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14 Codes Of The Aryan Ethic
14 CODES OF THE ARYAN ETHIC 1. Honor no gods but those of your own Folk, as alien gods destroy you. 2. Nature's laws evidence the divine plan, as the natural world is the work of the All-Father. 3. Act nobly and courageously, always carefully considering the consequences, as the effects of your deeds lives on after you pass from Midgard. 4. Live within the reality of this life; fear not your fate, as fear is for fools and cowards; a valorous man boldly faces what the Norns decree. 5. Love, protect, reproduce and advance your Folk, as natural instinct prohibits miscegenation and self-destruction. 6. Be honest, be disciplined, be productive and loyal to friends, as the Aryan spirit strives for excellence in all things. 7. Treasure your history, heritage and racial identity, as your ancestors have entrusted, it falls with you, it will rise with you. 8. Honor the memory of your kith and kin, especially those who have given their lives or freedom for the Folk, as you

Code Of Conduct
2nd Alarm Hottie Code of Conduct 1. All Hottie members/prospects must have a verified salute and a minimum of 15 pics which include S.F.W body shots. 2. All hotties must be female by birth. 3. Shout box and Fu-mail must be open to officers for communications (Profile may not be set to friends only for this purpose). Officers must obtain a yahoo screen name. Firechief, and acting chief must have all officers yahoo sn for communication and meeting purposes 4. Chief and Hottie homepage must be added to your Family while considered a prospect and remain in family after administration. All new hotties will be assigned to a Team, your team leader must be in your top 7 friends and upon your acceptance to the group you must add '2nd Alarm hotties member' to your fubar screen name, you are allowed 5 days to conform with all C.O.C.rules. 5. All current 2nd alarm hottie Officers must be f/r/a to your page, they may all be found on the homepage in family. After officers, your

Codec To Watch Downloaded Movies
This COdec pack will install all required Codecs to watch downloaded movies. http://www.free-codecs.com/K_lite_codec_pack_download.htm The link is to a shareware pack, nothing illegal in this post. It is a link to a codec (Code/decode) pack for viewing videos on your computer only.

Codemonkey
since no one ever actually looks at person's stash, and because i have a little commentary to go along with it, i'm posting this video here. the company i work for builds automated packaging machinery. i'm the controls engineer, so it's my job to do the electrical systems and write the programs that run the machines. the second half of 2008 has been really good for us - so good, in fact, that we don't have enough people to do all that needs to be done. i've been given two underlings to help me out, one of them being my boss's son. i was ecstatic to have the help building the control panels. there is about a half mile of wire that goes into one of these things. it's a lot of work. because of the way our schedule worked out, my boss decided that it would be a good idea to have his son do the programming for our last project. i should back up at this point and say that i had been working for two years to standardize the programming for these machines. i have pretty much comp

Code Blue-tsol
I never got along with the girls at my school Filling me up with all their morals and their rules They'd pile all their problems on my head I'd rather go out and fuck the dead 'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead Middle of the night so silently I creep on over to the mortuary Lift up the casket and fiddle with the dead Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red 'Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead And I don't even care how she died... But I like it better if she smells of formaldehyde! Never on the rag or say leave me alone They don't scream and they don't moan Don't even cry if I shoot in their hair Lying on the table she smiles and she stares

The Code Of The Wes
1.The highest badge of honor a person can wear is honesty. Be mindful at all times. 2.Your parents are the best friends you have. Listen to them and obey their instructions. 3.If you want to be respected, you must respect others. Show good manners in every way. 4.Only through hard work and study can you succeed. Don't be lazy. 5.Your good deeds always come to light. So don't boast or be a show off. 6.If you waste time or money today, you will regret it tomorrow. Practice thrift in all ways. 7.Many animals are good and loyal companions. Be friendly and kind to them. 8.A strong, healthy body is a precious gift. Be neat and clean. 9.Our country's laws are made for your protection. Observe them carefully. 10.Children in many foreign lands are less fortunate than you. Be glad and proud you are an American

Code Words
FINE > This is the word women use to end an argument when they feel > they are right and you need to shut up. Never use "fine" to describe > how a woman looks - this will cause you to have one of those arguments > FIVE MINUTES > This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your > football game is going to last before you take out the trash, so it's > an even trade. > NOTHING > This means "something," and you should be on your toes. > "Nothing" is usually used to describe the feeling a woman has of > wanting to turn you inside out, upside down, and backwards. ''Nothing" > usually signifies an argument that will last "Five Minutes" and end > with 'Fine' > GO AHEAD (With Raised Eyebrows) > This is a dare. One that will result in a woman getting upset over > "Nothing" and will end with the word "Fine" > GO AHEAD (Normal Eyebrows) > This means "I give up" or "do what you want because I don't care" You > will get a "Raised Eyebrow Go Ahead" in ju

Code Of Conduct
CODE OF CONDUCT 1. All Candy Shop members/prospects must have a minimum of 10 "current" pictures. 2. All Candy Shop Members must show loyalty and be supportive of each other. We have many giveaways, contest and prizes for all supporting members. 3. Shout box and Fu-mail must be open to staff for communications (Profile may not be set to friends only for this purpose). 4. Feeze and Candy Shop homepage must be added to your Family while considered a prospect and remain in family after admittance. Only The Candy Shop Homepage is required to be visible. 5. You must add The Candy Shop to your name once you become a member. 6. All current Candy Shop staff must be added to your friends list. Fanning and rating is preferred but not required. If they do not accept add please let a staff member know. 7.It is the responsibility of all Candy Shop members to repost any group related bulletins. If you need help with this ask staff for help. 8. No member will disrespect, abuse, harass, or vi

Codeshred
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The Code To My Lounge Done ~*~pepper~*~
/* Lounge Coded By: ~*~pepper~*~ */ body{ visibility: show!important; display:--!important; /* changes outer scroll-bars I.E. Browsers Only(Gold & Silver)*/ scrollbar-arrow-color: #FFD700; scrollbar-Track-Color:--; scrollbar-Highlight-Color: #FFD700; scrollbar-base-color: #C0C0C0; scrollbar-Face-Color:--; scrollbar-Shadow-Color: #FFD700; scrollbar-DarkShadow-Color: #FFD700; } /* user tooltip */ #fixedtipdiv { visibility: show!important; padding: 2px; border: 0px; width: 300px; font:normal 18px Verdana; line-height: 22px; color: #FF0000; } /*Top Header Tweaks*/ table.top_header { visibility: show!important; position: relative; text-align: center; background: transparent!important; background-color: transparent!important; } td.top_left_header { text-align: left; background: transparent!important; background-color: transparent!important; /*Removes Happy Hour Sponser Part1*/ visibility: hidden!important; display: none!important; } td.top_right_hea

The Code
The code Written across the wall of the cave were the following symbols: It was considered a unique find and the writings were said to be at least three thousand years old! The piece of stone was removed, brought to the museum, and archaeologists from around the world came to study the ancient symbols. They held a huge meeting after months of conferences to discuss the meaning of the markings. The President of the society pointed to first drawing and said: 'This is a woman. We can see these people held women in high esteem. You can also tell they were intelligent, as the next symbol is a donkey, so they were smart enough to have animals help them till the soil. The next drawing is a shovel, which means they had tools to help them.' Even further proof of their high intelligence is the fish which means that if a famine hit the earth and food didn't grow, they seek food from the sea. The last symbol appears to be the Star of David which means they were evidently Hebrews. The audience

Codes 4 Forbidden Comment Drops
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Code
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Coders........
People who code for you are supposed to be treated with respect, dignity, etc. right? Well some people don't get that unfortunately.........they have trashed talked me, disrespected me....everything I can think of. Even the owner was being rude to me. Now I won't name names here but they know who they are......I admit sometimes it's not what you want BUT ANOTHER LOUNGE OWNER ALWAYS KEPT CHANGING HIS MIND AND WOULDN'T EVEN TELL ME HE DIDN'T WANT THIS HE WANTED THAT. He just kept saying it looked good.......that was it. IF YOU WANT ME TO CODE FOR YOU OR ANY CODER FOR THAT MATTER 1. GIVE US RESPECT!!!! 2. TELL US WHEN IT DOESN'T LOOK GOOD OR YOU WANT ANOTHER THING THERE.......NOT JUST IT LOOKS GOOD. 3. TELL US WHEN YOUR GONNA HAVE ANOTHER CODER COME IN AND CHANGE THE CODES OR JUST TELL US THAT YOU WANT IT CHANGED!!! THAT IS OUR HARD WORK, NOT ANYONE ELSE'S WHO PUTS THE CODES IN IN THE FIRST PLACE????????? WHOEVER DOES THAT IT'S THEIR WORK, RESPECT IT AS SUCH.

The Code Of The Knights Said Many Places
As in Dragon Heart A knight is sworn to valor, his heart knows only virtue, his blade defends the helpless, his might upholds the weak, his word speaks only truth, his wrath undoes the wicked. The right can never die, if a man still remembers him. Words are not forgotten, if a voice pronounce them clearly, The Code always shines, if a heart preserves it brightly... Kingdom of Heaven Knight Oath Be without fear in the face of your enemies. Be brave and upright that God may love thee. Speak the truth always, even if it leads to your death. Safeguard the helpless and do no wrong. That is your oath. You are back-handed “And that's so you remember it.” “Arise a knight!”

