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" My Heart Is Torn In The Piece"
I see a happy couples hold the hands I see Children are laugh when they are playing My heart is torn in the piece I see a wife and husband smiling when they are kissed I see a man celebration for a newborn baby My heart is still torn in the piece I see people around me being laugh, smiling, yelling and in love my heart is broke because I was once of them

" Life Is Really Fucked Up"
Life is really fucked up! Life is Shallow I hate closedminded people! I hate shallow people I hate people who is easily jealous I hate being stood up I hate people being idiot I hate people acting idiot I hate people have no clue who I am I am not fuc*ing change myself for anyone if People think I am ugly. I don't give the fuck. if people think I am hot.. who cares.. I am natural beautiful.. I am proud who I am Life is really fucked up! Life is Swallow if people don't like me, then go to hell if people respect me, it is good and welcome to hell. WTF! GOD I NEED MORE PEOPLE WHO IS OPENMINDED! LIFE IS FUCKED UP! GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love Triangle
Love Triangle By JenJo Jen and Lance are in bed. They have been teasing and loving each other for hours. Jen is on top, and she is savoring the feel of Lance's big cock in her pussy. She has her legs wrapped around Lance's. Every now and then Lance flexes his shaft, which is buried to the hilt in Jen's hot, little box. Jen moans, but does not move. They hear Rick come in the other room. Lance and Jen, loving the sensations of fucking each other, do not move. The bedroom door quietly opens and Rick peeks in. "Wow," he says softly. "You look beautiful, darling, with Lance prick deep inside of you. Your eyes are closed, but a small smile plays on your lovely lips, and you murmur, "Mmmm." "Hold still," Rick says. And Jen and Lance can feel his weight as he joins them on the bed. Jen's ass is turned towards him. Rick feels Lance's cock buried in Jen's pussy. It was wet and slick. Rick kisses Jen's bum, massaging some of her and Lance's juices around Jen's golden entrance. Rick'

The Party
The Party By JenJo & Rick Hank had promised to take Jen to a party. She had a sexy little black dress to wear that fitted her voluptuous body like a glove, like she was poured into it. The dress highlighted and clung to her large breasts. Her carefully applied make-up highlighted Jen’s sexy hazel eyes. Her curly brown hair was soft and wavy and pretty. The party was crowded with people milling about all the time. Sometimes couples would disappear for awhile. “The upstairs has got bedrooms for the guests, so they can grab a quickie if they want.” “Helluva party,” exclaimed Jen. “Hey, there’s Lance and his date,” said Hank. “You remember, don’t you Jen; I’ve talked about Lance a lot. . . . Hey, Lance.” Lance waved and came over to the couple. Lance had a voluptuous redhead on his arm, and Jen secretly compared her tits with the redhead’s. Jen won hands down (or perhaps she should say hands up—she giggled). Lance introduced his date to Hank and Jen. “Th

Out Of Reah Lyric
Knew the signs Wasn't right I was stupid for a while Swept away by you And now I feel like a fool So confused, My heart's bruised Was I ever loved by you? Out of reach, so far I never had your heart Out of reach, Couldn't see We were never Meant to be Catch myself From despair I could drown If I stay here Keeping busy everyday I know I will be OK But I was So confused, My heart's bruised Was I ever loved by you? Out of reach, so far I never had your heart Out of reach, Couldn't see We were never Meant to be So much hurt, So much pain Takes a while To regain What is lost inside And I hope that in time, You'll be out of my mind And I'll be over you But now I'm So confused, My heart's bruised Was I ever loved by you? Out of reach, So far I never had your heart Out of reach, Couldn't see We were never Meant to be Out of reach, So far You never gave your heart In my reach, I can see There's a life out there For me

A Woman's Worth...
The following isn't something I would normally post, as I am not necessarily a "religious" person. However, the meaning remains the same in any context and has meaning for me. Thanks Dana, I've read this often since you sent it to me and it still strikes a chord deep within me. They cry when they are happy and laugh when they are nervous. They fight for what they believe in. They stand up to injustice. They don't take "no" for an answer when they believe there is a better solution. They go without so their family doesn't have to. They go to the doctor with a frightened friend. They love unconditionally. They cry when their children excel and cheer when their friends get awards. They are happy when they hear about a birth or a wedding. Their hearts break when a friend dies. They grieve at the loss of a family member, yet they are strong when they think there is no strength left. They know that a hug and a kiss can heal a broken h

Drowning Through Life...
Drowning through life, never knowing when the next wave will come, trying to take me under. Waiting for the other shoe to drop, knowing it will, knowing I can't do anything to stop it. Wondering when it will be my time to shine, when do I get to be in the sun and not get burned. Drifting, drowning, hoping, praying, wishing, dreaming. Never feeling good enough, never feeling like I am enough, never knowing what will come next. I cast my gaze upward and ask, When will it finally be enough? When is it my turn? When do I finally get to live? 7 January 2006

All My Life
All my life I hoped to meet the perfect man. Someone who would love me and understand. So many have hurt me, so many have lied. All those times scarred me, all those times I cried. I felt like something was missing from me. Something I couldn't see. I was too scarred to love... which hurt me all the more. I was tired of being treated so bad, so poor. Too tired to look, too tired to try. I thought I would never meet that special guy. Then, to my surprise, I met you. The feelings felt so new. I felt like I was learning to love all over again. You're not just my love, you're my best friend. Your kind words, your humor, your soft touch. Are just some of the reasons why I love you so much. You are the one who makes me smile. You make everything worthwhile. What was missing, now I can see. You are the one, you completed me. I fall more in love with you each day. With you forever I will stay. And if one day w

Oh Snap And Shit
Haha. I got second for prose. Woot woot. To bad it was a practice meet and not the real thing, or I would have gone to regionals, but district is coming up. Plus, Stark reading contest is tomorrow so hopefully I'll go to regionals and get some scholarship moolah. Anyway, I have nothing to say.

The Switch
The Switch A young man wanted to purchase a gift for his new sweetie for Valentine's Day. As they had not been dating very long, it was very difficult decision. After careful consideration he decided a good gift would be a pair of gloves. Accompanied by his sister, he went to the store and bought the gloves. His sister purchased a pair of panties at the same time. The clerk carefully wrapped both items but in the process got them mixed up. The sister was handed the gloves and the young man got the panties. The young man mailed his Valentine's Day gift with the following note: "This special Valentines Day gift was chosen because I noticed you are in the habit of not wearing any when we go out in the evenings. If it had not been for my sister, I would have chosen the ones with buttons, but she prefers short ones that are much easier to remove. "These are a lovely shade, the lady I bought them from showed me the pair she had been wearing for the past three weeks and t

Everybody Wants Me...i Mean You
You see 'em comin' at you every night Strung on pretension, they fall for you at first sight You know their business, you think it's a bore They make you restless, it's nothin' you ain't seen before Get around town, spend your time on the run You never let down, say you do it for fun Never miss a play, though you make quite a few You give it all away - everybody wants you You crave attention, you can never say "no" Throw your affections any way the wind blows You always make it, you're on top of the scene You sell the copy like the cover of a magazine Puttin' on the eyes 'til there's nobody else You never realize what you do to yourself The things that they see make the daily reviews You never get free - everybody wants you Everybody knows you Everybody snows you Everybody needs you, leads you, bleeds you Nights of confusion and impossible dreams Days at the mirror, patchin' up around the seams You got your glory, you paid for it all You take your pension i

Stinkfist
Something has to change. Un-deniable dilemma. Boredoms not a burden Anyone should bear. Constant over stimulation numbs me But I wouldnt want you Any other way. Just, not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy. I said, I dont want it. I just need it. To breathe, to feel, to know Im alive. Finger deep within the borderline. Show me that you love me and that we belong together. Relax, turn around and take my hand. I can help you change Tired moments into pleasure. Say the word and well be Well upon our way. Blend and balance Pain and comfort Deep within you Till you will not want me any other way. But, its not enough. I need more. Nothing seems to satisfy. I said, I dont want it. I just need it. To breathe, to feel, to know Im alive. Knuckle deep inside the borderline. This may hurt a little but its something youll get used to. Relax. slip away. Something kinda sad about The way that things have come to be. Desensitized to everyth

Fun Times.
I was thinking last night that it won't be long til I get to see Jason!!! *Lil Bruder* I have to remember to tell him a little story from Friday night and I have got to get him drunk! He's fun when he's drunk. =) Just a little rambling cause I'm excited to see lil bro. =)

Douma
Douma-The Angel of Silence And of the Stillness of Death.Douma is also the tutelary angel of Egypt, prince of Hell, and angel of vindication. The Zohar speaks of him as having "tens of thousands of angels of destruction" under him, and as being "chief of demons in gehinnim(i.e., Hell) with 12,00 myriads of attendants, all charged with the punishment of the shouls of sinners." [rf. Muller, History of Jewish Mysticism.] In the Babylonian legend of the descent of Istar into Hades, Douma shows up as the guardian of the 14th gate. [Rf. forlong, encyclopedia of Religions.] Douma is a popular figure in Yiddish folklore. I. B. Singer's Short Friday(1964), a collection of stories, mentions douma as a "thousand-eyed angel of death, armed with a fiery rod or flaming sword."

Operation Beauty Queen Punk
Its an unreal source of power. Its an accomplishment that can hardly counts for much. But its a start. Stage 1 has been completed and there is no stopping the firing squad now. Ever been shot by a womans success before? Have you ever seen the odds a torn woman can defeat? Damn then ur blind! We all look for the road to happiness...I was inspired with the theory this morning and was the right thing I needed to hear in order to let a flow of words spew. It gave me the boot in the ass I needed... There was no hope in waiting. So I grabbed that bull by the horns, threw its ass to the ground and stood with a stelleto in its back as a trophy winner. This moment will proove that I am a woman with more than any other I have known. Egotistical u ask?.....FUCK YA....You know I am! It has been said that this is what makes me the perfect prize. I am no prize...I am only successful. I am no trophy...But I will be his goddess. Certain times in our lives we get that NOS boost and we ar

A Valentine's Day One....(story #9)
She had been planning this day ever since the first hints of cupids and candy hearts had hit the shelves. Valentine's Day had never been a big deal for either of them-to them it was just another day in the year. That was what was going to mak,e tonight such a surprise. There was no way he would be expecting the night she had been planning. At least she hoped not. First thing was first, she had to start getting dinner ready. The Cornish hens were hiding in the back, of the freezer and she pulled them out, unwrapping them and sitting them in the microwave to defrost. While they were defrosting, she pulled out the dried cherries in amaretto she had mixed togethere before she'd left that morning. This was going to be an amazing dinner and she hoped it tasted as good as it sounded. She checked the hens,k frowning when she saw they were still partly frozen. Resetting the microwave she started to saute the celery and onion mixing it with the cherries and breadcrumbs. Now that the stuffing

What Do You Want From Me?
As you look around this room tonight Settle in your seat and dim the lights Do you want my blood, do you want my tears What do you want from me? Should I sing until I can't sing anymore Play these strings until my fingers are raw You're so hard to please What do you want from me? Do you think that I know something you don't know What do you want from me? If I don't promise you the answers would you go What do you want from me? Should I stand out in the rain Do you want me to make a daisy chain for you I'm not the one you need What do you want from me? You can have anything you want You can drift, you can dream, even walk on water Anything you want You can own everything you see Sell your soul for complete control Is that really what you need You can lose yourself in this night See inside there is nothing to hide Turn and face the light What do you want from me?

****alphabet Of Praise*******
A lthough things are not perfect B ecause of trial or pain C ontinue in thanksgiving D o not begin to blame E ven when the times are hard F ierce winds are bound to blow G od is forever able H old on to what you know I magine life without His love J oy would cease to be K eep thanking Him for all the things L ove imparts to thee M ove out of "Camp Complaining" N o weapon that is known O n earth can yield the power P raise can do alone Q uit looking at the future R edeem the time at hand S tart every day with worship T o "thank" is a command U ntil we see Him coming V ictorious in the sky W e'll run the race with gratitude X alting God most high Y es, there'll be good times and yes some will be bad, but... Z ion waits in glory...where none are ever sad! "I AM Too blessed to be stressed!" The shortest distance between a problem and a solution is the distance between your knees and the floor. The one who

What Car Should You Drive
You Should Drive a Bentley Azure You're all flash, and you love to show off to anyone who will watch. And you're such a high roller, this is just one car of many for you...What 2007 Car Should You Drive?

Connecticut Barbies
GREENWICH BARBIE This princess Barbie is sold only at The Mall in Old Greenwich Green. She comes with an assortment of Louis Vuitton handbags, a Lexus SUV, a long-haired foreign dog named Honey and a cookie-cutter house. Available with or without tummy tuck and face lift. Workaholic Ken sold only in conjunction with the augmented version. WILTON BARBIE The modern day homemaker Barbie is available with Ford Windstar Minivan and matching gym outfit.. She gets lost easily and has no ! full-time occupation. Traffic jamming cell phone sold separately. HARTFORD BARBIE This recently paroled Barbie comes with a 9mm handgun, a Ray Lewis knife, a Chevy with dark tinted windows, and a Meth Lab Kit. This model is only available after dark and must be paid for in cash (preferably small, untraceable bills) ...unless you are a cop, then we don't know what you are talking about. GLASTONBURY BARBIE This yuppie Bar comes with your choice of BMW convertible or Hummer

Good Girls Vs. Bad Girls
GOOD GIRLS Vs. BAD GIRLS Good Girls blush during love scenes in a movie. Bad girls know they could do it better Good girls loosen a few buttons when its hot. Bad girls make it hot by loosening a few buttons Good girls only own one credit card and rarely use it Bad Girls only own one bra and rarely uses it Good girls pack their toothbrush Bad girls pack their diaphragms Good girls prefer the missionary position Bad girls do too, but only for starters Good girls say no Bad girls say when? Good Girls think they're not fully dressed with out a strand of pearls Bad girls think they ARE fully dressed with just a strand of pearls Good girls wax their floors Bad girls wax their bikini lines Good girls wear heels to work Bad girls wear heels to bed Are you a Good Girl or a Bad Girl? Well I will have to say for myself I am 99% Bad 1% Good.. lol Sucks and Licks, Missy = )~

Help Me Here
Ive been back and forth to a decision that could make my life hell or heaven. By rejoining with my old band, nine letter word. We had great tunes, great everything. only reason i quit is because trust issues. rather not get deep into. but maybe some of you could help me pick my decision. Go to myspace and look up nineletterword. listen to the tunes and tell me what ya think. im not going off by what you say, but advice helps sometimes. Brandon

Wheres My Homies At?
There is a bulletin that me and my juggalo hubby posted and reposted about my ex fiancee.This muthafacko has threatened to kidnap me.Funny thing is no juggalo has read this bulletin or even said hey this lette is our family leave her alone or you will get your head split.Nothing.So where is my juggalo family? Homies yeah thats my dog Homies cause were down by law Homies everything that we are Homies yeah thats my dog

United
when two world unite the passion of a heart, which now see light the creativity of a mind, which once was blind combined entwined defined a thin straight line, becomes forever without end, the mind and heart together share a single world, and life unfolds a new plane unchained untamed done gained wisdom from past mistakes, heartaches, and pain scars untouched, too deep to heal, a hurt too real becomes life realized, like salt on wound, I feel piercing knife like pain clinched fists, I restrain both heart and mind I regain as one, I am done, I have just begun a new road I must walk, a road undone I can do this now, my mind and heart are as one...

Help !!! I Need Some Help !!! Please
Will You All Please Help My Wife With Getting Her Comments She Has To Get 10,000. All You Got To Do Is Click On The Pic Below And It Will Take You There. Thank You All, She Will Return The Favor, And I Will To. Thanks Again Grumpy2553.

Sex Survey Thing
1. HAVE YOU GOTTEN LAID IN 2007? yep 2. EVER HAD SEX IN A PUBLIC PLACE? Yeah; wasn't so much my thing. 3. EVER LAUGH DURING SEX? ye[ 4. LIKE TO BITE DURING SEX? yep 5. DO YOU LIKE TO CUDDLE AFTER SEX? yep. 6. EVER REGRET SEX WITH SOMEONE? Nope 7. EVER FAKED AN ORGASM? yes 8. DIRTY TALK, OR SHUT THE FUCK UP? that depends 9. EVER HAVE UNPROTECTED SEX? Only managomous relationships where tested and clean 10. EVER MASTURBATE TO YOUR FRIENDS SIGNIFICANT OTHER? Absolutely 11. EVER HAVE A ONE NIGHT STAND? Yea 12. EVER HAVE A THREESOME? Nope. Fix that; you know who you are. 13. EVER WATCH PORN DURING SEX? nah 14. EVER THOUGHT OF SOMEONE ELSE DURING SEX? Yeah 15. HAS THE CONDOM EVER BROKE? yep; I was a rough young thing 16. WHAT IS YOUR MOST EMBARRASING SEXUAL EXPERIENCE? Hard to say. Being to druk to perform, probably. 17. HOW OLD WERE YOU WHEN YOU LOST YOUR VIRGINITY? to my hand: 9; to a person: 17 18. WHO WOULD YOU LIKE TO HAVE SEX WITH RIGHT NOW? If you really want to know

An Amazing Race
Harvick edges Martin for Daytona 500 title Leaders Stewart and Busch crash with 49 laps to go DAYTONA BEACH, Fla. -- So focused was Mark Martin on hard-charging Kevin Harvick, he had no inkling of the chaos unfolding behind him. With less than a mile to go in the Daytona 500, Kyle Busch's car was spinning. Clint Bowyer's was upside down and on fire. Five other cars bumped and banged, careening into one another in a smoke-filled mass of twisted metal. With the checkered flag in sight, Martin simply came up short -- a mere length of a car hood -- in a wild, wreck-filled finish.Harvick beat the sentimental favorite to win NASCAR's premier race Sunday, six years to the day after Dale Earnhardt was killed on the final lap. Just days after his death, it was Harvick who was hired to replace him, and he rewarded Richard Childress with the car owner's second Daytona 500 victory -- Earnhardt won the other in 1998."This had to be the wildest Daytona 500 I've ever watched,'' Childress said. "I

High School.
So last week a really good friend of mine from high school found me on myspace. I was excited to hear from him because i don't think I know anyone crazier than him, in a way he's like a male me which makes it funny. I never thought I'd get along with someone that was like me, but yeah I do. I think the best part is he wants me to meet him at a show in a couple of weeks which would mean taking an hour and half drive, right? Get this. He lives two blocks away from me. LOL I never see him though cause we're both working all the time, but it'll be finally cool to see him after a couple of years!

Are You A Good Kisser?
Your Kissing Technique Is: Perfect Your kissing technique is amazing - and you know it. You have the confidence to make the first move. And you always seem to know what kissing style is going to work best. Sometimes you're passionate, sometimes you're a tease. And you're always amazing! Are You a Good Kisser?

Gold Don't Rust
I know you worry everytime I go away you wonder will these sweet sweet feelings shine or fade but that's a question you won't have to ask whatever makes you've always next to last (chorous) Gold don't rust love don't lie I'll be true till the day that I die trust in me you will find baby your the gold in this heart of mine and that gold will shine for a long long time I wish that I could give you what you need from me but what good is a promise or a guartene love is still a simple lack of fate and a faithful heart is always worth the wait (repeat chorous) Love is still a simple lack of fate and a faithful heart is always worth the wait (final chorous) God don't rust love don't lie i'll be true till the day that I die trust in me you will find baby your the gold in this heart of mine and that gold will shine for a long long time baby your the gold in this heart of mine and that gold will for a long long long long long time

Little Things In Life
TOO OFTON WE DON'T REALIZE WHAT WE HAVE UNTIL IT'S GONE, TOO OFTON WE WAIT TOO LATE TO SAY I'M SORRY I WAS WRONG. SOMETIME'S IT SEEM'S WE HURT THE ONE'S WE HOLD DEAREST TO OUR HEART'S, AND WE ALLOW FOOLISH THING'S TO TEAR OUR LIVE'S APART, FAR TO MANY TIME'S WE LET UNIMPORTAND THING'S INTO OUR MIN'DS AND THEN IT'S USUALLY TOO LATE TO SEE WHAT MADE U BLIND. SO BE SURE THAT YOU LET PEOPLE KNOW HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU; TAKE THAT TIME TO SAY YOU'R WORD'S BEFORE YOU'R TIME IS THROUGH. BE SURE THAT YOU APPRECIATE EVERYTHING YOU GOT AND BE THANKFUL FOR THE LITTLE THING'S IN LIFE THAT MEAN ALOT...

Thank You
Thank you for you: for who you are, However far away; And for the words you send to me, Near mad for what you say. Knowing simply that you're there, Yet thinking much of me, Opens up my happiness, Undone for all to see.

Good Enough
Under your spell again. I can't say no to you. Crave my heart and it's bleeding in your hand. I can't say no to you. Shouldn't have let you torture me so sweetly. Now I can't let go of this dream. I can't breathe but I feel... Good enough, I feel good enough for you. Drink up sweet decadence. I can't say no to you, And I've completely lost myself, and I don't mind. I can't say no to you. Shouldn't have let you conquer me completely. Now I can't let go of this dream. Can't believe that I feel... Good enough, I feel good enough. It's been such a long time coming, but I feel good. And I'm still waiting for the rain to fall. Pour real life down on me. 'Cause I can't hold on to anything this good enough. Am I good enough for you to love me too? So take care what you ask of me, 'cause I can't say no.

Joke #6
The customer in a bordello was dismayed to see the unshaven armpits of the hooker as she undressed. "So much wool, so much wool!" he muttered. As she slipped off her panties, he noticed another prodigious growth. "So much wool, so much wool!" he exclaimed again. The girl retorted, " Look, mister, did you come her to get laid or to knit?"

