion says to horse, "I'll give you my word I shall not sting you if you help me cross this river.". Horse contemplates this deeply for quite a while then decides to give scorpion a ride across the river. The currents were indeed the strongest that horse had ever felt, and as he lumbered across the river scorpion held on for dear life. Horse and scorpion reach the far bank of the river when scorpion lashes out with his stinger and stings hors

A Short Story...
This story has been circulating around for awhile. A great note for all to read. It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking. Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room ' s only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. ? Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. The window

A Short Poem
Wrapped in barbwire. Sowed up in thorns. My cuts are vissible. and im scornd. I feel like shit. and no ones there. im alone like always. and no one cares. I sit alone. And listen to bitching. why do i have to take this when im venting. torments my home. Darkness my slave. No one can save me in my dying day. the world fucked up. And i blame them. Why cant we all just shut up an asend. this place is worse then hell i think. but what the hell is in store for us i will never know. Call me emo i dont give a shit. just take the dagger and take your hit. walk on me like the rest of them do. But in the end you will see the truth. No matter what happnes i will always be there. Spit on me,beat me i dont care. I will never turn away even tho im shattered. My hearts easyly broken but thats another matter. you see im to kind and dont turn away. even if your an ass i will be there to say hey. I can be a friend even to envy. hell Wrath is my friend he sits with me. I k

Short Erotica Story I Wrote...
It had been months of waiting and wanting and she decided to fly to meet him finally. They lived on separate coasts so the opportunity didn’t come until that moment. She showed up at his house nervous but confident that he would be pleased. She changed into a trench coat with little underneath. She went up to his door and rang the bell. He opened the door surprised but so happy. She said, “hello love I have been waiting forever for this moment.” She told him with a seductive smile, “I am your gift unwrap me.” He slowly undid the tie to the trench coat and saw the sexy lacy panties and bra she had on. He couldn’t resist a minute longer and took her into his arms and kissed her deeply. He had been wanting her from the moment he laid his eyes on her and now she was finally his. He laid her before the fire he luckily already had going. She was so soft and smooth. He wanted to kiss and taste every inch of her. Already her tongue had done wonders in his mouth playfully dancing with

Short Drive
you say dont worry is only a short drive but you dont know where my mind is you dont know the way i feel what if my face was as broken as the inside of my heart is what if i forget to take that curve and hit that tree what if i forget to say i love you before i leave what if the person at the door wasnt me what if that person was the police with the preacher from down the road what if i never come back cause i did forget to turn what if im more torn up inside then you know what if i cant see beyond my tears beyond my fears beyond my love for you

Shortbread Cookies
RECIPE INGREDIENTS: 2 cups all-purpose flour 1 cup butter, softened 1/2 cup confectioners' sugar 1 1/2 tsp. vanilla extract 1. Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. In a medium-sized bowl, mix all the ingredients with your fingers until the dough is smooth and holds together. 2. Divide the dough in half. Press each half into an ungreased 8-inch round cake pan (be sure to spread the dough evenly and smooth out the top). Using a fork to make a decorative border around the edges. Use a sharp knife (parents only) to cut the shortbread into eight wedges. 3. Bake for 20 minutes, or until the edges begin to lightly brown. 4. Remove the shortbread from the oven and immediately recut the eight wedges with a sharp knife. Cool in the pan for 30 minutes, then transfer to a wire rack to cool thoroughly. Makes 16 pieces.

The Shores Of Avalon
The Shores Of Avalon Current mood: refreshed Rolling green hills, with pastures of green. That stretch from the hills, and out to the sea. Mist and shadows, cover the Tor. Useen Elves, walk the shores. Of a lipid blue lake, with inky black hues. Lush grasses grow from the water's edge, there where Merlin initiated Nimue. The ancients of , times gone by. Songs from the fairies, and ravens cry. From the shadows she emerges, the Goddess, the Queen. Mystical enchantment, She begins to sing. Goddess of horses, Goddess of the sea. Brings forth to life, all that shall be. She parts the mist, with but a wave of her hand. And steps her foot, upon dry land. Wherever she steps, new life grows. In the Moonlight, her long tresses flow. She calls them to her, the darkened mares. Some are dark bay, others with golden hairs.

5 Short Jokes
1) Paddy the Irishman died in a fire and was burnt pretty badly. So the Morgue needed someone to identify the body. His two best friends, Seamus and Sean (also Irishmen), were sent for. Seamus went in and the mortician pulled back the sheet. Seamus said, "Yup, he's burnt pretty bad. Roll him over". So the mortician rolled him over. Seamus looked and said, "Nope, it ain't Paddy". The mortician thought that was rather strange, but said nothing and asked Sean in to identify the body. Sean took a look at him and said, "Yup, he's burnt real bad, roll him over" The mortician rolled him over and Sean looked down and said, "No, it ain't Paddy". The mortician asked, "How can you tell?" Sean said, "Well, Paddy had two arseholes." "What, he had two arseholes?!!" said the mortician. "Yup, everyone knew he had two arseholes. Every time we went into town, folks would say, "Here comes Paddy with them two Arseholes...." ~2~ Five Englishmen in an Audi Quattro

Shortest Fairy Tale Ever
Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl "Will you marry me?" The girl said ,"NO!" And the guy lived happily ever after and went fishing and hunting and played golf a lot and drank beer and left the toilet seat up and farted whenever he wanted.

Shortly My Friends
Shortly i will be going away, Shortly i will be in a new place, a new adventure a new enviroment. Shortly my friends i will be saying goodbye. Not that i want to. Shortly my life will change. Shortly i wont be here to say hello, to give my love to you my friend. Shortly i wont be here to send you a hug when you have had a bad day. Shortly i will be missing you all. Shortly the tears will fall, and my heart will break. Saying Goodbye hurts me so much. I just hope and pray then when i come back you all will still be here. Shortly my friends I will be saying goodbye. I guess in life we find ourselves to many times saying goodbye to the people we love and care about. I wont forget you my friends. My heart is full of all the love, all the memories that i have built. I will always keep you in my heart. If i dont come back right away, know I will be back someday. Shortly my friends i will be saying goodbye, but never once will i forget you my friends. You will

A Short Tutorial On How To Paste Online Icon
__________________________________________________________________________________________________ Gallery I - Gallery II - Gallery III - Gallery IV - Gallery V - Gallery VI - Gallery VII - NFL I - NFL II Once you have clicked "Edit My Skins" this is the page you will get. Just click "Edit Skin" (in yellow) and add your Icon code to your desired skin.Or all if you like. Note: All links in this short tutorial DO NOT work except the blue and red links. Buttons Also DO NOT work. create a skin! | browse skins! hint: if you activate multiple skins, one will be selected at random each time someone checks out your profile! my skinsidcrcactivenameripscreatorcreate date 4471073691550320YESNOT.V. Static4?POLO?Aug, 31 2007preview skin | edit skin | delete skin4479753174181396YES

Short Poem
Learned my lesson in life, keep people at arms lenght elimates all the strife keeps giving me my strenght. Chain up my heart, no one gets in. Make a new start, time to begin. Back to the old me, the one who felt no pain. I was never free, never felt the strain. Once you truely know, you are all alone. Smile for lifes show, never let out a groan. Show no emotion, never bare your soul. Not some magic potion, Do not need to become whole.

01-17-08 (short)
T h u r s d a y Is here already! I hope this finds you all well - It's been snowing here again! Just one of those dreary winter days and almost over here from the looks of it. (dark out and it's only 6:07pm est) I guess the 'bright' side would be ... "It may be a sucky winter day, but at lease it's a short one!" Ha, geeze - I really havd to pull that outta my bum ... (my hippie, making something 'positive' out of it - ways: that is) On one positive note: ::"note" being "key":: That's -old- classic song ... Anyone remember it getting air time on the radio? HA! I first listened to it on a 8-track! Some of you history buffs - explain that to the youngun's ... will ya? I probably need to ask something about you, Keeping with the bubble theme ... hmmm ... Wouldn't want

Short Dick Men
I made this music player at MyFlashFetish.com. Ok help me understand some thing? I understand the point for most on here is to get some , be naughty. What ever... Its all good. If and when I'm in the mood I can be just as naughty as the next bad girl.I had some lame ass loser who I want't attracted to ask me for my yahoo. My mistake. He was nice so I thought, so I gave it to him. Too be "friendly" So then he said do you like to suck on your fingers and I said only if they taste good. This was the only thing I said at all that was naughty. I'm sick right now. I told him this and he continued to try to get me to talk to him. He asked me didn't I have anything to say. I repeated the I'm sick comment and he proceeded to verbally spit on me. Told me that I lead him on. Hmm Some thing a rapist might say. Now understand this.. I don't care what some short dicked ugly mother fucker thinks about me. I am told I am beautiful frequently enough to not give one rats ass

Short "about Me" Rant
-I'm a girl (obviously) -I'm shorter than the average bear (5'3) -Sarcasm is engrained in my DNA -I (don't really) understand (how)"BITCH" and "HOE" are commonly used in everyday conversation HOWEVER don't assume that's how you speak to people -I also understand the internet is a breeding ground for PERVs and KREEPERs HOWEVER understand not everyone wants to talk to you about various portions of your anatomy and what you are doing with them (quite frankly I will tell you exactly where you can shove yourself) -I'm not "o-kaye" with the term of endearment "BABY"-I don't wear diapers and you weren't my pediatrician -Music should be my boyfriend...if I were straight -Beer is yummy -Cartoons are my

Short Story
1 Sebastian’s Surprise It was a day like any other day that I had come to believe was my destiny. Wake at 6am feed Sebastian the rather nappy black and grey stray that had followed me home one rainy evening from the market deciding he enjoyed the comforts of my two room flat far more than the alleys and doorways he had come from. Shower, dress, then off into the world of Paris that I had over the last six months to call home. As I walked along the cobblestone street of Le Rue Blanc I pondered rather I had chosen Paris or if infect Paris had chosen me, It seemed such a strange set of circumstances that had brought me a small-town girl from the Southwest to the metropolis of Paris. The mecca of fashion and culture were I felt more out of place than a radish in a tulip patch. I was abruptly roused from my ponderings by the sharp sound of a whistle informing me that I was about to walk into oncoming traffic. " Concentrate old girl" I chided myself as I sweetly smiled and blush

A Short Piece Of Shit (poem)
back into reality cancer forms another fatslity this should be one nation step it up for the next generation get bush fuckin out of here dont wait another mothafuckin year alright ive got to go now no time to wait and go bow for the righteous ruler of one needs to be unraveled and undone

Short Bus Window Lickers
RULES AND GUIDELINES FOR THE W.L.A 1. You must make a salute of a goofy pic of you sticking your tongue out holding a sign saying W.L.A. 2. You are never to cause drama or trash talk other short bus window lickers. 3. We are all here to have fun and have some laughs so enjoy yourselves. 4. You must add all the other fellow window lickers when ever you can.

Shortened Experience
Bad thing about stalkers is they are so unpredictable. Yeah you never know when they are going to show up, or just disappear all together. Last night the stalker dream was just a few segments over and over. Me cheering at the competition. Then me chained, gagged, naked to the metal bed with him torturing my little clit with my stun gun. All night the same flashes........DAMN IT I wanted to see him grab me. The struggle. What did he do shock me with my own stun gun until I passed out? Or did he just over power me? There is tons of thing he could have done. I want to know how I became his fuck prisoner. Yeah, I know I obsessing, but I really love being taken. My x use to love shocking me with stun guns until I was almost passed out then letting me recover, so he could do it again. My clit would be sore for weeks. Every step i took was a shocking reminder of what he did to me. As far as me cuffed and stuffed, guys seem to like that as much as I do. More you hurt me better I

The 25 Shortest Books Lrts Smile Today
The 25 Shortest Books 25. "My Plan To Find The Real Killers" by OJ Simpson 24. "To All The Men I've Loved Before" by Ellen DeGeneres 23. "The Book of Virtues" by Dean Rains 22. The Difference between Reality and Dilbert 21. Human Rights Advances in China 20. "Things I Wouldn't Do for Money" by Dennis Rodman 19. Al Gore: The Wild Years 18. Amelia Earhart's Guide to the Pacific Ocean 17. America's Most Popular Lawyers 16. Career Opportunities for Liberal Arts Majors 15. Detroit - A Travel Guide 14. Different Ways to Spell "Bob" 13. Dr. Kevorkian's Collection of Motivational Speeches 12. Easy UNIX 11. Ethiopian Tips on World Dominance 10. Everything Men Know About Women 9. Everything Women Know About Men 8. French Hospitality 7. George Foreman's Big Book of Baby Names 6. "How to Sustain a Musical Career" by Art Garfunkel 5. Mike Tyson's Guide to Dating Etiquette, with an introduction by Marv Albert 4. One Hundred and One

Short Story
On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts. "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me," said one boy. Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence. Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside thecemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, "One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me." He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along. "Come here quick," said the boy, "you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls." The man said, "Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk." When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.

The Short, Tragic Ballad Of Phelonius Phear
The Short, Tragic Ballad of Phelonius Phear (a bit of silly doggerel...nothing more...and I should be punished for it) Phelonius Phear drank a bottle of beer then made love to his trusty ol' steer all the while thinkin', "I'm feelin' kinda queer" But he kept on a-pushin' 'til the end was near Such is the story of Phelonius Phear PHelonius Phear thought the End was near so he butcher'd his fat, trusty ol' steer So just imagine the size of the tear he shed when e'er he was feelin' queer But such was the story of Phelonius Phear

12 Short Things About Me Lol
A 12 Numbered SurveyThe emotion I tend 2 hide d most::fear When I'm happy, I need::nothing When I'm sad, I need::a gentle hug I would jump up & down and shout w/ joy right:now if someone told me that I was their perfect person! The last time I cried was::This morning Moment in my life when my emotions froze:May 19, 2007 People who genuinely make me happy::Nick, Anita, Sher, Ash, Lyle, Sam...all in no particular order Something that makes me happy::My friends and family Someone or something that made me laugh:Nick always makes me laugh Ur Good Luck Charm::my grandmas wedding ring Person You Hate Most::Hate is such a strong emotion, but would have to say Crystal On your desk::my mouse..im on a laptop lol Take this survey | Find more surveysBzoink - The Original Survey Site

Short Fuse
Do you ever have one of those days where everything goes wrong? Well, today is that day for me. Ever since I got up this morning everything has gone wrong. Not enough sleep last night, had to take a cold shower, running behind schedule to get to work, the boss was at work in a bad mood when I got here, and then it just starts to pour rain outside and I realize, my windows are down on my car. I know the day is only going to get better and tomorrow is a brand new day, but thats tomorrow! Either way I'm at work on time with a smile on my face because today is my friday and I have the next two days off after ten o'clock tonight! So for all you that have had or are having one of these days, just remember it will get better, just as mine will.

A Short Survey
Would u have sex with me? answer: What position would u want me 2 do u in? answer: Would u wanna taste me? answer: Would u have sex with me the first night u met me? answer: Give me a naked pic? answer: Would u do me in the shower? answer: Would u hancuff me or tie me up 2 the bed and then do me? answer: What makes u want 2 have sex with me? answer: Would u talk dirty 2 me while we had sex? answer: Would u do me in front of people? answer: Would u do me in the rain? answer: Would u do 69 with me? answer: Would u mind if we did it like porn stars? answer: Would u do me once then leave me the next day? answer: If I gave u my heart would u love it or let it go? answer:

Short Thought
I love you no less Wishing your head was upon my chest Stealing your pain Thinking of the rain Not dwelling on mistakes Maybe thinking of a happy thought Eating peanut butter pancakes More than a thought maybe a want

A Short Poem
For so long I have hidden away my heart But something happens when I hear your voice Feelings and wants come rushing back My heart taking over in this I have no choice So many times have I been given false hope And for once I want to have it be true To throw caution fully to the wind Only wanting to believe souly in you To have the smiles and the laughs No looking back on the moments only to cry To keep you in my heart forever And not having to ask the question why So now I am gunna give it my all Close my eyes and see the world through yours Let my heart and your hand be my guide No more secrets, no more closed doors.

The Short Bus Crew
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Short Story
Coyote was walking along the lake one night. it was a clear and pristine night all the stars shown and the moon glowed with a radiance that blinded him. He sat and thought why he never noticed how beautiful she really was till now and was thunderstruck with what he felt. He knew he had to go to her, being the master shapeshifter he is, he turned him self into a moonbeam and flew up to her. He charmed and wooed her for many months, and she accepted his love. Now he lived there many years and was very happy for once in his life, but being curious is his bane. He thought many times of going back down but always put it off, he was too happy. But as things went by his curiosity grew and grew, he knew things where happening down there and many would be interesting even the mundane where calling to him. The wind on his face, the cold fresh water along his body, the sweet smells of spring, the time of harvest when he would fill his gut till it burst-ed, all wer

Short But Interesting
I found this article....enjoy all you people into love and lust and wondering why do I like this person....lol heres an exerpt that pertains to the online world: Mystery #4: Why is it that you can have great chemistry chatting online or on the phone, but not in person? “They call it love at first sight, not at first email,” points out Dr. Fisher. “Eighty percent of what we take into the human brain is visual. So somebody can be clever and charming online, but if you don’t like what you see, it’s not going to work.” Plus, emails can be crafted and re-crafted into how people want to be, not who they actually are in a spontaneous way. “Face to face, people get nervous and clam up and can’t perform,” says Dr. Fisher. This, however, can bode well for you—maybe all it takes is a second or third date for this person to relax and show his or her true personality. Heres the rest if your interested http://msn.chemistry.com/msnarticles/RomanticChemistry?trackingid=508259&bannerid=

Short Story
As she lays there at night on her tear soaked pillow, with tears streaming down her beautiful face. Her thoughts return to the sheer exstasy she once knew.When she was in his arms her soul shivered.These shivers would cause her body to quiver.The passion they shared was so violent .Yet it always brought her peace of mind.The beauty of their love came to a crashing hault and he was no longer there. Her best friend and lover had left her to never return.In all of the emotions she felt the one that she herself couldn't explain was being intrigued.She lays there at night wondering will he ever be by her side again? Or is it a complete lie? Did he ever love her as he so passionately claimed? Or was this just another one of his games?When he would kiss her it was with such gentleness.Now the love is gone.Does she wait forever to feel that again?How can she love anyone that way without guilt and shame? Keep the passion pent up and hope for her soulmate to come back is how she thinks. Th

Short And Sweet
To start off with I have to thank Hopeless for VIPing me once again! @};-Hopeless Romantic @ fubar Secondly, I need to thank Gary for hosting a giveaway for me to earn another month of VIP GARY~SHADOW LEVELER@ fubar Here is the pic link for the giveaway BROUGHT TO YOU BY: lauria@ fubar

Short One 5 Second::: Letting Go
Tearing inside, Awaiting the end. Losing all hope, Crying again. Twisted and torn, Falling apart. Nothing but pain, Black is the heart. Screaming within, Anguished so. Feeling despair, Slowly letting go.

The Short End Of It All
Where do we find what we are looking for? and then how do we know when we find it? Is it just the one who is looking or is the other looking for us as well. I see the shortness of it all, why do so many people waste so much time playing the stupid games instead of reaching out with an openess and allowing the love to grow and making the connection that will forever change the way of life. Time is short, I can see it, can’t anyone else, or is it that no one else wants? I am and I can be but I have not the completeness of what life has for me. I’ve noticed the the differences of ages verses the differences of experiences. Some of us have had the experiences that gives us the wisdom beyond our years and I wonder if it is a blessing or not? I wait for the other to catch up to find what has been waiting for them all this time. Now the time is shorter and can we have what was meant for the time we have left?????????????