Code Of The Wolf
# INTEGRITYThis is the pinnacle of wolf values. If you cannot be true to yourself and face the fire of ignorant closed-minded opposition, then you are not completely free. If you compromise your integrity, you may be a chained dog, but not a true wolf. This does not mean that one should openly shout their differences; it simply means to stay true to yourself, and not sway when confronted by "popular" opposition. One cannot compromise any part of himself/herself for riches, popularity, or acceptance and still be 100% true. The greatest "sin" of a wolf is to sin against one's self.# INNER STRENGTHWithout inner strength, you can never truly follow your own path in life. Sheep mentality manifests in those who lack self-confidence. Lack of self-worth coerces these weak-minded sheeple into accepting a "mimic the majority" mentality (replicate what is safe, or "in season"). Weakness is the core of their "follow the leader" mentality. A wolf's mind is strong, swayed by reason, and personal obs

Codes For All Of My Lounges Please Stay Out Unless Ur Staff At One Of These
COMMENT BOX PROMO FOR TROUBLED SANCTUM. 1. COME ON IN AND CHECK OUT THE INSANITY AT TROUBLED SANCTUM . http://fubar.com/lounge/troubledsanctum 2. welcome to fubar if ur lookin for rawkin tunes, hawt cam peeps and awsome convorsations come on into TROUBLED SANCTUM. http://fubar.com/lounge/troubledsanctum 3. come check us out at TROUBLED SANCTUM are peeps are hawt and our dj's take all requests. http://fubar.com/lounge/troubledsanctum sb promo for TROUBLED SANCTUM welcome to fubar come check us out!http://fubar.com/lounge/troubledsanctum our cam ladies are hot, our tunes rawk and our dj's take all request come on in and check us out. http://fubar.com/lounge/troubledsanctumcome into TROUBLED SANCTUM! Have a drink, request a tune, join in the convo. Party it up! http://fubar.com/lounge/troubledsanctumwelcome all to fubar and please come and join us and check out our awesome tunes, have a drink (D),talk with our elegant ladies!http://fubar.com/lounge/trou

Code Pedro
Tomorrow I will get my orientation for the VA hospital. Last month I signed up to be a volunteer, and it takes a bit to actually start. They have to do a background check and some other things before they will let you come in. My check passed with flying colors, because on paper, I'm awesome too. I didn't get the recreation assignment which I listed as my first choice, nope, your boy Pedro is going to be in the ER. I can already see how its going to play out. Me: LIVE, DAMN YOU LIVE! Staff: Mr Awesomeo, that's a cpr doll. Me: Oh.... Me: LIVE, DAMN YOU LIVE! Staff: That's a houseplant. Me: Well it was looking a little brown. I don't have any actual medical duties, according to the guide book, I'll be filing, answering phones, delivering specimens to the lab, and maybe shuttling patients. Still, I am excited about it. It will give me a chance to help out, and who knows, maybe a blog or two. Plus, I get a totally cool vest to denote my volunteer status. I'm th

Code Of Conduct
2ND ALARM HOTTIE CODE OF CONDUCT Rules are simple,if you would like to be apart of 2AH, just do the following. Rate/Fan/Add all of the people listed in the Hotties homepage family. Add hotties Officers to yourtop FRIENDS and the Home Page (HH) and Our Founder To your family.(if you do not have room in your family message us privately and we can discuss that issue.) Hotties have been around for some time now, and we would like to get back on top. Were a family, and we will stick with you no matter what,were here for support. We believe that inner and outer beauty is the most beautiful. And Our girls are the most amazing and beautiful girls around. It is recquired to show love to the page daily, you do not have to do it everyday but at least 2-3 times a week,You SHALL leave a status comment or profile comment to confirm. We will always keep in contact with you, if you have suggestions,questions we are open to hearing what you have to say. 2

Code.z 33-1250
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Code.z 1251-2500
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Code.z 2501-3750
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Code.z 3751-4999
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Code For Adding Images Linked To Profiles/about Me Section
Ok replace the profile link and image link and text you also can adjust the width/height where is says width="400" height="250 add profile link to a profile or lounge where it has href="http://fubar.com/xtexasx" inbetween the " " marks same for the images chang it to then add the code to you about me or a profile DJ TEXAS NEEDS FRIENDS DJ TEXAS LOVE ON HIM :D

Codfish Balls
One pint shredded codfish, two quarts mashed potatoes, well seasoned with butter and pepper--salt, if necessary. Make this mixture into balls. After dipping them into a mixture of two eggs beaten with one-half cup milk, place them in a dripping pan into which you have put a little butter; place them in the oven; baste frequently with eggs and milk; bake till a golden brown.

Cod Fish Cakes
1 lb of cod fillets 2 medium-sized russett potatoes 1 cup bread crumbs 1/4 cup chopped fresh parsley 2 Tbsp freshly grated Parmesan cheese 2 garlic cloves, finely chopped 1 teaspoon salt 1/2 teaspoon pepper 2 eggs, lightly beaten Grapeseed oil, or other high smoke point oil such as canola oil, for frying 1 Boil and mash the potatoes, set them aside. 2 Boil the codfish until it flakes easkly. Drain and flake the fish with a fork. Be sure to remove all bones. 3 Mix the flaked fish, the potatoes and the rest of the ingredients together well by hand. If the mixture is too crumbly, add another egg. If too sticky, add some more bread crumbs. 4 Form the mixture into cakes and fry them on medium high heat in a skillet coated with oil. Makes 12 fish cakes. Serves 4-6.

Coding
Ok, I have a new pet peeve. I don't mind when I see video presentations on CTs site..including my own but PLEASE make sure your presentation has a way to pause or stop. If too many videos/songs are trying to play all the time it drive me nuts..and sometimes the browser will crash (with both that I use). other than that I enjoy watching videos but please check your options before posting them.

Coding (help)
I have been trying for I don't know how long to center the STICKAM box on my page. No luck. Does anyone know how to get that damn thing centered? p align=center isn't working and it's driving me crazy. Thanks :) Express Yourself LIVE ______________________________________________ ***FABULOUS! Thank you for all your help! It's fixed.*** Thanks Master! I have badass friends and such. That's all. MUAH!

Cod In Louisiana Sauce Piquant
4 servings 4 Cod/scrod steak,3/4″ 1 Onion,chop 1 Green bell pepper,chop 1 Celery rib,chop 2 T Vegetable oil 1 lg Garlic clove 2 c White Fish Stock (Recipe) 1 cn Plum tomato,28oz,w/juice 1/4 ts Cayenne 1/4 c Scallion green,slice thin Rice Cook onion, bell pepper & celery in oil over moderate heat, stirring, til golden & softened, stir in garlic & cook mix ,stirring 1min. Stir in stock, tomato w/juices & cayenne & cook mix, stir occasionally & break up tomato, 1Hr. Add cod & simmer covered, turning once, 6min. Transfer cod w/slotted spatula to heated shallow dish, boil sauce til thickened to desired consistency, & season w/salt. Spoon sauce around cod, sprinkle cod w/scallion greens & serve w/rice.

Coding Stuffs
Enter for your chance to win a Fender guitar! Click the pic below to "Like" Stars Go Dim on Facebook. Once they reach 20,000 "Likes" they will randomly draw a name for yhe Fender Guitar. ~† CLICK A PIC TO ENTER † ~

Coding
TO START WITH HERE IS A LINK TO REAL-TIME HTML EDITOR. WHEN U GO HERE U DELETE THE WORDS IN BLACK AND PLACE THIS CODE I HAVE BELOW UP THERE AND U WILL SEE UR CODE ON THE BOTTOM HALF OF IT SO THAT U CAN SEE ALL THE CHANGES THAT U HAVE MADE ON UR BULLY.WHEN U HAVE IT LOOKING LIKE U WANT IT TO, COPY YOUR NEW CODE FROM THERE, PASTE IT ON THE BULLY AND YOU'RE DONE... IF YOU NEED HELP, YOU CAN HIT ME UP AND I WILL WALK YOU THROUGH ANY OF THIS... Here is the LINK again -- http://htmledit.squarefree.com/ _______ UR BULLY CODE BELOW ______ COPY AND PASTE HERE U PUT UR BULLY HEADER HERE U WRITE WHAT EVER U WONT TO TELL PEOPLE WRITE AS MUCH AS UR WONT OR A LITTLE AS U WONT 'THE NAME OF THE LOUNGE OR PROFILE WHAT EVER HERE' 'HERE IS WHERE U PUT CLICK ON THE PHOTO AND JOIN ME HERE ' 'HERE IS WHERE U PUT BULLY BROUGHT TO U BY ' 'UR NAME HERE'

Coding
I MAY NOT KNOW HOW TO CODE A LOUNGE JUST YET BUT I DO KNOW A THING OR TOO ABOUT BULLETINS AND COMMENTS... DO YOU WANNA LEAN THE EASY WAY TO HTML COMMENTING OR BULLETINS.... COME TALK TO ME AND I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT I KNOW THANKS ALL

Coding
yes i do lounge coding HOWEVER i am in traing and i cant do anything without my trainer present. if u need me to do any coding pls contact Lie. http://www.fubar.com/user/885253 and we will get to u asap ty

Coding Test From Dx (lubbers Ya :-p)
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Coding Knowledge Test
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Coding And Designing!
Oh well This isnt a Blog to teach you how to code.. but its a blog to Teach You how to be creative and make ur own thing! I am Sick of people (and am sure they know who they are) Saying they are Graphics designers and Lounge Or Skin Designers If they dont make their own thing, If you are what u say you are, Then be creative, make ur own thing, BE PROUD OF IT, then say ur a coder, not be like .. yeah i am the best graphics designer and coder on fubar, when u have no creativity to make your own, and yet, whats funny is, ur charging people for it.. seriously Its a Simple 1 2 3 Methos, And Lemme tell u some exampels of what happened, I Had Club 69 Open Before and no 1 had the same layout as club69, i went away for few months, I Came Back to 5 Other Lounges Looking Exactly the Same, if u ask who made them, They tell u the same 2 Names, Which i am not gonna mention, but am so damn sure YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, and another time, i made This new layout in 69 with 2 cams, Got sick for a week, t

Cod Veracruz
Prep/Cook Time: 25 minutes Serves: 4 Ingredients: 1 lb. fresh OR thawed frozen cod OR haddock fillets 1 can (10 3/4 oz.) Campbell's® Condensed Tomato Soup 1 can (10 1/2 oz.) Campbell's® Condensed Chicken Broth 1/3 cup Pace® Chunky Salsa OR Pace® Picante Sauce 1 tbsp. lime juice 2 tsp. chopped fresh cilantro leaves 1 tsp. dried oregano leaves, crushed 1/4 tsp. garlic powder OR 1 clove garlic, minced 4 cups hot cooked rice Directions: PLACE fish in 2-qt. shallow baking dish. MIX soup, broth, salsa, lime juice, cilantro, oregano and garlic powder. Pour over fish. BAKE at 400°F. for 20 min. or until fish is done. Serve over rice.