Damn Baptists Again!
Police blow up foul-mouthed CDs that blared in church February 22, 2007 • CD players hidden under church pews blared foul language during Mass • Staff took the CD players to the basement and called police • Bomb squad detonated two of the three devices • Police are keeping third CD player to test for fingerprints or DNA SANTA FE, New Mexico (AP) -- Three CD players hidden under a cathedral's pews blared sexually explicit language in the middle of an Ash Wednesday Mass, leading a bomb squad to detonate two of the devices. Authorities determined the music players were not dangerous and kept the third one to check it for clues, said police Capt. Gary Johnson. The CD players, duct-taped to the bottoms of the pews, were set to turn on in the middle of noon Mass on Wednesday at the Roman Catholic Cathedral Basilica of St. Francis of Assisi. The recordings, made on store-bought blank discs, featured people using foul language and "pornographic messages," Johnson said. He would no

Why Do Ppl Be Hating
My Wife & I Have Had Alot Of Ppl We Had Visited, Rated, Added & Fanned, To Show Some Of Our CT Love & To Meet Some Cool New Friends. What Did We Get In Return Some ppl Came Over Did A Visit Then Left, Some Stopped By To Rate Just Our Profiles, Some Also Rated Some Pics, Or Stash, Some Added Us As A Friend And A Few Added Us As A Fan. If You Want To Be A Point Whore Then Just Say So, We Waste Alot Of Our Time On Some ppl That Don't Even Plan On Doing Anything On Our Site Yet If We Don't Come Over & Rate You, You Want To Jump Up, Change Our Rating To A 1 Then Block Us, That Shit Is Lame, Immature, & Very F@CKIN' Stupid, So Why Don't You Grow The Fuck Up & Return The Favor We Helped You Out, Now Do Us A Favor & Return The Love We Shared, Or Just Remove Us From Your List Please, We Have Not Any Intent To Do Any Bad, Other Then Just Have More Time To Help Out Our Friends That Return The Favors & Love. We Have Started To Remove Some Of Them Asses That Have Not Done Anything But Wasted Our

Simmering Passions
Simmering Passions My simmering passions are about to boil over Inside of me there is so much Longing for the love of my lover Desperately yearning for his touch As we lie down he tells me how the love he feels burns within Virility is rising forth, simmering like our passions He'll touch the softness of my skin He slowly reaches to touch me Way down deep inside Naked Flesh fusion as we love with reckless abandon Breathless sighs of pleasure As our simmering passions are no longer denied Simmering are our passions So much more than carnal love Love we share shall intertwine Bodies souls and our minds

Alone With You
Alone with you She spends most of her life with you Alone with you She wants to be with you And to feel your love That love you have for her And for yourself Alone with you For all I know You are her man Alone with you She is happy as she can be Alone with you Loving him is easier than I thought I am being honest to him Alone with you I want to walk And be free I want to be young again And feel young again And never be alone with out no one Alone with you I am a woman Your woman I am yours forever Lean on me Alone with you I rather be I rather see the lake with you Alone with you I rather take a trip to the other side of the universe And see the rest of the world Alone with you Let’s grab the leaves from the grounds And throw it up in the air While the wind is around So the wind can blow it away Alone with you I will always smile And there is a picture of her in your wallet So you can remember her

The Pope
The Pope dies and, naturally, goes to heaven. He's met by thereception committee, and after a whirlwind tour is told that he can enjoy any of the myriad recreations available.He decides that he wants to read all of the ancient original text of the Holy Scriptures, and spends the next eon or so learning the languages. After becoming a linguistic master, he sits down in the library and begins to pore over every version of the Bible, working back from the most recent "Easy Reading" to the original script. All of a sudden there is a scream in the library. The angels come running to him, only to find the Pope huddled in a chair, crying to himself, and muttering, "An 'R'! They left out the 'R'." God takes him aside, offering comfort and asks him what the problem is. After collecting his wits, the Pope sobs again, "It's the letter 'R' ... the word was supposed to be CELEBRATE!"

Good Websites And Emails
so, i spend quite a bit of time on the computer and thought I'd make a list of all the sites I go on and what my profile is on them... Forum/RPG Communities: DarkStarlings.com/LOGD -- TheTrueKitten GaiaOnline.com -- Khaos_Kitty MySpace.com -- michael_k_greens_girl Gothic Sites: GoneGothic.com -- Khaos_Kitten DarkStarlings.com -- KiyaShade VampireFreaks.com -- TheTrueKitten Satanic Information DevilSpawn.com owned by ZiT76 (a personal friend of mine) Emails: the.pickled.tomato@gmail.com kiyashade@gmail.com kiyashade@hotmail.com khaoss_kitty@yahoo.com

Got A Postcard From My Former Self Saying 'how You Been'
you do something for a boy... you normally wouldn't do... and they don't care. yes, I am changing. and that wasn't something i'd normally do. whatever. i got my dress. it's cute. and my shoes. i'm all set. woot. with just a smile you capture me, and i start to melt. emotions then take over me, like i've never felt. i could tell my heart each time it isn't love, you're some guy. there's nothing there, and what i feel is in my head; it isn't real. but i can't deny. can't even try. cuz i know inside butterflies don't lie. once again there you are anxiousness, nervous heart. butterflies, fluttering can only mean one thing. you promised me starry night skies that just remind me of your shining bright eyes. i'm missing your voice at night time, this sepa-separation seems a sad crime. oh my god, this hurts like hell. i had that dream that dream again.. watch your mouth. hold your tongue boy. i love you. and you don't read

Accusations Against The Order
Accusations Against The Order It all started with the arrest of the French Knights by King Philip the Fair on Friday the 13th of October, 1307. What followed was a ridiculous set of accusations against the Brethren of the order. These accusations were broken into nine basic sets. They are as follows: The Accusations Against The Templars I. That during the reception ceremony, new brothers were required to deny Christ, God, the Virgin, or the Saints on the command of those receiving them. II. That the brothers committed various sacrilegious acts either on the cross or on an image of Christ. III. That the receptors practiced obscene kisses on new entrants, on the mouth, navel or buttocks. IV. That the priests of the Order did not consecrate the host, and that the brothers did not believe in the sacraments. V. That the brothers practiced idol worship of a cat or a head. VI. That the brothers encouraged and permitted the practice of sodomy. VII. Tha

Happyness
People can feel so great, But when they see people who have it all They notice something's missing People can feel normal, But when they get confrontated They feel lost and alone People can feel so lost, But when they really get lost They find their selves again People can feel alone, But when theu see what others are missing They count their blessing People can count their blessings, But then they notice it's more then they diserve And they realize how lucky they are

Suicide
Suicide Let me bleed away my pain, Melt away from all my fears. These wounds get deeper as I go, I've chocked back all my tears. The hurt inside my darkest dreams, Shows through my stone cold eyes. To open them would tear my soul, For half the night I waste in sighs. Suicide is my only friend, To help me through my tasks. Suicide is the only friend, To let me forget my past. I do not ask for many things, So of you I ask this; Will suicide be my only friend? Or will you save me from this misery?

When Razors Meet Wrists
When Razors Meet Wrists Nothing compares to the Needle in my skin- The sweet ecstasy of pain, A sort of love I can't explain. The rush straight to my head, Like falling in love again. I will hang from your tree For as long as my arms will hold me, And peer through your glass To make sure you sleep Safe. Then I'll fall again, When you cut me down, Break my back and crawl away To hide, beneath my stone. Your words cut deep, Like knives, And the ink bleeds From beneath my skin.

Blood To Walk Pt 8
BLOOD TO WALK PT 8 sitting in the cellar, watching all the others it was only yesterday, needles in my skin THEY turned my last remains into this puppet thing blood to walk, blood to see blood to walk agian and blood to be i can see, but i cannot move at all yet i have feelings, i know its very strange blood to walk, blood to see blood to walk agian and blood to see im on my shelf...eternal eyes they never sleep i take a look...and in the dark i see victoria there is no mistake, that my beloved sitting on her shelf.. alone and so dead theres a light outside the door mommy and daddy are back for more.. "lets play" "hello my children...in blood i will teach you" THEY take victoria down from her shelf THEY sit her on the floot.. and me in front of her blood to walk, blood to see blood to walk again and blood to be

The Ritual Pt 6
THE RITUAL PT6 as i look into the eyes of victoria enter the puppet master and his wife i cant speak...im in shock... human skulls, ancient books a strange symbol on the wall, black candles burning low in the gloomy light, i see an altar in white oh, what is it for? it must be a ritual in glass jars, up on shelves i see liquid dark as hell, theres one for every puppet i hear the masters voice, magic words from ancient times im feeling strang inside oh...as if something has taken my mind i hear the masters voice, magic words from ancient times im feeling strange inside oh...as if something has taken my mind in panic, i kick the shelf.. with all the jars one of them falls from high above.. to the floor RED!! oh so red... its BLOOD "how dare you disturb my work"? demon skull, red as blood its in the symbol on the wall, theres something deadly worng i f

Life Explained ( Finally)
On the first day, God created the dog and said: "Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. For this, I will give you a life span of twenty years." The dog said: "That's a long time to be barking. How about only ten years and I'll give you back the other ten?" So God agreed. On the second day, God created the monkey and said: "Entertain people, do tricks, and make them laugh. For this, I'll give you a twenty-year life span." The monkey said: "Monkey tricks for twenty years? That's a pretty long time to perform. How about I give you back ten like the dog did?" And God agreed. On the third day, God created the cow and said: "You must go into the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun, have calves, and give milk to support the farmer's family. For this, I will give you a life span of sixty years." The cow said: "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years. How about twenty and I'll

The True Test
rules: Answer this 4 the person who posted this and then repost it 4 Other PPL 1.Would u fuck me? answer: 2.What position would u ........ want me to have u in? answer: 3.Would u give me head/eat me out? answer: 4.Would u fuck me hard? answer: 5.Would u fuck me the first night u met me? answer: 6.Give me a naked pic? answer: 7.Would u fuck me in the shower? answer: 8.Would u hancuff me or tie me up 2 the bed and then fuck me? answer: 9.Would u have a 3-some with me? answer: 10.What makes u want 2 fuck me? answer: 11.Would u talk dirty 2 me while we fucked? answer: 12.Where would u fuck me @? answer: 13.Would u fuck me in front of people? answer: 14.Would u fuck me again and again? answer: 15.Would u fuck me in the rain? answer: 16.Would u mind if we fucked like ........ stars? answer: 17.Would u have phone sex with me? answer: 18.If i gave u my heart would u love it or let it go? answer: 19.Would u fuck me on

Having Sex
Having sex is something People take like a greeting It's physical, it's powerful It's a tremendous meeting Two bodies join together Without a mindful connection Deep thrusts and kissing Shallow touches of affection But making love is something different Something special, up and above Anything you're looking for The best is found in love Touch me with your body now Show me what's in your mind Make me feel anything you think Moving throughout our time Minds connect and feelings are shown That is how it's done When you find that special lover When two souls become one

Poetry By: @my
I don't really know where this came from... Some dark corner of my mind... Therein lies a poet... This poet is not kind... This pain inside runs deep... Tucked away it is my burden to keep... If only I could forget to remember... I could shed this heavy load... I try, I fail, I weep... Can somebody break the code... The shackles of my soul fall in defeat... A new creature is born... One who is full of love and not torn... But wait do you hear that sound... In my dreams I am bound... I wake up only to realize.... I am still in disguise... Im still searching for the way.... I grow more vindictive everyday.... I cannot release the animal inside.... So I try my best to devour and hide.... I want so much to be free... I want to be whole again... A little part of me dies with each new moon... And when the full moon shows its new found glory... That is when the tale of me becomes a whole new story... A beast is released that I cannot nor wish to contain... It prowls this world full of hat

Thanking Everyone
Wuz up to everyone here at Cherrytap and special holla goes out to all my friends who I have made so far at Cherrytap and a specail thankyou goes out to that person who I have a crush on....you know who you are :) Once again thankyou all for making me feel confortable here at this site :)

=)
Tonight's gonna rock. I'm pretty sure myself and Chris are going to see Cory tonight. I'm really happy cause I haven't seen him in AGES and it'll be nice to hang out with him again. It's like he's the male me. Same personality and everything. Good fun!

Business As Usual
A Japanese company (Toyota) and an American company (General Motors) decided to have a canoe race on the Missouri River. Both teams practiced long and hard to reach their peak performance before the race. On the big day, the Japanese team won by a mile. The Americans, very discouraged and depressed, decided to investigate the reason for the crushing defeat. A management team made up of senior management was formed to investigate and recommend appropriate action. Their conclusion was the Japanese team had 8 people rowing and 1 person steering, while the American team had 8 people steering and 1 person rowing. So American management hired a consulting company and paid them a large amount of money for a second opinion. They advised that too many people were steering the boat, while not enough people were rowing. To prevent another loss to the Japanese, the American's rowing team's management structure was totally reorganized to 4 Steering Supervisors, 3 Area Steering Superintendents

Have You Ever...
Have You Ever... Needed something so bad, you can't sleep at night. Tried to speak, but, the words won't come out right. Looked for someone, who will show you love all your life. Have You Ever... Wondered why, they are always on your mind. Thought about, how being in love is so blind. You close your eyes, just to picture and rewind. Have You Ever... Wanted to feel, their touch upon your skin. To feel their kiss, with desire full of sin. To feel their love, full of heated passion. Have You Ever... Felt your body, lose total control. Felt the rise of passion, while making love. To feel two bodies, rhythmically rise and fall. Have You Ever... To have two hearts, beat as one. To feel the magic, of having that special someone. To fully express, the soul's true desire. Have

Mom
Memories are all I have left. The sun no longer shines upon your face, no more pictures can I take. I watched you suffer, battling the devil. You grew weaker. but, the strength you had could never be swayed. Your body gave up long, before your heart and soul. The last look you gave me, the look of peacefulness and serenity. It burned into my head, you finally made me see. My memories are mine, no one can take them away from me. As I relive those moments of me and you, I recall I never said, "MOM, I LOVE YOU!!"

My Stuff
You gotta dance like nobody’s watching, dream like you will live forever, live like you’re going to die tomorrow and love like it’s never going to hurt.’ -Discretion is being able to raise your eyebrow instead of your voice -Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within -Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye -Expectations are premeditated resentments. -There are times when silence has the loudest voice. -I’d rather be a failure at something I love, than a success at something I hate George Burns -There are no shortcuts to any place worth going -Happiness makes up in height what it lacks in length -The best way to win an argument is to begin by being right -Success is getting what you want, happiness is liking what you get -It’s what you learn after you know it all that counts

Old Is
"OLD" IS WHEN.. Your friends compliment you on your new alligator shoes and you're barefoot. OLD" IS WHEN... Your sweetie says, "Let's go upstairs and make love," and you answer, "Pick one, I can't do both!" "OLD" IS WHEN..... A sexy babe catches your eye and your pacemaker opens the garage door. "OLD" IS WHEN.... Going bra-less pulls all the wrinkles out of your face. OLD" IS WHEN..... You don't care where your spouse goes, just as long as you don't have to go along. OLD" IS WHEN... "Getting a little action" means I don't need to take any fiber today.

I Lose Myself
I lose myself in your beautiful eyes I cant pull away even if I wanted to try Your perfect in every way The thought of you just makes my day You came to me from the heavens above You flew in on wings my angel of love When nothing seems to go quite right and I no longer can see the light I look upon your wonderful face and I'm taken away to a far better place I cherish every word you've said You move me like the music I play in my head In this world of false truths I know only one thing true I'd give up everything just to be with you.

From, Deep, In The Dark Red
deep, in the dark red, where words are left unsaid feelings, emotions, a movement of thoughts a single word, could create a tidal wave that would crash, and reshape a soul that is what they said, that is what I am told and deep, in the dark red, where blood flow thick the true, begins to grow, like an undying fire wisedom is his gift, recieved in dreams they call, the awakened where they stand beside him, hands raised above their minds a sway of life, a spiritual movement, the dance begins way down deep, in the dark red, warmth begins to grow the thick blood, begins to boil, temperture rising the fire begins to burn, now, when he speaks it will hurt, it will sting, it will burn as tears begin to flow pain in thoughts, pain in hearts, from a single word in the deep, in the dark red, it was whispered a whisper heard, like a thunderous roar as it echoed, in his mind, and his spirit awakened from the echoes repeating, over and over and

Nasa & The Bible
> NASA & THE BIBLE > > For all the scientists out there, and for all the students who have a >hard time convincing these people regarding the truth of the Bible, here's >something that shows God's awesome creation, and that He is still in >control. > > Did you know that the space program is busy proving that what has been >called "myth" in the Bible is true? > > Mr. Harold Hill, President of the Curtis Engine Company in Baltimore, >Maryland, and a consultant in the space program, relates the following > development. > > I think one of the most amazing things that God has done for us today >happened recently to our astronauts and space scientists at Green Belt, >Maryland. > > They were checking out where the positions of the sun, moon, and > planets would be 100 years and 1,000 years from now. We have to know >this so we won't send up a satellite and have it bump into something later >on in its orbits. > > We have to lay out the orbits i

This Is The Kind Of Love We Should All Have
It was a busy morning, about 8:30, when an elderly gentleman inhis 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He said he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 a.m.I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it wouldbe over an hour before someone would to able to see him.I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busywith another patient, I would evaluate his wound. On exam, it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors,got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound. While taking care of his wound, I asked him if he had anotherdoctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursinghome to eat breakfast with his wife. I inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been therefor a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's disease. As we talked, I asked if she would be upset if he was a bitlate. He replied that she no longer knew who

Special Agent 911 Kids Club
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God Wanted Me To Tell You
GOD WANTED ME TO TELL YOU Everything that is going wrong in your life today shall be well with you this year. No matter how much your enemies try this year, " they will not" succeed . You have been destined to make it and you shall surely achieve all your goals this year. For the remaining months of this year (2006), all your agonies will be diverted and victory and prosperity will be incoming in abundance. Today God has confirmed the end of your sufferings sorrows and pains because HE that sits on the throne has remembered you. He has taken away the hardships and given you JOY. He will never let you down. I knocked at heaven's door this morning, God asked me... My child! What can I do for you? And I said, "Father, please protect and bless the person reading this message"... God smiled and answered... Request granted . If you believe this message, send it to seven persons and the one who sent it to you. By doing this you have succeeded in praying for eight people today .

American Soldier-toby Keith
American Soldier (Toby Keith/Chuck Cannon) I’m just tryin’ to be a father, raise a daughter and a son Be a lover to their mother, everythin’ to everyone Up and at ‘em bright and early, I’m all business in my suit Yeah I’m dressed up for success, from my head down to my boots I don’t do it for money, there’s bills I that I can’t pay I don’t do it for the glory, I just do it anyway Providing for our future’s, my responsibility Yeah I’m real good under pressure, being all that I can be And I can’t call in sick on Mondays when the weekend’s been too strong I just work straight through the holidays, and sometimes all night long You can bet that I stand ready, when the wolf growls at the door Hey I’m solid, hey I’m steady, hey I’m true down to the core. And I will always do my duty no matter what the price I’ve counted up the cost, I know the sacrifice Oh and I don’t want to die for you, but if dyin’s asked of me I’ll bear that cross with honor, cause freedom don’t come

Positioning
Palms up: open and ready to receive Back straight: proud strong dependable Chin up: attentive responsive alert. Chin down: submission, listening but allowed to go into his self, the equivalent of the screen saver on the computer. Knees together: reverence, prayer Knees spread: receptive and available Mouth open: ready for service, a hole i can fill and also is an extra measure of body awareness that goes against the body's natural inclination Eyes down cast: respect, reverence defferance Eyes directly at me: purity honesty willingness Fidgety: probably needs to go potty...

Rising Std Rate Sparks Online Dating Sites
Interesting CNN artical this morning. Story Highlights• Rise in STD's sparks online dating, support communities • Groups provide understanding, acceptance members say • One site lists events for people with herpes in 40 cities By Elizabeth Cohen CNN (CNN) -- When John got divorced after 12 years of marriage, he took a deep breath and launched into the dating scene. "And wham, with my very first girlfriend, I caught herpes," he says. "You feel betrayed and all of a sudden separated from the rest of the world. I thought at the time that the girl who gave it to me and I were the only people in the world who had it." But John and his date are far from alone. And the growing number of people in similar situations has created a new industry: Internet dating sites just for people with STDs. From MPWH.com to stdmatch.net, Web sites abound for the infected who want to date the infected. It's not surprising once you see the numbers. One in four women is infected with genital

Ways To Tell If You're Stuck In The 80's
1. Your fondest childhood memory is when Skippy got his head stuck in the banister. 2. You relax by putting on your legwarmers and dancing to the "Flashdance" soundtrack. 3. You think the two Coreys are "totally awesome." 4. You're still bitter that Wham! broke up. 5. Punky Brewster is your hero. 6. You type all of your term papers on a Commodore 64. 7. You still resent your parents for not installing a dumbwaiter in you house like Webster's. 8. The only video games you play are Frogger and Pac Man. 9. You're building your own Clockwork Smurf. 10. Your summer attire is Jellies and Jams. 11. A-ha's "Take on Me" is still your favorite video. 12. You consider yourself truly, truly, truly outrageous, much like Jem and the Holograms. 13. You wonder why more people don't wear high heels, Jordache jeans and lacy white ankle socks. 14. You call all motorcycle cops "Ponch." 15. Every time you go to the beach you look for Snorks. 16. You're still upse

Cute Catholic Joke
During a Papal audience, a business man approached the Pope and made this offer: Change the last line of the Lord's prayer from "give us this day our daily bread" to "give us this day our daily chicken." and KFC will donate 10 million dollars to Catholic charities. The Pope declined. 2 weeks later the man approached the Pope again. This time with a 50 million dollar offer. Again the Pope declined. A month later the man offers 100 million, this time the Pope accepts. At a meeting of the Cardinals, The Pope announces his decision in the good news/bad news format. The good news is... that we have 100 million dollars for charities. The bad news is that we lost the Wonder Bread account!

How Can You
How can you love somebody so much? How can you always want to get away? And yet never want to leave. How can you look at someone you love? And yet know it's not you they are thinking of. How can you look at the future with hope? And yet not be able to see hope for the present. How can you dream your dreams? And yet never get to live them. How can you cry so hard inside? And yet wear a smile on the outside. How can you live? And yet know there is nothing to live for.

Adult Jokes
ADULT JOKES again! Adam was talking to his friend at a bar. He said, "I don't know what to get my wife for her birthday. She has everything, and besides, she can afford to buy anything she wants, so I'm stuck." His friend said, "I have an idea! Why don't you make up a certificate saying that she can have 60 minutes of great sex , anyway she wants it. She'll probably be thrilled." So Adam decided to listen to his friend's advice. The next day at the bar, his friend said, "Well? Did you take my suggestion?" "Yes, I did," Adam replied. "Did she like it?" "Oh yes! She jumped up, thanked me, kissed me on the forehead, and ran out the door, yelling, "I'll be back in an hour!" ******************************************************** A woman walks into an accountant's office and tells him that she needs to file her taxes. The accountant says, "Before we begin, I'll need to ask you a few questions." He gets her name, address, social security number, etc., and then asks, "What is y

Dam Dreams
I cant stop the dreams the nightmares the guilt is eating me up inside,its been years and I cant seem to shake these dreams I am always at the pool side and I am giving him CPR and his face, is cold and I can feel his little body cold and wet even the smell of chlorine, so strong I cant feel his heart beat his eyes are open and lifeless there is water coming from his nose and mouth, I hear the ambulance coming and distance screams for help like in slow motion things around me seem to go very very slow almost to a stop, and I know help is on its way but I want to at least get him to breath choke up this water,I feel myself heaving my heart racing I stop and run to the front of the house and see the EMTs running to me all I can do is tell them he is in the back and then I feel helpless so heavy with helplessness so much hate I feel because I couldn't help him he slipped by me I never sleep in and I did that morning goddamn if I had only been up that morning if I had only been 5 minutes a

Violets
In the early morning While music consumes Our Room Its rhythm Makes it easy for me To slip into eternity Bathe forever in our love Every night While you sleep I will transmit Whispering melodies To stir-to fondle you Until your soul Melts with mine

The Soldier And The Athiest Professor...lmao
A United States Soldier was attending some college courses between assignments. He had completed missions in Iraq and Afghanistan . One of the courses had a professor who was a vowed atheist and a member of the ACLU. One day the professor shocked the class when he came in. He looked to the ceiling and flatly stated, "God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I'll give you exactly 15 minutes." The lecture room fell silent. You could hear a pin drop. Ten minutes went by and the professor proclaimed, "Here I am God. I'm still waiting." It got down to the last couple of minutes when the Soldier got out of his Chair, went up to the professor, and cold-cocked him; knocking him off the platform. The professor was out cold. The Soldier went back to his seat and sat there, silently. The other students were shocked and stunned and sat there looking on in silence. The professor eventually came to, noticeably shaken, looked at the Soldier an

Taste Of Chicago
TASTE OF CHICAGO Place: Chicago Date: July 1-6, 2007 Comments: Every summer the city of Chicago has an incredible festival. The largest and most used streets are closed downtown. Grant Park, the most visited park in Chicago, is used to hold this event. The people dine on ribs, cheeseburgers, pizza, ice cream, and hundreds of other foods. Over 100 of the city’s most famous restaurants set up shop. Basically the entire city slows down for this event. This is The Taste of Chicago.