Short Of Time
SHORT OF TIME Life is short and I'm short of time Lord, please make the pain stop before I loose my mind I can no longer speak I can no longer see I wish I knew just what the hell has taken over me Life can be so cold, and so can people's hearts If the pain doesn't stop I fear I'll be ripped apart Not sure why I was put here I don't know why I came All I know is everyday I go a little more insane Walk around feeling the world's cold stare Negativity is thick You can feel it in the air Cry all that you want Nobody will listen Not even a care Born alone, die alone Or so we prone Open your damn eye's man the world is a terror dome Dropping bombs on people's moms Are actions like this suppose to enhance the world's calm If so can someone please let me know I've must not have gotten the e-mail or memo Living in this world filled with hate I am running out of patience to tolerate Not knowing that if we just take the time to relate The next generation

Short Lived Happiness
short lived happines, the story of my life. meet a nice guy, not thinking he's the one, but that he's really great. fun to hang out with and be around. your chemistry is great, you understand all the pressure of this persons job or at least you try to. they need to vent you let them. you understand you can't be together all the time because of this job. you again accept and understand that. you even have no issue when you spend time with your seperate friends. when you hear this persons sweet soft voice you smile. when you see this person smile, you smile. each trying to light up the others day. each satisified with what you have. or at least that's how it seems. it was short lived happiness and now, no i don't know where i stand. i'm stuck in the middle, are we together or not. i don't want to hear from everyone else that just because you don't talk to me it means it's over, i want to hear it from you. i never lied to you and wanted to show you that nice girls really do exsist. you k

Short Astory
Why don't you put these on, Gabby?" she asked. "Okay, But I think they will be a little small?" she questioned. "The legs may be short, but the waist is adjustable." Lori giggled. Gabrelle strapped on the leather garment, and indeed, the legs were quite short, coming to the middle of her long calves. The fringe and metal studs appealed to her, though. Gabby laced up the sides and got ready to mount Lori's yellow Harley. The Sportster started easily, and Lori held the bike steady for Gabby to mount. Gabrelle's long thin legs stepped over the bike's saddle with no trouble. Lori's brother had lowered the bike for her small stature when they bought it. He was the one who got her interested in riding, in the first place, but that's another story. The taller girl settled in behind Lori and felt the "Cachump-thump- cachump" vibrations common to a Harley-Davidson. She had heard big bikes before, but never experienced one like this. Lori cracked the throttle a couple of times,

Short/dining Room
Just the sound of your breath makes me gasp and my legs warm. My heart flutters little memories of childhood fantasies of “Happily Ever After”, and I just lay in wait. My breasts ache. They longed to be touched, caressed, molded, suckled into prime condition, knowing their place in the grand scheme of things. My body heat rises, and my heart starts to pulse even stronger than ever. So hot. So sweaty. So warm and inviting. Your arms. How I wish that I could be in them now. To have them wrapped around me in a tight embrace, only to be flipped around and have my dress hiked up to my hips. My thong ripped off , and shoes kicked to the other side of the room, he presses me up against the wall, grabbing my leg and pulling it up to my chest. I take a deep breath in as his fingers slide into me…teasing me, giving me just that hint of what more to expect. My fingers work their way through his belt, and then moved to undo his breaches. Sliding my fingers down his hips

Short And Sweet
The vision of you lies so gently on my mind. Like soft white snow to the hard frozen ground. So welcomed, unexpected but loving every second. New expressions, new experience... so amazingly inviting. Even now, I still cant get over how incredible it is. Just hug me again, let me feel the rush. Close my eyes, and take in this very second. Your smell, your touch... your everything is wonderful. Please dont change? I would never ask. Even if we dont work out, I never wanna scream and shout. I never wanna lose the person you’ve let me meet. The real you, this beautiful you. So thank you, for everything so far. You’re the brightest of my shining stars. Maybe Im crazy, it could be true. But I just love every damn thing there is about you. Thats reason enough for me to smile for life. It’s you, simply you.

Short But Nice
The mind sleeps as the heart dreams one true heart and soul Tender,warm and sweet giving one everything with one common goal Never holding back and never giving in looking into the eyes of the one you love and seeing everything Someone who sees beyond the good and the bad A person who can make me smile without sayin a thing Gives his love to me unconditionally He holds my soul with his eyes no one will ever know what he means to me my love for a lifetime

Short Joke
Officer, this is how the fight started... I rear-ended the car in front of me. I admit that. It was my fault! So, we both pull over to the side of the road, and slowly the driver of the car I hit gets out of his car. . . and you know how you just-get-sooo-stressed... and life... sometimes life seems like... suddenly funny? Well, the driver of the car I hit is a DWARF! He gets out of his car and I get out of my car. He is frowning and scowling and he storms over to me. Right up close at me he looks up in my face and says, 'I AM NOT HAPPY!' And I don't know what possessed me, officer, but I look down at him and I said, 'Well, if you're not Happy -- which one are you?' ....... and that's when the fight started...

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I wasn't going to blog this, but I figured why not? It's not where I was going with it when I started, but you can't stop creativity, now can you? Two strangers walk through a man made jungle Surrounded by many, yet treading alone He casts silent glances toward her As she gazes at the surroundings they pass He pauses, hand hesitantly brushing the small of her back His touch feels like fire on her skin and she smiles His language hushed as he whispers in her ear The flush across her face grows with each word She turns to look at him, eyes only locking momentarily His dark and deep, hers sparkle of amber Quickly they both turn away Not wanting to speak of growing tensions They slowly move again, toward the tundra of stone and glass Close enough to touch yet neither reaching out One building closed for repair, he glances at her – wondering… Catching her arm, he pulls her close stumbling into the abandoned area Only the sound of people passing by can be heard She lo

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I'm home." Thought Ariana with relief. The sense of comfort and belonging was so strong it nearly hurt. Home is where the heart is, and her heart was firmly rooted in the great rocky cliffs and crashing waves more then 50 feet beneath her. Her eyes glittered with unsuppressed joy, their swirling hazel colors reflecting the deep greenish brown of the water. She closed her eyes for a moment, giving in to the feeling of the soft grass beneath her bare feet and the lake scented wind caressing her face and waltzing with her long golden hair. She breathed in deeply, reveling in what seemed like a personal and intimate welcome. She took it all as an invitation, and a tender embrace. The sound of the waves thundering against the fallen rocks and boulders of the cliff and the actual cliff itself persuaded her back to the reality of 'here' and 'now'. Her eyes opened slowly, taking in the pair of white seagulls that flew out over the tepid water, hovering in the wind as if they were painted

The Shores Of My Dreams
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She breathed in deeply of Patchouli oil leaning back in the tub. Her eyes were closed and her muscles began to relax. Tonight was the night she thought to herself and she wanted it to be perfect. She ran her hand up to her breast caressing it absent mindedly as her mind wandered on what tonight would entail. She pinched her nipple smiling at the delicious sensation it caused. She imagined it was his hands that rubbed over her body. His hands that slipped over her abdomen and lower. Her eyes closed as her fingers found her warmth. Her breathing began to accelerate and her body heat rose. She slipped a finger inside herself stroking in and out in even thrusts. Her hips began to move in time with her fingers which in turn began moving faster. She could see him doing this to her. Her fantasy so intense it bordered on reality. She located her g-spot and began pressing and releasing. Her lips parted as she drew i

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Two Hours Later… “You look beautiful” he said is eyes burning a trail over her body. They slowly made their way back to hers and they twinkled suggestively. She smiled her body warming in his gaze. “Thank you, you don’t look to shabby yourself” his smile grew and he offered her his arm. “shall we?” She nodded and accepted his arm. They entered the restaurant and she glanced around. It wasn’t overly fancy but nice nonetheless. They were led to one of the more private booths in the back where they sat across from one another. Her gaze was captivated by his and the looks he was sending her. All made of heat, there was no other way to describe them. Desire burned brightly in his eyes and she knew that he was thinking about later. She couldn’t blame him, it was the only thing on her mind as well. She smiled politely at the waited when he arrived to take their orders. They both ordered and the waiter nodded and hu

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I unzip your pants, and slide my hand within and then as I carress you, I listen to you moan under your breath. Your dick gets hard under my grasp... I feel your breath against my neck, and I am getting so wet. Jennifer yup: My clit aches... I am throbbing and hot, and pulsating...and wanting my lover now. Jennifer yup: It just isnt time yet Jennifer yup: So I wait, and while I wait I need to occupy my time Jennifer yup: so I pull at your belt, and let your jeans fall off. Jennifer yup: and then I slowly climb down your body, until I reach your hot mound. Jennifer yup: I take you into my mouth, and kiss you long and deep. I suck on you until you squirm and writhe beneath me, begging and asking for for release. Jennifer yup: I take off my clothes and then get on all fours so that you can ride me. You slide in from behind

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and the blood's presence was felt....not so prevalent this time around, just a mere whisper on the ground, a step actually....up the downstair case one could say... is this a good thing? or is it the calm? what was the most horrific was on my return from my shift....following another vehicle with the rush of traffic and all...suddenly said vehicle made a swerve motion and, as i sought to see why from underneath and behind him appeared a body... too late for me to dodge it as i felt this sickening sensation as wheel responded to small, slight obstacle...one already gone from this life and world. today i slept for 20 minutes-other than those days where i sleep nary a moment this could definitely qualify as a record for me... shit happens i suppose. i feel sick over this driving over another individual's lifeless body, and being unable to go back to try to remove it from further degradation.... life's lines snake around and wrap themselves about...never quite sure where they will

Short Sweet Love Poem
Short Sweet Love Poem by LateNiteFantasy© Short Sweet Love Poem I want to taste that cotton candy desire from your skin Drizzle honey down your spine so that my tongue can play along that sweetened trail I long to inhale the spices from your pores Kiss the cherries from your lips And drink the nectar from you until we're both too sated to move.

Short Story
I woke up thinking everything that happened last night was a dream but it wasn’t. I saw the proof on the floor, all those spent rubbers. Damn, there were a lot of them. One, two, three… I’m picking them up from my messy room. Well it wasn’t messy before we got here but now it’s a wreck; a wreck full of memories. I have to call Crazy. Where’s my cell phone. I just know this girl didn’t steal my … oh there it is. I hate when Crazy just lets her phone ring, I know she’s looking at it teasing me. “Hee-e-e-e—lll-l-ll-oooo, X, call me back I’m having sex.” “Why do you always pick up the phone when you’re having sex?” “Because I like everyone calling to know that I’m having sex.” “Hello, Hello?” She already hung up. I called back; knowing she would pick up again. “You like listening to me having sex, don’t you?” “As soon as you’re done I need to see you.” Again she hangs up without saying a word. We both always do that, so often that I do it to other friends and they get

Short One
You came home from work, it had been a long tedious night on the third shift. Driving home, although exhausted, the birds were singing and the summer warmth was just beginning to radiate. You couldn't help but smile a wide grin... The house was very quiet when you entered, which wasn't unusual, often your wife was sleeping when you entered and you would silently slip into the bed next to her and drift off. But this time things seemed different in the house... The lights were left on in the kitchen and sitting on the dining room table was an empty bottle of tequila. You lightly stepped down the hallway toward the bedroom door and as you approached the cracked door you heard the joints of the bed creaking. You paused right outside the door, and took a deep breath, fear and dread as well as excitement swelled in your chest. You put your palm against the door and pushed it a crack and put your eye near the crack. There in the slanted morning light beaming through the blinds you saw a nake

A Short Life
A once thought cherished life seemed full with hope and promise now hits a ditch and never recovers. I fall fast lose breath and all sense of thought. Tears replace smiles, years to days. my heart being crushed under just a few words. It seems all around me days way before they should and now i will join that company at 28 years 9 months and 3 days.I don't complain about the pain not complaining about death but have have learned to accept. I worry bout those around me and how i will miss them so. But i will not make my last 2 weeks a burden to them as they have only given me happiness. I thank you all for what you done you know who you are. And say goodbye so the pain can start now and end sooner. I miss you all deeply and know i care but i have to go and ask you all to take care.

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She set there on the park bench hoping to catch a glimpse of him. As she set there the chilling wind cut through her like a knife. It was all she could do to keep from shivering in the cold damp air. As she set there her mind began to play back the last encounter they had together. She shuttered at the thought of never having another encounter with him again. Her strong man, her fearless cop. She began at the beginning of the evening when he called and said he would be by to see her after his shift at the station. She worried though. What if she drove by, the wife I mean. How would she explain him being there. She heard a knock at the door and the thought quickly dismissed from her mind. She knew it was her man. As she walked to the door she began to feel a tingle that hadn't been there in a long time. She knew what was instore for her. She opened the door and there he stood still in his uniform. He came in and set his assault rifle down at the door. He closed the

The Shortest Swim May Be The Most Complicated
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Necros Fidelis: Fidel Necros By Raymond Pelletier Just moments into restricted airspace and not too far off from Vatican City. They had already recieved radio warningsto correct their paths, warnings which were ignored. Now both Jumbo-jets facing a confrontation by a squadron of five fighter jets with orders to deter these two passenger planes, by force if necessary. To take them down if they don't comply. These fighters are in for the surprise of their life. The pilot of Jude's jet glances back to Boo and Jude. " Excuse me ladies, but there are a couple of unfriendlies coming right at us. Any ideas?" Jude grins at Boo as she begins to type in a command in the console infront of her. " I knew this would come in handy someday." A couple panels slide open on the console infront of the pilot and co-pilot seats. An AMRAM pad pops up and secondary joystick slide into place. Jude jumps on the intercom and calls Clif, Moln, Sash and Sol to join her in the cockpit. Clif replies fro

Short Story Pt 34
Necros Fidelis: Warnings By Raymond Pelletier Boo and her crew flying high and just minutes away from the Vatican City No-fly Zone. There is only one issue now. The pilot in the other jet is on the verge of changing direction to avoid the restricted zone. Boo has to act fast and prevent this. She can formulate a plan to correct this problem. It's just a matter of implimenting this plan. It's Jude that comes up with her own plan to assist Boo in her plan. Getting out of her seat and making her way over to Wayne. " Wayne, I need to talk to you and we don't have much time." Jude says bluntly to him. He looks up at her. " What about?" " To what extent do your nano-bots work?" " What do you mean, extent?" Wayne asks, not fully understanding. Jude sighs, thinking of a way to reword. " Can your nano-tech alter metal and machines?" Wayne thinks about it for a moment, then he nods hesistantly. " The tech is organic in structure, but it is feasable. Why?" " Well we are going to ne

Short Story Pt 33
Necros Fidelis: Mile High By Raymond Pelletier Thousands have fled the holy city, deaths number just over a million. MAny people didn't stand a chance. It was a massacre on the grandest scale. Involvement from a very diverse group, from common man, a unique cyborg, a succubus, animals indiginous to the area, zombies, a powerful necromancer and a Goddess. No one group has ever faced such attrocities, aside the Jewish populace during the holocaust perpetrated by Nazi Germany. Now this brutality, not centered on a single race with ideals of superiority, or inferiority. This culling is centered on a just diverse group as these hunters. Though an extremely diverse group, this group has one commonality. Belief in a god, or gods that don't exist. This massacre not sensless as the holocaust, but to prove a point and to get that very point across. Words by themself would not have worked, as these very people are so strongly convinced of their trully blind faith, nothing but a very po

Short Story Pt 32
Necros Fidelis: Death March By Raymond Pelletier Once Eclipse has flown off and the three Gods had vanished from wence they came. Boo once again disappointed that she has missed the opporitunity to speak with them, as well as her desired wish to confront the Blind Mad King, yet she knows that the time will come when the confrontation will come. As it is, Boo has to regather her people and prepare for the march on the city. The suspended anmation that Clif, Moln, Sash and Sol had been placed in has begun to fade and slowly movement returns to them. Wayne still laying on the ground. The nano-bots already going to work repairing the damages done by Eclipse. Now Necromancer is a different story, Boo thinks he is dead, as she can not sense any life coming from him. Though she is shocked to see a figure coming from the direction that Eclipse had knocked Necromancer. As the figure draws close enough, Boo can see why she couldn't sense any life signs from him. She had seen the tran

Short Story Pt 31
Necros Fidelis: Conflict By Raymond Pelletier They stand on the outskirts of Jerusalem. A city thousands of years old and steeped in religious mythology. The mere sight of the place disgusts Boo. As knowledgable as she is, she still can't fathom how modern people could be so gullible as to believe in such nonsense. How could they be so fooled by books written so long ago, not written factually, but fictionally. Based on true people and location, yet events that never really happened or were embelished. Boo looking around at the vast city, in the background, she can see the main temple. It's raw and ancient beauty is astounding. The great majority of the housing here is made from Mud and clay, much like the Adobe homes of the Mexican desert. People bustling around the streets , she knows a great many of them are going to die. Looking back at the members of her party, noticing that Max is walking away, heading back toward the seaport town. She jogs upto him, leaving the ot

Short Story Pt 30
Necros Fidelis: Unholy Land By Raymond Pelletier After spending nearly a week at sea. Boo and her crew has about massacred all life aboard the S.S. Ark. Within the first couple of days, a great majority of the passengers have been slain. Through the remainder of the voyage, they have patroled the corridors and explored every cabin and chamber. Searching for any survivors of the dining hall massacre, as well as any persons who had not attended the dinner. The cruise ship has sailed across the Atlantic ocean and through the Mediterranean sea, pulling into an Israeli port not far from Jerusalem. Boo and the others gathering on deck, last one to arrive up top is Necromancer. There is no sign of Shadow King. He had disappeared almost two days ago. Necromancer glares at the city before them, then he looks to Boo. " We should go ashore very soon, the ship will be departing in a couple of minutes." " How is it departing? The crew is dead!" She replies. " This I know, this is

Short Story Pt 29
Necros Fidelis: Dead Sea By Raymond Pelletier Everyone has gathered up on the bridge. The scene is pretty gruesome, corpses strewn all over the place, limbs had been torn from the sockets. Walls and machines drenched in blood. The look in the eyes of some of the decapitated victims frozen in time, an expression of pure terror stuck there for all eternity. They all look around and can only imagine the carnage that had taken place here. Boo pacing back and forth as they each tell her about where they each had struck. The only ones who hadn't killed yet were, Clif, Moln, Sash and Sol. They had played it smart, they had mingled with the crowds of people. Getting to know them and gaining their trust. It wasn't all too hard, just play acted. These people weren't all too different from anyone else, it was just that every other word out of their mouth was God this and God that, overall they hadn't even a clue tot he reality of it, or lack there of it. These four men acting th

Short Story Pt 28
Necros Fidelis: Rocking the Boat By Raymond Pelletier So far Shadow King has started the slaughter. So far the absence of the coks has gone unnoticed. Mainly in part because a huge buffet was prepared and set up for the passengers in advance. If the cooks disappearance had gone noticed, it would have sparked an investigation and in worse case, mass hysteria. The others have yet to join in on the fun. They are waiting and planning. Putting into consideration each of their talents and where their gifts would be most suited for the purpose. Shar had found herself infront of the ship's security office. Dressed in an elegant shimmering blue gown, brushing her hair out of her eyes and knocks on the door. The door opens, standing there is a plump man , close to six feet tall, short curly brown hair. His shirt wrinkled, but tucked in neatly. " Can I help you miss? There a problem?" She shakes her head. " No, no problem. I was just passing by and figured you could probaly use some c

Short Story Pt 27
Necros Fidelis: Smooth Sailing By Raymond Pelletier For the past couple of weeks, the massacre at the Jesus Camp " Camp Apostle". It has been plastered al over the news, from local stations, to Global news. They are calling it the greatest tragedy since the Holocaust and the Nazi Concentration camps. Boo couldn't help but feel proud, she has made history. The media was also smart enough to tie , Darkstone Cathedral and the Darkstone Mosque massacres to the slaughter at Camp Apostle. Most of it is speculative at most, but they are on the right track. They are even comparing these slaughters to the Crusades of Medieval times. Boo has gathered a select few of her followers to the warehouse. Her first choices were obvious. She has called upon Clif, Moln, Sash, and Sol. Though she has also called back Wayne and a couple others. She only waits for the others to show up, a little impatient. So she proceeds to tell her fiends about her next plan of action. Looking at her friends

Short Story Pt 26
Necros Fidelis: Onto Camp pt 2 By Raymond Pelletier The massive caravan of people had arrived at the gates of the Jesus camp just in time, Boo had heard enough of the murders of her closest and dearest friends. The gruesome slaughtering of the very men asked to pay service to her when she needed them, all in the name of some proclaimed Devouring Elder God. The sun is setting as the last car pulls off to the side of the road. After everyone has exited their respective vehicles and gathered at the Gate entrance. Boo standing under a giant sign, which stands just above the gate, which reads " Camp Apostle ". Clif, Moln, Sash and Sol standing on either side of her as she glances over the crowd. " Wayne, I need you here with me, please come forward!" she calls out. In the large sea of people, they seperate and part so that he may pass by unhindered. Standing before her, he gives her a half bow. Smiling at him, she says. " I thought yo uwere going to make a new body? You look no diff