Cody
Thank you all who have expressed your concern over my Cody Bear The surgery went great, they removed a 3-1/2 inch diameter tumor from his elbow on Thursday. Satureday hes caught a rabbit (he still has a cast on his leg). He doesn't seenm to be in any pain or discomfort, yay!! Now I just need to figure out how to pay for it all. I'll take donations!! Lol. Anyway just thought everyone would like to know he's doin' awsome and thanks again for your shoulders. Now back to your regularly schedualled program

Cody's Replay(please Read)
AS some of you know, at least I HOPE you do, Fubar is a huge game website. But some folks don’t have time for games...please read on.... I’ve been involved with a charity called Cody’s Replay. The main focus of the group is to collect instruments, refurbish them if necessary and give them to kids that require long stays in the hospital. These kids are suffering with diseases such as cancer, sickle cell enemia and the like. The idea is to give the instruments to these kids to help pass the time and hopefully keep their minds off what they are going through. The organization is named after one of the first to receive an instrument, a boy named Cody. Cody was fighting an aggressive cancer and most of his treatment required him to be in solitary. The guitar he received kept him occupied throughout his treatments. The last time they found him, he was hugging the guitar. The group asked Cody’s mother if they could rename it after him and she agreed. The seco

The Co-ed Slumber Party..
That weekend, we had a tentative guest list of nine girls and including Dave, Pat and myself, six guys. As people began to arrive, we immediately realized that our guest count had up and shit the bed. We were at twenty people, and only three of our list had arrived. Our friend Tim arrived, and as I let him in, three gorgeous women were right behind him. Tim made introductions, and I was immediately infatuated with the brunette who’s name was Bridget. She had the sexiest mouth I had ever seen, I must have been drooling, because she smiled, and kissed my cheek. “We don’t have sleeping bags” the girls announce. So we grabbed some blankets out of our rooms. Soon we had a full on party going, drinks, dancing, and making out…but there was a sense of anticipation hanging in the air. Nobody was drinking too much. Nobody was too involved with anyone… at about 1:00 one of the girls asked when we were going to turn off the lights and get under the blankets. So we kicked out everyone who wa

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Coem Buy Me Some Of These Please
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Coenzyme Q10
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Coentrao Learned That He Wept Transfer Failed On The Spot
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Coeur Cassé
time: 9:49pm date: I actually don't know. I am currently in front of my laptop, thinking and seeking my innermost being on what to type. I would want to smoke but I don't know how to and I don't like the smell and taste in the first place. Agenda: To move on. My ex and I just broke up. Wanting to forget about him, I went to Chilliwack with a friend for the long weekend. My life has never been the same. Plan A: Quit my ware washing job. I am currently working at the hospital as a dishwasher. But my co-workers think that I don't belong there simply because i am young and I had so much to offer. "Nobody belongs there." I thought to myself. Plan B: Choose to be happy. To be honest, I am still somber about the break up. I miss him. The "old" him. I feel like I've created a monster! Until now, I still don't know why this would happen. Plan C: Learning to love myself. Not to be selfish, but I have observed that in order to love others truly is I must first truly lo

Coeur Des Epines
Quelque part, de façon ou d'autre, loin loin... L'ange pleure ses larmes de douleur. Pour, bien qu'ils aient aimé, car aucun ne pourrait aimer... Le coeur d'anges a été déchiré encore. Déchiré encore par des épines encore. L'ange est mort en larmes de douleur. I believe this to be the most efficient method to express it all. Close your eyes and look... look as the eagle looks, from the highest heights. Look as the snake looks, from sandy pits and jungle floor. I guarantee you cannot. The minds eye is truly powerful... but, no man nor woman can see from the eyes of another. Its one of those trees in the forest deals... if it falls, does it make a sound? Think about it. Every friendship or relationship you have, you still do not know that person. You know what they want you to know. You may argue that if they have indeed shown you who they are, then would it not be true that you know them? I say no, and no again. For the simple fact remains that you are not them. There is no way for you

Co[exist]ence
amidst the bones and dust beneath the cold and stale decay a single glimpse of life remains seeded and sheltered but unable to fully thrive unable to die purgatory entwined in light and rot a pariah in its own right a parasitic existence to its decadent counterpart

Coffee Lovers
Coffee Lovers by Aindréas Brennan Silently, He smiles to himself, As he thinks of her, Sitting alone in her kitchen, Sipping coffee. She thinks of him too, But little does he know it. Shamefully, Both pass each other every day, Without passing on the knowledge, Of their inwardly turned love. Time and time again it happens, For who has the courage to say it first, Or do they just enjoy, Their secret love affair.

Coffee, Tea Or Me?
You Are a Super Flirt You love to flirt, so much so that it gets you in trouble. In almost any situation, you find yourself flirting - even when it's inappropriate. You tend to embrace all flirting styles too.. from coy to sexy to playful to serious. And if someone flirts back, you'll crank it up even more! What Kind of Flirt Are You?

Coffee Break
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The Coffin...... Repost
A man was walking home alone late one foggy night, when he hears: BUMP... BUMP... BUMP... behind him. Walking faster, he looks back and through the fog he makes out the image of an upright casket banging its way down the middle of the street toward him BUMP... BUMP... BUMP... Terrified, the man begins to run toward his home, the casket bouncing quickly behind him faster... faster... BUMP.. BUMP... BUMP. He runs up to his door, fumbles with his keys, opens the door, rushes in, slams and locks the door behind him. However, the casket crashes through his door, with the lid of the casket clapping Clappity-BUMP... clappity-BUMP... clappity-BUMP... on his heels the terrified man runs. Rushing upstairs to the bathroom, the man locks himself in. His heart is pounding; his head is reeling; his breath is coming in sobbing gasps. With a loud CRASH the casket breaks down the door. Bumping and c

Coffee!!!!!
You never know how dependant you are on the coffee until you decide to quit it for a day.You get massive headaches gah. Anyways this blog really has nothing to do with coffee. Just a bunch of verbal diherrea. I find it quite liberating just to put your thoughts out first thing in the morning...Extremely therputic.Anyways back on topic...Coffee. He he he well I started at the ripe old age of 16....I had my first Tim Hortons coffee.The canadians will know what I'm talking about. The heavenly waker uper. The crack coccaine of coffee...A large double double. As we speak I'm drinking some second rate folgers missing my mistress of the nectar from the gods....TIMMIES!!! I tried all the variants of coffee...Well most of them anyways..Espresso was the most enduring. It kept me up for 2 days straight while I was taping episodes of Robotech with a friend of mine. Haven't touched the stuff since. It makes me too hyper. Like I am now bouncing out of my seat and trying to focus on one thing..

Coffee Can Cause Your Mind Blown
I’m walking along a quiet side street on a warm summer afternoon … Spying a little coffee shop on the corner I decide to stop in for some coffee and a sandwich. There is a red overhang at the entrance to the door and the large shop windows are slightly frosted over … but I can’t help but notice you sitting at a small booth by yourself. Ever so slightly, my heart races at the sight of you. I reach for the door handle and pull the door open … step in and smell the fragrance of fresh coffee intermingling with the perfume you are wearing. The coffee shop is quiet ... with only a cashier at the counter and you sitting in your booth. I walk over to the little table adjacent to your booth, place my order for a cup of coffee and lean back in my chair. I steal a quick glance over at you sitting in your booth reading a romance novel. You are breathtaking! A small wisp of your hair hangs over one eye, begging to be moved away with a gentle touch. You are wearing a loose-fitting blouse and sho

Coffin Sandwiches
Prep Time: 10 min Total Time: 10 min Makes: 1 serving 2 slices whole wheat bread 3 slices OSCAR MAYER Smoked Ham 1 KRAFT Singles 1 Tbsp. MIRACLE WHIP Dressing 1 lettuce leaf CUT bread slices into coffin shapes. LAYER with sliced meat, Singles, dressing and lettuce. Spear each sandwich with plastic toothpick to hold it together, if desired. CUT sandwich into coffin shape using coffin template and sharp knife. (Click here to print template.) For an even stronger template, trace the template onto a piece of cardboard and cut out.

Coffee
You Are an Espresso At your best, you are: straight shooting, ambitious, and energetic At your worst, you are: anxious and high strung You drink coffee when: anytime you're not sleeping Your caffeine addiction level: high What Kind of Coffee Are You?

Coffee.....
You Are an Espresso At your best, you are: straight shooting, ambitious, and energetic At your worst, you are: anxious and high strung You drink coffee when: anytime you're not sleeping Your caffeine addiction level: high What Kind of Coffee Are You?

Coffee
A man and his wife were having an argument about who should brew the coffee each morning. The wife said, "You should do it, because you get up first, and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee." The husband said, " You are in charge of cooking around here and you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee." Wife replies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee."Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show me." So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several pages, that it indeed says.......... "HEBREWS"

Coffee, Cigarettes And A Bathroom Stall
Coffee, Cigarettes and a Bathroom Stall Lindsey & I always loved to go for long drives to nowhere...just to enjoy the music and conversation. These expeditions always started pretty late, after 10 at least. It never really mattered where we landed, so long as there was coffee and an ashtray. Eventually we discovered a great truckers pit stop called The Iron Skillet. It was a smooth 40 minute drive on the highway, with only a few folks on the road. When you walked in, to your right was the the diner with the trucker memorabilia from as way back as the turn of the century. It reeked with pride and history. We used to meet and have wonderful talks with people from all over the country. Fellas that were away from their families for weeks at a time. They seemed to genuinely enjoy the conversation. I know what it is to be lonely, so I appreciated it as much as they did. One night, after way too much coffee for that hour at night, I had to go to the bathroom. They say wom

Coffee Cups
Thanks Dad. I needed this today! A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee. When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you conscio

Coffee (part 1) - Erotica
It was a warm Saturday afternoon and I was hanging out with my friend Max. He and I had been friends for a while, talked a lot but never really discussed dating or sex. We just enjoyed each others company and hung out a few times, having coffee or going for hikes. In fact we had never really discussed anything sexual, he was a bit shy and nervous around women so I didn’t want to scare him off. I was fairly certain I had caught him a few times looking at my round ass in the past though, as I bent over to pick something off the ground though. So today I decide to slip into a short little skirt before going out to meet him for coffee. I had never worn anything this temping in front of him before and just the thought of turning him on made me hot and wet. By the time I got to the shop and had walked up to him I was more than a little moist. The guys could sense it as I walked past all of them, smelling my arousal in the air. A few didn’t hesitate to look intensely at me un

Coffee Or The Cup?
A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups -- porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee. When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: "If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee in most cases, just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. "What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups... and