Another Day Without Him
welland its been a hard one, its been a month sence my man passed on but i know it's gonna get better as time goes on. It's just so hard to come home and he's not here. I have my kids and mom with me but it's not the same as haveing the one ure in love with here. I'm glad for the time we had but only wish it was longer. Dont for get to tell the one ure with how much you love them every day because you might not have them the next day...There will be more yall have a good day.

Anna Nicole Vs. The Military
I recieved this- and I agree... it is sad... ONLY A FEW HOURS AFTER ANNA NICOLE SMITH DIES, HER NAME AND FACE ARE PLASTERED ALL OVER THE NEWS, THE INTERNET, AND THE RADIO. BECAUSE OF HER FAME AND FORTUNE EVERYONE SEEMS TO ACT LIKE THEY'VE KNOWN HER FOR YEARS, AND ARE SO CAUGHT UP WITH THE STORY... AND YOU WILL HEAR ABOUT THIS FOR DAYS TO COME... KNOW WHAT MAKES ME SICK?? THERE ARE SOLDIERS DYING FOR YOUR COUNTRY EVERY DAY AND THEY GET A BRIEF..."FOUR MARINES KILLED IN IRAQ TODAY.."......" ANOTHER PLANE SHOT DOWN KILLING 3 AMERICAN SOLDIERS..." AND DOES ANYONE BOTHER TO MAKE NOTE OF THESE MEN AND WOMEN DYING FOR YOUR RIGHT TO BE SAD OVER ANNA NICOLE SMITH? RARELY. YES, IT'S VERY SAD THAT ANNA NICOLE SMITH DIED AT 39.... BUT THERE ARE ANOTHER 3000+ MEN AND WOMEN DYING AT A MUCH YOUNGER AGE DOING MUCH BIGGER AND BETTER THINGS THAN SELLING TRIM SPA AND HITTING EVERY TABLOID IN THE COUNTRY. THEYRE OVER THERE SELFLESSLY... DYING FOR THE GOOD OF OUR COUNTRY. IT'S SAD THAT ANNA

Prison Of Conscience
Prison of Conscience I walk in and sit down Prepare myself Look through the silvery glass And stare into your eyes Blue-greenish, kind of gray I focus on your eyes Your ice cold eyes Amazed at the façade you can assume An impenetrable veil Giving away nothing to the viewer Except for me I see right through your eyes You look so unassuming Not innocent so much as upright. Dutiful Unlikely to transgress so completely I ask how you could do these things How can you rationalize such extremes You deserve whatever consequences descend upon you And yet you're so calm, relaxed even You regret the necessity for such measures But that given the circumstances, You did what you had to do You'd do it all again Your enemies were fools, weak yet irritating And they threatened you and yours Like mosquitoes with malaria I ask about regrets You feel for the innocents A tragedy for everyone, you say You describe feeling real fear A most unpleasant sensation Disappo

The Perfect Handjob
LOL,...OK,..Never knew there were actual names for this,.......Boy, was I wrong!!! "How To Give The Perfect Handjob" by Brooks Peters Sex means more than intercourse; exploring all the different variations enhances your sex life and keeps it from getting stale. Masturbating your partner can be very exciting for both of you. So, read on and learn how to let your fingers do the walking. Mutual masturbation can be a thrilling experience; but first, we need to study the basics of manual technique. Most men feel women aren't skilled at handling penises. Their grips are too limp, lacking conviction and exuberance. They seem afraid to apply pressure, yet often pull or tug at inappropriate moments, disrupting the rhythm. Some also have a tendency to scratch. Clearly, we all need to be more knowledgeable about the proper methods of mutual masturbation. Either you or your partner can perform the following exercises, but they are written with an experienced woman in mind. The first con

My Life Path (i Need To Find This)
Your Life Path Number is 6 Your purpose in life is to help others You are very compassionate, and you offer comfort to those around you. It pains you to see other people hurting, and you do all in your power to help them. You take on responsibility, and don't mind personal sacrifice. You are the ultimate giver. In love, you offer warmth and protection to your partner. You often give too much of yourself, and you rarely put your own needs first. Emotions tend to rule your decisions too much, especially when it comes to love. And while taking care of people is great, make sure to give them room to grow on their own. What Is Your Life Path Number?

Now All The Sudden I'm Rare (wth?)
Your Personality is Somewhat Rare (ISFP) Your personality type is caring, peaceful, artistic, and calm. Only about 7% of all people have your personality, including 8% of all women and 6% of all men You are Introverted, Sensing, Feeling, and Perceiving. How Rare Is Your Personality?

Sex...a Better Look
Men: 1) 94% of men lie about their penis size. According to condom manufacturers, only 6% of men use extra large condoms. 2) The average man is 5.1 inches long when erect (no matter what you have heard ladies, that's the truth). 3) 80% of American men are circumsized. Even though Pediatrics say it is not necessary. 4) No matter what all the ads say, nothing can make your penis grow but time (most men reach the end of their growth by the early 20's) 5) There is no correlation between penis size and shoe size, hand size, or nose size. 6) Blue balls does exist! It's technically called "prostatic congestion." 7) Only 16% of men shave their privates. Women: 1) Only 9% of women around the globe consider themselves "attractive" (20% of British women do). 43% of women use the term "natural", 24% say they have "average" looks, 8% prefer the term "feminine", 7% say they are "good looking", and 7% say they are "cute", and finally only 2% of women say they are "sexy"

Its Our Country, So Speak Up!
I'm sorry, but after hearing they want to sing OUR National Anthem in Spanish - enough is enough! Nowhere did they sing it in Italian, Japanese, Polish, Irish (Celtic), German, Portuguese, Greek, French, or any other language because of immigration. It was written by Francis Scott Key and should be sung word for word the way it was written. The news broadcasts even gave the translation - not even close. Sorry if this offends anyone, but this is MY COUNTRY IF IT IS YOUR COUNTRY, SPEAK UP! I am not against immigration - just come through like everyone else Get a sponsor; have a place to lay your head; have a job; pay your taxes; live by the rules; and LEARN THE LANGUAGE as all other immigrants have in the past and GOD BLESS AMERICA ! PART OF THE PROBLEM Think about this: If you don't want to forward this for fear of offending someone, YOU'RE PART OF THE PROBLEM! Will we st

Broken Alliance Chapter One
Chapter One 2012 Her first breath of the day was a scream. Eyes opened wide, Saelaei sat bolt upright, looking around her room in a daze. The pasts nightmare had come again to haunt her. A different time, a different life. She'd been Emily then, a simple famers daughter. William.....her eyes closed again, seeking to snuff out his image. The last memory she had of him was bleak. He'd been knocked unconcious. After the initial bloodshed had stopped, they had converged on the injured like vultures. William had been torn apart...literally. Taking comfort in the familiar surroundings, she laid back on the bed, staring up at her blue painted ceiling. The silken sheets were soft beneath her, the velvet blanket wrapping her in warmth. The feather pillow cradled her head. Closing her eyes, the tinkles from the windchimes on the balcony danced in her ears. The hum of the fridge, water flowing through plastic pipes and circ

Gathering Of The Beasts
Prologue: A Gathering of Beasts Bela Lugosi's dead, and so am I. But what's left of Bela is rotting in a pine coffin somewhere, while I have the opportunity to sit here on the balcony, enjoy my drink and look at you. Correct me if I'm being presumptuous, but I suspect that I have the better end of the deal. I can tell by looking at you that you're not comprehending. Of course you're not these are cynical, rational times, and you're not going to believe that I'm a dead man just because I say so. A century ago it would have been different well, it was quite different the last time I had this little talk with someone but this is the age of facts. And the facts are that corpses don't move, don't walk, don't talk. I'm terribly sorry, my dear, but I have a surprise for you: This corpse does. So sit down. Please, I insist that you make yourself comfortable. Pour yourself something to drink, preferably from the bottle on the left the stuff on the right is an acquired taste. It's goin

The World
. THE WORLD "You know the saddest thing?" she said. "The saddest thing is that we're you." I said nothing. "In your fantasies," she said, "my people are just like you, only better. We don't die, or age, or suffer from pain or cold or thirst. We're snappier dressers. We possess the wisdom of ages. And if we crave blood, well, it is no more than the way you people crave food, or affection, or sunlight -- and besides, it gets us out of the house, crypt, coffin. Whatever." "And the truth is?" I asked her...

The Masquerade
The Masquerade The Camarilla existed first and foremost to enforce an edict -- A Masquerade-- by which to hide. They erased all evidence of Themselves from sight of the living and slowly -- over many, many years-- They became as myths to the minds of man. And thus concealed they have continued to grow in power And to guide Humanity to suit their whims

The Sabbat
Two clans stand in open rebellion to the Masquerade. Supported by renegade antitribu from the Camarilla clans, they are collectively known as the Sabbat. They seek freedom from the rules of the Camarilla, and they strive to reduce mankind to the status of cattle. The centuries long-war between these two sects has escalated -- perhaps beyond control. The anthem of the Sabbat is total Kindred freedom. It is this philosophy that makes them deadly guerrilla warriors and a shockingly disorganized sect. One Sabbat pack is seldom aware of the agenda of another. Lasombra Tzimisce Unlike the Camarilla kindred, they are not bound to the whims of a single sire. Sabbat vampires undergo blood rites that make them fiercely loyal to their sect. Sometimes this rabid devotion is all that keeps them together

The Independent Clans
The Independent Clans serve none but their own ends. While not part of a common agenda, each of the independents have unique and devastating abilities that make them respected -- or feared -- by the other clans. Assamite Followers of Set Giovanni Ravnos

Brujah
Clan Brujah is largely composed of rebels, both with and without causes. Individualistic, outspoken and turbulent, Brujah hold social change near to their undead hearts, and the clan's ranks contain some of the most violent of the Camarilla Kindred. Most other vampires perceive the Brujah as nothing more than punks and miscreants, but the truth of the matter is that genuine passion lies behind their polemics. Brujah Kindred adopt pet passions and causes, which they support with volume and vitriol. Some Brujah follow charismatic members of their clan, while others prefer stances of blatant, defiant individualism. The clan claims a history rich with warrior-poets, and it has adapted this concept into the modern night; many Brujah are glad to have an opportunity to speak their minds, then indulge in a bit of destruction afterward to illustrate their points. The Rabble's espousal of change unites them, albeit tenuously, in their nightly crusades. Given a common enemy, Brujah with vas

A Best Friend's Depression
A best friend's depression... so severe she seems dead a heartache is what she suffers memories playing in her head Around her friends... a fake smile at night... she cries alone Wanting the love she had before not wanting to admit it was gone... Isolating herself from the people that care the most looking through a box of memories that seemed to be from long ago I talk with her my best friend to try and change her fate I told her to let him go it would be easier this way Her friends want her back the one that used to laugh and make all her friends smile A best friend's depression... so severe she seemed dead a heartache is what she suffers memories playing in her head... I love you Shelly, you're my best friend and I am here for you always!!

Nsfw Pics
cant any one read im fucked off i keep getting messages from cherrytap shop saying some of my pics hav been rated as not safe for work thing is they are in a folder marked NSFW if ur offended then dont fucking look dont message me to tell me that my pics arent safe for work if they are already in that folder

Good One For 300
300 the movie, my daily bible verse: From whence come wars and fightings among you? come they not hence, even of your lusts that war in your members? Ye lust, and have not: ye kill, and desire to have, and cannot obtain: ye fight and war, yet ye have not, because ye ask not. Ye ask, and receive not, because ye ask amiss, that ye may consume it upon your lusts. James 4:1-3

Survivor By Destiny's Child
(Verse 1) Now that you are out of my life, I'm so much better, You thought that I'd be weak without ya, But I'm stronger, You thought that I'd be broke without ya, But I'm richer, You thought that I'd be sad without ya, I laugh harder, You thought I wouldn't grow without ya, Now I'm wiser, You thought that I'd be helpless without ya, But I'm smarter, You thought that I'd be stressed without ya, But I'm chillin' You thought I wouldn't sell without ya, Sold nine million. [Chorus] I'm a survivor (what), I'm not gonna give up (what), I'm not gon' stop (what), I'm gonna work harder (what), I'm a survivor (what), I'm gonna make it (what), I will survive (what), Keep on survivin' (what), I'm a survivor (what), I'm not gonna give up (what), I'm not gon' stop (what), I'm gonna work harder (what), I'm a survivor (what), I'm gonna make it (what), I will survive (what), Keep on survivin' (what). (Verse 2) Thought I couldn't breathe without you, I'm inhalin'

Basics
Back To Scratch What happened, my dear readers, to your dreams? Did they die, ground to nothingness by the self-granted power that doubt apathy and escapism now have on your life, or do you still follow the pure and sovereign star that leads to your destiny? What did you want to be when you were growing up? Who were your heroes? Do you have any now? Are your really so pathetic or do you just allow yourself to be? Do you really have a reason worth shit to be here? Allow me to explain the questioning: Please take a look around, if you can't make yourself look internally than at least look at others. Can you find any more than a handful of people who are truly happy with what they are? From where I sit, half of our generation is walking suicides, perfectly ready to die but unable to bring it about all at once. So instead they kill slowly, finding Jesus of Suburbia, drinking themselves under or dancing with every drug they can find until one finally doesn't let them

Oh Happy Sunday
As I sit down this am with my cup of coffee, in front of the pc, logging in here to Cherry Tap, I open up my pack of smokes to only find that I smoked my last one at 5 am. It's like GRRRRRRR, now I have to get off my azz and drag my tired butt down to the store to get some,, oh ya happy happy sunday.

Are U In Love Ha Got Me Wrong
You scored as Poison. Your death will be by poison, probably because you are a glutton and are around so many people that it would be easy to get away with it. Several important people in history share your fate.Poison80%Suicide73%Bomb60%Disappear60%Disease40%Drowning33%Natural Causes33%Accident27%Eaten27%Suffocated13%Stabbed13%Cut Th

Music Survey
Music Survey 1-What is your favorite song from the 60's? California Dreamin -Mamas and the Papas, Riders on the Storm, The Doors 2-The 70's? Stranglehold -Nugent, Kashmir -Zeppelin 3-The 80's? Black Velvet - Allanah Myles 4-The 90's? Sober -Tool, Beautiful Like Me -Joy Drop 5-The 00's? they're not over yet, how can I comment? 6-If you could play any instrument in a world famous rock band, what would it be? Guitar, Lead or Bass 7-Would you be in a band for the sex, the drugs, or the fame? Yes please? 8-What rock star do you want to have sex with? (sorry guys she has to be in a band with instruments so no Brittney Spears) David Drayman -Disturbed, cause I'm weird and you KNOW he is LOL 9-Do you play an instrument? Evidently I'm gonna be 10-Has it made you money? uhm no lol 11-Has it gotten you laid? does doin it with a guy that plays count? cause if so yes if not no :P 12-If you could kick any musician in the nuts and tell him he sucks,

Scared
Torn between a lovers heart And a friends gaze Letting one lead more than the other Letting my heart speak for itself I cant take back what i have said to you I cant take back what you mean to me You got deep inside You got closer than anyone else ever has Scared of what is to come Scared of what could happen Scared of getting hurt A past so jagged and shady A cycle i want to break out of A fight im willing to make If your willing to break Break the chains of your hurt Let me be the one to heal you Scared of the future Unsure of if i could hurt you Scared of life And what it would bring Scared of love And the joy it gives

What Is Being Stupid?
Being Stupid Category: Blogging What is being stupid. People always make blonde jokes.., I myself laugh at them. Someone who does stupid things in their life does not have to be blonde. I was once was asked from this old fellow from the country store near me, "Is it true that blondes have more more fun?" My reply to him was, " I am not sure, because I dye mine just to fool people to think I am a dumb blonde." I also think that is not so much being stupid, with some people it is the lack of knowledge. Just because someone does not know something doesn't mean they are stupid or dumb. I have found myself at times not knowing what something is or about. We all learn something new everyday. What is stupid, is having the knowledge and not using it. There are so many people who knows better and keeps repeating the same mistakes, now that is stupid and insane. It is not ok to repeat them, what is okay is to make a mistake and not repeat it. Life is what you let it dish

Heart Smart
..To be happy is to be happy with yourself first. I am happy with myself. Life is a merry-go-round that will keep you going around in circles, if you let it. Everyone has a choice to stay on it or get off of the merry-go-round. Happiness is the part we let grow inside. We allow ourselves to accept things for what they are and we move forward. I have been separated for over six months now and it has been a road that seems not to end. I know that I don't want to go back. I got off that merry-go-round and I am content with myself. He is the one who will not let it go. He can't see what went wrong. Let's just say the people you say you love, you don't treat them as he did the kids and I. When your kids are happier with out that person being here, then you know things was not right. I had to put the kids first. Some day I hope he can find peace inside of him. I feel he has never been happy with his self and this is why he made the ones in his life suffer. He will not

Dominated
"What the hell am I doing here at this hour," Carl said out loud to no one in particular, "man was not made to lift weights at midnight!" For over a year Carl Nevins had been working out three nights a week at the "Barbell Club", trying in vain to build up his underdeveloped body. Diets, protein shakes, aerobics, weight machines, and now free weight training, and not much of a visible improvement in muscle development. He had to admit that he felt stronger, but as far as high muscle definition was concerned, well he seemed to be paddling up stream on that one! Even at midnight there were plenty of people in the midst of their workouts, and most, if not all of them in better shape than Carl. After struggling through a set of bench presses, Carl decided to take a break, and watch the other people stretch and sweat for a while, so after popping open a can of diet soda, he surveyed the room, enjoying the sight of ten women in tights doing an aerobic dance workout. It was funny in a way, be

What Not To Put On Your Application For Employment
NAME: Greg Bulmash DESIRED POSITION: Reclining. Ha ha. But seriously, whatever's available. If I was in a position to be picky, I wouldn't be applying here in the first place. DESIRED SALARY: $185,000 a year plus stock options and a Michael Ovitz style severance package. If that's not possible, make an offer and we can haggle. EDUCATION: Yes. LAST POSITION HELD: Target for middle-management hostility. SALARY: Less than I'm worth. MOST NOTABLE ACHIEVEMENT: My incredible collection of stolen pens and post-it notes. REASON FOR LEAVING: It sucked. HOURS AVAILABLE TO WORK: Any. PREFERRED HOURS: 1:30-3:30 p.m., Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday. DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL SKILLS?: Yes, but they're better suited to a more intimate environment. MAY WE CONTACT YOUR CURRENT EMPLOYER?: If I had one, would I be here? DO YOU HAVE ANY PHYSICAL CONDITIONS THAT WOULD PROHIBIT YOU FROM LIFTING UP TO 50 LBS?: Of what? DO YOU HAVE A CAR?: I think the more appropria

How Well Do U Know Me??
Who are you? 2. Are we friends? 3. When and how did we meet? 4. How have I affected you? 5. What do you think of me? 6. What's the fondest memory you have of me? 7. How long do you think we will be friends? 8. Do you love me? 9. Do you have a crush on me? 10. Would you kiss me? 11. Would you hug me? 12. Physically, what stands out? 13. Emotionally, what stands out? 14. Do you wish I was cooler? 15. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I? 16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. 17. Am I loveable? 18. How long have you known me? 19. Describe me in one word. 20. What was your first impression? 21. Do you still think that way about me now? 22. What do you think my weakness is? 23. Do you think I'll get married? 24. What makes me happy? 25. What makes me sad? 26. What reminds you of me? 27. If you could give me anything what would it be? 28. How well

Toreador
The Toreador are called many things - "degenerates," "artistes," "poseurs" and "hedonists" being but a few. But any such lumpen categorization does the clan a disservice. Depending on the individual and her mood, Toreador are alternately elegant and flamboyant, brilliant and ludicrous, visionary and dissipated. Perhaps the only truism that can be applied to the clan is its members aesthetic zeal. Whatever a Toreador does, she does with passion. Whatever a Toreador is, she is with passion.To the Toreador, eternal life is to be savored. Many Toreador were artists, musicians or poets in life; many more have spent frustrating centuries producing laughable attempts at art, music or poetry Toreador tout themselves as cultivators of all that is best about humanity.. Occasionally, a particularly gifted or inspired creator is Embraced into the clan, to preserve her talent for eternity. In this manner, Clan Toreador has inducted some of humanity's greatest artists, poets and musicians into i

Sex Facts
Be sure to read the warning at the bottom . I didn't change a word! I'm not messing with the Sex Fairy! ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- 1 . Sex is a beauty treatment . Scientific tests find that when women make love they produce amounts of the hormone estrogen, which makes hair shine and skin smooth . ============= 2 . Gentle, relaxed lovemaking reduces your chances of suffering dermatitis, skin rashes and blemishes . The sweat produced cleanses the pores and makes your skin glow . ============= 3 . Lovemaking can burn up those calories you piled on during that romantic dinner . ============= 4 . Sex is one of the safest sports you can take up . It stretches and tones up just about every muscle in the body . It's more enjoyable than swimming 20 laps, and you don't need special sneakers! ============= 5 . Sex is an instant cure for mild depression . It releases endorphins into the bloodstream, producing a sense of euph

Do U Like Kinky Sex
You scored as Biting. When it comes to being kinky, your biggest turn on is biting. You love the ectasy of teeth sinking into your flesh, and are probably willing to return the favor. Sex just isn't sex without using your teeth.Biting100%Whips83%Bondage75%Blind Folds58%Chains/Handcuffs50%Blood42%What's Your Kinky Turn On?created with QuizFarm.com

A Kiss
A kiss can take you on a journey Into the recesses of your senses And into the secrets of your soul As it awakens your excitement And stimulates your desires A kiss will tell you immediately If you'll bond with someone or not You'll know if they share your passion Or if they miss the mark entirely It can lay bare your sensual natural When your lips first touch another's You'll know if they're gentle or they're rough You'll feel their heat or their coldness And feel another's lips stimulate you You'll know if they'll satisfy your needs And when their tongue starts to explore And begin a dance within your mouth You'll know if you match in your rhythm Or If your tempo's are way off key And if you'll make beautiful music together When your kisses match in passion And you're feeling each other's heat You will float in time and space And make time literally stand still You'll be transported to another place The importance of a kiss And the oral expression of your love Allows you to m

Mistake
Look into my eyes See the person inside It was my mistake to bring you into my world It was my mistake to tell you It was mine all mine Now im alone with my fears and tears I lost the best of me Now im left with nothing Fought till i could no more Now im pushed down an cant get back up On the surface calm an happy Inside broken an barren Hope is all i cling to Hope is what drives me For now, hope is all i have Dead to the world Dead inside Gone forever in the pain ive caused Gone forever in the pain i have Gone forever

Weak
Lost inside my own thoughts Pain is my only relief Strange how the little things mattered most Changed right before my eyes Set me free on the wings of a dove Let me fly away this horrid life Let me see what the world has to bring I dont know where i belong anymore Drowning in my tears Blood shed Nothing left to give Nothing left to receive So hard to let go So hard to see the truth Restless mind Thinks of nothing but you Dreams consist of just you I dont know how to stop I dont know how to get away In the end all i have is me In the end i can only love me In the end you hurt me More than you will ever know Weak at the thought of us Weak inside Weak oh so weak

Alone
Awake but barely there Screams resound so clearly You told me you'd never leave Yet here i stand alone You looked me in my eyes Made me cry A life thrown into the void You told me forever Yet now im alone A ghastly hole A dark incision Alone i stand Alone i'll be Alone i am Inside of me Catching what is lost Giving up what i will Allowing myself to slowly FEEL

Tu No Sabes Lo Que Es Ser Esclavo
TU NO SABES LO QUE ES SER ESCLAVO Tú no sabes lo que es ser esclavo de un amor impetuoso y ardiente y llevar un afán como un clavo como un clavo metido en la frente. Tú no sabes lo que es la codicia de morder en la boca anhelada, resbalando su inquieta caricia por contornos de carne nevada. Tú no sabes los males sufridos por quien lucha sin fuerzas y ruega, y mantiene sus brazos tendidos hacia un cuerpo que nunca se entrega. Y no sabes lo que es el despecho de pensar en pensar en tus formas divinas, revolviéndome solo en mi lecho que el insomnio ha sembrado de espinas. Efrén Rebolledo

Why
Wake me up when this nightmare ends I need to see the innocence in life Why do i hurt so much Why do you hurt me so? As these eyes of mine shed these tears You seem to just stand there and let them fall As the breeze in life comes to its faulting end I see the pain in your eyes I see the pain you endure Please just let it be Please come back to me I feel like a shawdow of myself A shell if what i want to be As you walk out that door and out of my life I feel myself leave my body Why do you wish to hurt me? Why do you wish to see me cry? Why is all i can ask And why is all im left with

Struggle
The only reason im in dispair Is because ive feeling, And my love i care You say im cruel And that i lack love But if thats true, why do i love? I shelter away from people Hide away so people dont see I stay in the shadows - you let me be And now ill stay there for eternity One true love has come to its end Thrown away at its very first bend A fork in the road, A moment of thoughtless madness Can bring one end to love And bring a lifetime of sadness How could you let it flow away Months of love and care Thrown in one day Its folie I love you Please dont leave Please dont go Please stay with me Dont shy away from love Embrace it come near My feelings for you lay on the line My feelings for you will stand this time Im sorry for whats happened I know i was wrong But please stay, please be mine The love we have is too good Our love is stronger than it ever should And i keep thinking with you in my mind, and you wont leave

Not On Till Next Tues.......
cause im goin to a comic con in la & plan on meetin paul from kiss & gene for the third time....they are debutin a new comic book....hope to see other celebrities too.....includin stone cold...sat is st paddys day....cool....my friend & his band are playin.....guinness.........mmmmmmmm.....have funnnnn to all & have a cool weekend.....cheers...

