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672527's blog: "The mind of Amy!"

created on 03/01/2007  |  http://fubar.com/the-mind-of-amy/b60502
I'm through with standin' in line at clubs I'll never get in It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win this life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be (Tell me what you want) I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs And a bathroom I can play baseball in And a king size tub big enough for ten plus me --(Yea, So what you need)-- I need a credit card that's got no limit And a big black jet with a bedroom in it Gonna join the mile high club At thirty-seven thousand feet --(Been there done that)-- I want a new tour bus full of old guitars My own star on Hollywood Boulevard Somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me (So how you gonna do it?) I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame I'd even cut my hair and change my name [CHORUS] 'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat we'll hang out in the coolest bars in the VIP with the movie stars Every good gold digger's Gonna wind up there Every Playboy bunny With her bleach blonde hair And well... Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes Sign a couple autographs So I can eat my meals for free --(I'll have the quesadilla, ha-ha,)-- I'm gonna dress myself with the latest fashion Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion [ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ] Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me (So how you gonna do it?) I'm gonna trade this life For fortune and fame I'd even cut my hair And change my name 'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap we'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat And we'll hang out in the coolest bars in the VIP with the movie stars Every good gold digger's Gonna wind up there Every Playboy bunny With her bleach blonde hair And we'll hide out in the private rooms With the latest dictionary of today's who's who They'll get you anything with that evil smile Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar I'm gonna sing those songs That offend the censors Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser Get washed-up singers writing all my songs Lip --sync-- 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong Well we all just wanna be big rockstars And live in Hilltop houses driving fifteen cars The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat And we'll hang out in the coolest bars in the VIP with the movie stars Every good gold digger's Gonna wind up there Every Playboy bunny With her bleach blond hair And we'll hide out in the private rooms With the latest dictionary of today's who's who They'll get you anything with that evil smile Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar
The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, "Well, I'm off now. The man should be here soon." Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. Good morning, Ma'am", he said, "I've come to...'' Oh, no need to explain," Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, "I've been expecting you." "Have you really?" said the photographer. "Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?" "Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat" After a moment she asked, blushing, "Well, where do we start?" "Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there." "Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me!" "Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results." "My, that's a lot!" gasped Mrs. Smith. "Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be in and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that." "Don't I know it," said Mrs. Smith quietly. The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. "This was done on the top of a bus," he said. "Oh my God!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat. "And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with." "She was difficult?" asked Mrs. Smith. "Yes, I'm afraid so I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look" "Four and five deep?" said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement. "Yes", the photographer replied. "And for more than three hours, too. The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in." Mrs. Smith leaned forward. "Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh...equipment?" "It's true, Ma'am, yes.. Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away." "Tripod?" "Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long." Mrs. Smith fainted.
From underneath the trees, we watch the sky confusing stars with satellites I never dreamed that you'd be mine But here we are, we're here tonight Singing Amen, I, I'm alive (I'm alive) Singing Amen, I, I'm alive [Chorus:] If everyone cared and nobody cried If everyone loved and nobody lied If everyone shared and swallowed their pride Then we'd see the day, when nobody died And I'm singing A, Amen I, Amen I, I'm alive Amen I, Amen I, Amen I, I'm alive And in the air the fireflies Our only light in paradise would show the world they were wrong And teach them all to sing along Singing Amen, I, I'm alive (I'm alive) Singing A, Amen, I, I'm alive [Chorus x2] If everyone cared and nobody cried If everyone loved and nobody lied If everyone shared and swallowed their pride Then we'd see the day, when nobody died [ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ] If everyone cared and nobody cried If everyone loved and nobody lied If everyone shared and swallowed their pride Then we'd see the day, when nobody died When nobody died... ahh ahh... And as we lie beneath the stars We realize how small we are If they could love like you and me Imagine what the world could be [Chorus x2] If everyone cared and nobody cried If everyone loved and nobody lied If everyone shared and swallowed their pride Then we'd see the day, when nobody died If everyone cared and nobody cried If everyone loved and nobody lied If everyone shared and swallowed their pride Then we'd see the day, when nobody died We'd see the day, we'd see the day When nobody died... We'd see the day, we'd see the day When nobody died...died...! We'd see the day when nobody died
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and in case that is not clear enough for you.... www.CherryCodes.com
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Cherry tap gives me the chance to be myself, and make friends and be who I am deep inside....That will never change....And If I could afford it, I would love to be a VIC...... If I had the money right this minute, I would buy a happy hour for everyone.....Hell one for every hour one saturday...how cool would that be...lol but as it is Cherry tap is for having fun...so enough with the BS and drama.....and lets remember, www.CherryCodes.com
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so to finish, www.CherryCodes.com
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Blessings, Amy www.CherryCodes.com
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hey ...comment dammit...LOL