Coffee And And And And,,,
Life, love, and existance. Where have we gone as a society? I mean have we really changed that much? From Galileo giving his theory about the earth then being put on house arrest by the pope seems quite an injustice and rediculous by today's standards, but are we really that far off? Have our minds really fucking opened that much in the past years? People still are greedy and are even more focused on social stature. Royalty replaced with celebrities, and being fashionable is stiff the fucking same. If you arn't dressed right then you are an outcast, simply put that is how it goes. You can't have a mohawk and walk into a nice bar and expect to be treated the same as everyone else. It's all about social stature for human kind. I am generalizing, and I'm sure there are many more people more open minded these days and more is being written, said, and done. Though keep in mind that there are a lot more people these days and being in America we've just traded torture for jail and

Coffee
COFFEE In the night, or In the light, we Brew and percolate The perfect plan. Without a fight, We drip into the boardroom, Taking our seats With little fanfare. Our aroma, our bitterness Entice you long before You see us. You hoard us, The Elixir of Life. Our accomplices never betray us: Orange juice and toast Are loyal minions to the end. Do not dare to separate us. Eggs and bacon try to outstage us. We walk in the black alone; Curiously you cajole us to Dance with your many lovers: Sugar, syrup, milk and soy. We hail from exotic climes. We are Sumatran, Columbian, Ethiopian. Can you not feel The spirits of our homeland? We carry the memories and Promises of distant shores. Whether Indonesia, Hawaii, Africa or South America, We cry out for fair-trade. Once, the Church banished us As the Devil's drink; Now, you covet us openly As currency of the world. Iced or hot, We are strong and bold. But always fresh. Christened Cappucino, Es

Coffee Anyone???
This is one day that is already going South...I woke up late this morning which means I got to work late which means I'm going to have to stay late and make up extra time...I get to work and go in the breakroom to make some coffee and what do I do, I put the coffee in the maker without a filter...I get that mess cleaned up and as I go to put the water in the back of it, I knock the coffee off onto the floor, so loose coffee is scattered all over the floor and in a chair...Bad day huh...That's not all...As the coffee made its way to the floor, my foot was also a victim of the coffee grounds...Yes..I had coffee in my shoe...If you think sand in your shoe is bad, I suggest you pour a spoon of coffee in it and let that get between your toes...Not a pleasant feeling whatsoever...As if all that isnt enough, my car thinks I'm neglecting it...It tried to die on me right in front of my workplace...

Coffee
When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee. A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full they agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar . Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cups of coffee (maybe espresso!) from under the table and poured the ent

Coffee ?
An Indian walks into the coffee shop, The waiter gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee. The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp, Turns and blasts the buffalo with the shotgun, Causing parts of the animal to splatter everywhere And then just walks out. The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand, pulling Another male buffalo with the other. He walks up to the counter and says to The waiter "Want coffee." The waiter says "Whoa, Tonto! We're still cleaning up your mess from yesterday. What was all that about, anyway?" The Indian smiles and proudly says .. "Training for position in United States Congress: Come in, drink coffee, shoot the bull, Leave mess for others to clean up, Disappear for rest of day.

Coffee Anyone?
A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. The conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups - porcelain plastic, glass, crystal, some expensive, some exquisite, and some plain-looking paper cups- telling them to help themselves to the coffee. After all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said,"If you noticed, all the nice-looking, expensive cups were taken,leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is but normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, THAT is the SOURCE of YOUR problems and stress." "BE ASSURED that the cup itself adds NO QUALITY to the coffee. In most cases, it's just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for

Coffee....
Just sitting here at my computer thinking about you, and can't help thinking about how fun it would be to have a sexy little flirt with you...maybe while having coffee in a cozy out door patio, with the warm sun streaming in through the branches and leaves of the trees, all warm and cozy...legs brush lightly under the table, your hand wandering up my skirted thigh, pushing it back slightly and seeing the surprised look on your face when you discover the hook of my lacey garter at your finger tips...slyly I give a glance and a quick smile...my pussy is instantly giving me a nudge of moist hot juice, making my breasts and nipples jealous...gently I push my hip forward allowing you to slip your hand more easily up my leg where you can feel my steam..You squirm in your chair, adjusting for the steady rise of your cock in your trousers...

Coffee Experiment Update
(Originally Posted on April 24, 2006)Well, if you remember we switched the asshole's coffee with decaf. It's been a week or two since then. Today, he said he was trying to get up to go to work and almost couldn't do it he was so sleepy. The instigators are already talking about putting in regular coffee again to watch him get wired. I say let him buy his OWN coffee, damnit! tag: coffee, work, prank, experiment, humor, funny

Coffee Machine
1. CLICK ON THE LINK (COFFEE MACHINE BELOW) 2. PUT THE COIN IN THE VENDING MACHINE 3. CHOOSE YOUR DRINK 4. CLICK ON THE CUP WHEN IT IS READY 5 CLICK ON "APRI" ENJOY! Don't forget to click on "APRI" in the last box !!! COFFEE MACHINE http://www.cartoline.it/pics/_zoom_flash.htm?immagine=scherzi_150404_01.swf

Coffee Experiment Update
(Originally Posted on May 10, 2006)I've heard from a coworker who heard from the HR person that the victim... err... subject has made a doctor's appointment to see about his being tired all the time.tag: humor, funny, experiment, prank, work, coffee, joke

Coffee In This Life
Coffee in this Life And now, in someplace I had never seen, I have thoughts inside for you, feelings I never tried to say. I gave you nights and days for nearly a year, but not time enough nor concentration of effort to describe, and all I locked you out of was my rebirth. Perhaps it was only exasperation as we tried to thwart our mundane lives with something divine and clear; I tried to dislike your smoking. Not to die, not to die nor God forget for all we have been told, that this loneliness is just the lingering of hope. And every morning we push these thoughts aside, like silverware in a restaurant. There is only time for coffee in this life, and a few quick salutations and farewells. This foolish longing, to come together in belief and well, for the slow, loving words that take unto themselves great heights, and stand beyond ritual through all the years.

Coffee
This story made me think! A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life. Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee And an assortment of cups - porcelain, plastic , glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite - telling them to help themselves to the coffee. When all the students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said: 'If you noticed, all the nice looking expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want Only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive and in some cases even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but yo

Coffee
You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again. A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose. Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see." "Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied. Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel th

Coffee Date
*A fantasy a friend and I came up with* I sat at the table in the far corner of the coffee shop, keeping an eye on everyone that walked through the door. Time seemed like an eternity, the steady tick, tick, tock providing rhythm, to my eager impatience for her to arrive. Sipping on my coffee, the warm liquid blanketing my throat and warming up my belly, my thoughts drifted off to what could be in store… Our late night conversation always ended up in the same place. We shared the same girl-on-girl fantasy, which still remained unfulfilled for the both of us, a passionate one-on-one fling, of unexplored territory. My thoughts were interrupted as she sat herself across from me. I was so carried off with my thoughts; I didn’t even see her come in. She was beautiful, in the most real sense, bright eyes and full smile enveloping me. “Hi”, I managed to get out, a little taken aback by her presence. She was better than any expectation I may have unknowingly set for her, no

Coffee And Just Staying Sober.
just got back from an alcoholics anonymous meeting, and boy do I feel great. seen an old friend I hadn't seen in years, at the meeting before it started and I thought for sure he would be speaking since he is from out of town. didn't' ask him though since I figured I would find out soon enuff, once I went in and got my coffee and sat down I saw a man in a red sweater, only saw the back of him but thought fuck I know that man, but the meeting at started so I didn't go over, thought I would wait till after the meeting. the moment the chair person said where the speaker was from I instantly knew who it was, it was jim my sponsor. yes it did, well seeing both ron and jim did, it has been a while since I felt this good. there is something about see the old timers that were there when u were fresh to the program, the ones that help u get going. so I sat there and waved till he seen me and I'm not sure if he knew who I was at first since it had been over a year since we last seen each other.

Coffee House
unaware of whats going on, people around, unseen lies. old foes, old friends, new alibies. screaming, screetching, it consumes the room. fighting, laughing, the band plays soon. making scenes, in highschool stil, waking up from nightmares, reborn thru thier very dreams. unidentifiable, no name, no face. new to thier way of life, new to this place. trying hard to find thier "nook", trying despratly to fit in. going on with life, not sure what ther're feling within. observing straight facces, fake smiles, white lies. moving forward, so we think, falling backwards, breaking our ties. impossiable to understand it, no one can repremand us. i stand alone in a crowded room, away from the faces, the unfamilliar places. alone in this room, but arent we all? waking up from dreamscapes...in a building full of big futures, but right now, life is so small... *~rebecca gardner~* August 28,2006

Coffee And Sex
An Irish woman of advanced age visited her physician to ask his help in reviving her husband's libido. "What about trying Viagra?" asks the doctor. "Not a chance," she said. "He won't even take an aspirin!" "Not a problem," replied the doc. "Give him an Irish Viagra. Drop it into his coffee. He won't even taste it. Give it a try and call me in a week to let me know how things went." It wasn't a week later that she called the doctor, who inquired as to progress. The poor dear exclaimed, "Oh, faith, bejaysus and begorrah! T'was horrid. Just terrible, doctor!" "Really? What happened?" asked the doctor. "Well, I did as you advised and slipped it in his coffee and the effect was almost immediate. He jumped hisself straight up, with a twinkle in his eye and with his pants a-bulging fiercely! With one swoop of his arm, he sent the cups and tablecloth flying, ripped me clothes to tatters and took me then and there, making wild, mad, passionate love to me on th

Coffin Syrup
They call her Bulldozer speech demon Without distractions of hope, She makes the depression business Look surprisingly novel. And she's not just royal, Allegedly loyal Not unfaithful but she has no faith in me.

Coffee Anyone? I Said Coffee!?
Being a combination "night owl" and "early riser" throughout much of the week, as you might guess, I have a certain passion for coffee that goes beyond the subdued, "Yeah I'll take a cup of coffee." and settles more into, "GIVE ME COFFEE! NOW!" at 5 am when I start my run/walk/crawl thingy. And having spent time in Provence, Northern Italy and Israel/Palestine, I like my coffee to have a certain strength, a certain joie de vivre if you will. Nevermind that they generally drink their espresso or cardamom-laced coffee in something akin to a thimble, give me 20 ounces. We're gonna lift that fog! Now that's an okay attitude to have, until I realized, upon awaking and going into the kitchen, just what I couldn't remember as I was pacing around the store. I had no coffee at home. The nearest store is 30 minutes away, can you believe how slow thee people are driving in front of me! Course they weren't slow, I was jones-ing. Can you believe they don't open til 6 am!? Well, duh, this is s

Coffee Quiz
You Are a Soy Latte At your best, you are: free spirited, down to earth, and relaxed At your worst, you are: dogmatic and picky You drink coffee when: you need a pick me up, and green tea isn't cutting it Your caffeine addiction level: medium What Kind of Coffee Are You?