Hey
WHATS UP EVERYONE LOOKS LIKE THE WEATHER IS GOIN TO START LOOKIN GOOD YEAH AND IM GLAD.. IN CASE EVERONE DONT KNOW IM IN BLUEFIELD WEST VA I HELP RUN KAROAKE&DJ HES LOOKIN FOR JOBS AS WELL BUT NOT TO FAR HE DOES WEDDINGS,PRIVATE PARTYS PROMS HE PRETTY MUCH DOES IT ALL.. WELL HOLLER AT ME....

5 Things I Hate At This Moment
1. The fact I can't sleep and I have to do stuff in the morning. 2. My neighbors across the street and their 5 kids that start yelling at 7 am. That's why they make muzzles. 3. Control Freaks I tend to run into. It's fun to humor them , trust me I don't really listen to anyone. Plus on a side note with this, it's sad that your ego's are so small that you have to lie about your life to get attention. Go away and find a nice dark place to go a clue 4. People that think bands like Poison , Warrant and Mr. Big were metal. Get a fucking clue. 5. People that "Care about you" that in the end fuck you over. I run into these fuckheads a lot. Ok I'm done now just wanted to make a blog.

What Starts With F And Ends With K
A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her students. The teacher asked, "Harry, what's your problem? Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the 3rd grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd grade too!" Ms. Brooks had had enough. She took Harry to the principal's office. While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms. Brooks he would give the boy a test. If he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed. Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he >agreed to take the test. Principal: "What is 3 x 3?" Harry: "9." Principal: "What is 6 x 6?" Harry: "36." And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader should know. The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her, "I think Harry can go

I Would've Cried If That Was True:
Sinbad Staying Alive Reports of Sinbad's demise have been greatly exaggerated. Following in the (not-so) proud tradition of Jaleel White, Kel Mitchell, and Jon Heder, the comedian has been dogged by rumors of his premature demise. Like all Web-based rumors, this one spread through across the country in a matter of minutes. Folks curious about the comedian's condition pushed Sinbad searches to an all-time high. Queries on the funny man jumped 142% yesterday and are still bombarding the Search box today. Related searches on "sinbad death" and "sinbad comedian" also pelted the Buzz as curious fans came to the Web for a definitive answer. As with the other celebs who have fallen victim to this particularly pernicious rumor, it turns out Sinbad is alive and well. Now if only we could start a rumor that would get "First Kid Part II" into production...

Too Fkn Funny Lmao
Big Butt!! A man and his wife were working in their garden one day and the man looks over at his wife and says: "Your butt is getting really big, I mean really big. I bet your butt is bigger than the barbecue." With that he proceeded to get a measuring tape and measure the grill and then went over to where his wife was working and measured his wife's bottom. "Yes, I was right; your butt is two inches wider than the barbecue!!!" The woman chose to ignore her husband. Later that night in bed, the husband is feeling a little frisky. He makes some advances towards his wife who completely brushes him off. "What's wrong?" he asks. .............. She answers: "Do you really think I'm going to fire up this big-ass grill for one little weenie? Get more at www.hostdrjack.com

Things To Wonder About
THINGS TO WONDER ABOUT 1. Is it good if a vacuum really sucks? 2. Why is the third hand on the watch called the second hand? 3. If a word is misspelled in the dictionary, how would we ever know? 4. If Webster wrote the first dictionary, where did he find the words? 5. Why do we say something is out of whack? What is a whack? 6. Why does "slow down" and "slow up" mean the same thing? 7. Why does "fat chance" and "slim chance" mean the same thing? 8. Why do "tug" boats push their barges? 9. Why do we sing "Take me out to the ball game" when we are already there? 10. Why are they called "stands" when they are made for sitting? 11. Why is it called "after dark" when it really is "after light"? 12. Doesn't "expecting the unexpected" make the unexpected expected? 13. Why are a "wise man" and a "wise guy" opposites? 14. Why do "overlook" and "oversee" mean opposite things? 15 Why is "phonics" not spelled the way it sounds? 16. If work is so terrific, why do they have to pay

Touch
My hands caress my body As you would caress me My fingers explore As you would explore me They seek the special place The place that is yours They find breasts full They touch quivering thighs They feel an aching Wet with desire The love button That calls your name I need to be satisfied Satisfied till the sweetness Is no more Only to begin again

Dance
the sound, flows like a river splendid, deep, emotional at first, its cold, chills to your spine then you become lost in its forever it becomes a song, without words singing in thought, the heart carried away by the currents, the feeling so true drowning and dying in the elegante' embracing your body, your mind, your heart you begin to dream, a freefall in lost dreamz remembering, happy days so sad no tears, just your heart drifting far away, in the space of a spiritual sound a song without words dance

Im Not Gonna Cry
no! Im not gonna cry I thought to myself I prayed day and night this pain in my mind a vice that has hold of me no! Im not gonna cry I hold back tears and this hurt in my throat fills my chest, as it wants to be free my heart begins to ache no! I dont wanna cry I will not fall on bended knees no more tears, I will shed I am alive, I am free this feeling I wished for all my life no! I am not going to cry!

Just So You Will Know!
Margarine was originally manufactured to fatten turkeys. When it killed the turkeys, the people who had put all the money into the research wanted a payback so they put their heads together to figure out what to do with this product to get their money back. It was a white substance with no food appeal so they added the yellow coloring and sold it to people to use in place of butter. How do you like it? They have come out with some clever new flavorings. DO YOU KNOW..the difference between margarine and butter? Read on to the end as it gets more interesting! Both have the same amount of calories but.... Butter: Is slightly higher in saturated fats at 8 grams compared to 5 grams. Increases the absorption of many other nutrients in other foods. Has many nutritional benefits where margarine has a few only because they are added! Tastes much better than margarine and can enhance the flavors of other foods. Has been around for centuries where margarine has been around for

Feelings
My enduring feelings for you will never decay The glitter of time Keeps them polished in my heart Like untainted diamonds They retain beauty and everlasting form Love and trust are gems Given to us before time began As we were conceived In the womb of growing stars Like unblemished moments Of budding shape Never wilting Always blooming To the rhythm Of intimate And miraculous dreams

10 Reasons To Date A Military Man
1. BY BEING IN THE MILITARY, YOU KNOW THEY HAVE DEDICATED THEIR LIFE TO MAKING THE LIVES OF OTHERS BETTER. 2. WHEN THEY ARE OVERSEAS, YOU CHERISH EVERY E-MAIL, IM AND PHONE CALL. EVERY SECOND OF THE TIME YOU SPEND WITH THEM IS SPECIAL. 3. THEY HAVE TO STAY IN SHAPE, SO THEY ALWAYS HAVE A GREAT BODY. 4. ALL THE BUILT UP ANTICIPATION WHILE WAITING FOR THEM TO COME HOME. 5. YOU LAY IN BED AT NIGHT LISTENING TO THE VOICEMAIL OF THE ONE CALL YOU MISSED FROM HIM. 6. GIRLS, MAN IN UNIFORM... YOU ALL KNOW WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT. 7. HAVING A STRONG, BRAVE MAN WHO SHOWS HIS FEELINGS TO ONLY YOU. 8. SEEING THE SMILING FACES OF THE LIVES HE HAS CHANGED IN IRAQ, THOSE ARE PRICELESS PICTURES. 9. HAVING A REASON TO ACTUALLY WRITE A LETTER AGAIN. AND WANTING TO HUG THE MAILMAN WHEN HE BRINGS YOU A LETTER FROM HIM. 10. KNOWING THAT YOU HAVE AN AMAZING MAN LEADING AN AMAZING LIFE. WHEN HE STEPS OFF THE PLANE, FINALLY COMING HOME TO YOU, WORDS COULD NOT DESCRIBE THAT FEELING.

A Matter Of Perspective
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. And 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 overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color of the rainbow. Grand old t

Memo From God...
Should you have a bad day at work; Think of the man who has been out of work for years. Should you despair over a relationship gone bad; Think of the person who has never known what it's like to love and be loved in return. Should you grieve the passing of another weekend; Think of the woman in dire straits, working twelve hours a day, seven days a week to feed her children. Should your car break down, leaving you miles away from assistance; Think of the paraplegic who would love the opportunity to take that walk. Should you notice a new gray hair in the mirror; Think of the cancer patient in chemo who wishes she had hair to examine. Should you find yourself at a loss and pondering what is life all about, asking what is my purpose? Be thankful. There are those who didn't live long enough to get the opportunity. Should you find yourself the victim of other people's bitterness, ignorance, smallness or insecurities; Remember, things could be worse. You could be them!!!!

Rip Adam Crumpler.. Marine
In Loving Memory of Our Fallen Marine Lance Corporal Adam Johnson Crumpler August 31, 1985 - June 18, 2005 ( Of Charleston, West Virginia) Adam, I wish I'd wake up this would all be over with. I wish someone will walk in and say it was all a joke. I wonder why life has to be so depressing Why do all the good die young? Why do we have so many unanswered questions. You were an amazing person You could make anybody smile Now you're gone we don't have anyone to make us laugh. How will we make it through this nightmare? Our eyes are nothing but tears Tears that we cry. Tears that are from missing you. Our sorrow is making our souls bleed. We need you here.. Can you see us crying? I hope you know that your missed. We don't know how were going to make it through Are we ever going to be happy again? With your spirit shining down on us. Putting love and joy in our hearts. Let us know your okay. You're somewhere better With the rest of the fallen

Difference Between A Womans Shower A Mans Shower
HOW TO SHOWER LIKE A WOMAN: 1. Take off clothing and place it in sectioned laundry hamper according tolights and darks. 2. Walk to bathroom wearing long dressing gown. If you see your husband along the way, cover up any exposed areas. 3. Look at your womanly physique in the mirror--make mental note—must do more sit-ups. 4. Get in the shower. Use face cloth, arm cloth,leg cloth, long loofah, wide loofah and pumice stone. 5. Wash your hair once with Cucumber and Sage shampoo with 43 added vitamins. 6. Wash your hair again to make sure it's clean. 7. Condition your hair with Grapefruit Mint conditioner enhanced with natural avocado oil. Leave on hair for fifteen minutes. 8. Wash your face with crushed apricot facial scrub for ten minutes until red. 9. Wash entire rest of body with Ginger Nut and Jaffa Cake body wash. 10. Rinse conditioner off hair (you must make sure that it has all come off). 11. Shave armpits and legs. Consider shaving bikini a

Men Vs Women ( *another Eyeroll*)
MEN AND WOMEN COMPARED NICKNAMES: If Laura, Suzanne, Debra and Rose go out for lunch, they will call each other Laura, Suzanne, Debra and Rose. If Mike, Charlie, Bob and John go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla, Peanut-Head and Scrappy. EATING OUT: When the bill arrives, Mike, Charlie, Bob and John will each throw in $20, even though it's only for $32.50. None of them will have anything smaller, and none will actually admit they want change back. When the girls get their bill, out come the pocket calculators. MONEY: A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he wants. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't want. BATHROOMS: A man has six items in his bathroom: a toothbrush, comb, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn. The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337. A man would not be able to identify most of these items. ARGUMENTS: A woman has the last word in any argument. Anything a

Bumper Stickers
THE GENE POOL COULD USE A LITTLE CHLORINE. TIME IS WHAT KEEPS THINGS FROM HAPPENING ALL AT ONCE I DIDN'T FIGHT MY WAY TO THE TOP OF THE FOOD CHAIN TO BE A VEGETARIAN. WOMEN WHO SEEK TO BE EQUAL WITH MEN LACK AMBITION. YOUR KID MAY BE AN HONOR STUDENT BUT YOU'RE STILL AN IDIOT IF WE AREN'T SUPPOSED TO EAT ANIMALS, WHY ARE THEY MADE WITH MEAT? FEW WOMEN ADMIT THEIR AGE, FEW MEN ACT IT. I DON'T SUFFER FROM INSANITY, I ENJOY EVERY MINUTE OF IT. IT'S LONELY AT THE TOP, BUT YOU EAT BETTER. LOVE: TWO VOWELS, TWO CONSONANTS, TWO FOOLS. ACCORDING TO MY CALCULATIONS THE PROBLEM DOESN'T EXIST. SOME PEOPLE ARE ALIVE ONLY BECAUSE IT IS ILLEGAL TO KILL THEM. PRIDE IS WHAT WE HAVE. VANITY IS WHAT OTHERS HAVE. FORGET ABOUT WORLD PEACE...VISUALIZE USING YOUR TURN SIGNAL. WARNING: DATES ON CALENDAR ARE CLOSER THAN THEY APPEAR. GIVE ME AMBIGUITY OR GIVE ME SOMETHING ELSE. WE HAVE ENOUGH YOUTH, HOW ABOUT A FOUNTAIN OF "SMART." MAKE IT IDIOT PROOF AND SOME

Cover Girl
Please take off the mask,I want to see you. Chip away the mold society has placed upon you. I know underneath,there are tears that fall like rain. I know underneath,there are scars from all the pain. I know underneath,there is a mind trying to break out. I know underneath,lyes fear,anxiety and doubt. Speak to me with your voice not a highly rated monologue. Look to me with your face not a page from a catalog.

Again More Old Ones
the heart feels the most pain why do we hurt so much over people who dont love us we hold onto the wrong things we show the heart what it wants and the heart goes for it we get hurt and yet we hold on love hurts the best of us but it kills the rest of us if true love is meant to be why the hurt why the misery why the anguish of knowing someone is listening to you cry my heart weeps for you blood spills out on the floor please cant you see the pain you are cauesing please dont shut me out let me get through your stubborn walls of hatred let me show you the light how can something that feels so good hurt so much how can something so amazing cause so much hatred let me be let me go let me flow through the rivers of life alone

I Felt
i feel it slipping through my fingers the love the care the need i feel it all going away one little goodbye hug one last goodbye kiss the heartache of years to come the heartbreak of knowing you love me the tears of knowing you want to be with me too why did you listen why did you let go only god knows now i walk through life alone, cold and lonely for no other man will touch me like you no other man will own my heart as you have nobody will see my smiling face for now i am nothing i am NOTHING without your love goodbye world goodbye life goodbye sadness

Tears
bittersweet tears bittersweet sadness bitersweet love love,hope,and fight run through me tears of an angel are on my hands blood of a loved one have my name written in it bloody tears shed by a once soaring angel bloody tears shed by a once whole person bloody tears shed all over me

Recent News
well to start i'm recently single and semi enjoying it. i have no intention of "dating" again until someone proves that it might be worth it by restoring my faith in the females of the human race. i like my freedom but i need some new friends to help me express it.

I Can Totally Relate!
AN OPEN LETTER TO MR. JAMES THATCHER, BRAND MANAGER, PROCTER & GAMBLE. Dear Mr. Thatcher, I have been a loyal user of your Always maxi pads for over 20 years, and I appreciate many of their features. Why, without the LeakGuard Core or Dri-Weave absorbency, I'd probably never go horseback riding or salsa dancing, and I'd certainly steer clear of running up and down the beach in tight, white shorts. But my favorite feature has to be your revolutionary Flexi-Wings. Kudos on being the only company smart enough to realize how crucial it is that maxi-pads be aerodynamic. I can't tell you how safe and secure I feel each month knowing there's a little F-16 in my pants. Have you ever had a menstrual period, Mr. Thatcher? Ever suffered from "the curse"? I'm guessing you haven't. Well, my "time of the month" is starting right now. As I type, I can already feel hormonal forces violently surging through my body. Just a few minutes from now, my body will adjust and I'll be tr

Follow Your Head Or Your Heart?
You Follow Your Heart You're romantic, sentimental, and emotional. You tend to fall in (and out of) love very quickly. Some may call you fickle, but you can't help where your emotions take you. You've definitely broken a few hearts, but you're not a heartbreaker by nature. Your intentions are always good, even if they change with the wind Do You Follow Your Head or Your Heart?

La Sagacidad Del Dominicano
Go to freetranslation.com if you don't read Spanish. Trust me it's worth it, I laughed so hard reading this Ah... La Sagacidad del Dominicano....eh! > > > >Un Dominicano se quería casar con una muchacha judía y para eso le > >pidió > >permiso al padre de ella. Al ir a la casa de los judíos, el padre le > >explicó: > >-Nosotros somos judíos y tenemos una manera peculiar de hacer las > >cosas; si > >te quieres casar con mi hija, tendrás que pasar una prueba. Toma > >esta > >manzana y regresa mañana. > > > >El chico salió con su manzana y regresó al día siguiente. > > > >El padre de la chica le pregunta: > >- ¿Qué hiciste con la manzana? > >- Pues me la comí. Tenía hambre -le dice el Dominicano. > > > >El judío le dice rascándose la barba: > >- Humm, mal, muy mal. Nosotros los judíos pelamos la manzana y con > >la > >cáscara hacemos un vino delicioso, luego la partimos en dos, nos > >comemos una > >mitad y el resto la repartimos entre la familia. Luego las sem

Friends List
hey if you guys don't comment or don't leave commetns on pics i am going to be forced to delet you all...i am not one who likes to have people there to look pretty i am pretty enoough...hahaha i wish...but anyways if you don't do any of it then there is no point in adding you and most of you know who will be staying if you have shown some love then you will be otherwise you are gone.... thanks Damian

Chapter 8 { The War Of The Worlds
CHAPTER EIGHT FRIDAY NIGHT The most extraordinary thing to my mind, of all the strange and wonderful things that happened upon that Friday, was the dovetailing of the commonplace habits of our social order with the first beginnings of the series of events that was to topple that social order headlong. If on Friday night you had taken a pair of compasses and drawn a circle with a radius of five miles round the Woking sand pits, I doubt if you would have had one human being outside it, unless it were some relation of Stent or of the three or four cyclists or London people lying dead on the common, whose emotions or habits were at all affected by the new-comers. Many people had heard of the cylinder, of course, and talked about it in their leisure, but it certainly did not make the sensation that an ultimatum to Germany would have done. In London that night poor Henderson's telegram describing the gradual unscrewing of the shot was judged to be a canard, and his evening

Chapter 14 { The War Of The Worlds
CHAPTER FOURTEEN IN LONDON My younger brother was in London when the Martians fell at Woking. He was a medical student working for an imminent examination, and he heard nothing of the arrival until Saturday morning. The morning papers on Saturday contained, in addition to lengthy special articles on the planet Mars, on life in the planets, and so forth, a brief and vaguely worded telegram, all the more striking for its brevity. The Martians, alarmed by the approach of a crowd, had killed a number of people with a quick-firing gun, so the story ran. The telegram concluded with the words: "Formi- dable as they seem to be, the Martians have not moved from the pit into which they have fallen, and, indeed, seem incapa- ble of doing so. Probably this is due to the relative strength of the earth's gravitational energy." On that last text their leader-writer expanded very comfortingly. Of course all the students in the crammer's biology class, to which my brother w

Chapter 1 { Frankenstien
Chapter 1 I am by birth a Genevese, and my family is one of the most distinguished of that republic. My ancestors had been for many years counsellors and syndics, and my father had filled several public situations with honour and reputation. He was respected by all who knew him for his integrity and indefatigable attention to public business. He passed his younger days perpetually occupied by the affairs of his country; a variety of circumstances had prevented his marrying early, nor was it until the decline of life that he became a husband and the father of a family. As the circumstances of his marriage illustrate his character, I cannot refrain from relating them. One of his most intimate friends was a merchant who, from a flourishing state, fell, through numerous mischances, into poverty. This man, whose name was Beaufort, was of a proud and unbending disposition and could not bear to live in poverty and oblivion in the same country where he had formerly been distinguished f

Chapter 4 { Frankenstein
Chapter 4 From this day natural philosophy, and particularly chemistry, in the most comprehensive sense of the term, became nearly my sole occupation. I read with ardour those works, so full of genius and discrimination, which modern inquirers have written on these subjects. I attended the lectures and cultivated the acquaintance of the men of science of the university, and I found even in M. Krempe a great deal of sound sense and real information, combined, it is true, with a repulsive physiognomy and manners, but not on that account the less valuable. In M. Waldman I found a true friend. His gentleness was never tinged by dogmatism, and his instructions were given with an air of frankness and good nature that banished every idea of pedantry. In a thousand ways he smoothed for me the path of knowledge and made the most abstruse inquiries clear and facile to my apprehension. My application was at first fluctuating and uncertain; it gained strength as I proceeded and soon became so

Chapter 1 Mr Hyde And Dr Jekyll
chapter 1 Story of the Door Mr. Utterson the lawyer was a man of a rugged countenance that was never lighted by a smile; cold, scanty and embarrassed in discourse; backward in sentiment; lean, long, dusty, dreary and yet somehow lovable. At friendly meetings, and when the wine was to his taste, something eminently human beaconed from his eye; something indeed which never found its way into his talk, but which spoke not only in these silent symbols of the after-dinner face, but more often and loudly in the acts of his life. He was austere with himself; drank gin when he was alone, to mortify a taste for vintages; and though he enjoyed the theater, had not crossed the doors of one for twenty years. But he had an approved tolerance for others; sometimes wondering, almost with envy, at the high pressure of spirits involved in their misdeeds; and in any extremity inclined to help rather than to reprove. "I incline to Cain's heresy," he used to say quaintly: "I l

Chapter 8 { Dracluar
CHAPTER 8 MINA MURRAY'S JOURNAL Same day, 11 o'clock P.M.--Oh, but I am tired! If it were not that I had made my diary a duty I should not open it tonight. We had a lovely walk. Lucy, after a while, was in gay spirits, owing, I think, to some dear cows who came nosing towards us in a field close to the lighthouse, and frightened the wits out of us. I believe we forgot everything, except of course, personal fear, and it seemed to wipe the slate clean and give us a fresh start. We had a capital `severe tea' at Robin Hood's Bay in a sweet little old-fashioned inn, with a bow window right over the seaweed-covered rocks of the strand. I believe we should have shocked the `New Woman' with our appetites. Men are more tolerant, bless them! Then we walked home with some, or rather many, stoppages to rest, and with our hearts full of a constant dread of wild bulls. Lucy was really tired, and we intended to creep off to bed as soon as we could. The young curate came in, however, and Mrs.

