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Why, Why, Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are getting dead? Why do banks charge a fee on 'insufficient funds' when they know there is not enough money? Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is wet? Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard? Why does Superman stop bullets with his chest, but ducks when you throw a revolver at him? Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets? Whose idea was it to put an 'S' in the word 'Lisp'? If people evolved from apes, why are there still apes? Why is it that no matter what color bubble bath you use the bubbles are always white? Is there ever a day that mattresses are not on sale? Why do people constantly return to the refrigerator with hopes that something new to eat will have materialized? Why do people keep running over a string a dozen times with their vacuum cleaner, then reach down, pick it up, examine it, then put it down to give the vacuum one more chance? Why is it that no plastic bag will open from the end on your first try? How do those dead bugs get into those enclosed light fixtures? When we are in the supermarket and someone rams our ankle with a shopping cart then apologizes for doing so, why do we say, 'It's all right?' Well, it isn't all right, so why don't we say, 'That hurt, you stupid idiot?' Why is it that whenever you attempt to catch something that's falling off the table you always manage to knock something else over? In winter why do we try to keep the house as warm as it was in summer when we complained about the heat? How come you never hear father-in-law jokes? And my FAVORITE...... The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four persons is suffering from some sort of mental illness. Think of your three best friends -- if they're okay, then it's you.

Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules! Please note.. these are all numbered "1 " ON PURPOSE! 1. Men are NOT mind readers. 1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down. 1. Sunday sports It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be. 1. Crying is blackmail. 1. Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it! 1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question. 1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for. 1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become Null and void after 7 Days. 1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us. 1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one 1. You can either ask us to do something Or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself. 1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.. 1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we. 1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is. 1. If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that. 1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle. 1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear. 1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine... Really . 1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball or motor sports 1. You have enough clothes. 1. You have too many shoes. 1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape! 1. Thank you for reading this. Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight; But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.

STROKE: Remember The 1st Three Letters.... S.T.R. My nurse friend sent this and encouraged me to post it and spread the word. I agree. If everyone can remember something this simple, we could save some folks. Seriously.. Please read: STROKE IDENTIFICATION: During a BBQ, a friend stumbled and took a little fall - she assured everyone that she was fine (they offered to call paramedics).....She said she had just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes. They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of food. While she appeared a bit shaken up, Ingrid went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening. Ingrid's husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital - (at 6:00 pm Ingrid passed away.) She had suffered a stroke at the BBQ. Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Ingrid would be with us today. Some don't die.... they end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead. It only takes a minute to read this... A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke... totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough. RECOGNIZING A STROKE Thank God for the sense to remember the '3' steps, STR . Read and Learn! Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke . Now doctors say a by stander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions: S * Ask the individual to SMILE. T * Ask the person to TALK and SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently) (i.e. It is sunny out today) R * Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS. If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call 999/911 immediately and describe t he symptoms to the dispatcher. New Sign of a Stroke -------- Stick out Your Tongue NOTE: Ask the person to 'stick' out his to ngue.. If the t ongue is 'crooked', if it goes to one side or the other, that is also an indication of a stroke. A cardiologist says if everyone who gets this e-mail sends it to 10 people; you can bet that at least one life will be saved.

Im probably gonna get my account deleted for expressing my thoughts but here goes... Fubar is really starting to loose it's fun and it is sad. I always thought that this site is for adults to have fun, chat, meet new friends. But lately,some of my pics are being tagged as NSFW ( not sure why and i dont think that they are), and im sure a lot of you are getting hit with them as well. Granted, some post regular pics of them selfs,friends, family etc etc, and i think thats awesome to share with the ppl you meet and trust on here, not to mention that you get points for them too...,most post adult oriented pictures, and yes i am one of them, after all, we're all adults here, right?? So why do i feel like i am being censored here? am i the only one who feels this way?? If we are all suppose to be adults here, im sure we've seen private pictures before, and if seeing those things are not your cup of tea, then dont look, simple as that. I am sick and tired of getting FUBARmail from admins/bouncers saying that one of my pics are tagged NSFW ect ect (and you all know what it says after that), when those pics aren't even one... are the bouncers really doing their jobs on here? are they really checking to see if those pics that got reported as NSFW are really NSFW?? PS... i have deleted most of my so called "NSFW" pics but the ones getting tagged now are just simply RIDICULOUS and IDIOTIC. I have send invites to a select few great friends to join FUBAR, bought a few VIP's, paid for a blast to help this place out, they may not be all that much but i did my part to help because in my opinion, it is so much better than myspace and other sites that i have been in. Well im starting to think otherwise.