Coffee Mornings
Coffee Mornings by geronimo_appleby © Marion had loved the Thursday coffee morning with the girls. She was so pleased she'd taken Astrid's invitation and made the effort to go. What a revelation! At first, Marion had been dubious, after all, who wanted to be surrounded by harassed mothers and screaming brats at thirty-five years of age? Not her, that's for sure. She would rather spend the morning in the company of like-minded ladies without the associated baggage of infants and toddlers. To her surprise and subsequent delight, that's exactly where Marion found herself. There were no children present at Astrid's plush residence, just like-minded ladies. Astrid had alluded to this meeting being 'special' when the previous week's meeting had drawn to a close. 'You have to come to Tuesday's gathering.' Astrid had invited when she saw Marion off at her front door.' 'We put it to the vote earlier and the rest of the girl's feel the same. We'd love you to become one of our regulars.'

A Coffee Morning Surprise
A Coffee Morning Surprise by sarahloveitt © Well... it's strange how things come together - who would have guessed a week ago that Adele and I would be having coffee together. Amazing!! I knew, though, as soon as I clapped eyes on the photo of herself that she's emailed to me, that she was something special. Funny, that! I don't know why - the generous mouth, the open smile - but most of all, those dancing eyes!! They are captivating - well, they captivated me anyway! Yes, that was it. The magical, captivating eyes! They are just a pair of eyes, of course, but to me... they are so lovely! And when we did meet, it was as if we'd known each other all our lives and shared intimate secrets together. We were so relaxed in each other's company. Great! Adele and I first became friends on the internet through a mutual friend. We both wrote erotic stories and soon found each other to be friendly and fun. We began exchanging email messages - erotic girlie stuff. My name is Sarah, by the

Coffee Date
Coffee Date by 64 Arts © I sat at the table in the far corner of the coffee shop, keeping an eye on everyone that came in the door. Time seemed like an eternity, the steady tick tick tock providing rhythm, to my eager impatience for her to arrive. Sipping on my coffee, the warm liquid blanketing my throat and warming up my belly, my thoughts drifted off to what could be in store... Our late night conversation always ended up in the same place. We shared the same taboo fantasy, which still remained unfulfilled for the both of us. A passionate one-on-one fling, of unexplored territory. My thoughts interrupted as she sat herself across from me. I was so carried off with my thoughts; I didn't even see her come in. She was beautiful, in the most real sense, bright eyes and full smile enveloping me. "Hi", I managed to get out, a little taken aback by her presence. She was better than any expectation I may have unknowingly set for her, no surprises of lack of shape, extra limb

Coffee Mornings (marion & Astrid)
Coffee Mornings (Marion & Astrid) by geronimo_appleby © Marion heard the doorbell chime inside Astrid's house and her tummy fluttered with butterfly wings of anticipation. She had anticipated this morning's arrival with growing expectation, ever since Astrid had called her days before to arrange the time for their meeting. Marion was nearly climbing the walls with the frustration she felt as her husband dithered and dawdled prior to eventually leaving the house at eight thirty. To be fair, he carried out his morning routine just as deliberately that morning, and left no later than usual, it just seemed that he took an age with his preparations that particular day. No sooner had Marion heard the sound of her husband's car crunching down the graveled driveway than she was in the shower and beginning her own meticulous preparations. She wanted to be smooth limbed and sweetly scented for her pending date with her new girlfriend. Once Marion had bathed, she laid a towel over the d

The Coffs Watering Hole
The Coffs Watering Hole by Annette Taylor © Hi my name is Annette Taylor some of you might remember me from my previous story (washing my underwear). This is another true story that happened to me 9 months after my very first wet lesbian experience. As before the names and places have not been changed. It was 4.30pm Tuesday afternoon as I pulled into the car park to see my last customer of the day. (I'm a rep for a large cosmetics company). Coffs Harbour is a beautiful spot on the East Coast of Australia and I could quit happily live here. Katelin's shop was one of the largest in Coff's but I could never get a large order out of her. Knowing this I had drank almost a litre of water 20 min before thinking I would be there the standard 20-30 min and then end up at my hotel just in time for my bladder to burst through my satin panties and masturbate myself to orgasm. As I stepped into the shop one of the sales girl's Shelly said " Katelin's just stepped out to get a couple of t

Coffee Anyone?
Coffee anyone? You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again. A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose. Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word. In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see." "Carrots, e

Coffee Mixes
Great for gift giving. Flavored Coffee Mixes For all the coffee recipes except the cafe' au lait, use 1 to 2 spoonfuls to one mug of hot water (to desired taste) CAFE' L'ORANGE 2/3 cup instant coffee 1 cup sugar 1 tsp. dried crushed orange peel 1/4 tsp. cinnamon CAFE' _MOCHA 2/3 cup instant coffee 3 TBSP unsweetened cocoa 1 1/3 cups sugar 1 cup non-dairy creamer 1/4 cup nonfat dry milk CINNAMON-N-SPICE 2/3 cup instant coffee 1 1/3 cup sugar 1/2 tsp. cinnamon 1/2 tsp. nutmeg 1/2 tsp. allspice TOFFEE COFFEE 1 cup instant coffee 1 cup non-dairy creamer 1 cup brown sugar CAFE' VIENNA 1 cup instant coffee 1 1/3 cups sugar 1 1/3 cups nonfat dry milk 1 tsp. cinnamon CAFE' ORANGE CAPPUCCINO 1 cup instant coffee 1 1/2 cups sugar 2 cups nonfat dry milk 1 tsp. dry orange peel SWISS _MOCHA 1 cup instant coffee 1 cup sugar 2 cups nonfat dry milk 4 tsp. cocoa powder CAFE' VIENNA MIX 1 cup instant coffee 1 cup s

Coffin Fodder By Cradle Of Filth
Coffin Fodder The time has come To rise again Freedom lift thy sewered hem Free from beasts and skewered men My dreams unroll Ten thousand fold Their world will never take me They will never desecrate my soul The stars I have grasped Are so far lonely constellations And wishing on those stars My spirit bars annihilation From earthen miseries Hosts of most fell forms of greed Ghosts of pearly gate remissions Forever haunting me Slit the witch and watch him bleed As with any inquisition Lying from the start The preachers piled their craft Scoffing elder glories And dying, I depart To make their sunken hearts A coffin for their stories The time is past The falter when Freedom slips my sombre pen And the gates to wolves break open then My feelings may Seem constant prey But claws no more will rake me Those whores have fled to darker days Above and beyond I have wronged in my position But now the winds are strong To soar from Babel's vis

Coffee
The Mayonnaise Jar and 2 Cups of Coffee When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 cups of coffee. A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. The pr ofessor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar He shook the jar lightly The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous 'yes.' The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and

Coffee
Explain to me why I have to spill coffee on myself only when I wear white or have on a nice tie? Now, you may all wonder why I would bring up this odd comment, but every morning, I come into work, get my cup of coffee, and start work. At least once a week, I will spill on myself. Almost always I'm wearing white. I have two theories on this: 1. There is a conspiracy in the cafeteria to produce/purchasefaulty cups that will cause the consumer to spill all over themselves in order to increase sales of more coffee. 2. A subconscious action designed to stimulate my brain in order to complete a resulting action. First, the theory of the cafeteria is a strong one. If you've ever eaten in our cafeteria, you'll know what I'm talking about when I mention the money grubbing bastards do everything in their power to suck every dime they can out of you and the company. The food is WAY over priced, tastes like crap, and at times has an odd color or smell to it. The hired help is useless, under-ed

Coffin
Late last Saturday night, a young chap was walking home from the pub. It was a cold, wet, windy evening, and he was tired and freezing. Most Of the streetlights in the area were broken, and the silence was only Broken by the occasional sound of a stray cat sifting through a Dustbin. Suddenly he heard a strange noise ... BUMP........ BUMP........ BUMP........ Startled, he turned around. To his amazement, through the driving rain He saw the faint outline of a large box turning into his road. BUMP........ BUMP........ BUMP........ He froze to the spot. He couldn't believe his eyes. As the box Approached from the shadows, he was able to make out its shape more Clearly. It was a coffin. Not wanting anything to do with this, h

Coffee Adventure. 1
"My good man..." The pimpley clerk turns to me and yes, clerk, not barista "You got faggotry in my machiato, nut just faggotry, but sprinkles, and fuckdust and spirals of sugar! TAKE IT AWAY!" I might have flung scalding coffee in his eyes. "and not the good kinda faggotry like this- " After explaining my love for the kids in the hall, and the lasting cultural relevance, the kid behind the counter continued to scream about his boiled eyes and mauled face. I think under normal circumstances, he would have thanked me. This is starbucks after all... god only knows how I ended up in such a god forsaken stinkplot full of would-be hipsters, "screenwriters" and ...oh dear god... chai drinkers! Oh right... because no one in Kansas has heard of anything but a creamy double frap mocha latte with triple chocolate shavings, grande, half cream, nonfat whipped spray, light frothy foam, with a dancing whisper of nutmeg, quickorder with a GIGANTIC scone that was flash frozen and shipped f

Coffee Adventure. The Sequel!
as I awoke screaming about naked transvestites with their makeup and wig still on, I recalled a happier time when I still had my beloved and trusty white mug. White mug had always been there for me. Much like a smitten korean prostitute, or some vaguely racist string of an adjective, a nationality and a deragatory position in society like a tall brazilian hairdresser, or a snooty white barbara streissand fan because damn it That's comedy. It was about this time that I noticed I had rearended an elderly woman. her walker was stuck in my grill, along with several of her tiny teacup yorkies. As we all know- little dogs are there to feed big dogs. Big fish eat the little ones. I think Thom Yorke said that. How is Thom these days? and his creepy dead eye. Y'know I love you Thom. Ever since that first time I listened to paranoid android on loop for 14 hours, benzed out of my FUCKING MIND. uh... what? I dunno... is dumpster donuts open yet? Should I just hi