Chapter 3 { Mr Hyde And Dr Jekyll
Dr. Jekyll Was Quite at Ease A fortnight later, by excellent good fortune, the doctor gave one of his pleasant dinners to some five or six old cronies, all intelligent, reputable men and all judges of good wine; and Mr. Utterson so contrived that he remained behind after the others had departed. This was no new arrangement, but a thing that had befallen many scores of times. Where Utterson was liked, he was liked well. Hosts loved to detain the dry lawyer, when the light-hearted and loose-tongued had already their foot on the threshold; they liked to sit a while in his unobtrusive company, practising for solitude, sobering their minds in the man's rich silence after the expense and strain of gaiety. To this rule, Dr. Jekyll was no exception; and as he now sat on the opposite side of the fire--a large, well-made, smooth-faced man of fifty, with something of a stylish cast perhaps, but every mark of capacity and kindness--you could see by his looks that he ch

Chapter 4 { Mr Hyde And Dr Jekyll
The Carew Murder Case Nearly a year later, in the month of October, 18--, London was startled by a crime of singular ferocity and rendered all the more notable by the high position of the victim. The details were few and startling. A maid servant living alone in a house not far from the river, had gone upstairs to bed about eleven. Although a fog rolled over the city in the small hours, the early part of the night was cloudless, and the lane, which the maid's window overlooked, was brilliantly lit by the full moon. It seems she was romantically given, for she sat down upon her box, which stood immediately under the window, and fell into a dream of musing. Never (she used to say, with streaming tears, when she narrated that experience), never had she felt more at peace with all men or thought more kindly of the world. And as she so sat she became aware of an aged beautiful gentleman with white hair, drawing near along the lane; and advancing to meet him, an

Chapter 2 { The Time Machine
Chapter II I think that at that time none of us quite believed in the Time Machine. The fact is, the Time Traveller was one of those men who are too clever to be believed: you never felt that you saw all round him; you always suspected some subtle reserve, some ingenuity in ambush, behind his lucid frankness. Had Filby shown the model and explained the matter in the Time Traveller's words, we should have shown him far less scepticism. For we should have perceived his motives; a pork butcher could understand Filby. But the Time Traveller had more than a touch of whim among his elements, and we distrusted him. Things that would have made the frame of a less clever man seemed tricks in his hands. It is a mistake to do things too easily. The serious people who took him seriously never felt quite sure of his deportment; they were somehow aware that trusting their reputations for judgment with him was like furnishing a nursery with egg-shell china. So I don't think any of us said very much

Chapter 2 { The Invisibel Man
II. MR. TEDDY HENFREY'S FIRST IMPRESSIONS At four o'clock, when it was fairly dark and Mrs. Hall was screwing up her courage to go in and ask her visitor if he would take some tea, Teddy Henfrey, the clock-jobber, came into the bar. "My sakes! Mrs. Hall," said he, "but this is terrible weather for thin boots!" The snow outside was falling faster. Mrs. Hall agreed with him, and then noticed he had his bag, and hit upon a brilliant idea. "Now you're here, Mr. Teddy," said she, "I'd be glad if you'd give th' old clock in the parlour a bit of a look. 'T is going, and it strikes well and hearty; but the hour-hand won't do nuthin' but point at six." And leading the way, she went across to the parlour door and rapped and entered. Her visitor, she saw as she opened the door, was seated in the armchair before the fire, dozing it would seem, with his bandaged head drooping on one side. The only light in the room was the red glow from the fire -- which lit his eyes like adverse railw

You Don't Know Me(by Outlaw Angel)
You don't know me yet I wish you would have tried Instead you told your pretty lie's. You don't know me yet you had a chance We could have found a sweet romance. You don't know me and I guess you never will And yet you hurt me still.

Chapter 15 { Frankenstein
Chapter 15 "Such was the history of my beloved cottagers. It impressed me deeply. I learned, from the views of social life which it developed, to admire their virtues and to deprecate the vices of mankind. "As yet I looked upon crime as a distant evil, benevolence and generosity were ever present before me, inciting within me a desire to become an actor in the busy scene where so many admirable qualities were called forth and displayed. But in giving an account of the progress of my intellect, I must not omit a circumstance which occurred in the beginning of the month of August of the same year. "One night during my accustomed visit to the neighbouring wood where I collected my own food and brought home firing for my protectors, I found on the ground a leathern portmanteau containing several articles of dress and some books. I eagerly seized the prize and returned with it to my hovel. Fortunately the books were written in the language, the elements of which I had acquired a

Chapter 16 { Dracular
CHAPTER 16 DR SEWARD'S DIARY-cont. It was just a quarter before twelve o'clock when we got into the churchyard over the low wall. The night was dark with occasional gleams of moonlight between the dents of the heavy clouds that scudded across the sky. We all kept somehow close together, with Van Helsing slightly in front as he led the way. When we had come close to the tomb I looked well at Arthur, for I feared the proximity to a place laden with so sorrowful a memory would upset him, but he bore himself well. I took it that the very mystery of the proceeding was in some way a counteractant to his grief. The Professor unlocked the door, and seeing a natural hesitation amongst us for various reasons, solved the difficulty by entering first himself. The rest of us followed, and he closed the door. He then lit a dark lantern and pointed to a coffin. Arthur stepped forward hesitatingly. Van Helsing said to me, "You were with me here yesterday. Was the body of Miss Lucy in that coffin

Sorry
I wanna just say to everyone that I havent got round to telling. I have been in hospital for an operation and thats why I have not been keeping up with things on Cherry Tap. It still hurts a bit to sit at the computer so will be on in fits and starts. Getting better slowly but bear with me.

Chapter 8 { Mr Hyde And Dr Jekyll
The Last Night Mr. Utterson was sitting by his fireside one evening after dinner, when he was surprised to receive a visit from Poole. "Bless me, Poole, what brings you here?" he cried; and then taking a second look at him, "What ails you?" he added; is the doctor ill?" "Mr. Utterson," said the man, "there is something wrong." "Take a seat, and here is a glass of wine for you," said the lawyer. "Now, take your time, and tell me plainly what you want." "You know the doctor's ways, sir," replied Poole, "and how he shuts himself up. Well, he's shut up again in the cabinet; and I don't like it, sir--I wish I may die if I like it. Mr. Utterson, sir, I'm afraid." "Now, my good man," said the lawyer, "be explicit. What are you afraid of?" "I've been afraid for about a week," returned Poole, doggedly disregarding the question, "and I can bear it no more." The man's appearance amply bore out his words; his manner was altered for

At The End Of August
So I lit lanterns, To light up all these words, Looking back I know It's what I'd die for. And through all of this life, Smashed away all the strife, A friendship I paint, untouchable. Crawling from the floor, I've been there before. There I was staring Back at the bottom. Let's just make this clear, It came from these tears. Carved across our chest, loyalty. And with the new light, There was young hope. To underline the meaning, And carve our names in. At the end of August, the end of... At the end of August, the end of... I'll never replace the ones I first made, Jesus, does anyone? So I lit lanterns, To light up all these words, Looking back I know It's what I'd die for. And through all of this life, Smashed away all the strife, A friendship I paint, untouchable. And with the new light, There was young hope. To underline the meaning, And carve our names in. At the end of August, the end of... At the end of August, the end of... I'll neve

Cheerios Don't Like Me ...or My Stapled Gut
Yeah, I know...odd title for a blog, right? Allow me to explain my latest discovery in the ongoing journey of What Steve is no longer able to eat because his stomach is stapled: Since having my stomach stapled some five years ago (gastric bypass) and since losing some 170 lbs total (I used to weigh about 400 lbs), I have continually had to re-adjust my diet to accomodate a healthier lifestyle and my smaller gullet. Sure, I slip up sometimes and I cheat, but everyone does. My big downfall when I was a fat guy was Italian food. Pizza, pasta, big fattening sandwiches. There were also loving relationships with every fast food chain imaginable (mmmmm...double Whopper with cheese). Those days are over. Today, I'm all about eating way less carbs and dairy, eating lots of protein and veggies, choking down about 33 vitamins per day, and I exercise non-stop in an effort to keep myself around 230 or 240 lbs. I even stopped drinking completely in January in an effort to A) sober up, and B

Weeks 45 - 46
- So remember that time the Horsemen launched from Oolong Island and killed two-thirds of the Black Marvel family? Yeah, Black Adam is totally going to kill all those scientist guys now, except for the fact that they’re mad scientists and therefore very good at throwing up crazy killing machine after crazy killing machine to save their skinny little hides. - As Adam bears down on the compound, Veronica Cale has a moment of clarity on unleashing four giant, badass, cyborg murder gods on the planet she calls home. Her only response to the overwhelming guilt and impending death at the hands of a superhero? Get nekkid with Will Magnus. Sure, seems reasonable to us. - Cale attempts to give herself to Adam as the culprit, but is quickly ignored by the mad Marvel. Luckily for the scientists inside, member I.Q. is totally awesome at “Braveheart”-style speech-making and persuades the puny humans to fight back against the ultimate schoolyard bully. - Oh yeah, and all this time T.O. Morr

Lies And Deceit
Why are we as a people forced to caterer to the needs of every other non white person in the world? We as a people are no longer able to do what’s best for ourselves and our people, we are forced to pay taxes and pass laws which prohibit any forms of retaliation against those who wrong our people, we are forced to take in feed and cloth those people fleeing from a third world country and say nothing about it, we are supposed to not speak up when our tax money is sent over seas to a terror state and we are supposed to smile as we watch our nations grow weaker by the hour. Well I feel it’s about time we started speaking up, it’s about time we tell those in power that we are no longer willing to watch as the money best spent in our nations goes to supporting a country whose very existence came into being after world war two, we need to put a stop to our governments misappropriation of our hard earned money. We as a people need to step up and speak out in order to see our nations back t

Kiss
Kiss on the stomach; I'm ready. -Kiss on the Forehead; I hope we're together forever. -Kiss on the Head; Your my everything. -Kiss on the Cheek; I like you. -Kiss on the Hand; I adore you. -Kiss on the Neck; We belong together. -Kiss on the Shoulder; I want you. -Kiss on the Lips; I love you. ____________________________________________________ What the gesture means... -Holding Hands; We definitely like each other. -Slap on the Butt; That's mine. -Holding on tight; I don't want to let go. -Looking into each other's Eyes; I just plain like you. -Playing with Hair; Tell me you love me. -Arms around the Waist; I like you too much to let go. -Laughing while Kissing; I am completely comfortable with you. ____________________________________________________ Advice; Don't ask for a kiss, take one. If you were thinking about someone while reading this, you're definitely in Love. _______________________________________________

Seduction (xxx Story)
It has been quite a while since I have written any new material so here ya go. Please let me know what you think. :) The lights are off. The room is lit only by scented candles and the shimmering glow from the soft lights below the water of the hot tub. You've been soaking now for about 20 minutes, sipping the chilled white wine I'd set beside the tub for you. I get out before you and towel off, returning quickly with a thick, large heated terrycloth towel for you. I assist you from the tub and slowly begin to towel you dry, standing behind you that I might admire your reflection in the mirror behind the tub. As each inch of your skin is dried and becomes visible to me, I kiss it and pay further homage to your magnificent body. Your squared shoulders, firm breasts, small waist, round spherical buttocks, taut lean legs, slender tapered feet. Once dry I lead you into the master bedroom guiding you to my bed. Our lips meet for the first time, wet with desire for each other. I set

A Poem I Wrote...
This Stump Used to Sway A stump roots alone All the others have gone I watched as men came With shovels and axes Hacking and digging Like foxes on a hunt Showing no mercy To unknowing prey This stub was once a pine Standing tall in its glory Now it sits at my eye level Sitting meekly in its bareness Needles used to fall from the branches One by one Day by day It used to rock back and forth As the wind would blow And its branches would brush against others Like two robin chicks Fighting over a worm I sat on my hind legs Jerking my head to gawk I nibble at my paw to clean it Almost dropping my fruit Staring as men took the stump away There were four of them One was pudgier than the others They drove elsewhere The stump on the back of the truck I hopped towards the empty spot One of many in the vast patch My tail shuddered as I stopped And my nose twitched Smelling where there was a hole A small gap in the earth Where my home once stood

My Short Story...
Ralph shifted uneasily in his seat. He had been sitting at the kitchen table for a good ten minutes. Crossing his legs, he finally picked up the newspaper resting on the table in front of him. It had been there since around 7:30 that morning. It was half past eleven. Lunch was usually cooking on the stove and served to him around noon. All of his meals were home cooked and that’s how he enjoyed it. Today there was nothing. His body was stiff, more than it usually was. His legs were crossed, and his knuckles were white from gripping the paper too hard. Ralph squinted to see the words; his thick-rimmed glasses were sitting on the table next to his dirty coffee cup. There was a line of dried coffee down the side of the plain, black mug. A few other dishes were in the sink that should have been drying on the dish rack. Today they weren’t. Ralph curled his lips slightly. He didn’t want to pick up his glasses because he worried he would break them. Glasses were too expensive nowadays

I Hate Poetry.....so Here's A Poem
Hands and Flesh Hands stroke across my skin Dance along willing flesh Hands that are rough At first a gentle caress Anticipatory sweat forms on my warm flesh My heart rushes blood through my veins No thoughts in my head No fear in my heart A freedom pierces my soul It's a freedom from control And still remain whole It is peace to finally submit Freedom and peace two words distant to me All day being what is expected But when laid bare before those hands all those chains become unbound My soul is no longer affected It is peace to finally submit The red heat burns my skin the sting slowly sinks in Freedom and bondage connected Nothing else matters No sin burdens me My world becomes flesh and two hands Pleasure and peace to finally submit

Chapter 3 { Moby Dick
CHAPTER 3 The Spouter Inn Entering that gable-ended Spouter-Inn, you found yourself in a wide, low, straggling entry with old-fashioned wainscots, reminding one of the bulwarks of some condemned old craft. On one side hung a very large oil painting so thoroughly besmoked, and every way defaced, that in the unequal crosslights by which you viewed it, it was only by diligent study and a series of systematic visits to it, and careful inquiry of the neighbors, that you could any way arrive at an understanding of its purpose. Such unaccountable masses of shades and shadows, that at first you almost thought some ambitious young artist, in the time of the New England hags, had endeavored to delineate chaos bewitched. But by dint of much and earnest contemplation, and oft repeated ponderings, and especially by throwing open the little window towards the back of the entry, you at last come to the conclusion that such an idea, however wild, might not be altogether unwarranted. But

Chapter 9 { The Time Machine
Chapter IX We emerged from the palace while the sun was still in part above the horizon. I was determined to reach the White Sphinx early the next morning, and ere the dusk I purposed pushing through the woods that had stopped me on the previous journey. My plan was to go as far as possible that night, and then, building a fire, to sleep in the protection of its glare. Accordingly, as we went along I gathered any sticks or dried grass I saw, and presently had my arms full of such litter. Thus loaded, our progress was slower than I had anticipated, and besides Weena was tired. And I began to suffer from sleepiness too; so that it was full night before we reached the wood. Upon the shrubby hill of its edge Weena would have stopped, fearing the darkness before us; but a singular sense of impending calamity, that should indeed have served me as a warning, drove me onward. I had been without sleep for a night and two days, and I was feverish and irritable. I felt sleep coming upon me, and

Chapter 13 { The Time Machine
Epilogue One cannot choose but wonder. Will he ever return? It may be that he swept back into the past, and fell among the blood-drinking, hairy savages of the Age of Unpolished Stone; into the abysses of the Cretaceous Sea; or among the grotesque saurians, the huge reptilian brutes of the Jurassic times. He may even now - if I may use the phrase - be wandering on some plesiosaurus-haunted Oolitic coral reef, or beside the lonely saline lakes of the Triassic Age. Or did he go forward, into one of the nearer ages, in which men are still men, but with the riddles of our own time answered and its wearisome problems solved? Into the manhood of the race: for I, for my own part cannot think that these latter days of weak experiment, fragmentary theory, and mutual discord are indeed man's culminating time! I say, for my own part. He, I know - for the question had been discussed among us long before the Time Machine was made - thought but cheerlessly of the Advancement of Mankind, and saw in

Chapter 6 { The First Men In The Moon
I REMEBER how one day Cavor suddenly opened six of our shutters and blinded me so that I cried aloud at him. The whole area was moon, a stupendous scimitar of white dawn with its edge hacked out by notches of darkness, the crescent shore of an ebbing tide of darkness, out of which peaks and pinnacles came glittering into the blaze of the sun. I take it reader has seen pictures or photographs of the moon and that I need not describe the broader features of that landscape, those spacious ringlike ranges vaster than any terrestrial mountains, their summits shining in the day, their shadows harsh and deep, the gray disordered plains, the ridges, hills, and craterlets, all passing at last from a blazing illumination into a common mystery of black. Athwart this world we were flying scarcely a hundred miles above its crests and pinnacles. And now we could see, what no eye on earth will ever see, that under the blaze of the day the harsh outlines of the rocks and ravines of the plains and crat

Im Back
Well holy hell its been a while since i been here. My Myspace is fuckin up for some reason so ill use this one. So whats goin on with me? NOTHING! And its driving me nuts...well, acutally im occasionaly working on a film project called Winter River with my homies. You can check it out here www.myspace.com/winterriver I produce some of the music and act in it as well. Though i havent done much acting yet. Right now were trying to get the word out about it so if ya wanna be cool like me (jus kiddin), tell your friends, tell your neighbors, tell the stripper you met last night or tell the crazy depressed goth kid down the street from you all about it so's we can get a fanbase goin. K, im out.

The Life Of { Mary Shelley
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley (1797-1851), English author wrote the Gothic horror story Frankenstein or; The Modern Prometheus (1818); “I am alone and miserable; man will not associate with me; but one as deformed and horrible as myself would not deny herself to me. My companion must be of the same species and have the same defects. This being you must create.” Started as a ghost story and inspired by a conversation Shelley had overheard between her husband Percy Bysshe Shelly and Lord George Gordon Byron talking about galvanism, it soon became one of the first best selling works by a female author. Sir Walter Scott mistakenly thought it had been written by Percy, and it received mixed reviews, but today it is still widely read and has inspired various adaptations to the stage and screen. The Gothic movement evolved from Romanticism, delving deeper into profound philosophical questions like the quest of man to achieve perfection, and through a character even at first so distur

D'oh
It must be Monday. I've already started the day off by whining like a little school girl. Boohoo my mumm was deleted. Boohoo the admins are mean underwears for not liking my monkey. Ok, I'm starting over. Sorry about that episode. Who wants cake?

A Blahz..
Well Spanx to all that have added me, seriously tho.. how the fooker do you work this stuff out?? okies i been here for a few weeks, and ive only just learnt how to make a blog. *roflmao* sad i know!! anywayz sum humour for ya'all *winx* PROVERBS Whats your answer?? Strike while the .........fookers down!!. Never underestimate the power of............ants. Don't bite the hand that....................looks dirty. Better to be safe than........... Given a Wedgie If you lie down with dogs, you'll.......stink in the morning. It's always darkest before............DaylightSaving Time. You can lead a horse to water but...........how? No news is..................................impossible. A miss is as good as a......................Mr. You can't teach an old dog new......... Pooping places Love all, trust.............................me. The pen is mightier than the.............. pencil. An idle mind is.....................the best way to rela

Warning!!!!
I don’t usually send out these warnings but this one could be serious.!!! IMPORTANT If you receive an email entitled "Bedtimes" delete it IMMEDIATELY. Do not open it. Apparently this one is pretty nasty. It will not only erase everything on your hard drive, but it will also delete anything on disks within 20 feet of your computer . It demagnetizes the stripes on ALL of your credit cards. It reprograms your ATM pin number, screws up the tracking on your VCR, and uses subspace field harmonics to scratch any CD's you attempt to play. It will program your phone auto dial to call only 0898 numbers. This virus will mix antifreeze into your fish tank. IT WILL CAUSE YOUR TOILET TO FLUSH WHILE YOU ARE SHOWERING. It will drink ALL your beer. FOR GOD'S SAKE, ARE YOU LISTENING?? It will leave dirty underwear on the coffee table when you are expecting company. If the "Bedtimes" message opened in a Windows 95/98/2000/xp or vista environment, it will leave the toilet seat up and leave your ha

War
why is the war taking away our family they take our brothers our sisters our fathers over to war than you pray you get to see them again you never know when they will be back or if they died war causes so much pain people sit down and pray it will end soon when will it all be over i hope it will be over soon before more good men and women die by Melissa Dumler

Pain
whats with all this pain it hurts so much why did it happen i guess i'll never know why i'll just have to figure it out so i can get rid of some of this pain why do bad things happen to good people and cause all this pain why can't people tell me why i am in pain i guess i'll just have to live with this pain by Melissa Dumler

Go Away
GO AWAY just leave me alone i don't want to talk to you GO the hell away i want to be left alone like you care anyway all you care about is yourself GO AWAY you have no respect for others just leave me alone i don't want to be bothered i want to be left alone to figure things out just go away leave me alone i don't want to be bothered by anyone by Melissa Dumler

Sad
i was sad when it happened i didn't believe it why it's sad to see someone die for people to split up to go their different ways after so many years i cried when it happened it was so sad you could tell it was coming when they moved apart i was sad i could tell it was probably for the best than why did it hurt so much when it happened i was hurt i was sad by Melissa Dumler

Death
i know i'm afraid of death i know that we all have to die sometime i don't want death to get me not now i love my life i have to face facts that death will come when it is my time not now i want to be with my family now i want to see what will come death will get me when it is my time i know not now by Melissa Dumler

Chapter 9 { The Invisibel Man
IX. MR. THOMAS MARVEL You must picture Mr. Thomas Marvel as a person of copious, flexible visage, a nose of cylindrical protrusion, a liquorish, ample, fluctuating mouth, and a beard of bristling eccentricity. His figure inclined to embonpoint; his short limbs accentuated this inclination. He wore a furry silk hat, and the frequent substitution of twine and shoe-laces for buttons, apparent at critical points of his costume, marked a man essentially bachelor. Mr. Thomas Marvel was sitting with his feet in a ditch by the roadside over the down towards Adderdean, about a mile and a half out of Iping. His feet, save for socks of irregular open-work, were bare, his big toes were broad, and pricked like the ears of a watchful dog. In a leisurely manner -- he did everything in a leisurely manner -- he was contemplating trying on a pair of boots. They were the soundest boots he had come across for a long time, but too large for him; whereas the ones he had were, in dry weather, a very com