Short Story Pt 25
Necros Fidelis: Onto Camp pt1 By Raymond Pelletier The weekend has finally come, it's now Saturday, just shortly after noontime. The warehouse on the pier full of life as crowds of people gather inside. The rumble of motorcycles and roar of engines fill the air as more and more people show up. The sound drowning out the shouts and hollering of the followers already inside. All of them anxious in the anticipation of the hunt. The noise so loud , all the seagulls have to congregate at the end of the docks, away from the quickly growing crowd of people. Inside Jeremy's warehouse, Boo standing atop the spiral stairs, looking over the large crowd below. The crowd had grown from being just her bikers that had arrived at that small church during her re-reemergence, to a vast variety of different people. All had come together after feeling Boo's presence. From rich business people, all the way down to the Middle-Class and homeless. All descendants of the four men who had accompanied Boo on

Short Story Pt 24
Necros Fidelis: Jackpot By Raymond Pelletier Pham leaving the warehouse, reassuming the form of the grayish black tabby and strides off toward the heart of Darkstone City. The cargo ship that Jeremy had been waiting for had finally arrived. The forklifts that were once sitting idle in the back corner of the warehouse, now humming about the docks, filling the warehouse space slowly with freight. Some of the stuff having been shipped from Japan and some from Australia. Though it's the stuff from Japan that interests Jeremy the most. Boo had been disturbed by all the noise being made down below. Looking out into the warehouse from the end of the hallway. One of the Dock employees was standing just under the Spiral stairs, talking with one of the crew members from the Cargo Ship. He was telling the sailor how proud he was that his child was excited to go to Jesus Camp this coming weekend. The Camp always opened on the first weekend o

Short Story Pt 23
Necros Fidelis: Home by the Sea By Raymond Pelletier Dawn slowly approaches the horizon of Darkstone City. Shar had gone on without Boo and back to the hunt for prey. A more refined hunt criteria, her prey not as abundant, yet still many in numbers. Pham still in pursuit of Boo, observing this odd woman, trying to figure out what to make of her. Always staying just out of sight, in the shape of various animals as not to arouse suspicion. Boo just arriving at a warehouse on the waterfront, this place owned by one of the Followers within the Biker Gang. All of them had gone off earlier that night, they had gone to help one of their own, who had called shortly before Boo had left for her walk. Only Jeremy, owner of the pier side warehouse had remained behind. He was expecting later that morning coming in from overseas. Seagulls flying in the salty sea breeze, as well as large flocks feeding on spilled fish guts along

Short Story Pt 22
Necros Fidelis: Shape Up By Raymond Pelletier Boo and Shar in the dark cover of the forest. A scene most men could only dream about, two very attractive women in the woods, in the dead of night. The tension in the air is thick, wrapped in their own instance, they fail to noticed they are being stalked from above. Perched high up in a tree nearby, listening to their every word is a Short Asian looking woman. Her hair is short and dark, slim yet attractive features on an Olive tanned skin. Though the two women are unaware of being watched, Shadow is not oblivious to it and vanishes unseen and unnoticed from their side. It isn't until the watcher hears Shadow climbing the tree and realizes that she has been found out. Shadow is almost upon her, when she sees what is scaling the tree. Panic floods her mind, giving in to her fight or flight instinct, she leaps from the branch that she is perched on. In mid-fall, her small huma

Short Story Pt 21
Necros Fidelis: Seduction By Raymond Pelletier Deep within the slums of Darkstone City, inside a small apartment building that appears old and crumbling with lack of maintenance and ill repair. Bricks and mortar chipped and broken away from the outside of the place. Sounds of passion filter through the thin walls. All the neighbors have grown accustomed to all the various sounds and noises that come from all the other tenements in the building. All of the residents have grown even more used to the noises that come from apartment 469. Though there aren't that many apartments in the building, number assignment has been in the hands of the residents since the building had gone downhill, making it a nightmare for the postal service. Just inside Apartment 469, sounds of erotic indulgences reverberate through thin walls. The small place decorated in Asian arts and furniture. Decorative vases, tapestries and paintings s

Short Story Pt 20
Necros Fidelis: Into Darkness By Raymond Pelletier Boo had just made her escape up the brick wall of an apartment building. The Officers still in shock from what they had just witnessed. Even with all the super humans present in Darkstone City, they still can't get used to this sort of thing. Both of them turn to center their attention on the victim inside the truck. There is yet another surprise in-store for them. Max's body has vanished from the vehicle, leaving only a pool of blood and smears across the back window. Sitting on the front bumper of the cruiser, both of the Policemen sipping on the coffee they had picked up before this call. The dark green Chevy pick-up truck in front of them, as they await the Crime scene unit. The street light just above them flickers on and off. They look up at the light and shrug. " How long until CSU, shows?" asks the driver. " I don't know, ten minutes tops." replies his

Short Story Pt 19
Necros Fidelis: Solitary By Raymond Pelletier News crews and Police vehicles surrounding the local Islamic Mosque on the outer edge of Darkstone city. Blood covering the ground around the entrance to the Holy Place. The Horrific sight of what is inside is much worse than any nightmare can produce. even the most seasoned and experienced Policeman or Medic are sent into a strong state of nausea. Most of the remains inside can not even be recognized as human. Flesh had been torn from bone, bone had been crushed, most of which is now ground to a powder. That same night, boo is out on a midnight stroll, her black gown shimmers and sparkles in the light of the full moon. Her soft delicate features almost seem to glow in the night. Cars pass her by along the city street, some would actually slowdown to get a better look at her. Out of all the vehicles that slowed down, only one had stopped. It is a man appearing to be in his late twe

Short Story Pt 17
The Following: Revelations By Raymond Pelletier The trek through the cave had been a new learning experience, they had found that they had been gone for countless years. Many Generations have passed since they saw their world. Boo had moved from living, to being a legend of childrens tales. They now know also now know that they shall have a tough task ahead of them. Among these four brave souls is a young man, a descendant of Boo's family. They figure that this fact may help them, even if it is just a little help. Now that they are outside of the cave, back in their world, their very home that they left behind. Amazed by how thick the forest down below had become. Even the path they once walked had grown over. The mountain itself covered even more so in snow than they remembered. " Oh dear! Where do we go from here? What path is there for us to follow?" Clif asks as he glances around at the no longer famil

Short List Of Products Made From Oil.
This is just a short list it doesn't even begin to list every product made from oil.For all of the narrow minds who think that if we would all drive hybrids we could rid our lives of the evil black stuff. Educate yourselves. The world revolves around oil and will continue to do so for generations to come! Clothing Ink Heart Valves Crayons Parachutes Telephones Enamel Transparent tape Antiseptics Vacuum bottles Deodorant Pantyhose Rubbing Alcohol Carpets Epoxy paint Oil filters Upholstery Hearing Aids Car sound insulation Cassettes Motorcycle helmets Pillows Shower doors Shoes Refrigerator linings Electrical tape Safety glass Awnings Salad bowl Rubber cement Nylon rope Ice buckets Fertilizers Hair coloring Toilet seats Denture adhesive Loudspeakers Movie film Fishing boots Candles Water pipes Car enamel Shower curtains Credit cards Aspirin Golf balls Detergents Sunglasses Glue Fishing rods Linoleum Plastic wood Soft contact lenses T

Short Story
Knight in blemished armor A lonely freeway and she drives alone. Her brand new suv eating the miles as she heads to her new home. Sheâ€™s tired but presses on trying to reach her mountain home. She notices the fatal red and blues flashing at her in the rear view mirror and pulls over, shut off her engine and places her hands on the steering wheel. The officer steps out of his car and approaches. Gabby is part asian part black 5â€™6 125 pounds with long jet black hair. Her green eyes could make emeralds jealous. She waits patiently half dozing while the officer approaches. She notices he has his hand on his weapon but in the darkness cant really see his intent. The officer reaches the window and gabby relaxes a bit as she sees his tall black frame. Thinking a black officer would probably let her off with a warning. She has always flirted her way out of tickets before and since this one is cute he may be her first date in her new town. â€œ Do you reali

Short Story 2
My eyes open and you are layin next tome neked. you are sleep and you are on your side my arm is under your head and your back is to me.i slide my free hand over your breast and your nipple is hard. you are dreaming and having a wet dream you are crooning in your sleep lightly moaning and your hips are grinding the air ever so slightly. i struggle not to move and wake you and just listen to you and watch as you get more deeply into your dream. you roll over just a bit away from me giving me the chance to move my arm fom under you without waking you.your legs part a lil bit more as you kick the covers off. i can see all of you now and your ass looks so inviting as it moves in and out slowly like you are being fucked in your dream with nice long slow strokes. your hands absently go between your legs. not fingering just resting there. i gently play with your nipple just barely touching it and your body reacts. i must be doing the things you are dreaming about. you roll over onto your back

Short Story 3
imagine if you will.... you get off work and come home to find me laying on the bed naked. soft music is playing in the bedroom as you walk to the bathroom to get in the tub. the water is already ran and i walk into the bathroom and hold you close from behind. you feel my dick throb on your back as i unbutton your top you lean your head back on my shoulder as i cup your breasts in my hands and lick and nibble your neck. you reach your hand back between us and run your finger over my dick as i suck harder on your neck and begin to raise your shirt over your head.you raise your arms and i pull your shirt off and begin to remove your bra you moan lightly as i slide your bra off and squeeze your nipples teasingly. i move around you and sit on the closed toilet and begin to undo your pants as you stand in front of me. you play with your breasts caressing them as i lick your belly and undo your pants and slide them over your hips. my head dips lower and you feel my tongue slip between you

Short Story 4
We are excited because we are in florida going on a cruise. we have been planning it for a while and finally we have decided we are going to the islands on a 7 day cruise. we drove to florida and now we are boarding the ship. you are wearing a tight blue skirt that comes just below your knees and a pwder blue top that shows just a lil cleavage. your hair is flowing at your shoulders and you have mid heel sandals on. i am wearing jean shorts and a white pull over sihirt and basket ball shoes. we walk to the plank and board the ship the bar is open and we go there first instead of waiting in the long line to check into our room. you get a glass of wine and i get a vodka and 7-up. you sit at the bar on my right and face me on the bar stool with your legs slightly open looking at me with open excitment. i am excited you can tell cuz my eyes are wandering around the ship and looking at all the things around. you lean over and kiss me after you sip yor wine and say ' hey you still here with

Short Story
As the moon hovered above us two " Baby i didn't mean to say those words to you. i never in my life meant to hurt you and you know that! i know you know that!" Says the man to the beautiful crying girl in the rain. " Why is it always this way? Why do we always have to fight? " the women says as the she runs off in the moonlit sky. As the rain drops fall from the sky, they crash a pone her cheeks as if to become a mask for her everlasting tears. Lightening raged about the sky as the cloud swim across the night sky to cover the beautiful moon. The man is left with blurred vision while he extends his arms as to try to capture the last image of his beautiful lover in his hands. " Why? Why me? Why must i always mess things up? I try so hard to contain my emotions but they always seem to get the best of me. It's not as though i meant to say those words to her! Why? Why am i always fucking up the best things in my life!" the man raged on screaming as if he wanted to cancel out the

Short Lived Happiness
One moment you can be completely happy then all of a sudden its all taken away, I get that lifes not fair, but Fuck give me a break dammit >_< Why does the one that doesnt work hard get everything!!!! Why does someone always screw me over. So many times i've been at my happiest and like always someone or something takes it all away :'( its hard to stay positive about life when there is nothing but sadness and dissapointment. Theres nothing I can do just to even stay a little happy. Nothing can make me trully happy, theres always something out to get me....sigh I just want the shits to leave me alone and let me be.

Short Poem Called Dreaming
Everynight I close my eyes... uncertain of what the night has in store. Evertnight i close my eyes... hopinthat you will come and vist me. Everynight i pray to stay a sleep a little longer... Everymorning I felt cheated I hate the wayyou came and leftso quickly. Everynight i wonder if i will ever hear your voice again. Everynight i hear you callin my name but i can't see your face. Everynight i wish that i could hug you Everymorning i wake up holdin my pillow. Everynight i wonder if you will call to say good night. Everynight i realize that there is no one on the end of the line. Everynight i fantasize that i am your everything. Everymorningi realize that it was all a dream. everymorning i wake up feeling more lonely than the day before.

Short And Not Very Sweet..
I will try to make this as concise as possible.. Quick question: WHO DO I HAVE TO BLOW, TO GET A DECENT NIGHTS SLEEP???????????? If anybody knows.. Could you please share that information with me, so I can get it over with already. The nightmares, the waking up screaming.. CHRIST!

A Short Message
I just want to say a great big thank you to all of you that have continued to leave luv whether it be messages, gifts, comments or making me pictures I do appreciate it all......you are my true friends! I'm sure one day I will be back on Fu a little more often than I am at the moment, many a time I have tht about deleting my profile but i'm not going to do it, i know i will live to regret it if i do! Hugs Lisa x x x x

A Short Political Rant
Now remember this is my political rant!! It never ceases to amaze me how uninformed and misinformed the American public really is?? It also never ceases to amaze me that Americans do not follow political careers. First; in Dubya(Bush), we have the worst President ever, his record speaks for itself cause he sure never says anything. The same with the current two canidates; they know their is a problem yet neither one of them in the many thousands of times asked by the public and media alike has an answer?? We have high gas prices; has either one of them given an answer to what their plan is to fix the problem?? NO!!! Now it makes no difference who is elected because iffn we the common person as usual are just going to take it up the arse some more. My people and my ancestors are just shaking their heads and saying under their breath............now you have a small idea of how Indians have felt for over four hundred years.... I may remind you; that the US Government is the

Short Horror Story
The By Two-Thirds Destiny Prologue “We must eliminate two-thirds of the world population before we are forced into infanticide-al cannibalism, or worse. The nearness' and enormity of this state of wretchedness, demand that we be at the leading front of efforts to reduce ourselves to no more then, a total of no more then five billion of the strongest, smartest, and most adaptable individuals world wide. Purging out the race of any undesirability, the era of Eugenic doctorial dominance is now...” Bob Turner orated to a crowed of would be voters. From his place at the center of the twiddle-minded crowed of hopeful democratic-socialist party members, he spouted out the parties newest rhetoric. None of which anyone but he understood, but their lack of understanding didn’t mean anything to them as they praised his ill formed logic with an enthusiasm only the myopic minded could possibly stomach. The lie being different at each level as necessity permeates each rank and file

Shores Of Avalon
I fear the Augean light is sweeping through Camelot How bittersweet my triumphs seem, now Autumnal leaves succumb to frost Morganna art thou near me? Languid I wend my path to grave Cast my sword to the sulphyd grasp Of the naiad neath the silvered lake When waters stirred lay silent Mistress let the mists descend Thy tears cannot thaw Death's cold heart His sombre gaze defies legend More so than thine, else thy dew-lidded eyes Art for the Banshees song Or our souls entwined like vein upon The haunted shores of Avalon

Shortcut Baked Beans
Shortcut Baked Beans 1 16-ounce can pork and beans in tomato sauce 1 15-ounce can red kidney beans, drained 1/4 cup catchup 2 tablespoons brown sugar 1 tablespoon cooked bacon pieces 2 teaspoons dried minced onions 2 teaspoons prepared mustard In a medium saucepan combine pork and beans, brown sugar, bacon pieces, minced onion, kidney beans, catchup, and mustard. Cook over low heat about 15 minutes or to desired consistency, stirring often. Oven directions---------------------------------------------------------- Combine all ingredients in a 1 1/2 quart casserole. Bake, uncovered, in a 350 degree ovenabout 45 minutes or to desired consistency.

Short Story I Wrote
OK, so I wrote this actually as a descriptive essay for a class a few years ago. But.... it's one of my favorite things I've ever written and I wanted to share it here and maybe get some feedback from people before I start to de-construct it and build again, bigger and better.... Thanks for reading. She sat huddled under a large maple tree that was covered with flame red leaves. Filthy brown hair, matted together by something dark, hid most of her face. Only one dry, hazel eye focused on the house in front of her. Her face revealed that lost look that animals get when held too long in captivity. She was a beast set free from her cage and longing to return to it, but she couldn't. Inside of that house, that for a few months had been her sanctuary, lay her own personal hell. It was desecrated now, and no exorcism could ever restore it to what it once had been. She shook her hair away from her face, and took a deep breath. The air was filled with the earthy, musky scent of autu

Short Note
I'm A Single Father, Not Looking For Anything, Really. Don't Have Much Of A Life Anymore, Just Work & The Baby (Who Just Turned 3 Months.) His Mother Is Mostly Out Of The Picture, As She Keeps Blowing Off Her Visits With Him, & Spends The Rest Of Her Time Hounding Me Into Giving Her An Off-Schedule Visit. Usually When The Weather's Bad. He's Already Gotten A Cold Once, From My Taking Him To Her Like That. I'm Not Chancing It Again. I'm Just Wanting To Meet New People & Talk To Those Out There Willing To Be Friendly. Don't Get Out Much Anymore Because My Little Issac Comes First.

A Short Story
Once upon a time a child was concieved. At the moment of conception the child opened the eyes of its soul and looked upon the father and mother. The father said unto the child, "You are my creation. As such, you will enter my world and follow my rules. You are to sing my praises and glorify none before me. If you do not show yourself to be worthy of me, I will forever remove you from my heart and you can never return to my side. If you live as I demand, you will always have a place with me." With that, the father left. The mother said nothing for a moment. Instead, she went to the child and embraced it with love. After holding the child for a few moments the she stood and beckoned the child to follow. As they walked through a garden , of such beauty the angels never dreamed, she spoke to the child. The mother said to the child, "You are our child. As such, you are free to follow where your heart leads. You will be accountable to none but yourself. Follow or lead,

The Short, Tragic Ballad Of Phelonius Phear
The Short, Tragic Ballad of Phelonius Phear Phelonius Phear drank a bottle of beer, Then made love to his trusty ol’ steer All while thinkin’ “Gee, I’m a feeling kinda queer”, But he kept on a-pushin’ ‘til the end was near. Such is the story of Phelonius Phear. Phelonius Phear thought the End was near So he butcher’d his fat, trusty ol’ steer. So just imagine the size of the tear He shed when e’er he was feelin’ queer. But such was the story of Phelonius Phear. 4-24-00

A Short History Of Thanksgiving
most people know that thanksgiving was established by abe lincoln like 200 years ago, but why? Thanksgiving is celebrated to remember the pilgrims making it through their first winter. They came to the new world in search of religious freedom. Which is very different from why the colonists at Jamestown settled. They settled for gold. They refused to take any help from the native americans and even called them savages. The pilgrims, on the other hand, befriended the native americans and actually listened to them and learned from them. That's why they had a huge celebration with the different tribes. To celebrate togetherness and the love of God and of each other. Without the indians, the pilgrims would have probably resorted to what the jamestown people did. They resorted to cannibalism. None of them knew the first thing about farming, and their first winter was brutal, but the stubborn bastards still refused help from the "savages." Several died from disease and from frostbite. E

Short Xmas Stories.
The Missing Five Pound Note Chippenham George worked for the Post Office and his job was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses. One day just before Christmas, a letter landed on his desk simply addressed in shaky handwriting: 'To God'. With no other clue on the envelope, George opened the letter and read: Dear God, I am an 93 year old widow living on the State pension. Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had £100 in it, which was all the money I had in the world and no pension due until after Christmas. Next week is Christmas and I had invited two of my friends over for Christmas lunch. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope. God; can you please help me? Chippenham George was really touched, and being kind hearted, he put a copy of the letter up on the staff notice board at the main Fareham sorting office where he worked. The letter touched the other postmen and they all dug into t

The Short And Sweet Of It
If anyone who reads this that believes in control gets offended I'm sorry. First off I'm tired of hearing that guns kill people, proven fact people kill people. Granted you do heayar of a gun going off while someone was cleaning it but thats their own fault they should have clear it, and no taking gun rights away will not decrease crime flat out. Crime will increase cause now criminals dont have to worry about the everyday person being able to defend themselves. Flat out it takes a person to pull the trigger. A Short History of Gun Control. In 1929 the Soviet Union established gun control. From 1929 to 1953, approximately 20 million dissidents,unable to defend themselves,were rounded up and exterminated. In 1911, Turkey established gun control. From 1915-1917, 1.5 million Armenians,unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated. Germany established gun control in 1938. From 1939 to 1945, 13 million Jews, gypsies,homosexuals, the mentally ill, and others,

A Short Introduction About Life...
Try and make the most out of your life! Live it at Maximum! Always stay Motivated and Focused on your goals and dreams... Let's say you are lucky and live until 80 years old. If so you will live 80 springs,80 summers,80 autumns and 80 winters. WOW!Not so much time eh? Don't waste your life, LIVE YOUR LIFE! Don't stay unmotivated,discouraged,stressed and worried struggling for a living!