Coffee Adventure. The Trilogy!!! With 3 Exclamation Points.
My caffeine dependancy can sometimes cause Drowsiness Dizziness stomach upset alchoholism Blurred vision Headache Confusion Confession Lupis Depression Impaired coordination Changes in heart rate Hypertension Jittering about Trembling Weakness Amnesia AIDS Hangover effect (grogginess) Dreaming or nightmares Benzodiazepine addiction Chest pain Vision changes Jaundice "Paradoxical reactions" But only some times. I cradled my coffee machine like a lifesaver. That's good candy. I never could figure out the damn thing. It was my grandparents', I assumed there was a tiny wizard living inside, that stopped obeying orders when Carl died. That's why we're in this dilly of a pickle. The Machina is smarter than me. And I don't know where to turn for my fix. They won't let me back in the local. The bookstores have armed guards. And I just have nowhere to go. We're talking epic ... NO! Soap opera drama here people. Like... d

Coffee?
Sitting outside, the crisp morning air tingles my skin into a shuddering, sensation. It is clean, it is crisp, and it flows through my short hair just as if my hair was a mile long. My coffee sits on the table next to me, and every so often I will take a sip from here to there to keep me awake. Sleeping is when they come. Sleeping is when the shadow people, the clowns, and the haters come out, and it is in thier turf. Lotta good that does me. I have this new pill they say...it will make me sleep without having dream?? Should I ??? Yes, these night terrors have to stop. I am a little odd with how I dont sleep. Anyway... jibberish jibberish. All that I know right now, is that I am horny as hell right now. dunno why... nothin I can do about it... sux to be me :( Anyway, its six thirty, GOOD MORNING!

Coffeee Talk...
I was pondering the effects of caffeine this morning, namely the effects produced by my daily cup 'o joe. This began as I was scooping indefinite amounts of coffee into the coffee maker this morning. I contemplated foregoing the actual brewing of the coffee and wondered if I should just take the spoon and eat it. I, of course did not, because that would be just foul. And then it occurred to me that I really don't relish the flavor of the coffee at all. In all actuality, it’s quite bitter and unpleasant. And now I am sitting here drinking my coffee with excessive amounts of sugar and non-dairy sweetened creamer (vanilla chai latte flavored to be exact), and I am thinking… why? How did I become so addicted to something that is well, quite frankly, unpalatable. I personally blame Starbucks. They have corrupted me with this illusion that coffee can be tasty and give you the instant high you need to start your day. Their coffee is beyond compare and so deliciously tasty, that I personally f

The Coffin Dancer By Jeffrey Deaver
Plot Summary: This return engagement for quadriplegic criminologist Lincoln Rhyme is strong on forensic details as Rhyme tracks an elusive assassin known only by the tattoo that gives this fast-paced thriller its title. Three witnesses to a murder could put a millionaire arms dealer behind bars for good. When one of them, the co-owner of Hudson Air, is blown up in a plane bombing with the Dancer's fingerprints all over it, the FBI takes the other witnesses into protective custody. Only Rhyme can decipher a crime scene, read the residue of a bombing, or identify a handful of dirt well enough to keep up with the killer. Helped by Amelia Sachs, his brilliant and able-bodied assistant, Rhyme traces the Dancer through Manhattan streets, airports, and subways. The psychological tension builds rapidly from page one all the way to the stunning and unexpected denouement. At the same time, Jeffery Deaver slowly develops the against-all-odds love affair between Rhyme and Sachs. My Comments:

Coffee
What Planet Is She From, Because I Want To Live There Coffee Shop | Davis, CA, USA Me: “Hi, how are you doing today?” Customer: “I’d like a large coffee.” Me: “That’ll be $1.95.” Customer: “Oh, I don’t want to pay for it.” Me: *shocked* “Ma’am, this is a store. We sell things for money in order to make a profit.” Customer: *stares blankly* Me: “The coffee isn’t free.” Customer: “Can I have the coffee anyway, since you already poured it?” Me: “No. ” Customer: *looks at me for a moment and then walks away* -------------------------------- NOTE:me is not really me.. its the worker at the coffee shop but christ almighty what the hell is wrong with that person

Coffee With Seth Rogen
One famous person that i would like to have breakfast with is Seth Rogen. I just think he is a really cool and funny guy. Sure i have had some really weird "stalking and making out with him" dreams that i cannot eplain! But I just really admire him. As I wrote in a blog before, he kinda reminds me of my husband. And that makes me wonder what he's like in real life. Every character he plays in movies or on TV seem to be an extension of himself, or it seems like he is just playing himself sometimes. But I really don't know since i don't know him. I think he's cool because we are about the same age and over the last few years he seemed to come out of nowhere and take over the media and i love that! Of course i have been a fan since he was on "Freaks and Geeks" and his character "Ken" was my favorite. I even kinda had a crush on him when i started digging chubby boys! It sucks that "Freaks and Geeks" AND "Undeclared" got cancelled so soon because both shows were hilarious. It's great that

Coffee Shop Crusifixion (short Story)
Her eyes flashed like lightning, shimmering with forgotten tears as her hands balled into fists. Her jaw clenched as he watched his hands twiddle on the table in front of him. I couldn’t hear his words, I had no idea whether the tears he was evoking were happy tears, sad tears, angry tears or any kind of tears – maybe they are just tears, but tears are always more than tears. He seems unable to take his eyes off his hands; I am reminded of when someone confesses to some horrible deed. Momentarily a flash of light danced across his angelic face, playing on the tracks of his tears like dancing specters. His mouth moves, a silent prayer and her answer – an inaudible torrent of what read as rage, maybe frustration. I smile to myself as the light of the candles on the table flash in her eyes; daggers aimed directly at his slowly, visually shattering heart. I can see the million little pieces glittering in his eyes, falling like stars – winking out as they splatter on the table top amidst

Coffee S'more Pie
Ingredients 4 eggs 1 1/2 cups sugar 1/2 stick butter, melted 3 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder 1 (5-ounce) can evaporated milk 1/4 cup coffee liqueur 1 (9-inch) graham cracker pie crust 2 cups miniature marshmallows Directions Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. In a mixing bowl, whisk together eggs and sugar thoroughly combined and pale yellow. Whisk in melted butter, cocoa powder, evaporated milk, and coffee liqueur. Set aside. Place pie shell on baking sheet and place on an oven rack. Carefully pour in filling. Bake in preheated oven for 45 minutes. About 5 minutes before pie is finished, mound marshmallows in the center of the pie (they will spread as they melt). Continue baking until marshmallows are golden brown. Let cool slightly. Serve warm.

Coffee Drinkers
For Coffee Drinkers: You know you are addicted to coffee if ... You grind your coffee beans in your mouth. You sleep with your eyes open. You have to watch videos in fast-forward. The only time you're standing still is during an earthquake. You can take a picture of yourself from ten feet away without using the timer. You've worn out your third pair of tennis shoes this week. Your eyes stay open when you sneeze. You chew on other people's fingernails. The nurse needs a scientific calculator to take your pulse. You're so jittery that people use your hands to blend their margaritas. You can type sixty words per minute with your feet. You can jump-start your car without cables. You don't sweat, you percolate. You walk twenty miles on your treadmill before you realize it's not plugged in. You forget to unwrap candy bars before eating them. You've built a miniature city out of little plastic stirrers. People get dizzy just watching you.

Coffffeeeeeeeeeeeee
i have more of it in me than blood. its really windy and crappy out today, and for that i blame witchie and fuck you candi my bff went and bought me the twilight special edition so you couldnt tease me no mo, hes awesome p.s. post boobs

Coffee Vending Machine
A man put his fifty cents in a vending machine and watched helplessly while the cup failed to appear and a nozzle sent coffee down the drain while another poured cream after it. "Now that's automation!" he exclaimed. "It even drinks for you!"

Coffee, Free, And Me
http://eventful.com/edmonton/events/matt-love-and-free-coffee-/E0-001-021657891-2 Matt Love Possibly the best opportunity you will have to enjoy a free cup of coffee at my expense all year. All you have to do is sit through a 3 hour sales pitch for a timeshare - I mean, a 90 minute concert by Matt Love (the entertainment value is about the same). Matt Love and Free Coffee in Mandolin Books and Coffee Company, Edmonton Source: eventful.com Jun 18, 2009 7:00 pm - 8:30 pm (Thursday) at Mandolin Books and Coffee Company, featuring Matt Love. Get more details about this event on Eventful.

Coffee
watch out the coffee is hot its a brand new pot it tastes really bad but its really all I had I forgot the filter last night I used milk not water thats why its white feels like black tar or at least oil for your car try it with a spoon or a fork use it to paint a stork maybe it'll make some good toffee but I truly am sorry about the coffee

Coffee, Wake And Bake And Life
Ok so I'm sittin here, drinkin my coffee, contemplating my life. Yea, I know, kinda early in the a.m., but I also got stoned first thing. Day off and all, yanno. ANYway....so I just got laid off from my job. This saturday is my last day. But for some reason, I'm not too broken up about it. I haven't had any real time off in two and a half years, so I figure I will take about a month off and just play. I'm thinkin I deserve it. I got two concerts coming up I'm going to. Crue Fest with Motley Crue, Godsmack and Shinedown. Then Bret Michaels. (shut up, I love Bret!) My boss was worried that the unemployment rate in Oregon is the highest in the nation, and that I wouldn't be able to find another job. That's crap. I may have to lower my standards a little, but there ARE jobs out there. I'm not above working at a MacDonalds. Besides, I'm one smart cookie, so even conning my way into a job is feasable! haha I do still have a degree in Criminal Justice, so I can use that. I highly d

Coffin Putty
I cant believe I just bought two coffin putties, and actually had a dilemma of whether to open a green or orange one first. Anyways, it fuckin RULES. I cant stop playin with it, grrr. Ironically, it also smells like strawberries or somethin, which makes me want to eat it :( But I dont think I should, since it says so ona box.