Freinds
why is it that they call you their friend than they go telling lies about you just using you when they want something they may say their your friends but their not they make fun of the way you look than they say we're still friends well their not my friends if they are going to be like that they can go straight to hell you're not my friend you don't like me you really hate me you are not my friend by Melissa Dumler

Work
You are always working you are hardly ever home when you are home you are always sleeping i know you are not always there when we need you but you are there when it counts you work so much that you are getting sick it's not good for you or for your health you work all th time when you are not at work you are helping other people by working on cars and helping them around their houses but we are glad to get to help you work with other people by Melissa Dumler for her father

Chapter 4 { The Canterville Ghost
The next day the ghost was very weak and tired. The terrible excitement of the last four weeks was beginning to have its effect. His nerves were completely shattered, and he started at the slightest noise. For five days he kept his room, and at last made up his mind to give up the point of the blood-stain on the library floor. If the Otis family did not want it, they clearly did not deserve it. They were evidently people on a low, material plane of existence, and quite incapable of appreciating the symbolic value of sensuous phenomena. The question of phantasmic apparitions, and the development of astral bodies, was of course quite a different matter, and really not under his control. It was his solemn duty to appear in the corridor once a week, and to gibber from the large oriel window on the first and third Wednesdays in every month, and he did not see how he could honourably escape from his obligations. It is quite true that his life had been very evil, but, upon the ot

The Life Of { Oscar Wilde }
Oscar Wilde (1854-1900), Irish poet and dramatist whose reputation rests on his comic masterpieces Lady Windermere's Fan(1892) and The Importance of Being Earnest (1895). Among Wilde's other best-known works are his only novel The Picture of Dorian Gray(1891) and his fairy tales especially "The Happy Prince." Wilde was born on October 16, 1854 in Dublin to unconventional parents - his mother Lady Jane Francesca Wilde (1820-96), was a poet and journalist. His father was Sir William Wilde, an Irish antiquarian, gifted writer, and specialist in diseases of the eye and ear. Wilde studied at Portora Royal School, Enniskillen, County Fermanagh (1864-71), Trinity College, Dublin (1871-74) and Magdalen College, Oxford (1874-78). In 1878 Wilde received his B.A. and in the same year he moved to London. His lifestyle and humorous wit soon made him the spokesman for Aestheticism, the late 19th century movement in England that advocated art for art's sake. He worked as art reviewer (1881),

Who Am I To You
who am i you say you love me than you call me someone else do you remember my name? do you still love her? you say you dont than you call me her name who am i to you you say you love me than you say you dont know real love why didnt i see it from the start that you where all wrong for me you wanted me for all the wrong reason how can i say i love you i know i say it but i dont feel it for you you are like a friend i like maybe you say you love me than you call me her name how can you love some one when you cant even remember my name i have a name who am i to you i have a name i have my own life you are all wrong for me now its time for you to go time for me to get on with my life you say you love me but i want real love you cant give it to me time for me to move on goodbye to you

I'm Over You
im over you you keep calling me wanting me back i have news for you im over you im over your lies you told me i dont need you saying you love me you are gone im fine with that i kicked you out of my life i dont want you back so dont go calling me you dont love me get on with your life dont go calling me asking if we would ever work out again like i told you before it will never be im over you i dont need you back so go on with your life im happy on my own i kicked you out of my life you can never be apart of my life again im over you i dont need you i can make it on my own i dont need a man in my life to be happy dont go calling me any more you can tell your family all the lies you want you can tell them what i did to you tell me how i hurt you so bad im over you i dont need you telling me i need you to be happy im happy on my own

The Young Priest
The elderly priest, speaking to a younger priest, said, "It was a good idea to replace the first four pews with plush bucket theater seats. It worked like a charm. The front of the church always fills first now." The young priest nodded, and the old priest continued, "And you told me adding a little more beat to the music would bring young people back to church, so I supported you when you brought in that rock n' roll gospel choir. Now our services are consistently packed to the balcony." "Thank you, Father," answered the young priest. "I am pleased that you are open to the new ideas of youth." "All of these ideas have been well and good," said the elderly priest, "But I'm afraid you've gone too far with the drive-thru confessional." "But, Father," protested the young priest, "my confessions and the donations have nearly doubled since I began that!" "Yes," replied the elderly priest, "And I appreciate that. But the flashing neon sign, 'Toot 'n Tell or Go to Hell'

Butterfly Kisses
Butterfly Kisses There’s two things I know for sure, She was sent here from heaven and she’s daddy’s little girl As I drop to my knees at her bed at night She talks to Jesus and I close my eyes And I thank god for all the joys in my life And most of all… For butterfly kisses and her bedtime prayer, Sticking little white flowers all up in hair “Walk beside the pony dad, it’s my first ride” “I know the cake looks funny dad, but I sure tried” With all that I’ve done wrong I must’ve done something right To deserve a hug every morning And butterfly kisses every night Sweet sixteen today And she’s looking like her momma a little more every day One part woman the other part girl To perfume and make up from ribbons and curls Trying her wings out in a great big world But I remember… Her butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer Sticking little white flowers all up in her hair “You know how much I love you dad, if you don’t mind I’m only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time” With all that I’ve done

Update
so my week hasnt really gone that well started it off by my car breaking down on monday i have to replace the engine monut$$$$$$$$ too much money. theres this girl in kuwait that i was seeing before she left in febuarry i really miss her wish she was here i dont really date many girls unless i know them well so i dont have anyone to really talk to its upseting. well anyways im done talking

Chapter 5 { The Hound Of The Baskervills
Chapter 5. Three Broken Threads Sherlock Holmes had, in a very remarkable degree, the power of detaching his mind at will. For two hours the strange business in which we had been involved appeared to be forgotten, and he was entirely absorbed in the pictures of the modern Belgian masters. He would talk of nothing but art, of which he had the crudest ideas, from our leaving the gallery until we found ourselves at the Northumberland Hotel. "Sir Henry Baskerville is upstairs expecting you," said the clerk. "He asked me to show you up at once when you came." "Have you any objection to my looking at your register?" said Holmes. "Not in the least." The book showed that two names had been added after that of Baskerville. One was Theophilus Johnson and family, of Newcastle; the other Mrs. Oldmore and maid, of High Lodge, Alton. "Surely that must be the same Johnson whom I used to know," said Holmes to the porter. "A lawyer, is he not, gray-headed, and walks with a limp?" "

I Am Tired Of Searching
it seems that all my luck with girls these days are they like me and than they dont or that they like me than i found out they have a boyfriend so i have decided to give up in searching for a girl if there is one out there for me than it will just happen by faith and faith alone. i decided to just let faith take its course and i am done just going after and persuing girls cause i cant keep getting hurt like this it annoys me and it sucks so yeah. i hope everyone has a great day i will talk to the ones that i actually talk to some time in the near future. take care ya'll.

Drifting
I sometimes find I'm drifting Through this life without effect; I often wonder if I'm truly Worth what I've been blessed. I search through days that have been hard, To try to understand, The many trials that I have known, The life that I have had. You see me in my daily grind, So confident and strong; Yet when I am alone, I question Just where I belong. I often try too hard I find, To analyze and guess, To scrutinize, investigate My life I will confess. For somewhere deeper, there must be Some meaning to this life, Some way to make a difference, Give a reason for this strife. Is there some hidden meaning? Some agenda to be found? A greater purpose waiting If I care to hang around? It teases and it taunts me, Always slightly out of sight; A hazy vision out of reach, Where darkness hides the light. I struggle to bring clarity To what awaits me there, And yet this weak illusion Always fades before my stare. It seems the harder that I try, T

Chapter 5 { In The Days Of The Comet
The Pursuit of the Two Lovers AS THE train carried me on from Birmingham to Monkshampton, it carried me not only into a country where I had never been before, but out of the commonplace daylight and the touch and quality of ordinary things, into the strange unprecedented night that was ruled by the giant meteor of the last days. There was at that time a curious accentuation of the common alternation of night and day. They became separated with a widening difference of value in regard to all mundane affairs. During the day, the comet was an item in the newspapers, it was jostled by a thousand more living interests, it was as nothing in the skirts of the war storm that was now upon us. It was an astronomical phenomenon somewhere away over China, millions of miles away in the deeps. We forgot it. But directly the sun sank one turned ever and again towards the east, and the meteor resumed its sway over us. One waited for its rising, and yet each night it came as a surprise. A

Capter 9 { The Hound Of The Baskervills
Chapter 9. The Light upon the Moor [Second Report of Dr. Watson] Baskerville Hall, Oct. 15th. MY DEAR HOLMES: If I was compelled to leave you without much news during the early days of my mission you must acknowledge that I am making up for lost time, and that events are now crowding thick and fast upon us. In my last report I ended upon my top note with Barrymore at the window, and now I have quite a budget already which will, unless I am much mistaken, considerably surprise you. Things have taken a turn which I could not have anticipated. In some ways they have within the last forty-eight hours become much clearer and in some ways they have become more complicated. But I will tell you all and you shall judge for yourself. Before breakfast on the morning following my adventure I went down the corridor and examined the room in which Barrymore had been on the night before. The western window through which he had stared so intently has, I noticed, one peculiarity above all oth

Spring Classes For Men
THE ADULT LEARNING CENTER REGISTRATION MUST BE COMPLETED by Thursday, Mar. 31, 2007 NOTE: DUE TO THE COMPLEXITY AND DIFFICULTY LEVEL OF THEIR CONTENTS, CLASS SIZES WILL BE LIMITED TO 8 PARTICIPANTS MAXIMUM . Class 1 How To Fill Up The Ice Cube Trays--Step by Step, with Slide Presentation. Meets 4 weeks, Monday and Wednesday for 2 hours beginning at 7:00 PM . Class 2 The Toilet Paper Roll--Does It Change Itself? Round Table Discussion. Meets 2 weeks, Saturday 12:00 for 2 hours. Class 3 Is It Possible To Urinate Using The Technique Of Lifting The Seat and Avoiding The Floor, Walls and Nearby Bathtub?--Group Practice. Meets 4 weeks, Saturday 10:00 PM for 2 hours. Class 4 Fundamental Differences Between The Laundry Hamper and The Floor--Pictures and Explanatory Graphics. Meets Saturdays at 2:00 PM for 3 weeks. Class 5 Dinner Dishes--Can They Levitate and Fly Into The Kitchen

And What Do We Learn From This, Class?
Ventura, CA- A local computer teacher blew off part of his right hand during class when he squashed an insect crawling across his desk with a 40mm ammunition shell. Robert Colla, who found the five-inch long shell while hunting years ago, used it as a paperweight. "Obviously he didn't think the round was live", observed a fellow teacher.

That Explains The Free Refills
Tampa, FL- For her science-fair project at Benito Middle School, seventh grader Jasmine Roberts decided to compare ice from self-service machines at five fast food restaurants to water from the bathroom toilets. Her finding: Three of the five ice samples were dirtier than the toilet water, which contained lower levels of E.coli bacteria.

Photo Rating
I know we all like to rate the photos, but there is no reason to be an asshole and rate people a 2 or 3, just because you don't like them or they pissed you off. If you can't be nice, stay away. We are all here to have fun and not have some jerk try to hurt your feelings. So, just enjoy the site and have some fun.

Kids
I am posting this blog about family. I come from a family that sticks together through thick and thin. I raised my son and daughters the same way. But it sure is funny when they think they are grown they seem to forget about family.. They become so self centered and only care about their feelings and what they can get out of other people or how much they can hurt someone. Just recently I had to kick my son out of the house. Due to things he was doing that he knows as a military person he shouldn't be doing. Now he is going around saying ugly ugly things about me to people on here and myspace. How can a son do this to a mother that raised him by herself and gave up her happiness and things she wanted to do and have to make sure that he and his sister had what they wanted in life. My kids never went without I always got them what they wanted. I have recently got my son out of trouble with the military where he got demoted in rank cause of failure to report. He had 3 warrent

What Is Your Expression Number?
Your Expression Number is 5 A total multi-tasker, you have a wide variety of talents. You're very versatile and able to change at a drop of a hat. A free spirit, you crave change and adventure. Clever and quick witted, you can convince anyone of anything. You can do anything you desire... though this sometimes gets you in trouble! Very popular, you're always thinking up new ways to entertain and amuse your friends. Your restless and impatient attitude means you don't stay with projects for long. You tend to be erratic and scattered - it's hard for you to focus. You often find yourself in a state of flux with constantly changing interests. What's Your Expression Number?

One Skillet Corned Beef Hash
One Skillet Corned Beef Hash 2 tablespoons vegetable oil 2 onions, chopped 4 potatoes, peeled and chopped 4 carrots, peeled and chopped (optional) 1 lb(give or take) leftover corned beef, chopped 1 tablespoon ground black pepper 5 tablespoons cider vinegar Heat oil in a large skillet over medium high heat. Saute carrots, onions, and potatoes until slightly browned, reduce heat to medium and then cover and cook for about 10 minutes, turning once. Stir in corned beef. Season with pepper and add vinegar 1 tablespoon at a time, cooking for 3 to 5 minutes in between each addition. Partially cover skillet, reduce heat to medium-low and cook, stirring occasionally, for about 20 minutes or until potatoes and carrots are tender.

Pineapple Drop Cookies
Pineapple Drop Cookies These are my absolute favorite cookie. They come out very thick and soft. 2 cups sugar (I use 1 cup regular and 1 cup brown) 1 cup margarine-softened 2 eggs 1 tsp. vanilla 4 cups flour 1 tsp. baking powder (rounded) 1 tsp baking soda (level) 1/2 tsp salt 1 small can crushed pineapple-undrained 1 cup chopped walnuts (optional) Cream margarine and then add sugar. Mix well. Add eggs and vanilla and continue mixing. Sift together dry ingredients and add to egg mixture, alternating with crushed pineapple, mix thoroughly. Add nuts if desired and mix well. Refrigerate dough for an hour or two. Drop by spoonfuls and bake in 350F oven for about 10 to 12 minutes.

Pepsi Pork With Rich Gravy
Pepsi Pork with Rich Gravy 4 pound pork roast (can use chops or steaks too) up to 6 lb. 4 medium russet potatoes-peeled and chopped in 1 inch pieces 6 carrots-peeled and chopped in one inch pieces 1 package dry onion(or onion mushroom) soup mix 1 can cream of mushroom soup 1 can Pepsi or Coke Brown roast on all sides. Place in crockpot. Place carrots and potatoes around the roast. Mix together onion soup mix, Pepsi and mushroom soup and pour over the top. Cook on low 6-7 hours. The gravy from the sauce is delicious on potatoes or rice. Note: I always add a can of sliced mushrooms to the mixture too.

You Ment So Much
You meant so much to all of us You were special and that's no lie You brightened up the darkest day And the cloudiest sky Your smile alone warmed hearts Your laugh was like music to hear I would give absolutely anything To have you well and standing near Not a second passes When you're not on our minds Your love we will never forget The hurt will ease in time Many tears I have seen and cried They have all poured out like rain I know that you are happy now And no longer in any pain.

Dude Didn't Have Leg To Stand On
Cops: Leg May Be Linked To Tattooed Torso Body Part Washes Up On Knicks, Rangers Owner's Property (CBS) COVE NECK, N.Y. On a day the tide turned the waters of Oyster Bay Harbor gave up some grisly secrets. First, a fisherman found part of a leg among the rocks on Tuesday night. Across the water in the exclusive neighborhood of Cove Neck another body part was sent ashore. A leg stuffed in a garbage bag found by a landscaper who was working the beachfront property belonging to James Dolan, the CEO of Cablevision Systems Corp. and the chairman of Madison Square Garden, owner of the New York Knicks and New York Rangers. "It was 6 inches below the knee," Lloyd Harbor Police Lt. Dennis Dooley said. "It was a right foot we believe and it had some flesh and bone attached to it." The small, exclusive village where the leg appeared is also home to the former so-called summer White House of President Teddy Roosevelt. Chopper 2 HD was above the scene when police scoured the grounds a

Dear Lord
DEAR LORD, Let this be my daily prayer Each day my faith renew. Take me by the hand, Dear Lord, And let me walk with you. Fill my heart each day with love, As I do my daily deeds. Please give me strength for each new day To meet my daily needs. Let me have an open-mind Getting wisdom, straight from You. Let Your light shine out from me In all I say and do. Help me deal with others As You would have me do. Lord, help me think before I speak So Your love in me shows through. And each day please forgive me Of the things that I did wrong. Help me forgive my enemies, By forgiving, make me strong. Help me know just what to do, When problems start to rise. Fill me with Your wisdom, So I'll be truly wise. Mold me into what You want. Fill me with Your love. Help me make this life on earth Like paradise above. Each night as I lay down to sleep Let me hear from You, "Well done." I ask all this from You, Dear Lord, In the name of Jesus Christ, Your S

Chapter 10 The Mummy { The Jewel Of Seven Stars
I Placed the book on the little table on which the shaded lamp rested, and moved the screen to one side. Thus I could have the light on my book; and by looking up, see the bed, and the Nurse, and the door. I cannot say that the conditions were enjoyable, or calculated to allow of that absorption in the subject which is advisable for effective study. However, I composed myself to the work as well as I could. The book was one which, on the very face of it, required special attention. It was a folio in Dutch, printed in Amsterdam in 1650. Someone had made a literal translation, writing generally the English word under the Dutch, so that the grammatical differences between the two tongues made even the reading of the translation a difficult matter. One had to dodge backward and forward among the words. This was in addition to the difficulty of deciphering a strange handwriting of two hundred years ago. I found, however, that after a short time I got into the habit of following in conventio

Weekend Links: Download The O&a Show, Lazlow Show Tonight, New Media Player, New Boobs On Ratemywow, New Video Online
If you missed any of this fine, fine week of radio, don't fret kids... you can always download the Opie and Anthony Show from AUDIBLE: DOWNLOAD THE O&A SHOW 3/26/2007 DOWNLOAD THE O&A SHOW 3/27/2007 DOWNLOAD THE O&A SHOW 3/28/2007 DOWNLOAD THE O&A SHOW 3/29/2007 DOWNLOAD THE O&A SHOW 3/30/2007 Our pal Lazlow, who told us all about Grand Theft Auto 4 yesterday, is doing his Lazlow Show thing tonight on XM 202 from 9pm to midnight EST. Our own FoundryMusicDanny will be at the helm, of course. Remember, the Opie and Anthony Show will be LIVE in Chicago on WCKG-FM (105.9) from 5am-8am CT. Our new MEDIA PLAYER is up and running in the MEDIA SECTION. Thanks to our own FoundryMusicJeff, Dave from BroadTexter, and a few other programming geniuses, we have a new player for all media files with better controls and volume adjustment. There are now also links to Digg, facebook, del.icio.us, and outage next to EACH media file so you can spread the love around the web! NEW BOOBS

Chiggity Check Yo'self Fost You Wreck Yo'self
So it's a little after 2:00am. I'm kinda boozed up right now. In other words, this one is for Choppy. Because I got no job, Pops been lending me the dough to put some petro in the coche. But, I can only snag some loot if I'm going to interviews, not hanging out with friends. So I've been hittin' mad interviews and working out like it's going out of style. Theoretically I will be mad buff by summertime. I won't because I'm a lazy fuck, but it's all good. So Pops gave me a $20 spot to knock out some gas. I decided that $15 was enough, and I could purchase a pint of vodka. I feel like I'm hording lunch money or something. In other words, I'm not all too upset by my decisions. I just got done watching the last 2 episondes of 24, and the Ali G movie "In Da House." I feel good about that. I can't help but think about certain things right now. I am especially remembering the first time that Choppy and I decided to become friends. We were both at his apartment, and

Why Be Slaves Of Abraham?
Reasonably accurate, but I consider myself neutral on the question of a supreme being: I do not believe in the supernatural and believe that any such behing would exist within the framework of the natural world. I believe that empirical and scientific reasoning are the fundamental tools of human progress, that we are caused and cause in turn and do not exist ourside of that reality, and that reality is detrministic with hindsight being the vehicle for the creation if the illusions that are choice and free will. In other words, I am a Nautralist. So bearing that in mind, read this piece. Reading the recent letters by Kevin Parkinson, Victor Primeau, David Swartz and the countless other arrogant demagogues eager to shill for the Islamist and Zionist kooks from whom they blindly goosestep has filled me with an ever-rising reservoir of disgust, of anger, and of frustration! For rather than asking why we have been foolish enough to allow our lives, our politics, and our world to become m

My Weekend Part Two...
Wow, my dismay at having turned 30 on Thursday is actually slightly offset by the fact that having gone out both nights this weekend makes me feel like I actually have a life..lol. Truthfully though, it's a rare weekend indeed for me to go out both nights these days..a lot of weekends I don't go out at all. I'm hitting that age where I'm still single and yet the vast majority of my friends are married, engaged, or have serious girlfriends..I'm sure there's probably plenty of people out there who can feel my pain in that regard. In addition to that, I don't drink anymore..so hitting the bars isn't really a huge pastime of mine. I actually have no problem with going out to a bar and not drinking..it's just not really fun to me nor do I make the effort unless there's like a large group of people going out one night or there are people in from out of town. My idea of a fun night these days is really just getting together with my friends at someone's house and cooking out and watching a gam

Volume Iii - Musical Musings
I'm being REALLY creative as of late. I have come up with three new songs---two are completely finished, musically, and one still in the process of completion. They are "In Thy Presence", "Return to Nothing", and "Honor To the Ancients". They all three kick ass, in my humble opinion, with "Return to Nothing" being my favorite. I cannot stop listening to that one, it's a complete aural assault that maims and kills everyone in its path. Including YOU. I've also been working on other songs, oldies-but-goodies, made better. Here's my current song list on what I may or may not put on my CD--- Legion (I Touch) The Black Sphere Feticide Dethroned Honor To the Ancients In Thy Presence Return To Nothing Final Conflict That's 8. Got all the drums recorded, thinking about re-working the guitars and bass, trying to obtain the right sound. I'm playing through my friend Adam's Jackson guitar, through a Peavey Supreme 160 head (it's about 10 years old, but still sounds GREAT) and

Loneliness....
Loneliness I tried real hard to do this, I tried real hard to make it last but you can't move on to the future if you can't let go of the past I kept on believing it'd get better I tried to believe that you cared but the days grow real cold and lonely when you're with someone and still no one is there. Amy

If A Man Wants You
If a man wants you, nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay. Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior. Allow your intuition to save you from heartache. Stop trying to change yourselves for a relationship that's not meant to be. Slower is better. Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy. If a relationship ends because the man was not treating you as you deserve then fuck no, you can't be friends." A friend wouldn't mistreat a friend. Don't settle. If you feel like he is stringing you along, then he probably is. Don't stay because you think "it will get better." You'll be mad at yourself a year later for staying when things are not better. The only person you can control in a relationship is you. Avoid men who've got a bunch of children by a bunch of different women. He didn't marry them when he got them pregnant, Why would he treat you any differently? (also, don't try to get pregnant to