http://www.cherrytap.com/bulletins.php?b=803166770 that is the link to my bulliten, please read it and leave comments, and PLEASE make it a sticky...grrr when I get money I WOULD DO IT FOR YOU ...and um hello I'll have my settlement in soon so..uh um..yeah...you might want to start ass kissing now.....ok ok...at least tap my cherry...and give me some CT love..lol mmmm would a boobie flash get you to help out...ha ha here you go ( . ) ( . ) <----- see big boobies just for you....... ROFLMAO
If you did not see my bulliten............. Ok for those of you who already know, I am Wiccan...I have just really begun my journey.... I have been seeking for years...I want to meet people of like mind and ideas and beliefs so I can progress farther in my journey. I don't think this life journey was meant to be traveled alone. I want to make a group for others of the same like mind..... if I get enough people, I am thinking of even starting a lounge..if you live I'm the area of me, I am talking REAL meetings, where we get together and learn the beliefs together...maybe even starting a coven? who knows but lets take this one step at a time...I have thought about this for a long time, and I think the time is right....please no perves, psychos,or anything like that.... send me your ideas....thoughts, and no I don't mean lets get together and have orgies so get that out of your mind......I love my husband... I Do however want to go farther in my journey and do not feel Wiccans, or anybody else whether you are bisexual, vampire, or anything else that society has cast out should be shunned, or hide any longer....I do want to start a study group right here and right now.and yes kids are welcome.... we have freedom of religion in this country, so lets use it and stop living in fear..we can do this online for those of you who live far away, like say another country? LOL If you live in my area....... well send me your thoughts first......comments welcome can you please make this a sticky? If not at least repost? Blessings, Amy

I'm a shark

Amy, you're aShark! You've got a healthy love of life and a killer instinct. Chances are you hate rules, and don't plan on getting old. You're flexible and friendly on top of being innovative and smart. In short, people respect you. You're extroverted and love being in the spotlight. Your mantra is "work hard, play hard" — you live life to the limit. And that's just scratching the surface!
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MY RESULT:Super Villain

iStock_000001207683Small.jpgYou think you're great, you love to have a good time (even if it's at somebody else's expense), and you love to win. So what's wrong? Well, basically, those are the same qualities shared by super villains everywhere.

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I know your not going to read this...nobody ever does....Think I have had enough....posted a bulltin yesterday and a blog ( i just deleted it) aksing you guys to cheer me up and make me laugh.....but nope.....oh well.....dont act so surprised when I just dont come back on CT...... I'll try One more time.....Cheer me up, say somthing funny, don't tell me to hang in there, I dont want to hear that, I want some funny stuff...I want to hear from my "friends" I even offered yesterday to buy a big pimping gift if somebody made my bulliten sticky..... Again.....Say what you want, ,just no bs, and make me laugh!!!! Show me you are a friend......
A Poem That Gives You Goosebumps... A drunk man in an Oldsmobile They said had run the light That caused the six-car pileup On109 that night. When broken bodies lay about "And blood was everywhere," "The sirens screamed out eulogies," For death was in the air. "A mother, trapped inside her car," Was heard above the noise; Her plaintive plea near split the air: "Oh, God, please spare my boys!" She fought to loose her pinned hands; "She struggled to get free," But mangled metal held her fast In grim captivity. Her frightened eyes then focused "On where the back seat once had been," But all she saw was broken glass and Two children's seats crushed in. Her twins were nowhere to be seen; "She did not hear them cry, " "And then she prayed they'd been thrown free, " "Oh, God, don't let them die! " Then firemen came and cut her loose, " "But when they searched the back, " "They found therein no little boys, " But the seat belts were intact. They thought the woman had gone mad "And was traveling alone, " "But when they turned to question her, " They discovered she was gone. Policemen saw her running wild And screaming above the noise "In beseeching supplication, " Please help me find my boys! They're four years old and wear blue shirts; "Their jeans are blue to match."" "One cop spoke up, ""They're in my car, " And they don't have a scratch. They said their daddy put them there "And gave them each a cone, " Then told them both to wait for Mom To come and take them home "I've searched the area high and low, " But I can't find their dad. "He must have fled the scene, " "I guess, and that is very bad." "The mother hugged the twins and said, " "While wiping at a tear, " "He could not flee the scene, you see, " "For he's been dead a year." "The cop just looked confused and asked, " "Now, how can that be true? " "The boys said, ""Mommy, Daddy came " "And left a kiss for you."" " He told us not to worry "And that you would be all right, " And then he put us in this car with "The pretty, flashing light. " "We wanted him to stay with us, " "Because we miss him so, " "But Mommy, he just hugged us tight " And said he had to go. He said someday we'd understand "And told us not to fuss, " "And he said to tell you, Mommy, " "He's watching over us." The mother knew without a doubt "That what they spoke was true, " "For she recalled their dad's last words, " " I will watch over you." The firemen's notes could not explain "The twisted, mangled car, " And how the three of them escaped Without a single scar. "But on the cop's report was scribed," "In print so very fine, " An angel walked the beat tonight on Highway 109.
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