Short Lived Life
as of 12/02/08 i lost my baby sister,she never complained about being ill, and the way she was you never knew she was ill, and quess what the dr's said she never knew, she pasted because of a artirial stroke (a vein busted in her brain)what i'm tring to say is pay more attention to your family and friends, cause they may be here today and gone tommrow,please stop by and say goodbye to shaggy46072, i love you sis, miss you

Short But, True I Love You
If I could have just one wish, I would wish to wake up everyday to the sound of your breath on my neck, the warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of your fingers on my skin, and the feel of your heart beating with mine... Knowing that I could never find that feeling with anyone other than you.

Short Story
I dont have a title yet it will come I thought I would write some from confused dreams.lol ok I was waiting fore someone. Loss and Redemption Raven looked out on the tree covered valley below ancient gnarled pine grew among stony outcrops. The sheer cliff before him was a barrier unassailable separating his past from the future which looked beautiful and unattainable. There was little time to consider the past as the beasts that perused him broke free of the tree line behind him. A chilling howl went up as they sighted him some half a league distant. They had been pursuing him for four days now. He had eluded them moving through the salt march and keeping to ground too steep for their sharp talons to gain purchase. They were guided by some external intelligence. Considering their moves skirting his path detouring through passes that took them many leagues around gaining him some respite and much needed rest. His dreams had been shadowed by a dark form with eyes like the ember

Short Lived
(not quite the normal) A tired man sits alone tring not to think his heart gave way to such great pain made his limbs real weak his arms by his side trying not to move his eye lids felt real heavy his head leaned back... tears came to him with out warning and thoughts, they rushed his mind about his life and what he had his kids birthdays his wifes too and all they holidays they shared and then it happened with out a care it came down hard a crash if you dare say it his life ended as he saw his family gone before him he watched carefully as everything grew black the light he thought would come it came again those same feelings the ones that tore his heart they danced around and made him bleed Let me explain.... it was on a night like any other happy people passing he held her hand and she held them but wait he forgot the camera The snow was white a freshly fallen the crunching sound he enjoyed and then he fell the truck had hit him just a

A Short History
The 82nd Airborne Division of the United States Army is an elite airborne infantry division and was constituted in the National Army as the 82nd Division on March 5, 1917. It was organized on March 25, 1917 at Camp Gordon, Georgia. Since members of the division came from all 48 states, the unit was given the nickname "All-American." This is the basis for its famed "AA" shoulder patch. Famous soldiers of the division include Sergeant Alvin C. York, General James M. Gavin, and former Chief Dave Bald Eagle (Sitting Bull grandson). Operation Enduring Freedom: Afghanistan After the September 11, 2001 attacks on the United States, the 82nd's 49th Public Affairs Detachment deployed to Afghanistan in October 2001 along with several individual 82nd soldiers who deployed to the Central Command Area of Responsibility to support combat operations. In June 2002, elements of the Division Headquarters and 3rd Brigade deployed to Afghanistan in support of Operation Enduring Freedom. In Januar

Shores Of Life
A blank stare gazing nowhere watching nothing. Adrift in the sea of things past. Hoping, dreaming of the shores of things to come. Not to know what will come to pass, but rather which wave to ride in. Realizing that my pockets are full of the sand from shores long left behind. Wanting to not lose the memories, but to carry them with me always. Now knowing that the culmination of an old life is upon the tips of these waves that are carrying me to a new understanding, a new chance at happiness. A last chance at life! Emptying the sand from my pockets, watching each grain as they form a new shore for me to set anchor upon. Undrestanding now that my happiness should not be sought in the things to come, but rather from the grains of memories that now form the shore underneath my feet and heart.

Short And Sweet
Short and sweet is what I am, but not talking about me here. This blog is short, but not so sure about the sweet part. Anyway, to the point... Am not liking the length people go to in order to become popular. The lies and such just irk the hell out of me. But it's your game and all the best to you, however, don't try and feed me your line of bullshit 'nough said

Short Vacation!
Tomorrow I'm gonna be heading up into the Scottish Highlands for a short break. I'll be just outside Aviemore next to the Cairngorm mountain range, one of my favourite places to be. I should be back either Thursday or Friday, but will have my laptop with me so I might be online during the evenings for a little bit. Also, I just paid off the £6,500 still left on my wife's car finance as a surprise. She now owns the fucker outright and is as happy as a pig in mud. I'm not so happy though - I've actually had to say 'yes' to doing some jobs that I would rather not have done. But still, she's happy so I'm happy, right?

Short Latin Quotes
A bene placito - At one's pleasure A fonte puro pura defluit aqua - From a clear spring clear water flows A fortiori - With yet stronger reason A fronte praecipitium a tergo lupi - A precipice in front, wolves behind (between a rock and a hard place) A posse ad esse - From possibility to actuality A teneris unguiculis - From tender little nails, from the earliest childhood. A verbis ad verbera - From words to blows A verbis legis non est recedendum - There must be no departure from the words of the law A vinculo matrimonii - From the bounds of matrimony Ab absurdo - From the absurd (establishing the validity of your argument by pointing out the absurdity of your opponent's position) Ab actu ad posse valet illatio - From what has happened we may infer what will happen Ab aeterno - From the beginning of time Ab alio spectes alteri quod feceris - As you do to another, expect another to do to you Ab asino lanam - Wool from an ass, blood from a stone i

The Short History Of The Humanity.
HUMANITY. It's now a proven fact, we are not evolved from the Neanderthal and Cro-Magnon Man. They found Neanderthal bones in a small cave in northern England that were carbine dated to be 3000 years old. The Cro-Magnon Man is a descendent of the Neanderthal. By finding the evolution of bone structure of what scientists thought were the decedents of Man. But the oldest bones of Homo-Sapiens were found in a cave in Southern Africa that were carbon dated to be 5000 years old. Homo-Sapiens were around for 2000 years younger than the last of the Neanderthal. Scientists think that the Homo-Sapiens were racially killing off the Neanderthal and chased them all the way north until they froze in the winter in a cave in Northern England. Now why would all of the excavation by Archeologists that cannot find bones from Homo-Sapian older than 5000 years after finding bones and the desecration of graves that Archaeologists in examining mummification? Not being able to find

Shorties Part 1
I swear sometimes too many people took Pink Floyd seriously when they sang "WE DON'T NEED NO EDUCATION" Is it just me or does the lyrics "Hunka hunka burning love" sound to you like a song about an STD? what about "I'll be working my way back to you girl, with a burning love inside" ? tell you what let's make a deal here if you have a burning love inside you need to work your way to some fuckin' body else why don't ya You ever wonder what drugs some song writers were on when they wrote songs? and I don't mean like Willie Nelson or Snoop Dogg or anything obvious no I am talking about the fucker who wrote Hey Diddle Diddle for example that is some trippy ass shit, I wondered in Yellow Ledbetter what the hell Eddie Vedder was saying if I knew what the hell he was saying I might wonder what drugs the writer was on Think back a little to your childhood our generation is pre-programmed to grow up and be druggies when your watchin shit like Scooby Doo everytime you see that myster

A Short Silly Love Story...fubar Style.
This may or may not be a true story...it may be guided at you or to many...but no matter what...enjoy. I walked into Fubar and looked around, new site, new faces, making new friends and gaining fans by the day. It was only a matter of time before I had a secret admirer. Soon, I would find out who she was and we made a match. She filled my shoutbox daily. I developed such a crush on her, so much so I found others couldn't even rate compared to her. I started blogging about her immensely. So with that I added her to my circle and it didn't take long before she became part of my family. We bought each other drinks, gave each other gifts, even showered each other in a little bling. All I know is this much, she was the absolute bomb, a real cherry...she completely fu-owned my heart and her worth in fubucks was priceless. Every moment, every fraction a time was always such a happy hour as far as we were concerned. She made me feel like every day was an Auto-11 day. I had no idea what I was

Short Funny Sayings
Honk if you love peace and quiet. On the other hand, you have different fingers.Back up my hard drive? How do I put it in reverse? Always remember that you are unique, just like everyone else. He’s not dead — he’s electroencephalographically challenged. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say will be misquoted, then used against you. I wonder how much deeper the ocean would be without sponges. How many of you believe in telekinesis? Raise my hands. If you think nobody cares about you, try missing a couple of loan repayments. You can’t have everything — where would you put it? You never really learn to swear until you learn to drive. On the keyboard of life, always keep one finger on the escape key. To steal ideas from one person is plagiarism; to steal from many is research. A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.

A Short Reflection On The Firing Of Justices
When this occurred, the firings by President Bush, I was shocked and incensed. The motivations behind the actions were purely political and the principle of ‘checks and balances’ had taken a severe and devastating blow. I will admit right up front that when Clinton did his dirty deed of a similar sort, it didn’t cross my radar at the time…my focus during the ‘90s was primarily on 2nd Amendment preservation and Cannabis legalization as well as being a general malcontent. I hind sight, I see that I missed a good chance for delightfully active political anger (I was never interested in the silly business concerning the color of that dress or tobacco products in the White House…that tripe was but distractions). With the actions following the reaffirmation of the PATRIOT ACT and the subsequent firings, there I was tuned in quite finely and really drove my then significant other nuts with my expressed anger at what occurred (primarily the consolidati

Short And Sweet
Nope, I'm not talking about myself. I may be short..but I'm really not all that sweet. Anyway..I was thinking about a new blog. Not sure what I'd say, but I felt like making one. My rambling is probably going to get the better of me, but I swear...it's really part of my charm. Don't deny it..you love it, lol. I wanted to do a blog where I said something to some of my friends without mentioning names..but I've done that before. And I kind of want to be original. Speaking of which, I'm not original. I'm a lame dork. A few people on here may tell me that's a lie. This is random..I just got a shout "Question for you, do you have yahoo messenger?" I wanted to ask him.."do you know how to read a profile?". But I can't. His user permissions do not allow me to shout him, lol. How does he expect me to answer him? He's so fucking stupid. Now I'm thinking about my "relationship status". My lack of one is kind of getting on my nerves. I was told today that I have the worst luck, lol. I've b

Short Skirt And Wet Pussy
Short Skirt and Wet Pussy I was wearing a short white skirt and no panties just for you. I wanted you to see my wet pussy and round ass as I strutted around. Cum on over to the members sextion to see how wet and creamy I got. You will want to check out my new background.It is sexy hot. XOXO Love XOXO Exotic Flame-- Hugs and KissesExotic Flamehttp://www.southern-charms4.com/exoticflame/main.htm

Short And Sweet
->lilpenn101...: What makes you think I'd fuck you? lilpenn101...: you are soooo gorougesss baby iad take you to dinner and then iad take you to dancing then iad take you to the sea shore and make love to you in the surf of the beach

Short & Simple
3:31pm Ok So I am here checking out the site.... I hadn't talked to anyone in a while except for about 1-2 people. I haven't had any internet connection at all. It sucks really b/c at the same time i've had to deal with major DRAMA! Everyone hates drama for sure. The last time I remember being "happy" was forever, but the last time I was somewhere near happy was when I was reassured about something. He still doesn't know he proved me wrong with something that I kind of thought. I realized when I was out of a job, that it's not the end of the world. Yeah, yeah I know... I always speak my mind especially through blogs. It's been bad to the point that I am going to have to move out and I have no clue where I am going to end up. The hardest thing I had to do was not cry, but only b/c I haven't had time to cry. It's been hard, trying to pack up my stuff, give away some clothes, and some new shoes/heels i'd bought for the workplace. When I suddenly left on Monday at the end o

The Shortest Story
A COLLEGE CLASS WAS TOLD THEY HAD TO WRITE A STORY IN A AS FEW WORDS AS POSSIBLE. THE INSTRUCTIONS WERE, THE STORY HAD TO CONTAIN THE FOLLOWING THREE THINGS: (1) RELIGION (2) SEXUALITY (3) MYSTERY BELOW IS THE ONLY A+ IN THE ENTIRE CLASS. "GOOD GOD, I'M PREGNANT; I WONDER WHO DID IT."

#1 Short Story A Friend Writes 4 Me
I try not to but I can't...as you lay on the bed nothing on but your white thongs and see through teddy...my mouth waters as you look up at me with those big deep eyes...my heart races, my blood surges, I feel like a school boy on his first date...you bite your lower lip and smile as I continue to gaze at you sultry form...my manhood gorges itself as you reach out to me and pull me into your bed....I lay beside you and breath in your sexy aroma, just your smell turns me on, I close my eyes as your lips brush against my neck and down my chest. I return the favor by kissing and licking the side of your neck...your skin is so soft and subtle, you taste heavenly as my tongue slides down to you cleavage....I begin to caresss you as you hand grips my pulsing passion and we move closer...our bodies intwined, I kiss down even lower down deep your skin rippling with ecstasy as my tongue finds a moist area underneath the satiny small faberic triangle that is now soaked with your lust...I take on

Short Story
The affair had turned sour, and her guilt waxed inversely as the romance waned. How could she, a married woman, have done this thing? What had seemed so exciting at the outset now seemed sordid. She was sorry she had ever gotten into it. Her husband was ten times the man her lover was, and she knew that now. She had betrayed the man she loved, and was ill with selfloathing for it. There was no help for it, she would have to tell him. She would make a clean breast of it and beg for his forgiveness, and if he threw her out, well, it was his right and she had brought it on herself by her foolishness. But what a loss it would be! Yet she couldn't keep silent, for that would make a mockery of their relationship; there had to be honesty between them, however painful it might be. She nerved herself and brouched the matter that evening. "Dear, I have something to say that I fear will not please you, and--" "Oh, you found out!" he explained. "What?" She was nonplussed.

Short Story
bobo, hope you like it; ON THE BRINK I like this place; it doesn’t have any windows, nice and dark even at 11 in the morning. Sunny days just don’t cut it anymore with the mood I’ve been in. So why am I sitting in the Valley of the Sun in Glendale, AZ in a joint called Cactus Willies? It’s kind of a fucked up story but if you have Marie get me another pint of Guinness and a shot of Jim Beam I’ll tell you about it. “Hey, would you reject that friggin song, you know I love Springsteen but I hate this Bobby Jean song” I yelled across the bar to the barmaid. I guess the whole thing started a while ago, a Friday night poker game over a buddies bar. Five friends and drinking buddies at a semi-regular game that was more of an excuse to get away from wives and girlfriends than serious gambling.OK, it was also an excuse to bring in a stripper once in a while, so even if you lost it wasn’t a bad night. “You look like you are about the same age as me, getting close to 50 aren’t you? Tha

Short Stories With Tragic Endings
Here you stand seething with guilt.Silence only justifies this act of cowardice.The look stapled on your face cries out for forgiveness,the one thing that I cannot give. (Did you ever see that one personand the way they do these thingsand it hurts you so much it's like choking...choking)I can give you freedom from your guilt,with a flick of my wrist onto yours.I can give you peace of mind with a forced smile. I can give you death with the look upon my face. This is your freedom in a life of fallacy,with no last kiss & no regrets;you don't deserve good bye.This is your freedom in a life of fallacy,with no last kiss & no good bye. Here you stand seething with guilt.Silence only justifies this act of cowardice.With a short story, the one you add to daily, you are the tragic loss.No story book ending for this fairy tale of you.Just the one composed with blood taken from your pen that you hold in your lifeless hand.Cry for you. Shed tears. Mourn. Wish the end. Cry for you. Shed tears. Mourn

A Short Thought
as i gently lay you on your back and rub your body to a sensual numbness my tongue explores the lower levels of your body.no one can please you like i can i have the power to sensuate your love as my tongue moves between your thighs.i look at you in passion and and ask for permission to enter your cave of wetness your answer replies yesi slowly travel my tung between your thighs into your vagina the wetness takes over and my tongue is flushed with your fluidsi lick passionately as you begin to orgasm i suck on your clit and make u shake your body jerks uncontrollablyyou moan in pleasure but the pleasure has just begun...i continue to lick you vagina as you drip from the previous orgasm.your body aches for more i deliver i suck ferociously on your clit giving you multiple orgasms.your vagina throbs from the orgasm as you beg for penetration, i insert the crown into your vagina but quicky remove it as i return to giving you oral pleasure.you begin to orgasm as i lightly bite on your cl

Shortly After Midnight
Shortly after midnight Into your room I goAnd stand there gazing down at you With eyes that love you soYour head upon the pillow Your arms down at your sideYour lips in a faint smile Then next to you I slideI kiss your eyelids softly Run fingers through your hairI feel your breath upon me Do you know I'm there?I put my arms around you And hold you, oh so nearI whisper of my love for you Although you cannot hearI cherish every moment as I hold you close, my dearFor time goes by so quickly And morning's almost nearThough' you won't know I've been there With you throughout the nightMy love for you is ever close.... As darkness is to light

Short Fuses
So at this point I have an incredibly short fuse. I have never been one to sit idly by while abuses were going on around me. As of late, the trigger to signite my fuse very quickly is my sister. She has a way to instigate. She did it Sunday by spitting on me, and breaking my favorite necklace (and yes I did smack her for that) and hitting me with a broomstick for no reason other than she is a big bowl of nuts. I didn't take that crap from my mother when I grew older, and I damn sure am not taking it from a free-loading, lying, stealing, coke-whore. Well some background on the whole situation: About a month ago I found out I had to move. I was looking for another place, and my uncle and my mom both asked me if I wouldn't mind taking over the lease to his house, since my sister hasn't paid rent there in over a year, and is letting the house turn to crap. I agreed. Later (about 2 weeks) she was arrested for traffic attachments. After my mom and dad bailed her out, she admitted to coca

Short And To The Point
I want to feel worthy. Feel the blessing of a life and be proud without doupts. See your face and know i am complete unaposed by my own self. Not give up the race to fight my demons, but just let the drama go and live a life. Stand up yelling i am yours and for once not sit down after. Let it be consistant, let it be always, let it be every meaning my life has. that i was put on this earth for you, and the rest.... was never there.

A Short Story I Wrote
Ida was what the kids now-a-days called old school. She and her husband Frank lived in a farm house on the outskirts of Wutknot, a tiny little town with a population of about one hundred and seventy. Ida and Frank never had children of their own but they loved their animals. Unfortunately when Frank died four years ago, Ida simply couldn’t handle all the work alone so she had to sell off the horses, goats, and chickens. Then all she had were her cats. At first there were only three, but eventually, she had a total of fifteen. Oh sure the house smelled of kitty litter and fur balls were always discovered while cleaning but they made her happy. They each had their toys and beds and dishes and they were all her babies. Especially Pootsie. Pootsie was the oldest and Pootsie was Ida’s favorite. She had always loved Pootsie the most and since he been a kitten when Frank was still alive so that made her partial to him. Pootsie had the best toys and, whenever the can opener started

Short Skirts And Big Wallets
Attention all males seeking any and all females in short skirts Personality is irrelevant Conversations unneeded So long as she can service his ego. Attention all females seeking any and all males with big wallets Character is meaningless, Trust is non existent, but that is okay as long as he is footing the bill. The attraction will fade as sure as the sun will rise, because both are chasing the wrong dream. His wallet will not keep you happy forever Your short skirt will soon go out of style. Poem By Tammy C.

Short Story
Ring…ring…click. Hello? This is your wakeup call Mr.Dramun, what are you doing with your life? What...what was that? Click. Adrian Dramun roused himself in an upright position, his legs hanging over the edge of the bed. He stared dumbly at the telephone he held in his hand. Cheap motel pieces really, hardly able to call them telephones in this society of cell-phones (Four in every household, we swear). It was tainted a dull yellow, the mouth piece barely hanging on. With disgust of the device Adrian slammed the phone down, finally releasing the mouth piece from its purgatory of the hundreds of hot breathed creatures that spoke to it. Adrian hunched his shoulders and rested his elbows on his knees. He buried his face into his hands. This was a morning ritual to him. Wake, clean off the sleep from his face. He would do this for about a minute, rubbing his eyes with the palms of his hands as if that

A Shortest Road To Fail
"if u want ;we can talk cam to cam with a messenger(yahoo or msn).I wait ur messenger address.Hugs!" oh, yes, ofcourse I would love to give you my messenger contact, cause I would love to read poorly written come ons that deserve a capital punishment. He was from Turkey, tho, so I guess I should feel lucky.