Monday Links: Black Sabbath, Robert Rodriguez, Live In Chicago Today, Traveling Virus Tickets, Good Morning Horny Housewives, New Videos Online
LISTEN TO TODAY'S SHOW ON AUDIBLE (link usually active by 3pm EST) Good morning and hap-hap-happy Monday everybuddy! The Opie and Anthony POgram has one hell of a show for you today, kids! `First off, we're going to be hanging with Robert Rodriguez (GRINDHOUSE, Sin City, From Dusk Till Dawn, Desperado, Once Upon A Time in Mexico) this morning, and holy crap...we have BLACK SABBATH/HEAVEN and HELL coming in to talk about their new disc The Dio Years and new single "The Devil Cried". Needless to say, Jim Norton is frothing. Remember, if you want to see any of these incredibly famous people LIVE in studio, turn on your Paltalk. Also on Paltalk, you can check out all the naked women that were distracting the hell out of us last week. (and no, you don't need a webcam to check out the video feeds). The Opie and Anthony Show is now LIVE in Chicago on WCKG 105.9 FM! The show airs from 5am to 8am Central Time. This morning on the Opie and Anthony Show... we're waking up the HORNY HOUSEWI

Just Now Like This
It's hard to feel just now..like this thoughts scatter dreams shatter you..flatter as my breath quickens.. I protest you steal a kiss never miss beckon a hisssssss this iron fist flattens your heart Now I hate beckoned fate sweet distaste radiates permiate to satiate how my hunger swells Soon this rush calls a blush libido's flush ride a hush lips to crush dancing in your lust Do I dare bodies ...bare passion's flare this...so...rare take me now like this.. Soon to neglect as we connect desires...defect intentions...inspect lack of respect just a passing whim Hips roll and burn taking turns savage yearns lessons learned another glutted ...return Just now... ......Like This.. Take me... © Andi 2004

It's Been A While Hasn't It?
Figured I am overdue for a check in. My karaoke business is finally fully off the ground. I now have two regular paid weekly shows and I have a nice trickle of "one nite only" shows scheduled to the end of the year (with room for plenty more). I think two regular shows and a few extra shows a month is quite enough for a busy wife and mother. Nathan is gearing up for school and scheduled war games (in state and out). Thankfully, my work will keep me distracted enough not to miss him too much. If you are really interested in how I spend my time when I am not at cherrytap, please stop by my "real" blog at http://dizzydayz.blogspot.com. If you are in Colorado and are interested in stopping by one of my shows, please stop by my "karaoke" blog at http://360.yahoo.com/thisdivadoeskaraoke. Trying to keep up with everything has been madness, lately because I have had to meet with business prospects and still keep up with running a household and help my husband out since he got

Week 47
- It was a dark and stormy night in Nanda Parbat. No…wait…we’re forgetting the time difference. It was actually a mild afternoon on the mountain where Bruce “Batman” Wayne was tucked away behind a boulder in a cave to help him ward off some of his inner demons. Meanwhile, Robin and Wonder Woman talk about climbing big staircases. - It was a dark and stormy night in Gotham City…ah, much better. After failing to kill (or even track down) Batwoman, Whisper A’Daire and company sacrifice some dude in an attempt to track the superheroine down. The killing didn’t yield much info, but the lizard men seemed to get pretty pumped about it. - Later, Intergang boss and crime-worshiping son of a gun Bruno Mannheim yells at Whisper and her man-wolf buddy Mr. Abbot about their unsuccessful hunt for Batwoman. Suddenly, Whisper realizes what this weird prophecy from the Bible of Crime meant! The twice-named daughter of Cain was actually Batwoman. Now, all they have to do is find a rich woman named

What Makes Men Fall In Love???
What Makes Men Fall in Love? Posted by David Zinczenko on Thu, Mar 15, 2007, 11:34 am Judging from the kind of mail we get at Men's Health from men seeking relationship advice, I can tell you this definitively about men: When a man falls for a woman, he falls hard. Men love to be in love. While men often get stereotyped as single-minded sex-seekers, the truth is that a man's stomach churns like a slushy machine when he's in those initial stages of the perfect relationship. When you consider that half of men say that they're currently not with their soul mates, that means a heck of a lot of slushy machines are waiting to be turned on. What are they waiting for? What makes a man fall in love? After you rule out the obvious intangible laws of chemistry, attraction, and being in the right place at the right time that kick-start many a relationship, I think the question really becomes this: What makes a man fall -- and stay -- in love? About 60 percent of men deem friendship the

More On The Satanic Bible
(Originally posted on April 9, 2006)Well, like I have said, I have read it. The first part was perfectly understandable and seemed to make sense. Then, we got into the spells part, where Satan was called and honored and such. Now, I think of myself as an atheist for the most part. I know that the god of the abrahamic traditions (Judaism, Christianity, Islam, and Mormon) doesn't exist. (I mean, there's all sorts of information supporting that out on the web if you're interested.) Therefore, Satan can't exist either. But here is the interesting part. Due to my upbringing I feel (not think) it is possible for Satan to exist. And by upbringing I don't mean living with a strict xtian family. (Heck, my family was about as religious as a retarded kumquat.) I am talking about the stories and such I would read in books, watch on television, and the like. That brings up the feeling that if Satan could exist, so could the xtian god. So, right now I have a battle of emotions versus logic go

Research Sites
(Originally Posted on April 9, 2006)In case anybody wants to check out what I am researching, I will post it here. I will list what I am studying (including the site (if applicable)), then later on edit the post to include new research sites. I will post a new blog entry for my thoughts on each site. The first site is: Wiki: Satan.

Wiki - Satan
(Originally Posted on April 9, 2006)Well, I finished the Wiki article on Satan found here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Satan. In it, the author(s) state that Satan as the ultimate evil seems to not have started in Christianity or Judaism, but started with the Persian prophet Zoroaster. Before then, Satan was seen more or less as a minor angel/demon/god. Hmmm... Instead of editing my previous post, I'll just post that I am looking at the Wiki article for Zoroaster located here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zoroaster

Thought For The Day!
Terrific Tuesday! April 3, 2007 *Quick Power* Nature produces a natural symphony that creates a beautiful harmony to be experienced! *Power Pearl* The beauty of nature can be breathtaking and spectacular when we take the time to experience and enjoy nature in all its glory. The mountains, deserts, oceans, rivers, lakes, streams, waterfalls, sunrise, sunset, moon, and stars are just some of the majestic elements of nature. All the elements of nature work together in harmony which has the magnificent effect of producing a beautiful symphony. People can learn a lot from the beauty and basics of nature. THE POWERLINE --Special Note-- *Quick Power* - is "Thought For The Day" presented in a single sentence, that can be enjoyed at a glance, in a blink of an eye. This is for those of you on the go and who want to get right to the heart of the matter. *Power Pearl* - is "Thought For The Day" presented in a concise paragraph format that expands upon the *Quick Power* presentat

Chapter 12 { The Adventures Of Sherlock Holmes
The Adventure of the Copper Beeches "To the man who loves art for its own sake," remarked Sherlock Holmes, tossing aside the advertisement sheet of the Daily Telegraph, "it is frequently in its least important and lowliest manifestations that the keenest pleasure is to be derived. It is pleasant to me to observe, Watson, that you have so far grasped this truth that in these little records of our cases which you have been good enough to draw up, and, I am bound to say, occasionally to embellish, you have given prominence not so much to the many causes celebres and sensational trials in which I have figured but rather to those incidents which may have been trivial in themselves, but which have given room for those faculties of deduction and of logical synthesis which I have made my special province." "And yet," said I, smiling, "I cannot quite hold myself absolved from the charge of sensationalism which has been urged against my records." "You have erred, perhaps," he observed,

Dude!
(Originally Posted on April 20, 2006)I was looking at that LJ picture page again and saw a lot of marijuana pictures on it. I finally realized it is 4/20, a big pot "holy day." There's many reasons why 420 is linked to pot, but I'm not sure which one is true.Anyway, here's another pic in the spirit of today... And a picture in the spirit of tomorrow...tag: marijuana, drugs, pot, herb, 420 Scary pic - NOT!tag: atheist, atheism, humor, funny

Idiot Boss Update - His View Of His Employees
(Originally Posted on April 21, 2006)This past Wednesday, a coworker put a letter to the CEO in the suggestion box. According to witnesses who called an impromptu meeting after wwork, here's what happened:Yesterday around quitting time, the ass-kisser got the letter out and read it. He then passed it to the CEO, saying the CEO needs to read it and the ass-kisser agrees with what the letter says. (I will ty to get a copy of the letter to post here later.) The CEO read about the first two paragraphs, then stopped. The ass-kisser made him finish reading the letter. The ass-kisser asked the CEO what he thought of the letter. The CEO said something to the effect of he didn't know we had someone intelligent enough to write a coherent letter working here.So, at the impromptu meeting, we decided to come up with a plan to totally screw the CEO over. I have five basic ideas right now:1) Contact the police to tell them of the illegal things going on around here: This would shut the comp

Big Non-surprise Here
(Originally Posted on April 21, 2006)I was reading one of my favorite blogs (Incoherent Ramblings of a Punk in Suburbia) when I came across this entry.Now I was in the military for four years. I met people who would have had the idea of the "tortures" on their own. And let me tell you something: If the "tortures" were just the skylarking of individuals, there would NOT have been the black hoods on in the pictures. The people taking the pictures would have wanted their friends to see who the pictures were of. Since there were hoods hiding the faces of many people, I think the conversation with the interrogators went something like this:"See Ahmed, I am going to post these pictures in the newspaper and on the web. If you don't tell us what we want to know, I am going to tell everybody that this is you in the picture. Now, you can't stop me putting this picture out, but you can damn well make sure nobody knows it's you."There is no way the individuals thought of this on their own.P

Cleaning Out The Camera...
(Originally Posted on April 24, 2006)A few weeks ago ass I was trying to get to sleep, I heard a scratching at the bedroom door. I looked over in the near-dark and saw a small creature trying to get out. As I reached to turn on the lights, it ran under the bed. My wife came into the room and we lifted the mattress. Underneath, we found a squirrel, that looked like this:So, we caught it and tried letting it go, but it was probably too pooped from trying to get ot on it's own. We kept it overnight, thenr eleased it the next day.tag: animals, image, photo

A Quick Book Review
(Originally Posted on April 24, 2006)Anyway, one book I like is Eve Forward's Villains By Necessity. In it, the world has had the evilness removed from it, and so a group of evil characters must complete a quest to bring evil back before the world is destroyed by the Light. It's pretty interesting in that the characters, although evil, work together to save themselves and, in doing so, save their world.One good quote (which I shall now paraphrase) is that evil people will do good things as well as evil, while good people will do evil things as well as good. What separates the two philosophies is the reasoning behind their actions.tag: book review, book, reading, villain, evil, good, philosophy, fantasy

"de Plane! De Plane!"*
(Originally Posted on April 27, 2006)You know, I have never considered getting a tattoo or other body modification. I thought they were kind of silly.Until I watched What The [Bleep] Do We Know? (And in case you're wondering, there really is a bleep in the title.) In it, they tell of a Japanese scientist who took some containers of water and put them outside in the winter. On all the containers (except for one of them) he wrote words and phrases (like "I love you," "You disgust me," etc). After the water froze, he took pictures of the ice crystals.In the containers where there were good "thoughts" written down, the ice crystals were nicely formed. In the ugly thought ones, they weren't so good. (You can see some of the pictures here.)Now, I do plan on waiting until I decide if I do get a tattoo or not. I will explain more of why in a future blog, probably a few minutes down the road. tag: emotions, experiment, what the bleep, science(* Remember, the name of Herve Villechai

Atheists Are Not Free From Religion
(Originally Posted on May 9, 2006)I've brought this up before, but I think it bears repeating.I considered myself an atheist because I didn't believe in the xtian god. However, many people can tell you that xtianity is a duality religion. There's not only god, but the devil.How can you tell if you, as an atheist, are free from religion? Simple. Read through The Satanic Bible and The Satanic Rituals. Perform some of the rituals/ceremonies. And if you feel uncomfortable doing them, well, that's the last vestige of xtianity coursing it's corrosive way through your veins.Sometimes the fear going through me is extreme, yet I know it's an unconscious calling out of the religious teachings I absorbed from society in general. Whether I become a Satanist or stay one if I do become one, I will have to go through all of the ceremonies just to kill the religious cancer within me.Fun, fun.tag: satan, satanism, satanist, satanic, religion, emotions, atheist, atheism, philosophy, jes

Hoy
Hoy se viste de alegría todita el alma mía. Un ángel ha llegado a mi vida quien lo diría. Tu amor me has ofresido y mi corazón enchido de emosión lo ha resibido. Como las flores en primavera es para ti mi canción primera. Cual caliente sol de verano te daré mi amor temprano. Eres verde llanura, el agua de mi laguna, reflejo de luna que me llena de frescura.

Virtual Confession
Online confessions for lazy Catholics A Polish man is in trouble for offering an online confessional for Catholics who can't be bothered with church. Borys Cezar, 37, set up the website which welcomed visitors with the words: "Welcome to the virtual confessional." It continued: "Now write down your sins against Lord God. Do you regret your sins?" (yes/no) Do you intend to correct them? (yes/no); now click on next. "We are connecting you with the Lord God, please wait... Your sins are being transferred, please wait... Congratulations, your sins have been forgiven." Cezar is facing a heavy fine or jail for offending religious feelings and his website has been closed down. He said: "I'm a Catholic myself. I go to confession like anyone else. I didn't want to offend anyone."

Some More Blasphemy
(Originally Posted on May 23, 2006)I want this shirt!(I don't know if I'd have the guts to wear it, but I do want it.) tag: religion, humor, funny, disturbing, image, photo, sex, evil, jesus, christian, christianity, gay, homosexual, clothing

Heartfelt Punch
I forgive the adolescence, I forget the clenching fist. My eyes dart every direction as the absent minded hand hits me. I need your strength, I want your love and stripes. I am desperate when I refuse to admit. Leave the weak, dismiss the fragile. Please.

State-of-the-art Watch
An Australian is sitting at a bar in New York City and looks at his watch several times in the space of a few minutes. The woman sitting nearby notices this and asks, "Is your date running late? "No," he replies, "I have this state-of-the-art watch. I was just testing it." The intrigued woman says, "A state-of-the-art watch? What's so special about it? The Aussie explains, "It uses alpha waves to talk to me telepathically." The lady says, "What's it telling you now?" "Well, it says you're not wearing any panties." The woman giggles and replies, "Well it must be broken because I am wearing panties!'' The Aussie smirks, taps his watch and says, "Bloody thing's running about an hour fast, can I buy you a drink?

If You're An Xtian...
(Originally Posted on June 5, 2006)First off, why are you here reading this?Second off, here's an interesting site:tag: satan, satanism, satanist, satanic, religion, jesus, christian, christianity, amputees

Feelings About Gene
Artist: Martina McBride Lyrics Album: Greatest Hits Lyrics Title: Where Would You Be Lyrics I wonder where your heart is 'Cause it sure don't feel like it's here Sometimes I think you wish That I would just disappear Have I got it all wrong Have you felt this way long Are you already gone Do you feel lonely When you're here by my side Does the sound of freedom Echo in your mind Do you wish you were by yourself Or that I was someone else Anyone else Where would you be If you weren't here with me Where would you go If you were single and free Who would you love Would it be me Where would you be I don't wanna hold you back No I don't wanna slow you down I don't wanna make you feel Like you are tied up and bound 'Cause that's not what love's about If there's no chance we can work it out Tell me now Oh, tell me tell me now Where would you be If you weren't here with me Where would you go If you were single and free Who would you love Would it be

This Is Too All U Ppl Who Think Ur Better Than Me
ok first off.....this is too all u ppl who think just becasue we ....meaning big ppl or whatever..... are diff that u can make funny of us but heres a wake up call to ya we are no diff than u just because we are diff sizes or diff colors or we think diff does not mean u r better if nething u just make funn of others to make ur self feel better so u all who do like to make funn of us than u must be pretty dam ugly cause if u fell like u have to make funn of us to feel better than f*** u ......but im telling u all my saying...IF U DONT LIKE THE BIG GURLS THEN TAKE UR SHITT SOME WERE ELES CAUSE IM TIRED OF UR BULLSHITT......

Taking A Break!
I regret to say that I am stepping away for awhile! There is still too much drama even on here that I just dont want to deal with right now! I have met a lot of great people on this sight! I will eventually be back! I just need some time to figure alot of things out!! I wish ALL of u the best!! HUGZZZ

Job Opening In Mason, Oh
Life's a Drag For A Firefighter Arrested For DUI (CBS4) MASON, OHIO “Hey Mac, where’s the fire?” A volunteer firefighter in Ohio was charged with DUI and indecency after allegedly being found driving drunk through a park dressed in a woman’s bikini and wig. Mason Police say they received a call about someone stumbling, and driving, drunk through a local park. When the officers arrived at Heritage Oaks Park to check it out, 46-year old Steve Cole, of Waynesville, told them he had a perfectly reasonable explanation. He said he was driving to a bar in Dayton to perform as a woman in a contest which was offering a $10 thousand dollar prize. According to the Cole’s arrest report, he was wearing a blonde wig, pink flip flops, and a string bikini that had the top stuffed with water balloons. He also blew a .174 during a breath test. That’s twice Ohio’s legal limit. Cole, who’s been a volunteer firefighter with Wayne Township for the last 7 years, has been placed on administrativ

Shit Was Going Her Way That Day!
Falling woman saved by pile of... Wed Apr 4, 10:33 AM ET A Chinese woman survived a plunge from a sixth-floor balcony thanks to a convenient pile of excrement which broke her fall, local media said. The accident happened when the woman was hanging out laundry on Monday in Nanjing, capital of the eastern province of Jiangsu, the Kuaibao tabloid said on its Web site (www.kuaibao.net). "Workers happened to be emptying the building's septic tank, which had not been tended for a long time and had regularly blocked sewage pipes," the newspaper said. "She probably stretched out too far and fell ... right on to a 20 cm-thick heap of excrement." The woman suffered only slight injuries, the newspaper said. In March, a six-year-old girl broke only her left leg when she fell six floors on to a pile of snow in the northeastern province of Heilongjiang.

Time Capsules And The Initation Revisited
(Originally Posted on June 23, 2006)Yesterday, I finally managed to get some 35mm film cannisters from my father-in-law's shed. (He's a photographer.) I wanted some for a while as little "time capsules." Or maybe I should say, "spell capsules."Here's what I did with it. I took the things from the initation ceremony and put some of the stuff into a cannister. Included in the cannister are the ashes from the burned papers, a bit of my blood mixed with some dried K-Y Jelly (which acts like the sticky stuff companies use to glue fake credit cards to paper - kind of cool), a few drops of wax from both the black and white candles, some sea salt, some of the graveyard earth, and a splash of the Long Island Ice Tea. (Maybe a little too much of the tea - it turned the ashes to mush.)Anyway, I left the cannister open to let it dry out. I will close it up afterwards and label it when I can buy another Sharpie. (I lost mine.)The interesting thing is that before I fixed up the cannister, I

Which Major Arcana Card Am I?
You scored as XIII: Death. Death is probably the most well known Tarot card - and also the most misunderstood. Most Tarot novices would consider Death to be a bad card, especially given its connection with the number thirteen. In fact this card rarely indicates literal death.Without "death" there can be no change, only eventual stagnation. The "death" of the child allows for the "birth" of the adult. This change is not always easy. The appearance of Death in a Tarot reading can indicate pain and short term loss, however it also represents hope for a new future.XIII: Death69%XVI: The Tower63%II - The High Priestess63%0 - The Fool56%VI: The Lovers50%VIII - Strength44%XI: Justice44%XIX: The Sun

Cameras
(Originally Posted on June 26, 2006)I found my old digital camera - a Mitsubishi DJ1000. (Those who know are now peeing on themselves laughing.) It's a cheap camera, but does use external memory cards. That in a way is good, cause me current POS camera uses internal memory only. To get the pictures out of it, I have to hook it directly to the computer.The problem now is that the built-in card reader on my computer is slow as shit, and I don't know where my USB card reader is. Therefore, I can't tell if the old camera takes better or worse pictures than the new one. Oh well...The good thing, though, is that the old camera has a cheap case the new camera can fit into. So whichever one I keep, I can use that case with it.tag: cameras, equipment

My Bar Tab Is $475.00
My bar tab is $475.00 This is fun to do. Just read the "offense" and if you've done it, you owe that fine. Keep going until you've read each "offense" and added up your total fine. Title your bulletin "My Bar Tab is$........" You don't have to confess your answers, just the amount of your fine. Smoked pot -- $10 Did acid -- $5 Ever had sex at church -- $25 Woke up in the morning and did not know the person who was next to you-- $40 Had sex with someone on MySpace -- $25 Had sex for money -- $100 Ever had sex with the a Puerto Rican -- $20 Vandalized something -- $20 Had sex on your parents' bed -- $10 Beat up someone -- $20 Been jumped -- $10 Crossed dressed -- $10 Given money to stripper -- $25 Been in love with a stripper -- $20 Kissed some one who's name you didn't know --$10 Ever drive drunk -- $20 Ever got drunk at work, or went to work while still drunk -- $50 Used toys while having sex -- $30 Got drunk, passed out and

Awakenings Of Love
Awakenings of Love ANCIENT EGYPTIAN LOVE LYRIC Your love has gone all through my body like honey in water, as a drug is mixed into spices, as water is mingled with wine. Oh that you would speed to see your sister like a charger on the battlefield, like a bull to his pasture! For the heavens are sending us love like a flame spreading through straw and desire like the swoop of the falcon!

Police Traps
While she was "flying" down the road yesterday, a woman passed over a bridge only to find a cop with a radar gun on the other side lying in wait. The cop pulled her over, walked up to the car, with that classic patronizing smirk we all know and love, asked, "What's your hurry?" To which she replied, "I'm late for work." "Oh yeah," said the cop, "what do you do?" I'm a rectum stretcher," she responded. The cop stammered, "A what? A rectum stretcher? And just what does a rectum stretcher do?" "Well," she said, "I start by inserting one finger, then work my way up to two fingers, then three, then four, then with my whole hand in. I work from side to side until I can get both hands in, and then I slowly but surely stretch it, until it's about 6 feet wide." "And just what the hell do you do with a 6 foot a** hole?" he asked "You give him a radar gun and park him behind a bridge..." Traffic Ticket $95.00 Court Costs $45.00 Look on the Cop's Face.............. PRICELESS

Preface
This is a story of seduction...and sexual exploration. This is also a sequel to a story I wrote a while back. Feel free to comment, suggest, or whatever you want with this story. Who knows. Your ideas just might end up within the story line. :D Enjoy!

I Just Came Back From A War
The first thing I did when that plane finally landed was kiss the ground the next thing I did was to go find my friends down at the old hang out drank some beer and talked a lot about old times but when the blue’s finally hit Billy Joe Grimes he said I don’t what it is but you seem different to me I said I just came back from a place where they hated me and everything I stand for a land where our brothers are dying for others who don’t even care anymore if I’m not exactly the same good old’ boy that you ran around with before I just came back from a war The very next morning I took a walk through the neighborhood I thought its been long since I’ve been in a place where everything is good people laughing and children were playing as I watched them I found myself praying lord keep them safe here at home in the land of the free Cause I just came back from place where they hated me and everything I stand for a land where our brothers are dying for others who don’t even care anymor

Say When
Say When Your heart's been broken you don't want to open up to me but can't you see all that your needing is someone who believes in you and when you are no longer afraid darling I'll be just one word away (chorous) Say when I'll be there by your side for a day for a year for the rest of my life I know your not ready but someday your hearts gonna mend I'll give you love without end say when Could be tomorrow maybe a little farther down the road your heart will know my love is timeless and your gonna find its true and no matter how long it takes if it means holding you I can wait (repeat chorous) (final chorous) I know your not ready but someday your hearts gonna mend I'll give you love without end say when

What Can I Say?
It is so hard to see one's true friends in this world of triffling BS. Trying hard to be all of what I am. Trying to be apperciated for the mind and the heart. Wanting to be loved Wishing for the one Who works my body Loves heart Respects my talents Exercises my mind. Trying not to harm Holding on to the smallest scrap of decency Spinning out of control. I can hear the call of the Phoenix Her flames are so close I can feel them Just let go and be born again. Or try to hang on through the shame I am my own worst enemy More often than not I poison myself Believing lies and liars Trying to grasp on to something real My heart betrayed me again allowing me to feel. I want out of this purgatory I'm so tired of this hell I must be cursed or under a spell I couldn't have sinned enough for the depth of this well. How much more atoning could I do. At least I've been given a pain I'm used to.