This is still pissing me off, last night i got woken up to my naighbor getting the crap beat up out of her by her husband, at first i thought that they were just arguing till i hear her begging him to stop. i ran out of my apartment and straight upstairs, banged on her door, ranged her doorbell and no one answered, not til i was yelling out her name, then about 5 minutes later, she finally opened the door...i asked her if she was alright, and her answer was, why wouldn't she be? I looked at her and told her that i heard everything that was going on, and her tears just came like a storm, now her drunk husband stayed in the bedroom, i told her to get her stuff, get her kids ready and she should leave then he yelled at her to close the door and get her ass in the room, thats when i had enough of that, i pulled her to the side, ran inside, grabbed him by the neck and took him to the living room, he didnt fight back all that well because he was piss drunk. What i really dont get was, she started to depend him, saying that he was just drunk...i finally talked her to get her things and get her kids ready and spend the night at her parents house, and she was back after an hour...i could of called the cops and let them handle it the right way but i didnt, because if i did, chances of her kids getting taken away is really good and no kids should be in a foster home. Why do women do this to them selfs??? why do they stay with a person who beats the shit out of them?i just dont get it anymore, there are men out there who would treat a woman like no other, would bend over backwards, would give the world, and yet women tend to stay with those who hurt them physically, mentally and emotionally....WHY?

You Are 6: The Loyalist

You have strong relationships and are intensely loyal. People find you easy to love and care for. You like your world to be stable and secure, no surprises. You're cautious. You prefer your inner circle to the outside world. At Your Best: You are courageous, a positive thinker, and expressive. You can take on the world. At Your Worst: You are secretly insecure - which makes you sarcastic, cold, and argumentative. Your Fixation: Doubt Your Primary Fear: Abandonment Your Primary Desire: Security and support Other Number 6's: Mel Gibson, Woody Allen, Jay Leno, Marilyn Monroe, and Julia Roberts.

i just got a mail from one of the bouncers on here, stating that the pics on my NSFW folder are NSFW...wtf??? lol, and also my primary photo might be NSFW and my profile background s well and if i dont fix it my account might get deleted without warning. WOW talk about being so damn strick now...to who ever read this pls visit my profile and you be the judge. I might not have an account on here soon because someone thinks that my pics in my NSFW folder is "NOT SAFE FOR WORK" ahahahaha what a joke...hey babyjesus, do somethinwith this PLS

My name is Chris. I am three. My eyes are swollen. I cannot see. I must be stupid, I must be bad. What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better, I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I cant do a wrong. I cant speak at all, Or else i'm locked up All day long. When I'm awake, I'm all alone. The house is dark, My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car. My daddy is back From Charlies bar. I hear him curse, My name is called. I press myself Against the wall. I try to hide From his evil eyes. I'm so afraid now, I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping, Calls me ugly words. He says its my fault, He suffers at work. He slaps and hits me, And yells at me more, I finally get free, And run to the door. He's already locked it, And I start to bawl. He takes me, and throws me, Against the hard wall. I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken. 'I'm sorry!', I scream, But its now much too late. His face has been twisted Into an unimaginable shape. The hurt and the pain, Again, and again. Oh please, God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops, And heads for the door, While I lay there motionless, Sprawled on the floor. My name is Chris, I am three. Tonight my daddy Murdered me. And you can help. Sickens me to the soul, And if you read this and don't pass it on I pray for your forgivness Because you would have to be One heartless person To not be affected By this Poem And because U R affected, Do something about it! So all I ask you to do is pass this on! IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE, post this as 'Daddy it hurts!'