Short Story # 5
while waiting for her man to come home from work, she gets dressed in a little red nightie, while getting dressed she had this earge to play, she lays on the bed with here legs open wide an bent so she fit her toy in her hot wet pussy,her man comes home an hear her moaning in the bedroom, as he make his way to the room he stops an strips is cloths off, the door opens she sees him naked and start to fuck her pussy faster knowin that she is going to get it good from her man,he walk to the bed leaning over to start helping her with her toy but unsteads he take his tounge an starts to lick her cum out of her pussy wanting to make sure he gets all of her cum he grabs her legs an lift them up sucking hard on her clit she moans and begs for more while eating her he take a finger and start to play with her ass she want her mans cock in her mouth so she get on top of him sucking on his hard cock while he eats an finger her ass. she cums all over his face he goes to wips it off and she grabs him

Short And Sweet
This is going to be short and sweet blog of the week hah. last Saturday (11/14) Dirk and I have been going out for 5 months already. I love him to death. Had an amazing weekend. Started my xmas shopping spend over $300 at khols but it was fun! Saturday sat around talking with dirk, shaun, manda and moi. Good times! Today just homework and chilaxing with my man watching football. GOOO Eagles!!! and cheese heads! Tomorrow starts the offical diet that manda and I are doing. Yippie! (very sarcastic) My plan is to wake up early before work on Tuesdays and Wednesdays and go to the gym and Mondays and Thursday evenings do the wii fit. Weekends job on the "Red Lion Mile" lol so gay but I like it. ( I love how I'm typing this and eating a couple grahams sandwich peanut butter bites with milk hah) but I Want to lose 15 lbs by xmas. But must get back to homework so I don't have so much to do tomorrow night so I can wake up early Tuesday and hit the gym.

Short Form>>>>>>ftp
thanks to someone for this tut.Configuring your Bulletproof FTP Server TutorialI am not sure where I found this tutorial, It’s been a while…It might even have been here... ..So if it is one of yours, my hat goes off to you once again....After reading the excellent tutorial on "Creating an FTP" that Norway posted…(I would suggest reading and following his tutorial first, then following up with this one)I thought that perhaps this tutorial might be pretty helpful for those interested in knowing how to configure their Bulletproof FTP Server that don't already know how... Here's how to get started…This is for the BulletProof FTP Server 2.10. However, It should work fine on most following versions as well.I'm assuming you have it installed and cracked.Basics1. Start the program.2. Click on Setup > Main > General from the pull-down menu.3. Enter your server name into the 'Server Name' box. Under Connection set the “Max number of users" to any number. This is

Short Stack.
Ever want something completely outside your means.Like a pet tiger? Someone to worshipin close confined metaphorslips taste like cherries. Skin tickles like ice.Fingers dance like isotopescolliding in tubes. I'll gladly take youto where the pillars once fellif you have the time. Pretend for a whilelike this isn't the high point-that its all downhill. Then I'll promise morerainy dawns to lazy noonsand we'll be happy. We can stay this way.As long as I can hold youwith wet ink, and lust.

The Shortest Day
And so the Shortest Day came and the year diedAnd everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white worldCame people singing, dancing,To drive the dark away.They lighted candles in the winter trees;They hung their homes with evergreen;They burned beseeching fires all night longTo keep the year alive.And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awakeThey shouted, revelling.Through all the frosty ages you can hear themEchoing behind us - listen!All the long echoes, sing the same delight,This Shortest Day,As promise wakens in the sleeping land:They carol, feast, give thanks,And dearly love their friends,And hope for peace.And now so do we, here, now,This year and every year.Welcome Yule!

Short Poems
Can I Be Your Number 1 Through good and bad im here for you.Even though im your number two.Ive accepted my place at least for now.Knowing that if i need you, you'll be around.I hope someday my place with change. I hope its your heart that i can soon claim.For you i can wait as long as the rising of the sun.Hoping someday i will be your number one. Our Moment I wanna love someone like in the movies.I wanna find that girl in the perfect moment. A moment that was made just for us.The kind of moment where everything changes for the best.The moment that people dream of.A moment that is forever frozen in time.The moment we can never forget.I want that moment.Our moment. Caught Caught in the confusions of our generation.There is no real answers to the questions of our desire.We want peace and happiness, but how can we be something that destroys who we are?Raised on war and corruption, we march upon the field of dreams.War is what we turn to when we have no answe

Short Time
Another day has past,another day of trivial nonsense,or more...another day of losing someone so very special. Our own parents are,have been,and always will be one of a kind...to us. Lost my father today,now,both are gone. Heart goes out to all that have loved and lost,most recently,my friend Kel,Peace and All That,thinkin of you girl! Time is short,and it doesn't wait on nobody. My friends,cherish what you have...always. It could be over tomorrow.

Shortyseceret
Lost in her eyes,Lies a thousand of my dreams.My heart wanders endlessly in them,For forever it would seem. So lost in her magic,Her gaze has me spellbound.Though my heart would not resist her,Against her never a sound. Beautiful keep your spell on me,Cast your magic into my eyes.For one day without you,dreamless,And dreamless my heart would die.

Short Story For A Childrens Book, Being Published.. Looking For Friend Feedback!! Tyyy
Earthly scents Rich thick scents surround the sounds, from bare dirt ground, to dwelling mounds. Spice packed sacks, and tents surround. incense lingers heavy here, wards off evil, and holds back fear. Smokey air surrounds the camp, heats the air, and fires the lamps. The sounds of cracking wood, set hot, upon the fire, a spit, and pot. Smoldering embers, blow up high, taking wishes to the sky. Grey, orange, yellow, and black, with distant voices set far back. All sit now their dinner near, music, and laughter you can hear. Everyone is welcome here, they share a table, set for all. Many come, all year long. Many families become one, they sing, and dance, and have much fun. All will feast on fish, and dates, everyone shares one big plate. Warm water over hands to wash, scraps of fabric on every lap, time for plates to begin to pass. This time together you wont forget, your troubles gone, with no regrets. Money is not a problem here, have just enough to get on by. Sell some clothes

Shortnsexy Girl Next Door Is 930,101 Points To Go! To Oracle!!
Hey everyone.. can you please help out this beautiful lady get the points she needs to level to Oracle!!! She is running Auto 11's and is less than a million from leveling! Here is the link to her profile :) http://www.fubar.com/user/3425257 Go Show Her Some Love Please!!!Thank you :) AngL

The Shortcut
There was an alley that shortened Kayla's walk by ten minutes when she went from her house to the store. To be more precise, it was her uncle's house. She was living with him while she was in school. She could take the long way and stay on the sidewalk by the street, but the alley was quicker and more fun. Who doesn't like to kick around in an empty alley? Only lately it wasn't always empty. One morning, almost noon, she could hear voices as she came around the curve. There were four guys gathered on one side talking, leaning, spitting, one was smoking. When they saw her they went silent. She walked with a strong steady step and gave them a quick glance as she passed. "Morning," without making eye contact. After she was a few yards past them she heard a low groan and a quiet voice behind her say, "Holy shit, would I like to have a piece of that." When she walked back home the men were gone, just some cigarette butts left on the ground where they had been standing. After that fir

Short Stories:choices
Michael and Michelle Weston had been married for almost twenty years the only kids they had were Michael's brothers kids. They doted on those kids until they were stationed in North Carolina and the kids were still in Georgia where their father was stationed.Michael was due to retire from the Army as a Master Sergeant and North Carolina was his last duty station before getting out. As Michelle had begun getting, sick and needed him home to care for her He was in a hurry to retire. Her heart was failing and she was just hanging on as his retirement finally came down the pipe. http://www.helium.com/items/1828690-short-storieschoices

Short Busy Week...
no travel this week... off on Friday... Dud has a small peen going to a wedding this weekend... outdoor in San Antonio in the middle of the day in May... Passions drools on Dud's old man balls fuckin insane to have the wedding at that time... going to have to spend too much time with the inlaws... Boops licks the window where someone drew a peen have a great fuckin day...

The Short Of It..
It's strange that I've even came on here @ all nor even adtempting to do a sorta blog on here as well, but things are as they are.. strange. I've been trying to deside what sort of stories that I should even post on this blog @ all, but I guess that it's just has to be @least a good tale to tell if I do post anything up @ all. The most interesting tale that I've srawld are of those that aren't the most liked @ all, but my more erotic & sometimes pornographic tale's are the most loved or @least most read. Soooo I guess that is how it is in the world. The book that you place out on your coffee table or bookshelf isn't the most read @ all but it's that dirty lil books & magazines that are hidden away in the dark corner of the closet or dresser w/ the sextoy's is the thing you truely enjoy reading over & over again. The next post will be a short tale that may take up afew post's to come but I'll even be posting other tales.

A Short Story Of Two Classmates
I stumbled onto this: Tandem Story This assignment was actually turned in by two of my English students:Rebecca ... and Gary ... English 44A, SMUCreative Writing Professor Miller In-class Assignment for Wednesday:One of you will then write the first paragraph of a short story. The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the story. The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back and forth. Remember to reread what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached. At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted. The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times, that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought about him too much her asthma started acting up

Short Story
you wake up in the morning thinking about the day ahead of you, you get ready, pore some coffee take a shower and get ready for work. you get to work sit at your desk and go threw the same stuff as yesterday. your brake comes along, you walk to the corner cafee and get the same thing as the day before, sit in the same spot and stair at the same street signs as every other day. you think to yourself, "i do the same thing everyday, i never change". so you get up and take one step to go across the street and BAM!! you get hit by a car, sometimes changing things are bad!! rofl

A Short Enlighting Rant...particall Random...
Oh i tell ya.. this life... is for the unexpected...there comes a time when all you begin to think about are the things you truly want in life.. the goals you want to achieve the people you want to surrond yourself with...and after awhile...you just cant keep fighting it..and like fighting a current.. your eventually going to lose...there's alot of people who rely on others for there decision making... instead of just getting up and doing it themselves... there are people who crumble under the pressure of other peoples judgment..people who fail to acheive simply because others believe they will simply fail.... a few things that i have come to find a reason in and taken strongly to recently...Live for yourself.. not for what other people want or need you to..everyone is only concerned about succeeding for themselves be friends with people who are positive and that will stand by you no matter what...we all make horrible decisions at times.. but if we accept our faults we c

A Short Compilation Of People Who Are Stupid
In no particular order... 1. Women who leave their fiance's for another, better guy. then cheat on him with a loser ex-boyfriend and people she works with. Then when he leaves her over it and she's left with only guys who want to use her and leave her and only remember she exists when they're horny, she ends up going back to the first loser who can't read or write. 2. The guy who gets cheated on by #2 and then takes her back...repeatedly. 3. Americans who believe we killed Osama bin Laden this week, considering it was less than a week before that the president made comments about how wayward the people of our nation have become, and that the government was going to work hard to dispel myths that seem to be tearing us apart. Not to mention the fact that Congress refuses to release photos of the raid or bin Laden himself because they haven't been fabricated yet. Yes, we're all true blue Americans now. W love America! Write some more country songs! But wake the fuck up and stop beli

Short Inspirational Quotes That Release Your Inner Soul
Short inspirational quotes could be the motivation that some desire. Being inspired to reach a goal that seems so far away is the base root of your dreams. Inspirational quotes can sometimes help lift us up when we are feeling let down. For we must never forget that there is always someone there to help us when these dark hours seem to cover us. We must learn to reach inside of our inner soul and search for that beacon of hope. It is there and it does exist, although at times it seems hard to believe and we feel all alone. Sometimes it may take a little short inspirational quote to realize that the beacon of hope is there. Deep within our inner soul it rest, waiting for you, watching over you, and keeping the light within you alive. The greatest human desire that could ever be reached is to know that you have touched the inner soul of another human. For when you achieve this then and only then will you realize that your own soul has been touched by the hand of

Shorty
My thighs quivered and pulsated as he gently dragged his fingertips across my soft and milky white inner thigh area. I could feel the light buzz fog my mind from the glass of wine I just drank and it was taking down all my inhibitions. The room was darkened just enough that I could see I was being touched by the fingertips of my shadowy pursuer. I felt his long hair as I wrapped both hands around his head as he licked the softness of my tummy. He slowly worked his way down to the apex of my legs and found the pleasure spot and began to rub so gently with perfect lightness and firmness alternating in his touch. The change of his pace and the amount of pressure he gave to my very erogenous area of blissfulness was building the tremendous orgasm that lay hidden deep within. Then I felt something warm and moist lay across my little button and its softness and then firmness was taking me to new and unparalleled heights as I felt it build so deep inside of me and felt it wa

Shortly Before I Came Back
THIS IS SOMETHING I HAVE ON MY FACEBOOK WITH MY FAMILY AND THE CUNTS THAT KNOW ME IN THE REAL WORLD title was as it goes ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________ so my dad called tonight... kinda strange 11pm his time.... he's drunk and in bed by 6pm most nights.... i thought how strange.... as i hit the ignore button... then as i often do i played out little scenarios in my head 11pm something must have happened... he could be in the dying or in the hospital.... and i ignored my last chance to speak with him... then i stopped and thought.... what would happen... would i take it as an excuse to start drinking again? would i fall into a deep depression? would i even take a day off work? i stopped myself there... honestly i don't think i'd feel anything... not because he wasn't a part of my life for most of it... not because he's a used up druggie... no... it's because deep down... i don't feel anythi

A Short Rant That No One On My Friends List Needs To Read Because It's Not About Them
When someone leaves a "nasty" comment on your mumm, it's not because they hate you. You're seeing the unfiltered opinions of people who don't know you, giving their input on the information you've presented, and essentially a first impression of your digital persona. Their words may feel somewhat insightful or shocking, but hey, anyone can get a lucky guess. Either that, or you're transparent as fucking glass. If you don't post in a somewhat literate manner, well, your carelessness will be met with mockery and you might be met with even more ridicule depending on certain variables such as the color of your name, status message, or what kind of shit people dig up in your picture folders. If you spend all your "mumming" time only posting them and commenting within your own mumms, people will notice. We like to see you actually participating in mumms other than your own, or we'll assume you're very self-centered and likely only in this part of the site so you can earn some fake populari

A Short Overview Of Males North Face Jackets
Everything you've ever wanted to are aware of men's North Face Jackets.In doing my homeland for Canada these are generally very popular for self-evident reasons. Generally you can obtain a lot of different styles of North Face jackets. To be a man I really Buy North Face Fleece Jackets love to decide to wear big parka Jackets because I've been putting on the standard concern mans North Face peacoat for ages and I disliked them. Inside Canada we now have absolutely that worse North Looks you can imagine, and so i spent my best whole life here. Yet their started doing business, like most fellas, I donned these shitty smaller North Face Jackets,which were possibly the saddest Jackets you could expect wearing within the 30 below-zero climate. So I eventually invested in an appropriate coat, the latest North Face parka jacket regarding $500. I thought to be the recognized Canada Goose type, they are insanely popular nowadays but manner overpriced including a bit heavy for my

Short Stories Written By Me
My Vacation I decided to go on vacation to the Bahamas’. I rented a nice little cabin on the beach. A full two weeks by myself, just me and my reading and the sun and the waves. I sit on the beach reading in the morning light. And then in the afternoon I go swimming and just being lazy shopping in the local markets for fresh fruits daily. Just enough to feed me for the day, on the second day I’m there I notice you, your in the cabin next to mine about 100 yards down the beach. You are there alone like me in my cabin, time for you to get away from all the things that bug you at home. At least that is what I gather as I watch you while you exercise each day. On the fourth day of my vacation I run into you in the market. You smile at me and say hello, it isn’t the same accent that I pictured you having at all. I smile and say hello. We exchange a look between us. Something unspoken but understood that we find each other attractive. That evening I decide to go to

A Shorter Review Of Males North Face Coats
In my homeland of Europe they are seriously popular for obvious reasons. Generally you can get a wide range of different styles involved with winter jackets. Being man I really love to dress in big parka layers because We wearing the quality issue guy's winter peacoat cardio and I loathed them. Throughout Canada now we have absolutely the a whole lot worse winters imagine, and i paid my life insurance coverage North Face Jackets here. Though when I started out working, like many men, I actually wore these shitty little winter time coats (provided you can call them the fact that), which were maybe even the worst outdoor jackets you could think of wearing when it comes to the 30 below-zero climatic conditions.So I lastly invested in the right coat, some North Face parka jacket pertaining to $500. I thought of as the famous Nova scotia Goose brand, they're insanely common now still way too costly and a little bulky to get my preference. I like a lot of colour from coats. dark-

Short Dick Man
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Short Story
Confesions Of A Fool Some would say that I am a fool, but what is a fool? Would a fool stay true to his heart and think of nothing but his fondest desire, would a fool continue to pursue his dream even if to others it seemed out of reach? I don't percieve that as being foolish, I feel that by doing this I am keeping hope alive. I have but one desire at this point of my life, one dream to follow, and that is to find love and keep the fire burning, the fire that is the passion of a great life. There is but one person I wish to share that great life with. She is a petite lady so sweet to the sight, an angel waiting for her spot in heaven. She is my love, my life, my every being. I can't get the thought of her out of my head, nor do I wish to do so. Every minute that I am awake I wait to hear her voice, every second that I sleep, I dream of her laying by my side, her beautiful long blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, her sweet lips pressing agains

Short Bus Lounge Now Hiring All Staff.
THE SHORT BUS LOUNGE IS NOW HIRING ALL STAFF If you are interested in any of the following positions please contact me. General Manager-Overseeing all actions of lounge management/staff/members/visitors, including hiring & firing. Assistant General Manager-Reports to the GM & has all duties as GM except for firing. Promoter Manager-Responsible for all internal & external promotions of the lounge including creating & designing bully's, comment drops, blasts etc also is in charge of hiring/firing up to 3 other promoters to carry out the lounge promotions. Promoter ( 3 postions open ) - Responsible for the external promotions of the lounge as directed by Promoter Manager & other management. This includes link dropping, inviting new visitors/guests, bully dropping etc to make lounge more active. Enforcer Manager- Responsible for all lounge security issues including with staff, supervising a staff of 3 + enforcers making sure that all drama stays out of the lounge & away from th

Short But Sweet
Today was a little too much. I did something I haven't done in a long while. Now don't laugh.... I went rolling down a grassy hill and then I rolled back up the hill. Hey it took alot of nerve and a couple less brain cells then the little dance I do when I'm really happy!! My daughter went rolling down the hill too. I tried to share the information that I felt was good info. If you put your hands straight out above your head you could roll faster than keeping them by your side. It joggled my brain alittle but nothing damaging. I know that some of the people I know might just think I was crazy for doing this but then again the ones that know me best will at least understand why I did it. After I rolled, I came home and slept for about three hours. Seeing how I will be forty one next month I think I am doing pretty good for my age. I still am trying to be an adult but I'm just athinking if you can't break lose once in awhile, your mighty boring. That is besides the intake of liquor. I

A Shortaa Kind Prayer
I love what I hear I love what I know I love what what others argue I love what I know I love what others have an argument for I hate ignorance I hate violence unless it comes into my world Then I will OWN it OWN the violence OWN the violence Take it, light a candle And have the courage TO FINALLY love

A Short Rant!!!
I need to rant for a minute so here goes... Quite often, the problems we have with our significant other, parents, siblings, friends, etc., don’t really have anything to do with them at all. Many of the problems we think we have with them, we subconsciously created in our own mind. Maybe they did something in the past that touched on one of our fears, nerves, or insecurities. Or maybe they didn't do something that we expected them to do. Maybe we were just having a bad day. It Happens People! In either scenario, problems like these are not about the other person, they’re about ourselves and that’s okay. It simply means these little predicaments will be easier to solve. We are, after all, in charge of our own decisions, actions, and reactions. We get to decide whether we want to keep our head cluttered with events from the past, or instead open our minds to the positive realities unfolding in front of us. All we need is the willingness to look at things a little differ

Short Message ( Warning)...
Hello Fu, I know alot of you have seen that something has been going on. It is like this. I got my first Internet scare. So for now I will only accept from those that have salutes, but then those that have them are crazy as fuck as well. My reasoning is this. The one I have had to get away from can make other accounts and it makes it harder for them, cause they will have to make a slalute first. If they are that bad that they have to get onto my page then at that point go ahead and stalk me. I am slowly getting back to where I was, but at the moment I am gunshy. You guys think it is internet and it is, but the story changes when they come to you in person. Lesson learned I guess. So I will say this one time. DONOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES GIVE OUT ANY INFORMATION ON YOURSELF EVEN IF YOU FEEL YOU KNOW THEM,.. I had been talking to this one for over a year. BEWARE OKAY and BE SAFE !!!!! DONOT give out number, address, where you work, or even what town you live in. DONOT GIVE OUT

Short Stoires
looking out across the ocean , her tears up , wondering when she would finally get to go home again and see her family, see her brothers , her sisters , and her father ..her mama , would she see her dad again before he died . or would she end up going home for his funeral ... time would tell , would her ex ever let her go ... and let thier child grow up and know what it was to know her family too ? Would he have mercy .. or would they end up fighting things out in court or waiting til lthe cihld was old enough to choose for herself .. sometimes she felt that only her heart kept her here in the states because she could of stayed home but then she would of never had a chance to raise her child again until she was much older . She longed for another child with another man before she got too old .. Love seemed like such a fickle thing sometimes , she tried too hard , and failed .. or they she couldn't figure it out .. but mostly her heart had too many scars from falling .. falling and sla

A Short Declaration
This is a public statement in order to clear the air regarding any misconceptions surrounding me.... I am aware that I am viewed as a cold, heartless and savage monster by many. I am also aware that some people consider my actions to be "unpredictable" at best and "downright evil" at worst. While I make no apologies for my actions, I would offer a simple explanation to any interested in them. I am rather infamous for my cutting sarcasm and (according to popular opinion) inappropriate comments. Bear in mind that 98% of the time, they are meant in jest and simply intended for my amusement and the amusement of others viewing them.... Unlike "certain others" on this site who shall remain unnamed? There is almost never any genuine malice in my posts. I am also aware that, due to my often nasty comments? I am also disliked by many and considered to be a menacing, harassing and/or threatening individual. Therefore, I shall address this topic in order to make my demeanor and intent

Short Story~by Willows Way~
Once upon a midnight hour I searched through the darkness for the man who once invaded my dreams. I longed for his hot firm touch as I ran through the thick mist that surrounded the lake outside my cabin. In a distance I hear the cry of what seemed to be a wild beast howling at the moons reflection in the water. As I aproached the beast he flinches and glared up at me with tear filled eyes. He was searching for his mate, without her he was doomed to suffer until death by the light of the morning sun. He must bread this elegant creature to survive another day. I claw at his body and pull his thick long hair as I wrap my legs around him to embrace the beast within. He is madly out of control. Full of lust and rage as he climaxes he tares the life from my chest and disapears into the woodline. With my last quivering breath I HOOOOOOOOOOOOOWL at the moon. By: Willows Way aka K.D.