Wake Me (erotica)
I'm sleeping in my bed alone. You let yourself into my home. You know it's late and I'm already in bed. You slowly walk up the stairs to my room. You open the door to my room and quietly close it behind you. You look at me for awhile. My caramel skin looks golden surrounded by the white sheets. I turn over to face where you are standing but I'm still not awake yet. A smile creeps up on my face as I moan your name. You smile. You know I’m dreaming of you. If I only knew that you were standing less than three feet from my bed. You take your clothes off mindful not to wake me. You try to move the covers back so you can get a better view. I loosen my grip on the covers and roll over on my back. You move away the covers. The sheet gently caresses my breasts as it floats over my skin. You think about how you want to wake me. Should you kiss me? Should you nibble on my nipples? Should you lick your way up my thigh?

8th Of Febtuary 1920-winston Cherchill
“The part played in the creation of Bolshevism and in the actual bringing about of the Russian Revolution by these international and for the most part atheistic Jews ... is certainly a very great one; it probably outweighs all others. With the notable exception of Lenin, the majority of the leading figures are Jews. Moreover, the principal inspiration and driving power comes from Jewish leaders ... The same evil prominence was obtained by Jews in (Hungary and Germany, especially Bavaria). Although in all these countries there are many non-Jews every whit as bad as the worst of the Jewish revolutionaries, the part played by the latter in proportion to their numbers in the population is astonishing. The fact that in many cases Jewish interests and Jewish places of worship are excepted by the Bolsheviks from their universal hostility has tended more and more to associate the Jewish race in Russia with the villainies which are now being perpetrated”.

Come With Me
Take my hand and come with me To a beautiful place called ecstasy Undressing you with first my eyes And then with my hands My fingers running through your hair A passionate hunger of wanting you so much more My lips meet yours and our tongues entwine. Caressing your body gently as I lay beside you whispering softly, I love you, I want you, I need you. Loving you so delicately, completely and passionately watching your body quiver with such sweet pleasure As my mouth explores every inch of your body Touching your heart, mind, body and soul You tell me not to stop you want more I continue to let my wet lips explore your flesh savoring every taste making me want more of you My mouth can feel your racing pulse The uncontrollable urge to feel your love slow and deep inside me With just one touch you respond Like you could read my mind Slow and easy we take our time Your skin against mine Our bodies melt as one.

Help
hello mi name is leah black and im just now on this thing and yea i think i need HELP b/c i dunno what this is for!! im 14 years old and i love to talk on the phone and be on myspace i love new friends and to recive messages and comments!!!

Who's Afraid Of The Big Bad Boss?
(Originally Posted on July 24, 2006)There's a new person (supposedly) coming in here in the next few weeks to be the Idiot Boss's "right-hand-man" (well, woman). She is going to be supporting all of Idiot Boss's things and will be taking HR over.Here's the thing: Rumor has it she turned down a major CEO position herself to come and do this.Many people are speculating that she is actually coming in to replace IB after learning what he does. If so, I'll have a new boss by year's end.tag: job, career, office politics, Idiot Boss

Satanic Theses
(Originally Posted on August 1, 2006)(Now that THAT'S out of the way...)Last night as I was driving to the store for mayo and bread (we were having chicken salad sandwiches in case you're interested), I passed by several churches. Within the 3-5 mile (or so) trip, I passed by at least five different ones. One of them went so far as to proudly state that it was a fundamentalist baptist church with a "dress code".I flipped all of them off, something I am sort of in the habit of doing.But I got to thinking. Just shooting anger at churches will not cause them to lose too much power. We need some sort of plan that'll show the world that organized religion is evil.I am planning on rewriting the 95 theses into Satanic theses. That way, it'll form a blueprint of a plan.Feel free to jump in with suggestions. tag: satan, satanic, satanist, satanism, religion, politics, activism, activist

Believe, Believe In The Power Of Love (this Is To All My Cherry Tap Friends)
Believe, believe in the power of love To save us all from death and sin, And God that way your heart will move. Christ came to Earth to free us of The state of vengeance we were in. Believe, believe in the power of love To change the heart from snake to dove, To make dust bloom and goodness win, And God that way your heart will move. Christ arose from death to prove That we a new life could begin. Believe, believe in the power of love To bring us to a life above, A life of glory near to Him, And God that way your heart will move. Christ will all our sins remove And make us feel His joy within. Believe, believe in the power of love, And God that way your heart will move.

Aids And The Cult Of Equality
by Dr. William Pierce The organization which I head, the National Alliance, has for the past five years or so been publishing warnings about the dangers of contracting AIDS through sexual contact with non-Whites. We have warned, for example, that heterosexual Black males are 14 times as likely as heterosexual White males of being carriers of HIV, the AIDS-causing virus. Our data came from the U.S. government's Centers for Disease Control and were entirely accurate at the time. Of course, we were lambasted by the Jewish media and by a great many Politically Correct White people as well -- "racially sensitive" Gentiles who take their lead from the Jewish media -- for providing these warnings. We were denounced as "haters," and horror was expressed that we would publish such information. Some of these Politically Correct Whites are so steeped in the lie of equality that they don't believe such a startling difference between the races could exist. After all, they have been told all t

Individualism And Alienation
by Dr. William Pierce Most of the comments I receive from listeners are very supportive, but I do get some hate mail as well. Most of the hate mail is either nutcase stuff from people who have some personal problem, which they project onto me, or it's from lemmings who are very indignant that I'm not in step with everyone else in the mass media. They just need someone to hate, and I think it makes them feel better if they tell me what a rotten person I am. But I also receive a somewhat more thoughtful type of hate mail from people who curse me because I can't understand that race really doesn't count. They tell me that I should never judge another person as a member of the race to which he belongs, but only as an individual. They tell me that many Blacks are law-abiding, hardworking people who don't use drugs or throw their trash in their yards and that many White people are criminals, are on welfare, and are generally trashy and worthless. Therefore, these individualists tell me

The Division Of America
Dr. William Pierce An interesting thing is happening in America: the country is moving in two directions at the same time. On the one hand there's the Clinton coalition, moving ever more boldly into the feel-good realm of greater and greater permissiveness, of homosexuality, of feminine values and attitudes, of multiculturalism and "diversity." This is the part of America which cheered the bombing of Serbia and which supports the concept of a New World Order telling everyone everywhere how to run his life. This is the part of America which is looking forward happily to the continued darkening of America, the part that believes things will be much better when there no longer is a White majority. This is the part of America which believes in equality and democracy and brotherhood; it is the trendy, fashionable, materialistic, consumption-oriented part of America, the narcissistic and individualist part, the "me generation" of all ages. And on the other hand there's the rest of White

The Value Of Talk
by Dr. William Pierce If there is any good thing to come out of the Clinton gang's murderous expedition against the Serbs it is the stark demonstration it provides of the total corruption of the political system which governs America. I'm talking about the whole system, not just the Democratic Party. The Democratic Party proved what it is made of back during the impeachment and trial of Clinton. Its members kept their eyes on the polls and continued to support a leader they knew to be a liar and a rapist and had good reason to suspect of treason as well, in his dealings with China. The Democrats traditionally have been the war party: Woodrow Wilson, Franklin Roosevelt, Harry Truman, Lyndon Johnson, Bill Clinton. Starting a war and killing a bunch of people in some other country seems to be the Democrats' favorite ploy for getting the voters' minds off of domestic problems -- or for paying off some of their behind-the-scenes supporters. Now we have the spectacle of Republican politi

When The Barriers Come Down
by Dr. William Pierce During the ongoing impeachment and trial of Bill Clinton one of the things we hear most often from the media is that this is a historic event. If Clinton is convicted by the Senate and removed from office, it will be the first time such a thing has happened -- something for the Guiness Book of Records. This led me to think about other records which are being set these days. For example, if Clinton is removed from office and then is tried and convicted in a Federal court for perjury or obstruction of justice, he could become a member of a record-breaking U.S. prison population. I looked at some of the figures provided by the U.S. Census and published in various almanacs. I don't have the very latest figures, but in 1996 there were 1,185,000 persons confined to state and Federal prisons in the United States. With a total U.S. population in 1996 of 265 million, that's just under half a percent of the population in prison, which is a record. And that's not even

No Snails?
Lost in jungle, hikers lived on frogs, spiders • Hikers Guilhem Nayral and Loic Pillois were found Thursday in French Guiana • The two left for a hike on February 14; families notify authorities later that month • Pillois tells reporters they ate beetles, frogs and tarantulas to survive • After reaching village by himself, Pillois got police to rescue Nayral by copter CAYENNE, French Guiana (AP) -- Two hikers lost in the dense jungle of French Guiana for weeks survived by eating the only things at hand: beetles and other insects, frogs and spiders. The French hikers, Guilhem Nayral and Loic Pillois, were found Thursday, French authorities said. They had left February 14 for a hike from the Grand Kanori rapids on the river Approuague to the tiny village of Saul. Their families alerted authorities on February 28, two days after they were scheduled to arrive. "After 12 days, we hadn't arrived in Saul. We thought that someone would come looking for us, so we stopped. We waited fo

Life's Cup (rip Chris)
is life's cup half full or half empty, thats what i wonder today, i know we lost a good one, when your news came my way, sometimes life pours us sweetness, sometimes life pours us pain, sometimes life tastes like wine, sometimes life tastes like rain, chorus, but this time my friend, its a hard one to swollow, because where you went, is a hard road to follow, I'll take another sip, from life's bitter sweet cup, until one day, God calls me up, and i hope when i get there, its your smiling face i see, standing there at the gates of heaven, waiting for me, chorus, but this time my friend, its a hard one to swollow, because where you went, is a hard road to follow, when we walk in, together again, i know you'll say, "i was always there my friend" I wouldn't ever leave you, you know that my friend, when the road was too long, that was me holding your hand, chorus, but this time my friend, its a hard one to swollow, because where you went,

Great Masters Of The Lie
by Dr. William Pierce Let's begin with a few simple statements of fact. First fact: The September 11 attack on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon was a direct response to the U.S. government's long-term support for Israel's aggression against her neighbors in the Middle East. The attack was not irrational or cowardly or unprovoked. And we were not attacked because fundamentalist Muslims hate America's freedom and democracy or because they want to oppress American women. America was attacked simply because the U.S. government has helped Israel attack and plunder her neighbors. Second fact: Everyone of any consequence in the U.S. government and in America's mass media understands with perfect clarity the first fact. Third fact: Everyone of any consequence in the U.S. government and in America's mass media has lied consistently and deliberately about why America was attacked and also about why the U.S. government started a new war in the Middle East a few weeks ago. Fo

Good Morning
The sun sneaks through the blinds and one of the warm rays reaches down to caress my cheek. I yawn and stretch, rolling over onto my stomach quietly so as not to wake you. I smile remembering the party we had last night...good friends and lots of wine. My eyes flutter open and I greet the new day, propping myself up on my elbow to watch you for a bit. You lie peacefully next to me, sound asleep, unaware of my eyes skimming over your body. I watch your chest rise and fall rhythmically as you breathe and in the silence of the morning I can almost feel your heart beating in time with mine. My hand rises unconsciously to touch your cheek, but I pull away at the last second, a mischievous grin making its way across my lips. I lean over you, making sure you really are quite soundly asleep before I grab hold of the covers. Inch by agonizing inch I slowly pull them down, exposing your chest, your belly, your groin and your thighs. I sigh in contentment as i take time to look over every

First Meet
She nervously adjusted her short skirt. She had never taken a risk like this before, yet knew she was ready. She had been chatting online with Dom for months, and was beyond ready for the next step. They both had to be careful since they were both married, albeit in unhappy marriages. Dom was working alone in his office tonight, and had told her to meet him there. She had very carefully picked out her clothes, even though she didn’t think they’d be on long. Flirting with Dom they had began to be very graphic about sex, and had teased each other till they were both more than ready. Walking to the door she saw he was waiting for her. He was just as handsome in person as in his picture. “Welcome love,” he said, kissing her hand and pulling her inside. Turning he locked the door behind him. Grabbing her hand he tugged her deeper into the darkened building. He led her back to an office in the back, which had a soft low light on the desk. That was the only illumination in the whole bui

Lithium
this is just how i feel right now...and usualy songs express my emotions............ "Lithium" Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside. Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without... Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow. Oh, but God, I want to let it go. Come to bed, don't make me sleep alone. Couldn't hide the emptiness, you let it show. Never wanted it to be so cold. Just didn't drink enough to say you love me. I can't hold on to me, Wonder what's wrong with me. Lithium, don't want to lock me up inside. Lithium, don't want to forget how it feels without... Lithium, I want to stay in love with my sorrow. Don't want to let it lay me down this time. Drown my will to fly. Here in the darkness I know myself. Can't break free until I let it go. Let me go. Darling, I forgive you after all. Anything is better than to be alone. And in the end I guess I had to fall. Always find my place among the ashes. I can't hold on to me, Wonder what

You Complete Me
I never really knew what love was till I found you, Until I met you the sky had never been so blue, No one has ever been as perfect as you, You are my one and only this is so true, You have given me a feeling I never knew, You are in my thoughts in everything I do, Because I know without a doubt the one I love is you, You have got me doing things I have never wanted to do, You give me a whole new outlook on life, I without a doubt want to make you my wife, You are the one that made me put away the knife, And begin to fill the empty places in my life, You have without a doubt made me complete, When I think about you I can't even eat, My love for you is set in concrete, Loving you is easy and so sweet, I want to give you the moon, Because in my head is playing a new tune, I know Ill be seeing you soon, Although I don't think I can wait till June, You are all over my screen, For you are my one and only queen, You are the most beautiful girl I have ever se

When Girls Get Drunk
WHEN GIRLS DRINK TOO MUCH............ 1. WE HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHERE OUR CELL PHONE IS. 2. WE BELIEVE THAT DANCING WITH OUR ARMS OVERHEAD AND WIGGLING OUR BUTT WHILE YELLING "WOO-HOO!" IS TRULY THE SEXIEST DANCE MOVE AROUND. 3. WE'VE SUDDENLY DECIDED THAT WE WANT TO KICK SOMEONE'S ASS AND HONESTLY BELIEVE WE COULD DO IT TOO. 4. ON OUR LAST TRIP TO PEE, WE REALIZE THAT WE NOW LOOK MORE LIKE A HOMELESS HOOKER THAN THE GODDESS WE WERE JUST FOUR HOURS AGO. 5. WE DROP OUR 3:00 A.M. PARTY PIZZAS ON THE FLOOR (WHICH WE'RE EATING EVEN THOUGH WE ARE NOT THE LEAST BIT HUNGRY), PICK IT UP AND CARRY ON EATING IT 6. WE START CRYING AND TELLING EVERYONE WE SEE THAT WE LOVE THEM SOOOOO MUCH. 7. WE GET EXTREMELY EXCITED AND JUMP UP AND DOWN EVERY TIME A NEW SONG PLAYS BECAUSE "OH MY GOD! I LOVE THIS SONG!" 8. WE'VE FOUND A DEEPER/SPIRITUAL SIDE TO THE GEEK SITTING NEXT TO US 9. THE MAN WE'RE FLIRTING WITH USED TO BE OUR 5TH GRADE TEACHER. 10. THE URGE TO TAKE OFF

Monday Links: Frank Vincent, Yabo Cam, New Boobs On Rate My Wow, Traveling Virus This Weekend, New Videos
LISTEN TO TODAY'S SHOW ON AUDIBLE (link usually active by 3pm EST) Good morning and happy Monday, kids! It's a slightly chilly Monday morning here in the Big Fat Apple, but the Opie and Anthony Show is ready to broadcast. This morning on the show, we celebrate the return of The Sopranos with our pal Frank Vincent, who is checking in to the show. We're also running to the defense of our pal Don Imus, who is going head-to-head with Al Sharpton over some comments he made. As always, if you want to check out any of the show, you can flip on your Paltalk and watch it all happen LIVE. Then, you can get completely distracted by all the naked women on their webcams...just like us.(and no, you don't need a webcam to check out all the video feeds) Opie was talking about the YABO CAM VIDEO earlier this morning. Those are some HUGE boobs. There are STILL TICKETS LEFT for the Opie and Anthony Traveling Virus, which is coming to The Joint at the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas THIS

Sex On The Beach
He opens the door and holds his hand out to help her out of the truck. She graciously excepts and says thank you as she gets out of the truck. He wears a pair of black khakis a white long sleeve dress shirt underneath a grey lightweight sweater. He smiles as he watches her staring at her outfit; an ankle length lilac colored sundress with matching jacket, black highheels and a pearl choker necklace. He closes the door behind her and grabs the picnic basket then offers her his arm, they walk down to the enclosed gazebo that sits by the beach. The gazebo has a table that seats 2, a brick grill, a wicker loveseat with cushions, an endtable with a radio. They walk in and she sits on the loveseat while he starts unpacking the picnic basket setting out the plates, glasses, and food. He turns the grill on to get it hot enough to make bbq ribs, and he then turns the radio on to soft music. He sits next to her admiring how beautiful she is and wondering what he is thinking she blushes and smile

Limericks And Poems
So now I know the things I know And do the things I do And if you do not like me so To hell, my love, with you. Love is a word that is constantly heard, Hate is a word that is not. Love, I am told, is more precious than gold. Love, I have read, is hot. But Hate is the verb that to me is superb, And Love but a drug on the mart. Any kiddie in school can Love like a fool, But Hating, my boy, is an Art. Roses are red, Violets are blue. That's what the tell me, 'cause I'm blind. Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep, If I should die before I wake, I'll cry in anguish, "Mistake!! Mistake!!" There once was a guy from Umass He never went to class But he showed up one day Oh, screw this I need a lay. There once was an old man of Esser, Whose knowledge grew lesser and lesser, It at last it grew so small He knew nothing at all, And now he's a college professor. Now I lay me down to study, I pray the Lord I won

Work Related Away Messages
Exhilaration is that feeling you get just after a great idea hits you, and just before you realize what is wrong with it. A clean desk is a sign of a cluttered desk drawer. Sleep is actually a good substitute for coffee. I can't be fired, slaves are sold. Snails can sleep for 3 years without eating. One day, I shall be a sweet, succulent escargo of quiescence...until then, I practice. Knowledge is Power - Power Corrupts - Study Hard We the willing, led by the unknowing, are doing the impossible for the ungrateful. We have done so much for so long that we are now qualified to do anything with nothing. I am currently occupied, give me a couple minutes to get frustrated and then I'll get back to you. The hard I do immediately. The impossible takes a little bit longer. Talent does what it can. Genius does what it must. I do what I get paid for.

A Constant Reminder
We awoke in the midst of a vicious cycle, Becoming the satellites whose transmissions are static served. As of late, it seems my audience has been lacking. I can only pray that you're tuning in during a moment of clarity, Just to hear me utter these spiteful words before the signal fades. Here's hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery, The hook that rips right through your chest. Enjoy this constant reminder of your fickle nature, And the hideous facade you wear so well. The crowd gasps in awe as my head began to swell, And the whites of my eyes slowly turned, slowly turned to red. Just then did gravity created such a dramatic end. I can only pray that you're tuning in during a moment of clarity, Just to hear me utter these spiteful words before the signal fades. Here's hoping this becomes the soundtrack to your misery, The hook that rips right through your chest. Enjoy this constant reminder, my double standards, And the hideous facade I wear so well.

Those Brittish And Their Teeth. . .
Dentist Urinated in Sink, Used Tools in Ears Reuters LONDON (April 5) - A British dentist was found guilty Thursday of urinating in his surgery sink and using dental tools meant for patients to clean his fingernails and ears. A medical tribunal said it was satisfied the evidence showed 51-year-old Alan Hutchinson, who "routinely" did not wear gloves or wash his hands, had risked the health of "himself, staff and patients" for more than 28 years. A dental nurse who worked for Hutchinson for 16 years said she had caught him urinating in the sink more than once. "He was tucking something into his trousers before zipping them up hastily. I walked over and I was behind him. He moved to the left and I could smell urine," the nurse told the tribunal. A later hearing will decide if the dentist's unhygienic habits impaired his ability to treat patients, and if so, whether he should banned from practicing.

Randomness
I was the one that mended you heart, When no one else was there, I gave you the consolement that you needed, So that you wouldn't fall apart. I cried endless nights, Wondering.... Thinking... Hoping... If you would be alright. I remember countless nights when I would pray, Asking God to watch over you, To keep you safe, And out of harms way. I feel like I have failed you, By telling you one thing, Doing another, and not being true to you. I don't want you to hurt anymore, I don't want to see or hear you cry, Feel my hand in your hand, And let me wipe the tears from your eyes.

The Marine
FRIENDS ARE BORN, NOT MADE This is a poem being sent from a Marine to his Dad. For those who take the time to read it, you'll see a letter from him to his Dad at the bottom. It makes you truly thankful for not only the Marines, but ALL of our troops. THE MARINE We all came together, Both young and old To fight for our freedom, To stand and be bold. In the midst of all evil, We stand our ground, And we protect our country From all terror around. Peace and not war, Is what some people say. But I'll give my life, So you can live the American way. I give you the right To talk of your peace. To stand in your groups, and protest in our streets. But still I fight on, I don't bitch, I don't whine. I'm just one of the people Who is doing your time. I'm harder than nails, Stronger than any machine. I'm the immortal soldier, I'm a U.S. MARINE! So stand in my shoes, And leave from your home. Fight for the people

How I Sound
What American accent do you have? Your Result: North Central "North Central" is what professional linguists call the Minnesota accent. If you saw "Fargo" you probably didn't think the characters sounded very out of the ordinary. Outsiders probably mistake you for a Canadian a lot.The West The Midland Boston The Inland North The South Philadelphia The Northeast

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Taurus You are very stubborn, and your withdrawn nature makes you irresistible to hotties. You like sex to be romantic and passionate, and you know just how to make it that way. Your partners cannot resist your spontaneous and gentle nature. Sex matches: Cancer, Virgo, Capricorn Take this quiz at QuizUniverse.com

Time To Blast Our Enemies
by Dr. William Pierce There are some interesting things going on around the world. I want to describe a few of these things for you and then tie them together and make a few predictions. Let's begin with Australia. Police in Sydney, Australia's largest city, are trying to cope with a new problem: rapes of young White girls by gangs of non-White immigrants. More than 70 White girls, ranging in age from 13 to 18, have been abducted from Sydney suburbs and subjected to exceptionally brutal gang rapes during the past two years. The frequency of the rapes is on the rise, and they are spreading from Sydney to other Australian cities. In an incident three weeks ago in Guildford, a residential suburb of Perth, Australia's fourth-largest city, on the other side of the continent from Sydney, as many as two dozen men seized a young girl in a school yard and raped her repeatedly, before scrawling anti-White slogans on her naked body. All of the victims have been White, and all of the rapi