Coffiee And Cocaine
lets discus this upbeat mental case we call a sociaty for a bit lets look at ourselfs what has become of us we cluster ourselfs under groups that we make up just to feel like we belong somewhere, we have cures for shit that is not even a problem the pills come oit so fast that you start to think there is something wrong with you if you dont take something, I remember it all changed on the middle of a dream the world wonderd looking for light to see our way back to bed, now awake alone and scared that if we wake the rest the confusion will destroy all we have so move about my minions be stealthy, Don;t rock the boat, just get to the captin and and kill him we want controll those that ave the power need to begin to use it but be wise and drain your enamies slow so as not to let them return it is with all the love I say kill gently but kill nun-the-less. Puppy love to you all. . .. .Even the X without you i'd have more bulets in this gun...

The Coffeehouse
Hard to say at any given time who's the mouse and who's the cat? So we play our cat and mouse game of attractions and passions. I could be her tomcat, she would be my tomboy. We flirt a generation away the tomboy wants to play, ya know, I have never seen her is a dress or skirt. The tomboy and her tomcat, or the tomcat and his tomboy; sounds like the title of a book, one of those super sleuth action-comedy and impossible romance novels all in one Of course the x-rated love scenes would be left mostly to your imagination i.e., "what's wrong dear?" "Mom, a man made love to me, we did everything mom. He did things to me that I can't get out of my mind and it's interfering with my work and I did things to him, well, I can't believe I did them and I want more of him." Her mother looked at her the way mothers do and; "It's alright dear, now, tell me the truth, what's troubling you." She just looked at her mom with exasperated amusement and said "whatever." She is in her 20s but

The Coffee Shop Test
You Are a Traditionalist You aren't impressed by anything that's too modern. You go for whatever is classic. Some may call you a bit old school, but you know that old school eventually becomes new school! You are naturally sweet and fun. It's hard for you to get too down. You have a colorful take on life. People who know you appreciate your vibrancy. The Coffee Shop Test Blogthings: Waste Time at Work!

Coffee, Tea Or Me?
Summer's heating up & what better way to stay cool than to get indoors, crank the AC up and stroke that big hard cock of yours to all my naughty pics & videos. This weekend you can save $5 and have full access to my site by simply clicking the banner below. Members that sign up this weekend will also be entered in a draw to win a pair of my panties. What are ya waiting for? Sign up before this offer expires on Monday July 19th at Midnight.

*coffins Always Felt Like Home
These four wallsAre slowly suffocating meI feel my lungs collapseAs I fail to breatheAnd it's all too lateTo try and save me nowI had my chancesI let them go somehowAs I fall lifeless to the floorThere's no more hopeThere's nothing left here anymoreSo just let me beJust walk awayAnd let me rest in peaceBecause from the day I was bornIt all went wrongWhat did you expect from me These four wallsAre suffocating me

Coffee
Do you like coffee or know someone who dose? Why not profit from? Coffee is the second most consumed drink, only surpassed by water. It's also the second most traded commodity only surpassed by oil. 200 Billion cups are consumed daily around world and 400 million cups are consumed daily in the U.S. If you more more information send me a message and I will be glad to give it to you.

Coffin
(Coffin is still a work in progress. It was first written in 2009, and is changing ever so slightly.) "I'm going to lie in my coffin one last night.I'm no longer looking for a fight to see what I truly am,and who I may beJust make me this promise and stop looking for me."She stopped writing and put the book down on the nightstand.There.She sat next to the bed. She wasn't sure what to think. She has just been in the same bed as one of them, yet she didn't feel different. Her mind was fuzzy, her body was numb, but she couldn't help it.She loved this feeling. She felt like she was free. Free to do what she wants.This wasn't the first time it's happened. She's done it before, but this time there was love.The figure lying next to her was beautiful. His pale skin, dark brown hair, he was the reason she was still living. When she first saw his eyes, those stunning eyes she couldn't look away from. Dark as the night, but calming. Those eyes showed her what she was missing.He saved

Coffee?
On a passenger flight, the pilot comes over the public address system as usual and to greet the passengers. He tells them at what altitude they’ll be flying, the expected arrival time, and a bit about the weather, and advises them to relax and have a good flight.. Then, forgetting to turn off the microphone, he says to his co-pilot, "What would relax me right now is a cup of coffee and a blowjob." All the passengers hear it. As a stewardess immediately begins to run toward the cockpit to tell the pilot of his slip-up, one of the passengers stops her and says "Don’t forget the coffee!"

Coffins
Coffins used to be built with holes in them, attached to six feet of copper tubing and a bell. The tubing would allow air for victims buried under the mistaken impression they were dead. Harold, the Oakdale gravedigger, upon hearing a bell, went to go see if it was children pretending to be spirits. Sometimes it was also the wind. This time it wasn’t either. A voice from below begged, pleaded to be unburied. “You Sarah O’Bannon?” Yes! the voice assured. “You were born on September 17, 1827?” “Yes!” “The gravestone here says you died on February 19?” “No I’m alive, it was a mistake! Dig me up, set me free!” “Sorry about this, ma’am,” Harold said, stepping on the bell to silence it and plugging up the copper tube with dirt. “But this is August. Whatever you is down there, you ain’t alive no more, and you ain’t comin’ up.”

The Coffee Shop Lady
I was sitting in the coffee shop alone reading a book the other day . I noticed just a few booths up a lady , probably in her 60's , doing just as I was. She looked sad, her face looked as if it had not smiled in many years. Huge cloud of smoke around her head as she took yet another long drag off her menthol 100. I wondered her story. I pictured where each line of her tired face may have began. Had she loved and loss . Does she go home each night to an empty house and a memory of the man she loved who has long since passed. Do her children not write or call. Or does she muddle through life waiting for the next holiday to feel loved. Was she as I am , just alone. Gave up trying after so many broken hearts. Figuring one more would be the one that would finally shatter her soul. Easier to be alone than to be yet again made a fool.I picture her more the type that just never found love . She didn't appear to be that feminists strong type. You know the ones who fill the room with their pres

Cofi
I just read a post complaining about how selfish some people are, and how toxic they are, and how they ought to get over whatever bad things happened to them that caused them to be such self-centered assholes. It would be lovely if that would happen. But it probably won't. Have you seen Amores Perros? If not, and you want to see it (which I highly recommend), please be forewarned: plot spoilers ahead. From the Wikipedia entry for the film: Just as Amores Perros itself is a film triptych, so also does its name present three interrelated interpretations. Among the few Spanish language lines found on the official Amores Perros website are these: Si tu historia acabó bien, explícalo en el canal de "amores". Si acabó mal, explícalo en "perros" (If your story turned out well, put it down to "amores." If bad, put it to "perros.") To the author of these lines, amores is life's "goodness" or "sweetness" as in the Spanish aphorism, Hechos son amores, que no buenas razone

C.o.f Lyrics
1. The Black Goddess Rises Thee I Invoke, bornless one All woman, pure predator Wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell Like a seething fall from grace Thou art pale hecate Rising from thessaly You're in my dreams The Darkness in my heart The rapture in their screams Black Goddess Rise... The Principle Of Evil Made Flesh From the primeval mass Let precious chaos vent Sacred flesh drenched in fornication Beloved by Set May the winds gather her together From the secrets of men After thousands of years of terrifying silence She comes again (All Destroyer) The abolition of the yeshua begins... Shattered are the icons of the worthless The Goddess scorned is a Valkyrie born Scattered are the wings of the virulent holy Leave their husks to be the prey of vultures and dogs World without end Cherish the lissome wants of pernicious evil Dusk in her eyes Torn bloody weeping skies Darkness will hasten to devour And the weak will flee or die Sie sind e

C.o.f Lyrics ( 2 )
1. Of Mist And Midnight Skies We, the nocturnal few bound by other laws to the service of the enemies of god are silent and hidden yet our exquisite fire burns on poised to engulf... Tie a man to his god he may not walk for fear of falling foul to temptation where once faith stood her ground Renounce the guilt, ignite the flame cast the fetid virgin back from where she came drink deep of the promise in my eyes... of mist and midnight skies I drown in fathomless dreams and in the reeking mire of virtue scream I yearn to sell my very soul (And you shall for none so dark & sinister will arise to embrace the Arts) Do What Thou Wilt until the stones in my heart stand still regardless of the cost to your repugnant god The last May frost may blight the crops and will never be ascribed to be heavenly dog or nature, but infernal tasks... "By your cursings and imprecations you wrong both Man & beast by whatever whim you serve of the Devil your leige" Ti

Co-founder Day For Angels
ok Angel's Sunday's we Touch the founders of the group and chuckiiboo does plenty for both crews so rate him up leave a rose or an angel as always thanks loves !! ***chuckiiboo***@ fubar

C.o.f. Train!!!!
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Cogeco Is Gay.
Ya, so, I got this bill in the mail last week, eh. $503.74 When I talked to them over the phone last month, those fucking retards said that I only had to pay $114.86 (I recently moved, so hook-up fees, blah blah blah). Then I get that bill in the mail (I have litespeed internet and basic basic cable), and it says half of a thousand dollars. I'm like, 'what the fuck??? how the hell, do they get that amount??' Then I call them Tuesday, that just passed, and you know what. . .Those fucking pieces of shit, added the bill from the stupid woman who previously lived in this apartment, and didn't return the items from Cogeco. What the fuck?? I even fucking told the retard(s) over the phone, that I JUST MOVED THERE. How fucking stupid can they be? I mean, come on! They ask you if you've lived there before, I'm like, no! I haven't! And they're like, you don't know a miss.jamie something? And I'm like, wtf? NO! The only Jamie I know, is my cousin. -_-! My God. . .Cable/Internet compan

Co-genius Of The Week
Teen Shoots Himself in Leg at McDonald's Email this Story Sep 13, 5:31 PM (ET) PITTSBURGH (AP) - A 17-year-old boy accidentally shot himself in the leg while standing in line at a McDonald's restaurant and now he faces an illegal weapons charge. The boy was fiddling with the .25-caliber pistol tucked in his waistband when it fired, wounding him in the upper thigh shortly before 9 p.m. Wednesday, city police Sgt. William Gorman said. "Some days you deal with a victim, some days you deal with an actor," Gorman said. "But it's a strange day when the actor is the victim." The boy was in good condition at Mercy Hospital. He was to be charged with illegal possession of a firearm, because he is not old enough to lawfully have a gun, police said. Police were also trying to determine if the gun was stolen. The boy was not identified because he is a juvenile. No one else was hurt.