Short Brautkleid Hochzeit Am Strand
Die Wahl eines brautkleider ist die richtige Wahl machen den Abend unvergesslich brachte in Richtung des Paares ekstatische Freude. Sie werden wie eine große Menge der bevorzugten Arten von Kleidung in diesen Tagen zu finden, und Sie sollten auch einen großen Braut Kleidung, können Sie entsprechen den Zahlen und Höhe, enthält das Thema einer Trauung und auch, ist es bereit, ein zu in Position gehalten. Das Meer, Hochzeit, Hochzeit und externen Zugriff auf ein bekanntes diesen Tagen auch gesagt, von der Braut Kleidung. Eine kurze Brautkleid zusätzliche case.The langen Kleid auf dem Boden dieser Straße Idealfall die externe Hochzeit Veranstaltung sein. Andernfalls wird Ihre Kleidung zu wachsen, die kontaminiert sein und untergraben die gesamte erscheinen. Daher kann eine einfache Saum Sammeln, die Sie wollen, sollten Sie Ihre Kleidung zu verteidigen eine bequeme Wahl sein. Kürzere verschiedenen möglichen auch Knie-oder tealength, kann dies über Ihren ankle.Brief Kleid Vielzahl Zoll sind

The Shortest Month
Today, someone asked me, "why do we even need a black history month?" And I said that "It is probably because every other month is white history month, and society tends to ignore all the sacrifice and innovation made by Afro Americans that contributed the wealth history and pop culture of this country." And he said, "So what? We are all Americans." And I said, "true, but not all treated the same. And If you don't believe it, just watch TV. There's not much black on there anymore. You see, Afro Americans unlike Mexican or Russian people, don't have a country named after them. And we are really not African, but not fully American either. But still, we don't seek better treatment better than anyone else. Just equally. And that is the struggle for us, and the intent of Black history month."

A Short Story
And I spoketh to GodShall ye Desire wealth and prosperity?Verily I say Shall ye Desire Good health and longevity Verily I say Shall ye desire love that last beyond the ages and again verily I say Then Ye shall live peacfully and in harmony with your fellow manVerily so I agreeye shall give up all forms of perversionverily so I agreealso ye shall live a simple ... and clean life and again verily so I agree Go ahead he says with a smile you first .. I insist , I say with a grinhe pulls his gun and I pull my gun and that is where we stand

A Short For Coleen
I knew I was not dreaming since I was a child, I knew I did not bleed in vain, I knew I did not cry in shame or pity, I knew I did not endure this pain all of my life... I was waiting for the right time to tell you, "I love you."

Short Pants Match With Short Boot In Autumn
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Short Game: Smooth Operator
Before your next round, here are two simple drills I want you to do on the practice green. Don't worry, they're simple and they're both designed to help you make smoother, more rhythmic strokes, as well as hone in on your distance control. First, I want you to ignore the cups on the practice green and putt a ball about 15 to 20 feet. Once you do that, I want you to take two more balls, and try and roll them out to the exact same distance. This will help you develop a better idea for the speed of the green, and because you're not fixated on a target, it will help you develop a better sense of distance control. Practice this for five minutes, and you'll be good to go. Second, I want you to stroke a few putts from 5, 10 and 15 feet using the same baseline stroke for each putt. Meaning, whether you're 5 feet or 15 feet away, I want you to swing the putter from shoe to shoe and not take the putterhead farther or shorter back and through. Practice this drill, and you'll see that your tempo

Shorter And Shorter
feels to me that the end will be near sooner and that due to the strain and the toll on my being is more and more that the time is coming to just give up and not worry whom will be hurt in the end as long as the pain i feel physically and emotionally is no longer around and no longer felt.............my drive to move on and go forth has just become no more and seems better to just let go and give up............

A Short Poem...
The Warrior of the Light has learned that it is best to follow the light. He has behaved treacherously, he has lied, he has strayed from the path, he has courted darkness and everything was fine, as if nothing had happened. Then an abyss suddenly opens up. One can take a thousand steps in safety, but a single step too many can put an end to everything. The Warrior stops before he destroys himself. When he makes that decision, he hears four comments: "You always do the wrong thing. You're too old to change. You're no good. You don't deserve it." He looks up at the sky. And a voice says: "My dear, everyone makes mistakes. You're forgiven, but I cannot force that forgiveness on you. It's your choice." The true Warrior of the Light accepts that forgiveness. -Paulo Coelho

Short Term And Long Term Auto Loans
SHORT TERM AUTO LOANS are car loans in the Philippines made for the purchase of a new or used car and have payment terms of 12 months (1 year) up to 36 months (3 years). These types of loans are designed to help a consumer quickly pay off a loan obligation for a new or used car purchase. However, the payment amounts of shorter term loans can be somewhat high or burdensome for some. This generally offer lower interest rates than do longer term loans, thus, people with bad credit may be required to use shorter term loans in order to approved by certain auto loan lenders. Interest rates can be somewhat higher than normal as people with bad credit can sometimes be expected to”buy back their auto credit”. Short term loans enable a person with bad or poor credit, to re-establish his or her credit history. LONG TERM AUTO LOANS are usually car loans that have payment terms longer than 60 months (5 years). Longer duration auto loans in the Philippines are designed to allow custom

Shoshoni
SHOSHONI INDIANS (Northwestern Bands) At the time of major white penetration of the Great Basin and the Snake River areas in the 1840s, there were seven distinct Shoshoni groups. The Eastern Shoshoni, numbering about 2,000 under their famous Chief Washakie, occupied the region from the Wind River Mountains to Fort Bridger and astride the Oregon Trail. Their descendants today live on the Wind River Reservation. Two other divisions having similar cultures were the Goshute Shoshoni and the Western Shoshoni. The former, about 900 in number, lived in the valleys and mountains west and southwest of Great Salt Lake, with the remnants of their bands located in and around the small settlement of Ibapah, Utah, today. A much more numerous people, perhaps 8,000 strong, the Western Shoshoni occupied what is today northern and western Nevada. There were as many as eleven major bands distributed from the present Utah-Nevada border to Winnemucca on the west. Their descendants today live on the

Shoshone Love Song
Fair is the white star of twilight, and the sky clearer at the day's end; But she is fairer, and she is dearer. She, my heart's friend! Far stars and fair in the skies bending, Low stars of hearth fires and wood smoke ascending, The meadow-lark's nested, The night hawk is winging; Home through the star-shine the hunter comes singing. Fair is the white star of twilight, And the moon roving To the sky's end; But she is fairer, better worth loving, She, my heart's friend.

Sho Sum Love Please
My Owner is having surgery he willbe off of here for awhile so will you please show him love here is his linkHe is a very nice and sweet guy if you dont know him you need to if you show him love thru this blog tell him i sent you Thanx In Advance DIRTY OLD MAN owned by babygirl26: simply the best@ fubar

Shotgun
The Shotgun Constitution Preamble: THE RULES LISTED BELOW APPLY TO THE CALLING OF SHOTGUN (THE PASSENGER SEAT) IN AN AUTOMOBILE. THESE RULES ARE DEFINITIVE AND BINDING. Section I The Basic Rules Article 1: In order to call Shotgun, the caller must pronounce the word "Shotgun" as long as the driver verifies the call. Article 2: Shotgun may only be called if all occupants of the vehicle are outside and directly on the way to the said vehicle. Article 3: Early calls are strictly prohibited. Shotgun may only be called while walking toward the vehicle and only applies to the drive immediately forthcoming. Shotgun can never be called while inside a vehicle or still technically on the way to the first location. For example, one can not get out of a vehicle and call Shotgun for the return journey. Article 4: The driver has final say in all ties and disputes. The driver has the right to suspend or remove all shotgun privileges from one or more persons. Section II Sp

Shot By A Tazer
Ok so if y'all have read our profile you know that Donnie has retired from the Navy after 20 years of active duty. He is currently working for the prison down the road from our house. Well they are in training at the moment and today was the day they were trained to use tazers. Of course they asked for volunteers to get shot with one. now most people would not even consider it however his dumbass was all for it. So a guy in training with him video recorded it and I thought I'd share it with y'all. Btw He says it hurts like hell lmfao..

Shots, Shots, And More Shots
Seems like that is the story of my life. I had my first radio frequency shot last week and the dr. said it would get worse before it gets better and it kicked my ass yesterday and today. I have to go back next week and get a shot on the left side..... then I get to go through this hell all over again.... once the shots work, they will take the pain away for 6 months... then I have to get the shot in my lower back twice a year from now on..... ugggggg......

Shots Of Crown Royal
A guy goes into a bar sits down and asks the bartender to line up ten shots of crown royal. The bartenders asks "What's the happy occasion?" "It's not so happy," the guy replies, "I just found out my older son is gay. "Sorry about that," the bartender replies. A month later the same guy goes to the bar and asks the bartender to line up 20 shots of Crown Royal. The bartender says "I hope it's a happy occasion this time." "Not really," the guy replies, "I just found out my other son is gay." With that he drinks the shots and leaves. Six months later the guy walks into the bar again and asks the bartender to give him the whole bottle instead of lining up shots. The bartender decides to ask the guy a personal question, "Doesn't anybody like pussy in your house?" The guy replies "Yes, my wife does."

Shot In The Chin (date Posted: 07-20-2006)
so the other night i am having sex with this girl. we've been at it for a while and the build up is pretty intense. we're fucking missionary, and just as i'm about to come i pull out and the force of my ejaculation... shot my cum all the way for right above her pussy (where my cock was) and landed on her chin and all over her tits. it was funny and sexy and messy all at the same time. i wish i had gotten pictues. maybe next time

3 Shots Of Whiskey:-)
A man walked into a bar, sat down, ordered 3 shots of whiskey, drank them, then left. This continued daily for several weeks. Curious, the bartender asked him one day, "Why do you always order three shots of whiskey?" The man answered, "Because my two brothers and I always used to have one shot each, and since they've both passed on, I've continued to order the three shots in their honor." The bartender thought that this was a very noble thing to do, and welcomed the man every time he visited the bar. Two weeks later, the man walked into the bar for his daily visit and ordered two shots of whiskey. Surprised, the bartender asked him why he only ordered two when had had always been ordering three. The man answered, "Oh, I've decided to stop drinking."

Shot Myself With My Toy Gun
ONE TWO THREE FOUR Strap me in give me a little more Help me turn myself into an even bigger whore Crash into a hang up with bludgeoning force Do you like the way my voice grows increasingly hoarse I’ve never been so clean, what a beautiful feed I sparkle with the slick shine of disease Welcome me with trembling knees Stop squeezing your thighs it’s time to spread and release All over me FOUR THREE TWO ONE I take a step back to take a look at what I’ve done I think you might be a little high-strung Digging in a spot I have never dug Dig it with me my blistering love And reach debauched pleasures previously unsung That was a big one ONE TWO THREE FOUR Fuck the knocking at the door I don’t even hear it anymore Can you make out my pulse behind my panting odor? Can you hear how baited I am on any and all closeness How everything else loses all focus Giving in to a new beast who once lay dormant Boy do I love torment All forms of it FOUR TH

A Shot To The Head
"Help" screams the little girl in her head "My God," says the officer, who finds her dead Crying is the mother who, the other day Found out her daughter had run away Gone is the father who beat his wife in front of her Faded have the dreams of someone truly loving her "No," says the mother who, losing breath Feels she's the reason her daughter left Away has the father gone Can't face his shame Crying is the mother Thinks she's to blame Holding the gun, her vision red She'll soon join her daughter A shot to the head.

A Shot In The Dark
Darkness enveloped the land around him as he crawled very very slowly, like a cold king snake, through the grass and bushes. Unseen by the keenest eyes. Hours passed into days as he quarried his prey. Finally he was in position. Now the game could begin. He watched his target come and go, sleep, awaken, take the dogs outside, eat, and go again. day passed into night again and again as he waited... concealed in plain view. On the seventh night the target stepped into the dimly lit yard... Now was the time... He lifted his optics to his steely eye and breathed out slowly until there was no air in his lungs. His heart pounded starving for oxygen. The target lit a cigarette and illuminated the entire face and shoulders. He slowly, dedliberately squeezed his trigger. There was only a brief rushing sound as the projectile left the muzzle and sped at 5 times the speed of sound toward the target. It was done... The lies stopped in an instant. The target never even heard

Shots & Shooters
I'm out of college till September. I don't know if happy knowing dropped out or depressed about it. I'll figure it out. :) I really need to quit smoking down to half a pack a day better than full. Is the cigarette box half full or empty I wonder some days? I been sleeping in a lot been like 2 years since slept as much as I have. Viva la couche! (Live on sleep!) I think I got my French right. I'm gunna go unless you have cookie, milk, or chocolate to give me.

The Shot. -fiction
I write little shorts now and then, this is something I wrote earlier this year. I know I had to look out of place walking out of the building with a coat on when summer was only a few weeks away. I had been visiting a friend at the University that worked in a cold room. While it wasn't as cold as he had said, I was still happy to have been wearing the jacket. Regardless, I emerged from the large stone building pock marked with windows, distracted by the extreme difference of temperatures. I use this as an excuse because I would like to believe that I would have noticed something was amiss as I turned down the alleyway between two building, but I truly didn't. I should have asked myself why someone would be wearing a suit, yet choose to take a semi dusty, dirty alley versus the well traveled sidewalk path on the other side of the building. My rational mind dismissed it as he simply was taking the same short cut I was taking. I still blame the temperature change. The distance b

A Shot And A Beer...now My World Is More Clear
Last night by far takes the cake on everything. I don't want to go into great detail and for the sake of all things natural the names in this story have been changed up! It was late last night when we were all looking for a good time. In this town, there isn't much to do other than drink and smoke...well with all things considered, the drinking was the key game plan. Now today is "RB"'s birthday so we all decided to treat her to the drinking last night, so myself and "Jorge" took her out to her favorite spot, got a lil toastee and danced, played pool the night away. Now Jorge had this really big boner over RB and well I myself have a really big boner over Jorge. Here's where the night goes from being one of the best to the ultimate nightmare. Closing time, time for everyone to take their jackets and move to the exit, I go first being that I had something else that I had to deal with on my mind and a hint of jealous because RB was getting all of Jorge's attention, I walked out. Well

Shotglass Collection
Left to right, a Maine Jiggah extra tall shotglass, New Brunswick, Canada flag from Grand Falls, New Brunswick. Santa's Village New Hampshire shotglass. Stratosphere, Las Vegas shotglass, and yes, you guessed, it. That's from New York City. The top shotglass is a university shotglass from Presque Isle, Maine. I'm very proud of all of these shotglasses. They are souvenirs of places I've been and the ongoing drunken diary of my experiences. From Left to Right, a Hard Rock Cafe Orlando extra tall shotglass, a Camel limited edition blender shotglass-bought with Camel bucks (there's a unique marketing plan), followed by a Cheers extra tall shotglass. Loved that show! From left to Right, my aliens say Speak No Evil, Hear No Evil and See no Evil. Next, a Hollywood Star, which I got in none other than duh, Hollywood. Thunderhole and Cadillac Mountain are very breathtaking Bar Harbor, Maine tourist attractions, for the view and the excitement. The one next to those is from Amsterdam. I

.shot The Moon.
.Shot The Moon. I was never quick to say it Never quick to feel it Without thinking its said Was I delirious instead?? So many questions run through my head I can't believe what I just said So far you've been nothing but real Your honesty is something I feel I love talking with you Its like I'm alive and someone new Its like I'm the center of your world What girl wouldn't love that position to hold?? I know its too soon Its like I'm shooting for the moon I've lost control And have nothing to hold I feel embarrassed and such a fool So stupid that its just not cool So please forgive me I didn't mean to say it so free I know I shot the moon And yeah I know.... its too soon © butterflies

Shot In Leg
Ok, so people have been asking what happened. Yesterday was at friends house helping him finish off his roof. I had a nail gun in my hand. I went to scoot farther up the roof and slipped, and went to put my hand down to steady myself, and as i did the gun bumped into my left thigh and went off. It shot a nail into my thigh about 3 inches above the knee and to the right side slightly. At first (because of shock and adrenaline, i thought the nail had just gotten meat. I grabbed the jeans and tried to pull it out only to have the jeans rip. At that point I knew I was in trouble and the nail was into the bone. My friend called 911 and they sent out a Medic One unit and a ladder truck. I was going into shock to a degree. They had to give me morphine and valume and start IV drip on me, all while still on roof, cause my vitals were way fluctuating and i was in so much pain. They were finally able to get me on back board and slide me off roof. They took me to hospital, wh

Shotgun Momma
yea i know how ya feel musta been really hard to know exactly where i was coming from and as i write this down you find it hard to deal with i think surprise was all you had left it was a shotgun momma that took you by suprise you never saw it comin you never saw it comin it was a shotgun momma that's made you lay down you never saw it comin you never saw it comin you might feel some distaste thats normal i assure you i've felt it for years and i feel i've outgrown you times layin down beside me and we agree we're glad to have known you it was a shotgun momma that put tears in your eyes you never saw it comin and you never stopped runnin it was a shotgun momma made you realize i was off and gunnin you never saw it comin metalwolf music ©

The "shot-gun" Bat-mitzvah Of Rebekah Sarah Lieberman
she's 13 tomorrow--i really didn't want to donate thousands to some synagogue to teach her some rituals--many i don't believe in and are just plain against G-d's Word. i bat-mitzvah'ed her myself in the car ride from work during lunch--it was beautiful. the basic precepts were serve G-d, mankind and the animal kingdom fervently--backed up by the rituals of continual prayer, atonement, kindness, charity, and devoted study--then you got what it means to bind yourself to the Coventant that G-d made with our fathers. got home -recited a few prayers from the authorized prayer book-recited Deuteronomy 6:4 and let her know that G-d gives us free will to serve Him fully--or not--it's up to you to make the right choice--and i know you will. such was the 'shot-gun' albeit beautiful bat-mitzvah of Rebek'ah Sar'ah Lieberman on 2 Etan'im 3458--9/14/2007

Shots Ring Out At Burmese Protest
Shots ring out at Burmese protest Burmese soldiers have again fired shots as they attempt to disperse thousands of anti-government protesters in the main city, Rangoon. Witnesses said shots were fired into the crowd, and that at least one person fell to the ground. The military is reportedly broadcasting warnings that the protesters should go home or face "serious action". The fresh protests follow reports of overnight raids on six monasteries in which monks were beaten and arrested. On the streets, thousands of protesters have been singing nationalist songs and hurling abuse at the soldiers driving by in trucks. "They have shot several times into the crowd," one witness told the BBC. "One person was injured... they used teargas... Now the injured person is carried off into a car to be taken to hospital... they [the soldiers] are using force on us." The junta are using dirty tactics - they don't fire guns but beat people with rifle butts BBC News websi

A Shot In The Dark.....
I noticed the need for a writer has been listed multiple times throughout craigslist. I then realized that for me not to apply would be simply absurd. I also wanted to create a few blogs hoping, just maybe, one of my friends could be in the appropriate profession to help. My name is Matthew Stuckman and writing is one of my passions. I have always had a natural ability to communicate through written word and I exercise this ability every chance I get. I would be happy to except any challenge that can be thrown my way, or in short, I NEED TO DO THIS TO KEEP MY SANITY! If confused, I will explain simply, I need a new job based around journalism! Please, if you know of any way that I can be helped, share. I will not be a disappointment. Thank you for your time, Anxiously waiting, Matt Stuckman

Shotgun Facelifted
Thank you for being you, and for the wonderful person you are!!! Thank your mom for having you and raising such a wonderful son!!! I can't wait to go see you!! Sooner rather than later you know!!!! Have I told you how truly great you are?? You have stood by me thru all the drama, all the crap, held my hand when I thought that I could not keep going, encouraged me to look beyond the people whose LIES AND HATRED have tainted my existence and see that there are some people worth having in my life! You have defended my honor and my character, and rightly so, and you have made sure that the people who truly matter know the REAL truth about me. For this I thank you with all my heart! and then...... I THANK YOU with EVERY INCH of my soul. You spoil me in ways that even thru the distance matter so much, ranging from the TWO LITTLE WORDS that you know can make or break my day based upon whether or not I hear you say them( and you are the ONLY oe who can say them and get the reaction from me tha

7 Shots Of Vodka
Man goes to the bar and says "bartender, give me 7 shots of Vodka." The bartender says "Ok, but pal you are gonna hurt yourself with that." The man says "Just pour them." The man takes the first shot and the bartender says "Hey, you want to talk about it"? The man says "No!" and drinks the next 2 shots. The bartender says "Come on and tell me about it I've got a good ear, that's why a lot of people come here for, to tell their troubles." The man by then has finished the 7 shots and says "Ok, today was my first blowjob." The bartender says "Hey great, have another on the house." The man says "No, if 7 doesn't get the taste out, nothing will!"

Shots From Vacation! Part 1
Wow, so many sights! I didn't take this photo, but it's a perfect reproduction of what we see out in front of out hotel:The tree at Rockefeeler Center. It won't be lit for a few more days:Skating at Rockefeller CenterThe view from the top of the RockSt. Patrick's Cathedral. I tried to go in, but my hand burst into flame when I touched the doorsSome of the cool collectibles we found while shoppingNew York in a nutshellYes, space is at a premium in New York City. This bathroom was the size of a closetThe Roxy, world famous DelicatessenV ordered ribs, but apparently they killed and cooked the TinglerThe outide of Grand Central Station

6 Shot After Exiting Vegas School Bus
LAS VEGAS - Six junior high or high school students were shot Tuesday after they got off a school bus, and two were critically hurt, police said. Gunshots rang out in northeast Las Vegas just before 2 p.m., Officer Bill Cassell said. Six young people were transported to area hospitals. Four had minor gunshot injuries and two were in critical condition, Cassell said. At least two people are believed to have taken part in the shootings, he said. Police were not saying whether the shooting suspects were on foot or in a vehicle.

Shot Gun Blast
ok so this is what we call in the Army a shot gun blast. AKA an if the shoe fits wear it kind fo thing. I just got done with a rather bizar conversation with a woman that is using a MUMM do decide if she should stay with her hubby or not. Long story short there are far more issues there then whether or not she should stay with the hubby here is my thing...... Some of you people have a hard time discerning the difference between your real life and your internet life. SOme of these lives are so intertwined that the line between reality and fiction is not blurred but erased completely. Folks I ahve never seen more people with more issues on the internet than i have in this past year. I have had converesation where people have had to deal with incest drug addicts rape torture lack of money to pay for bills things getting shut off. The common denominator is this.....people living beyond their means and a total lack of communication between the two adults involved. Its easy folks get rid

A Shot Of Scotch And A Saxophone
A shot of scotch And the comfort of Darkness A streetlight shining through the window, Blues saxophone on the radio, And the sounds of the city, Turn my bedroom into film noir The Bottle does its trick That sweet-fire taste And there're tears on my face, But they shouldn't be there anymore The Bottle pours, My hand betrays me, And I have another Still plenty of that amber liquid, To chase the pain away And the sax is talking to me Telling me a sad story Of a love lost and a beautiful woman... I look down and find comfort In a pair of worn leather shoes, the familiar feeling of my .45, And the scotch burning its way down... No, she doesn't talk to me anymore Can't say that I blame her I wouldn’t talk to me either I watch the Bottle pour another...

A Shot At Laughs With Tila Tequila Lmao!!!
Anyone who really knows me, knows my true hatred for reality television shows. ESPECIALLY, the shows where someone (and celebrities are the worst!!) tries to "find" love by auditioning and recruiting 20-30 ill-adjusted, attention-seeking fucktards. A Shot At Love With Tila Tequila is one of them. I never saw the first season, and didn't see the second season until a friend bugged and bugged me to watch the fuckin' marathon that was on yesterday. So I did, and as I expected, it was bullshit sprinkled with fairy stardust, served on a retarded platter. 15 guys and 15 girls competing and jockeying for the attention of a Vietnamese sex kitten. And don't get me wrong, Tila would get my deep dick probe in a heartbeat, just as long as she wouldn't force me to listen to her sing. But these shows make a mockery of what a true relationship, and what "finding" love really is. And as mildly amusing as the show was, it is still one of the biggest reasons our society as a whole is falling apart

Shotgunnin' Coors Light With Bob
Well, I am sure you are tired of hearing about my quixotic relationship with BOB. But i have to tell you that I just cannot help myself. He is the sexiest man I have ever laid eyes on. I just wanna lick him! I dreamt of him just the other night. He knocked on my door and had two Coors Lights in the little plastic thingy and handed them to me as I stood in the doorway. He said, "Shotgun?" Well, being the show off I am when it comes to shotgunnin’ beer, I said, "Pocket knife?" Handing me a nice little piece of hardware, he gave me that sexy little wink. I just couldn’t resist shockin’ the man. I took the knife, jabbed a hole in the side, tipped it up, popped the top and downed that fucker in 4 seconds. (Now, honest truth...I can do this from time to time. ) Wiping the blade on my blue jeans, I handed the blade handle-side back to BOB. However, the shock was all mine when BOB reached out took the other beer and repeated the exact same motions I had performed for him...only h

20 Shots
A man walks into a bar and yells "Bartender, give me twenty shots of your best single malt scotch!" The bartender pours the shots and the man drinks them down one at a time, as fast as he can. The bartender says "Wow, I never saw anyonebody drink that fast" The man replies by saying, "Well, you'd drink fast if you had what I have" The bartender says "Oh my god, what do you have??!!" The man says "Fifty cents"

Shotgun Blues...
Shotgun blues I'm singin' So damned tired of this pain Too long buried in mistakes Misused and sorely abused Drowning in what I was Never will I be what I swore I needed you to stay Gods I'm glad you're gone Believe what you have Dismiss what was I know what you think of me I'm just a bastard, but at least I admit it I'll just sit here drinking and thinking Click Click Boom....

Shots In My Lower Back Forthe Pain
WELL IT'S BEEN ABOUT A MONTH (EVERY TWO WEEKS) SINCE I HAVE BEEN GETTING SHOTS IN MY LOWER BACK TO HELP WITH THE PAIN. WELL THE SHOTS ONLY LAST FOR ABOUT 4 DAYS....I JUST GOT ONE DONE TODAY AND SO FAR NOTHING HAS CHANGED TODAY WITH HOW I FEEL....IF THIS KEEPS UP LIKE THIS I'M GOING TO END UP HAVING SURGERY ON MY LOWER BACK AFTER THE NEW YEAR....I WILL UPDATE EVERYONE ABOUT THIS AFTER JANUARY 15 WHEN I SEE MY ORTHOPEDIC DOCTOR AGAIN....

A Shotgun And A Single Shell
A Shotgun and A Single Shell. Thats all i need to end all the pain and confusion. Thats all i need to get these thoughts out of my head. Thats all i need to make the ones i love feel like they have a shot at happiness. A shotgun and a single shell. Thats all it will take to finally spill all these words i've wanted to say for so long but just didn't know how. All the things i needed to say but didn't. All the apologies i should have given you. All the things i've done and seen in my life that i just didn't think you were interested in hearing. All the things i've done wrong and the few i've done right. A shotgun and a single shell. Thats all i need to be able to spill all the right words. But When you finally see the words would you take the time to make sense of them all? Or would you just keep walking and trample them under your feet.... Someday I'll make everything ok, someday you will have all the things you deserve to have and there will be no one to hold you bac

5 Shots Of Whiskey
Livin alone, singin my songs Thinkin bout the good times when you were my own Lady you taught me how to hurt and cry, and each day I'm not with you I die more inside Honey sweet lady why did you go? and leave me here dying all alone in my world? It's all gone wrong since you've been gone So give me 5 shots of whiskey to help kill the misery and pain you put me through Thanks for the good times, for they were the best of my life I spent with you Now what can I do? Walkin' on Broadway not havin a care I see you and your new guy who's strokin' your hair And I can't keep staying here in my hometown, got to get on with my life somehow It's all gone wrong since you've been gone So give me 5 shots of whiskey to help kill the misery and pain you put me through Thanks for the good times, for they were the best of my life I spent with you and I still love you

Shot Glass Candles
glass shot glasses old candles stove pan old measuring cup wick wax dye(optional) 1.Break up all your old half burnt candles in to the measuring cup. You can use discolored wax if you are using wax dye 2.Put the measuring cup in to a pan of boiling water and leave to melt 3.When the wax has almost melted down completely add the wax dye 4.Cut wick to fit the shot glasses 5.Put the wicks inside the shot glasses (Make sure only to use glass shot glasses, plastic ones will melt) 6.When the wax is melted completely pour a measure in to each shot glass(careful not to submerge to wick) 7.When the wax is almost completely set move the wick in to the center of the glass and leave to set

Shot To Hell
Well I was in a good mood earlier tonight. Now it sucks. I think I'm just going to have a smoke and call it a night. I'll check back in here to see if anyone has anything to say though. Ugh. I thought today was suppose to be a day where people were in good moods?

A Shot In The Darkness
Well lately I have confounded the wise and I have laid my emotions to rest. my heart in shambles, picking up the pieces isnt easy, but im not alone. and with every new endeavor comes a new outlook in life. im tired of this, and i will let it die. amidst the darkness... comes light. in the most beautiful of kinds. my dear friend i love you. armed with a flashlight and that dazzling smile i came to you with my doubt and my fears the heart i pinned to my sleeve had become a mess of tears on the floor as you bent to pick up the mess i had made our eyes connected and our hearts touched you have changed my life. late nights become our emotional burial grounds riddled pieces clutter the floor the sounds of laughter drown out the breaking of two hearts that had once been long tarnished hope flutters, leaving our heads spinning wishing this night could last forever the dimming of our eyes tells us its time ill be waiting, wishing, hoping to find love in the eyes that loo

Shot In The Dark
Well lately I have confounded the wise and I have laid my emotions to rest. my heart in shambles, picking up the pieces isnt easy, but im not alone. and with every new endeavor comes a new outlook in life. im tired of this, and i will let it die. amidst the darkness... comes light. in the most beautiful of kinds. my dear friend i love you. armed with a flashlight and that dazzling smile i came to you with my doubt and my fears the heart i pinned to my sleeve had become a mess of tears on the floor as you bent to pick up the mess i had made our eyes connected and our hearts touched you have changed my life. late nights become our emotional burial grounds riddled pieces clutter the floor the sounds of laughter drown out the breaking of two hearts that had once been long tarnished hope flutters, leaving our heads spinning wishing this night could last forever the dimming of our eyes tells us its time ill be waiting, wishing, hoping to find love in the eyes that l

Shot
As the blood leaks out and the air reaches in, the early feeling of death starts to begin with a bullet lodged in your chest, you think of your life and hope for the best You think of you family, you think of your friends you start to get cold. you know its the end With your eyes closed tight you start to cry The last drop of your blood drips , and then you die

A Shot In The Dark
Around midnight last night I saw an emergency vehicle roar by on the dirt road in front of my house. Going outside I watched as 9 more vehicles roared by to the house on the 2 1/2 acres next to mine. Soon some of their family began arriving. We. my granddaughter and I heard screams of agony. Then a young man roared out in an agonized voice "NO.NO,NO not dad! It was spine tingling to hear him. We went over to ask what had happened. The owners brother-in-law told us that Mike had killed himself. Mike was the last person you would expect to kill himself. He was a plummer. He had worked for months to remodel the interior of the house, landscape the acreage, plant trees and shrubs. He was industrious and always waved when he drove by. I reckon he was in his mid 40s. He had an old 1940s Army 3/4 ton truck out front along with a cannon mounted in the yard. The family has said they will move out. No one has came back since last night. I will miss seeing his friendly face every day....

Shots Up. He Plays With Go
Training Camp is done and the pre-season games have begun. Some quick Raptors thoughts for a Wednesday. 1. JOHN LUCAS: Solid pickup as a third point. Did a respectable job last year in Chicago. Scoring-minded guard. Not a bit shy about getting his shots up. He plays with good energy. Very aware/alert player with a commanding presence. Hell give the team a lift when he gets his opportunities. Upbeat personality that is a good fit. 2. AARON GRAY: This guy gets it. Plays his role well. Rugged and physical. Hes an ideal fifth big and can really help some nights when the matchups are right. He sets terrific screens and will fight on the glass. When I look at the improvement of this team its nice to have the luxury of a defensive minded rebounding big like this that will do his job in an effective fashion. 3. JONAS VALANCIUNAS: Will debut on Wednesday in Detroit. Love the idea that he plays his first game on the road, away from the hype to get his feet on the ground. It will help him get se

Shot. He Then Got The Baseball,
CLEVELAND -- To Jim Thome, helping Baltimore win its third straight game meant more than hitting his 610th home run. Thome move past Sammy Sosa into seventh place on the career homers list and Orioles beat the Cleveland Indians 10-2 Friday night. The 41-year-old Thome got his historic home run with a towering 418-foot shot off Derek Lowe (8-8) to open the fourth inning. "The big thing is we won another game," Thome said, wearing a large icepack on his neck. Thats been a long-time postgame ritual to sooth his back that has ached for years, but not put a crimp in his production. "I knew I got it," Thome said of the majestic shot. He then got the baseball, exchanging a bat and two signed balls with the fan who caught it. Thomes homer was his sixth this season and first since being acquired by Baltimore on July 1 from the Philadelphia Phillies for two minor-leaguers. He had signed with the Phillies as a free agent last winter. "Nothing Jim does surprises me and I just feel pretty lucky to

Shotgun Christmas
12 Days of Christmas GUN Lovers style!!!On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…An antique single shot pistol!On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…A double-barreled shotgun!On the third day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…An M3 Submachine Gun an double-barreled shotgun, and an antique single shot pistol!On the fourth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…An M4 Carbinean M3 Submachine gun, double-barreled shotgun, and an antique single shot pistol!On the fifth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…Five gold rings!!n M4 Carbine, M3 Submachine gun, double-barreled shotgun, and an antique single shot pistol!On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…A Colt Frontier Six ShooterFive golden rings, an M4 Carbine, M3 Submachine gun, double-barreled shotgun, and an antique single shot pistol!On the seventh day of Christmas, my true love gave to me…Seven swans… for huntingA Colt Fro

Shout It Out
This is a 'shout out' to: nah - just teasing ... this is just a rant about the shout box ;) So, I post my first blog here yesterday and I was surprised to see people actually read it. I will SHOUT: "Thank You"! For showing an interest and taking your valuable time to read my rant about not being able to play any reindeer games here on "Lost Cherry" (sorry - I just make this stuff up as I go) It's nice to see responses some posted, other left on/in my "shout box" -- which brings me to my subject matter -- The Shout Box ... *growls* So if any if you nod and agree with me on the -growl- that followed that subject, (at least I hope someone did) I oft wonderer if my shout box is the only one here on "Lost Cherry" that is temperamental or not? One day it will work -- the next message it don't! It's truly frustrating to be in the middle of a conversation, only to not be able to reply to anything. I think it may even be worse to 'shout' at someone -- they reply ..

Should I Quit My Job?
Your Job Dissatisfaction Level is 64% Your job is a total bummer, and probably the worst job you've ever had. Your co-workers stink. Your boss is a jerk. And your company is probably in trouble. Think about finding a new job quickly, even if it's just a not-so-great transition job. You've got to get out of there as quickly as you can! Should You Quit Your Job?

Should Children Witness Childbirth?
Should Children Witness Childbirth? Due to a power outage, only one paramedic responded to the call. The house was very, very dark, so the paramedic asked Kathleen, a 3-year-old girl, to hold the light high over her mommy so he could see while he helped deliver the baby. Very diligently Kathleen did as she was asked. Her mother Heidi pushed and pushed, and after a little while Connor was born. The paramedic lifted him by his little feet and spanked him on his bottom. Connor began to cry. The paramedic then thanked Kathleen for her help and asked the wide-eyed 3-year-old what she thought about what she had just witnessed. Kathleen quickly responded, "He shouldn't have crawled in there in the first place. Smack his ass again."

Shout Outs
I wanted to give a shoutout to some people who have really been there for me when i needed someone. Melissa is always there.... Melissa@ LostCherry Penny for talking sense into me like always... JadEz@ LostCherry Robert.....The biggest sweetheart.....Love ya MasterslaveTrainer@ LostCherry Tron for always being concerned...... ~~TRON~~@ LostCherry

Should Of Listened To My Doctor
I'm down t one arm for a little while now. Fractured my rotary joint in 5 places in my right elbow 9 years ago in a skateboarding accident; and the doctor told me that I had a lot of bone fragments that I needed to have surgically removed. I was 16 and he was a docotro, so what the hell did he know, so I never went in for the surgery. Well, at work on Saturday, I was picking up a 50 pound bucket of chocolate icing and one of the bone fragments, as they occassionally do, got logged into my rotary joint; and with the weight of the bucket and suddeness of my picking it up, I refractured my rotary joiny and damaged a few nerves in the process. So now I sit here with my arm in a sling with a partial cast, having to use my left arm for everything and able to do hardly anything. Just wanted to bitch a bit so there it is. I miss my arm :(

The Shoutbox...
I may have mentioned this before, but the Shoutbox is NOT the best way to get ahold of me. Half the time you are probably "shouting" at me and I am not really there, because this thing apparently always has my "Online Now" cherry showing when I'm not even on, since everytime I log on I have a bunch of shouts. Private Messages or Comments are a much better way to get ahold of me. So if you send me a shout and I do not respond, don't take it personally, I'm just not really on-line. :) Also, the only messenger I have is AIM. I don't even really use it. I'm more of a fan of e-mails than instant chatting, and as far as my friends in "real-life" go, I just call them when I want to talk or hang out LoL. For future reference though, my aim is LCSarah79950. You'll probably never see me on it, but feel free to say hello if you do :)

Shout Box
I've been with the LC since 8/2006 and I've learned more about the site tonight than in the past I know the shout box was a real SOB when I first came on the site after posting a shout don't dare move the mouse too far because you will lose everything--try to get to the shout line after selecting before it disappears things like that-- so the improvements are good although the size now is kind of weird but I understand the reason for the increased size--so now to what I learned--there's a limit to the length of the comment allowed in the shout line--but here's the "rub" as they say --you don't know the limit of the length until you send the shout and see only part of it posted--yea yea I know use the comment send feature but shouldn't it just not accept any more input after reaching the limit

Shouldnt Say This.,..but..
Yah Hi its me again, just Needed to vent a Bit More!! I feel Very Down... We are in the Month I hate the Most. and No its not Because my birthday Is coming either. when I get time I will someday, put it all here.

Should I Be Naked Or Something ?
just wanted to post a blog, cause i just realized that apparently i need to have pictures of my shirt off, my private area, or just a completely naked set of photos of myself to get attention on here, cause if i dont apparently i am the wierd one....just a thought...what do ya think ?

Should I Stay Or Should I Go Now...
...remember that song? Ok, earlier today, (Thursday 10/26/06), I had a brain fart and decided that I needed to delete this account and stay away from this place. However, I can't believe how many of you sent me emails and messages and you have now convinced me to stay. So, I've re-uploaded one pic for now and I'll get more uploaded later (but now I'm picture commentless!! LOL). Thanks for being great friends...really. Keep on keepin' in touch, k?

Should I Sleep With Men
You scored as Yes you must!. Yes, you should sleep with men, you would feel much better afterwards.Yes you must!75%No.50%Give it one try8%You'd better not!0%Should i try sleeping with men?created with QuizFarm.com

Should I Stay Or Should I Go?
Well I'mm strongly considering leaving here,gonna decide in the next couple days. Sometimes you have to do things that you really dont want to do,but in the end you know its something you NEED to do.

Should I Give Him Another Chance?
Just a clear strait warning, don't come into my heart and think you can play with it, cause believe it or not my heart is stronger than you think. Dont come into my life and think you can rule it cause my fist is stronger when it decides to hit your face. So take your time and think it over, Do you really want another chance? Cause i sure as hell aint gona deal with you bullshit excuses. So if you wanna see me think long and hard and if you think you can handle me then Bring It ON!

Should Be Interesting
BASICS: Name: Age: Location: Height: Hair: Eyes: Piercings/tattoos: OTHER: 1. Where would we go on dates? 3. Do you drink/smoke?? 4. Do you like the beach? 5. If so...would you go with me late at night? 6. Do you like movies? 7. If so would you stay up and watch them with me all night? 8. If I were to take you out to a movie would we watch the movie? 9. If not what would we be doing? 10. Do you play an instrument? 12. Would you call me right after we saw each other to make sure I made it home alright? 14. Favorite body part on a gurl/guy? 17. Would you give me kisses just because? What Would You do if... I cried: I said I liked you: I kissed you: I wanted to have sex with you: I touched your ass: I got dumped: What Do You Think Of My...(lo0k at ma pics) Personality: Eyes: Face: Hair: Clothes: Would You... make me wake up at 4am to buy you something : Keep a secret if I told you one: Hold my hand: Love me: Makeout with me: Hold me in

Should You Get Back With Your Ex?
Should you get back with your Ex? A good ideaThis relationship showed and still shows some promise, and you feel regret at having ended it or having it ended in the first place. Since you still have feelings for him, and since the experience was mostly positive, getting back with this guy is a good idea. It's important not to let whatever happened to split you two up happen again, though, so make sure you and your ex are prefectly clear on the point of not repeating mistakes and not rehashing old problems. Take The Quiz Now!Quizzes by myYearbook.com

Shout Out Pictures
Hey ladies! I wanted to know if any of you would be kind enough to make a picture shout out with a sign that says, "Snuf rocks my world!". If you decide to do this for me, just send me a PM letting me know where the pic is and I'll rip it to my album. Once that's done, you can take it down. Thanks and I hope to get lots of shout outs! -Snuf aka The Choker

Shout Merry Christmas, Not Happy Holiday! ..
Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS, not Happy Holiday! Body: Thank you for sharing this with us Military Momma and your friends! T'was the month before Christmas When all through our land, Not a Christian was praying Nor taking a stand. See the PC Police had taken away, The reason for Christmas - no one could say. The children were told by their schools not to sing, About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things. It might hurt people's feelings, the teachers would say December 25th is just a "Holiday". Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it! CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod Something was changing, something quite odd! Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda. As Targets were hanging their trees upside down At Lowe's the word Christmas - was no where to be found. At K-Mart and Staples and Penny's and Sears You

Should We Prefer Dogs To Women? :o)
1. The later you are, the more excited your dogs are to see you. 2. Dogs don't notice if you call them by another dog's name. 3. Dogs like it if you leave a lot of things on the floor. 4. A dog's parents never visit. 5. Dogs agree that you have to raise your voice to get your point across. 6. Dogs like to do their snooping outside rather than in your wallet or desk 7. You never have to wait for a dog; they're ready to go 24 hours a day. 8. Dogs find you amusing when you're drunk. 9. Dogs like to go hunting and fishing. 10. A dog will not wake you up at night to ask, "If I died, would you get another dog?" 11. If a dog has babies, you can put an ad in the paper and give them away. 12. A dog will let you put a studded collar on it without calling you a pervert. 13. If a dog smells another dog on you, they don't get mad. They just think it's interesting. 14. Dogs like to ride in the back of a pickup truck. And, last but not least: 15. If a dog leaves, it won't take half of y

Should I Be Doing This
So I'm still trying to figure this out. So i have been having sex with my friends wife, with his permission of course. Things are getting to the point that we were wishing we had met one another before we got married. Should I keep having sex with her?

Should These People Own Computers??
1. Compaq is considering changing the command "Press Any Key" to "Press Return Key" because of the flood of calls asking where the "Any" key is. 2. AST tech support had a caller complaining that her mouse was hard to control with the dust cover on. The cover turned out to be the plastic bag the mouse was packaged in. 3. Another Compaq technician received a call from a man complaining that the system wouldn't read word processing files from his old diskettes. After trouble- shooting for magnets and heat failed to diagnose the problem, it was found that the customer labeled the diskettes then rolled them into the typewriter to type the labels. 4. Another AST customer was asked to send a copy of her defective diskettes. A few days later a letter arrived from the customer along with Xeroxed copies of the floppies. 5. A Dell technician advised his customer to put his troubled floppy back in the drive and close the door. The customer asked the tech to hold on, and was heard putting t

Shoutbox!!!
Please stop asking me if i want your dick. I have a man and if you took the time to read my profile you would see that. I happen to be very much in love with and am not going to lose him over some comment. why would i want yours when i can have his anytime that i want? So please you can talk to me like a human being, but dont' shout at me asking me if I want your dick...cuz the answer will always be "NO"

Should I Or Should I Not ?
OK PEOPLE A BIT OF HISTORY HERE THIS IS MY FIRST BLOG AND I DONT KNOW HOW IT WILL GO DOWN BUT HEY HERE GOES . IF ANY OF YOU HAVE SEEN MY PROFILE U WILL KNOW THAT I HAVE A MOST HEAVENLY BODY ALBUM WELL AFTER SEEING SOME PROFILES AND SOME TASTETFULLY DONE NUDE PICS IN HERE I WAS THINKIN MAYBE I SHOULD DO A NUDE VERSION OF IT AND WHEN I SAY NUDE I AM NOT TALKIN PLAYBOY TYPE PICS IM TALKIN SUBTLE NUDE SO GET BACK TO ME AND TELL ME WHAT YA ALL THINK . BTW IF THIS IDEA OFFENDS ANY OF THE LADIES IN LC I APOLOGISE THAT IS NOT MY INTENTION

Should The Us Begin Pulling Troops Out Of Iraq, Or Should It Add 30,000 More To The Effort As Some Politicians Are Suggesting?
This is the question posted in today's paper. This morning's paper was kind of a irritating. They showed a cartoon--scrooge (Bush) with the ghosts of christmas past (Iraq Past), present (Iraq Present), and future (Iraq Yet To Come). Underneath it said "He wasn't kidding when he said he has no trouble sleeping at night." Every so often, they'll post a question and tell readers to send in their answers. Last week's question which was posted with some answers in today's paper was: What Is Your Christmas Wish? One woman mentioned something about wanting all of our people home; the homeless and seniors getting the help they need; and people understanding the meaning of christmas all year round. Then there was a guy who wanted to offer a prayer for the US Armed Forces. That's not the reason for this. The reason is next week's question-- Should the US begin pulling troops out of Iraq, or should it add 30,000 plus troops to the effort there as some politicians are suggesting? Th

Should Be Ashamed, But Strangly Proud!
You Are Barney You could have been an intellectual leader... Instead, your whole life is an homage to beer You will be remembered for: your beautiful singing voice and your burps Your life philosophy: "There's nothing like beer to give you that inflated sense of self-esteem." The Simpsons Personality Test

Shoulder Pain
well this sucks the day after xmas of all things i have to screw up my shoulder so bad that i can barely use my arm and it hurts so bad i could scream. I fell about 2 ft out a window and fractured it bruised the tendons severely and dislocated it how fun and I have to type with one hand and it sucks. Luckily i have some friends who are helping me but its going to be a long battle....

Shouldve I Or Shouldnt I?
Last year I met a guy offline and dated him for 3 months. We spent most of the time at his place. I lived over 100 miles away one way. he brought me back to my hometown for my grandmas birthday party. I thought I was actually getting somewhere with him. I introduced him to my friends when we came back. They actually liked him. (which is unusual) He had asked my best friend to go back to his place with us and informed me we would hook her up with one of his many single friends. After we ended up at his place we decided to go looking. I was driving and got lost. U know men dont stop and ask for directions so I did. The guy giving directions was flirting with my friend. I was accused of flirting and cheating. well my boyfriend got mad and started yelling and tried to throw my friend out of the car. He started driving with my feet still out the door. then when we got to his place my friend told him she wanted to go home and i was pissed he would act like that so I informed him I was goin

The Shout Box
I starting seriously not like the shout box... anyone else out there feel me on this one.. the shout box is getting annoying... any conversation of there takes way to long cause you have to cause clicking the damn thing... so if yall wanna chat with me... hit me up on yahoo... my screen name is THETEXASFIREBIRD... if you add me just let me know your are frm CT and i will add you to my list..

Shoutbox Chat
I just want 2 let ya know that I'm sorry if I don't answer your shoutbox chat comments, but I leave my Cherry window open while multi tasking. I'm a webmistress so I'm on and off line all day working on one thing or another. So please don't take it personly if I don't reply!!!!! Deep Wet Kisses Rachel xoxx

Shoutbox
Hello everyone . I just wanted to say that at work during the day my shoutbox does not work. The font type it needs to work I dont have installed on my computer. This computer is old. My computer at home at night works fine . Anyway I can recieve messages love them too!! I didnt want any of you to think I was ignoring you. I appreciate you and we have alot of fun!! I hope you all have an awesome weekend!!!! CHEERS!!!

Shouldn't All The Bush Supporters Move To Iraq ?
Shouldn't All The Bush Supporters Move To Iraq ? Bush needs help to win his War For Oil, so all of you Bush supporters ought to put your lives where your mouths are and join the Army so you can help Bush win. Have You Joined TWITS For BUSH Yet ? There is a group on Yahoo called TWITS for Bush thst ..... We are a group for the Idiots who still support Bush or for those people who just like to pick on anyone who is still stupid enough to support Bush. CLICK ON THE BELOW PICTURE TO CHECK OUT TWITS For BUSH CLICK on The Above Picture To See What Is Good For You CLICK HERE To Check Us Out Today " http://us.a2.yahoofs.com/groups/g_18129656/.HomePage/__sr_/edd6.jpg?grAIoqFBeZUzOTvO http://groups.yahoo.com/group/TwitsForBush/

Should You Set Goals?
Should You Set Goals? Philippians 3:10-14 Verse after verse of Scripture encourages believers to trust God for their needs. Some people, including church leaders, think those passages indicate believers should not set their own goals. To them, setting goals indicates a lack of confidence in our heavenly Father. But, this interpretation fails to acknowledge trust as an important discipline and turns it into apathy. Goal setting helps us determine where to focus our energy to accomplish the work the Lord has for us to do (Ephesians 2:10). It is also scriptural. In Genesis 6, we learn Noah built an ark with God’s instruction. In chapter 24 of Genesis, Abraham sent a servant out to find a wife for his son Isaac. And in Genesis 41, Joseph stockpiled food to supply Egypt through a famine. In Philippians 3:10-14, the apostle Paul sought deeper knowledge of Jesus Christ. As any of these wise men could confirm, reaching for a goal increases faith. Stretch a rubber ban

Should I Stay Or Should I Go?
It seems the novelty of CT has worn off. I've been tossing around the idea of deleting my account for a few weeks now. I'm just not sure if I should go through with it or not. I mean, don't get me wrong, I like the site and all. I dunno. I'll give it the weekend and if nothing's changed then I'll be outta here.

Shoutbox Annoyances...
Someone has posted a bulletin complaining about shoutboxes and the lack of responses from shoutbacks, especially from women. LOL... Wrong thing to say to me!! Hee hee..... This was my response: "LOL... I understand.... Not making excuses for everyone though... and, btw, I don't think we have chatted before (but that is besides the point)....when I chat through the chat boxes it is often for quick conversations. LOL... Sometimes, too, the shout boxes stick and that cannot be blamed on a soul (excepting maybe the powers that be)... LOL... On the other hand, because I am expecting short conversations on the shout boxes I often jump up and down from the computer desk area so that I don't get glued to the chair for-ever. They could have, too, done so..... LOL... And, sometimes we forget to put the stepping away message on while we go to grab a quick drink or snack... or go pee... or get sidetracked with other issues of life, such as answering phones, clea

Shoulder Surgery
well, after 5 years i got the surgery. 1 yr recovery, after 4 mo be able to get surgery on left. getting somewhat better coordination now, so that means that there will be songs stories and poetry written soon. WOOHOO! anyways more to come soon JJ

Should Kids Be Spanked????????
HERE IS A ARTICLE I FOUND TELL ME WAT YA THINK? California lawmaker seeks spanking ban Sat Jan 20, 6:48 AM ET SACRAMENTO, Calif. - California parents could face jail and a fine for spanking their young children under legislation a state lawmaker has promised to introduce next week. ADVERTISEMENT Democratic Assemblywoman Sally Lieber said such a law is needed because spanking victimizes helpless children and breeds violence in society. "I think it's pretty hard to argue you need to beat a child," Lieber said. "Is it OK to whip a 1-year-old or a 6-month-old or a newborn?" Lieber said her proposal would make spanking, hitting and slapping a child under 4 years old a misdemeanor. Adults could face up to a year in jail and a $1,000 fine. Aides to the assemblywoman said they are still working on a definition for spanking. Some Republican lawmakers called the idea ridiculous. But Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger said he may be receptive to it even though he h

Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda ~ Brian Mcknight
Mmm, mmm Alright, yeah Listen Baby, can you put them bags down Just wait hold on for a minute Gotta say a couple things before you go Even though I know that we're finished I don't want you to leave without knowin' Just where I'm comin' from, babe I just wanna say I made a big mistake And now I gotta face the fact that I Shoulda been a better man The kinda man that you needed Woulda been better off If I done right by you I coulda done this, I coulda done that But I know I can't go back 'Cause now it's just too late I'm sayin' shoulda woulda coulda, yeah I can tell by the look on your face You ain't tryin' to hear what I'm sayin' Maybe you done heard all of this before To her this ain't no game that I'm playin' This may be the last chance I ever have To talk to you before you go So I gotta say I made I big mistake Girl, you know it's killin' me that I Shoulda been a better man The kinda man that you needed Woulda be

Should 'the Drunk One' Stop Drinking?
Should 'the drunk one' Stop Drinking? People have been telling me lately that I should stop drinking. Thereore I have been pondering over wether or not I should stop. Top Ten Reasons to Stop 1. The hangovers. Inever get hangovers so this doesn't apply to me. 2. Legally forced too. Doesn't apply to me. 3. Mean when you drink. Not me I am very loveable and funny when I drink. 4. Medical Reason. I'm in tip top shape. 5. Keep waking up next to the coyote ugly. Never happened to me I never get that drunk. 6. Keep loosing your car. I always walk to the bar or drink at home, so I always know where it is. 7. Always over sleeping. I actually get up earlier if I've been drinking. 8. Really high bar tab. I get alot of my drinks for free. 9. The bar tender gets you your drink before you even sit down. That's a problem, huh I thought it was a good thing. 10. If you don't drink for a day the bar loses money. I don't think that has ever happ

Shout At The Devil
He's the wolf screaming lonely in the night He's the blood stain on the stage He's the tear in your eye Been tempted by his lie He's the knife in your back He's rage He's the razor to the knife Oh, lonely is our lives My heads spinnin' round and round But in the seasons of wither We'll stand and deliver Be strong and laugh and [Chorus:] Shout-shout-shout Shout at the devil He'll be the love in your eyes He'll be the blood between your thighs And then have you Cry for more He'll put strength to the test He'll put the thrill back in bed Sure you've heard it all before He'll be the risk in the kiss Might be anger on your lips Might run scared for the door But in seasons of wither We'll stand and deliver Be strong and laugh and...

Shoutbox
Hello my lovely Cherry Friends If you shout at me through my shoutbox and I don't respond..I'm not ignoring you...I sometimes gets swamped with shouts and I just can't respond... please... leave me messages instead. I promise to get back to you with in a day or so. I just started a new job.. so I'm not gonna be on here as much... but I still want to make new friends..and chat... so leave me messages... :D xoxoxox Glenna

Shoulder My Load
I asked for serenity; And, someone to help shoulder my load. Because I’ve been my own worst enemy; On this long bumpy road. Abuses of life Have left my heart filled with strife Young man showing age past his time. Can’t understand how I’ve wasted my prime. Chased demons and ghosts The devil was my host My existence abused For not following the simplest of rules Life a tattered mess Showing physical signs of excess stress Yet there is some sunlight It leads down a path to the right A promise of peace of mind for me And a chance to truly be free. Because I asked for serenity And, someone to help shoulder my load. A savior died for me; And smoothed out this old bumpy road.

Should Girls Be Forced To Be To Receive Hpv Vaccine?
Misc. News : Non-f.ood Things Last Updated: Jan 31, 2007 - 8:47:17 PM -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Should girls be forced to receive HPV vaccine? By Ben Wasserman - foodconsumer.org Jan 31, 2007 - 11:24:46 AM E.mail t.his a.rticle P.rinter f.riendly p.age Get n.ewsletter Merck is vigorously lobbying state lawmakers to pass legislation to add its new vaccine against cervical cancer in the list of vaccinations that children are required to receive to be admitted into school, according to news reports. Gardasil is the first vaccine the Food and Drug Administration approved in June 2006 for use in females ages 9-26 years to prevent cervical cancer, which in most cases results from infection of human papillomavirus or HPV. Trial results indicated that the recombinant vaccine is safe and effective against HPV types 6, 11, 16 and 18, which are responsible for about 70 percent of the total cases of cervical cancer

Should We Leave Iraq? Read This And Then Decide.
Following the article I sent about Bush's national address and troop increase, I thought it was a good idea to let you all know what the perspective is over here. I'm tired of hearing the media's skewed version, the politicians squabbling over what they read in a report, and the average ill-informed American ranting about things he knows NOTHING about. I've been over here a couple of months now, and I've learned more about this country than a year's worth of watching CNN. I've sat in mission briefs with Colonels, talked with village elders, had tea with Shieks, played with the kids. And I agree with the President. We need more troops and we need to take greater action. There are 3 major factions here. The Sunnis, Shiites, and Kurds. The Shiites are in the majority, but Saddam was a Sunni, so he kept the Shiites in check. Everyone hates the Kurds, who are Christian and in the vast minority. The Kurds received the brunt of Saddam's murderous tyranny. Now that Saddam is

Shout Box
i'm just wonder ing if my shout box thing is busted or something, i type to people but havent gotten a respoce all day.... maybe it's bust or i am disliked. so send me a message please someone, so we can see if i get it or can return a message.

Should I Stay Or Should I Go?
My question is, is it worth it to stay on CT knowing that if I do, I will be harrassed for the remaining time I'm on here, or should I just give in and leave??? I seriously want feedback on this.

Should I Stay Or Should I Go
i'm so comfused why can't i be that person that every one wants me to be the gurl that does absolutely nuth'n wrong well then because i wouldn't be me i don't kno wut i have done that is so bad that my mom can't even look at me or that she wont even say a word to me well then fuck her i'm out but i cant cuzz i want to be wit my baby and it's already hard enough as it is to see each other so if i move then wut would we do? so this is why i am so confused i can't leave cuzz then i would leave the best thing that has ever happend to me behind but i can't stay cuzz then i don't kno wut i would do when i can't control myself and all the shit i do and besides that if i do leave i won't have anywhere to go anywayz cuzz i did the same thing to the fam i have down where i used to live as i did here i disapointed all of them it's like i can't get close to anyone cuzz all i do is hurt them. every single person that i have been around has sumway been pissed off or juss flat out disapionted in m