Cognac
The hotel was the most extravagant yet for the company’s annual party. I knew a few wives and did my best to mingle while Simon played the appropriate politics with business associates. I made my round and ran out of familiar faces. I looked for Simon and saw him involved in conversation. As I made my way to the bar, the bartender caught my eye and smiled. He was young and very attractive. I smiled back to let him know how flattered I was by his silent compliment. I ordered my drink and he turned to pour. I found myself sizing him up and my eyes came to rest on his hard ass that filled his uniform so well. When I looked up, I realized he was watching in the mirror. This time he gave me a more seductive smile. Embarrassed, I feigned a cough and looked away. “What’s your poison?” The voice startled me and I made a quick turn. A pretty brunette with expressive eyes was standing next to me. Her short layered hair was unintentionally tousled and revealed a distinct earthiness. She

Cognizance
Perhaps it is a certain resonance; a thrumming that blots and blurs rational thought. This and that and then the other; but in what order were they meant? The concepts skew and loose definition whilst they swirl through the sieve of thought, slipping through the whole into an oblivion of never having been.

Cognitive Distortion
Cognitive Distortion My love drains me of all life. Cold, gray hand reaches out for me. My life now gone, black, red and green are all I see. Late into the night, my heart still pounds, my pores still cry for answers. I am told to send out the hounds. No body, but plenty of evidence. What have you done? Someone’s conscience sent to help myself. The hounds, the conscience, do nothing for my love, my life. The black, the green, and the red only make it worse. They are actually triggered by the evidence without a body that the hounds find. I don’t yet know it but the hounds are only playful puppies, the evidence, Just a hint of something that doesn’t make sense. The colors, the dogs and the clues are fed by each other And are the same. Trouble. What a way to live.

Cognitive Psychology...
lectures annoy me.. trying to regain the normalcy after a setback dealing with all the condescending criticism that goes along with it i just want it behind me people are never as willing to let things go as i am like wiping your ass after the kind of shits you only get after finishing off a bottle of cheap red wine that has been sitting uncorked on your desk for a week. you're sweating your knees ache you want it out you want it over you want the misery and the memory of it sucked away in one glorious flush.. and its over and you feel better but you have to sit there and wipe and its never a quick 3 or 4 passes... its the kind that uses most of whats left on the last roll of paper. and you know you'll have another shit just like this tomorrow because thats what you do.

Cognitive Therapy
What is Cognitive Therapy? Robert Westermeyer, Ph.D. The word "cognitive" or "cognition" means "to know" or "to think". Therefore, cognitive therapy is viewed as a "psychological treatment of thoughts." Simply, cognitive therapy operates under the assumption that thoughts, beliefs, attitudes and perceptual biases influence what emotions will be experienced and also the intensity of those emotions. Cognitive Therapy was pioneered by Aaron Beck, M.D. for the treatment of depression. Dr. Beck and other researchers have developed methods for applying cognitive therapy to other psychiatric problems, such as panic, anger control problems and substance abuse. This form of therapy has received considerable research support, especially with regard to depression. The view that our thoughts influence our emotions and behavior is hardly new. In fact, the origins of this idea can be traced back to the Stoic philosophers, namely Epictetus, who wrote, "Men are disturbed not by things,

Cognitive Distortions
In Feeling Good: The New Mood Therapy Revised and Updated, David Burns highlights 10 distorted thinking patterns that work against a healthy outlook on life. Distorted Thinking Patterns (Cognitive Distortions) All-Or-Nothing Thinking - You see things in black-and-white categories. If your performance falls short of perfect, you see yourself as a total failure. Overgeneralization - You see a single negative event as a never-ending pattern of defeat. Mental Filter - You pick out a single negative defeat and dwell on it exclusively so that your vision of reality becomes darkened, like the drop of ink that colors the entire beaker of water. Disqualifying the positive - You dismiss positive experiences by insisting they "don't count" for some reason or other. In this way you can maintain a negative belief that is contradicted by your everyday experiences. Jumping to conclusions - You make a negative interpretation even though there are no definite facts that convincingly support

Cognitive Science And The New Spirituality
http://themarknews.com/articles/103-cognitive-science-and-the-new-spirituality John Vervaeke Professor of psychology and cognitive science, University of Toronto. 5/5/09 There is an emerging framework for scientifically understanding how we fundamentally make sense of the world. Although there is much work to be done, there is now real promise that we are starting to understand how we understand – this promise creates opportunities that have profound existential, moral, and, for a lack of a better word, spiritual implications. We are beginning to be able to explain how people can be intelligent beings (i.e. how they can sift through all the vast potential information available to them and zero in on what is relevant). Such relevance realization enables them to turn space into places, time into events, and causes into stories so that they can experience and think about their world. This enables them to size up situations, solve problems, and feel at home in the world. Such f

Coheed And Cambria - Welcome Home
COHEED AND CAMBRIA LYRICS "Welcome Home" You could've been all I wanted But you weren't honest Now get in the ground You choked off the surest of favors But if you really loved me You would've endured my world Well you're just as I presumed A whore in sheep's clothing Fucking up all I do And if so here we stop Then never again Will you see this in your life Hang on to the glory at my right hand Here laid to rest is our love ever longed With truth on the shores of compassion You seem to take premise to all of these songs You stormed off to scar the armada Like Jesus played letter, I'll drill through your hands The stone for the curse you have blamed me With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep But if you could just write me out To neverless wonder... happy will I become Be true that this is no option, So with sin I condemn you Demon play, demon out! Hang on to the glory at my right hand Here laid to rest is our love ever longed With truth on

Coheed And Cambria
You could've been all I wanted But you weren't honest Now get in the ground You choked off the surest of favors But if you really loved me You would've endured my world Well you're just as I presumed A whore in sheep's clothing Fucking up all I do And if so here we stop Then never again Will you see this in your life Hang on to the glory at my right hand Here laid to rest is our love ever longed With truth on the shores of compassion You seem to take premise to all of these songs You stormed off to scar the armada Like Jesus played letter, I'll drill through your hands The stone for the curse you have blamed me With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep But if you could just write me out To neverless wonder... happy will I become Be true that this is no option, So with sin I condemn you Demon play, demon out! Hang on to the glory at my right hand Here laid to rest is our love ever longed With truth on the shores of compassion You seem to take pre

Coheed And Cambria - Delirium Trigger
We're now, up here alone Terror on the intercom Can someone save us Systems malfunction Blast it this damn machine Over and out captain Something lurks Creeps on the counter top Somewhere behind you Parasitic cyst I can't stand to watch It's coming up and out of your chest (Remember when we were young) A-sit up, right on the table A photograph, of Earth feeding me a way back A-frightened I tear alone or maybe not The only one out there (Hello...) hello, when it rings will you answer? There, in the corner tall short stance it's you Come on, kill me You made a good friend, to me While you were outnumbered and torn They made us do things... Oh dear God, I don't feel alive When you're cut short of misery Will you pray it be the end Give a look, surprise, wide eyes to me Then you'll know just what I am The scar that triggers, you'll feel Come know me in a different light, now Come know me as God You made a good friend, to me While you were outnu

Coheed & Cambria - Welcome Home
and for the last one of today :D You could have been all I wanted But you weren't honest Now get in the ground You choked off the short list of favors But if you really loved me You would have endured my world Well if you're just, as I presumed A whore in sheep's clothing Fucking up all i do The end, if so here we stop, Then never again will you see This in your life Hang on to the glory at my right hand Here lay to rest is a love ever long With truth on the shores of confession You seem to take privilege to all of these souls. You stormed off to scar the armada Like Jesus played letter I'll drill through your hands The stone for the curse you have blamed me With love and devotion I'll die as you sleep But if you could just write me out To never mis-wonder her happy will I become Be true that this is no option So with it condemn you demon raiding in love. Hang on to the glory at my right hand Here lay to rest is a love ever long With truth on t

Cohesion
I really miss the times where everyone is equal. Why is it (here) that everyone is not equal ... that you either have to pay or fight to be equal? Equality is then just a relative term and means absolutely nothing! How far does human hypocrasy go in this time?So much to learn about the past!

Coheed And Cambria - The Running Free
All non-believers stand aside and fear. A new day is marching through the door. How could you ever think you might get here? Did it bleed? Was it sore? Through the struggles you've endured. You've come so far from innocence Provided all the consequence. Only what does it matter now? Cause your going home. You're running free As only you would be if you never owed them anything. And now you've found your way out. In the trust you've seen your path on home. Spend your time well before you go Here in hell. Your living ends before the engineer. What was your motive in this fight? (Did they play you for the weaker of them?) How could you ever think you might get here? Was it greed that pushed your heart through the struggles you've endured? You've come so far from innocence Provided all the consequnce. Only what does it matter now? Cause you're going home. You're running free. As only you would be if you never owed them anything. And now you've found yo

Coheed And Cambria - Welcome Home
Welcome Home by:Coheed And Cambria You could have been all I wanted But you weren't honest Now get in the ground You choked off the surest of favours But if you really loved me You would've endured my will Well, if you're just as I presumed You're a whore in sheep's clothing Fucking up all I do And if so, here we stop Then never again Will you see this in your life Hang onto the glory at my right hand Here, laid to rest, is our love ever low With truth on the shores of confession You seem to take premiss to all of these, so... You stormed off to scar the Armada Like Jesus plagued letter I'll drill through your hands The stone for the curse you have blamed me With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep But if you could just lock me out To neverless wonder Happy, will I become? Be true that this is no option So in sin, condemn you Demon play, Demon out Hang on to the glory at my right hand Here laid to rest, is our love ever

09/03/08 - Coheed & Cambria - Welcome Home (you Can't Go Home Again Edition)
SONG VERSION BELOW Coheed and Cambria - Welcome Home.mp3 - Coheed and Cambria VIDEO VERSION BELOW Welcome Home - Coheed and Cambria LYRICS BELOW You could've been all I wanted But you weren't honest Now get in the ground You choked off the surest of favors But if you really loved me You would've endured my world Well if you're just as I presumed A whore in sheep's clothing Fucking up all I do And if it's here we stop Then never again Will you see this in your life Hang on to the glory at my right hand Here laid to rest is our love ever longed With truth on the shores of compassion You seem to take premise to all of these songs You stormed off to scar the armada Like Jesus' plagued labor, I'll drill through your hands The stone for the curse you have blamed me With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep But if you could just write me out To neverless wonder, happy will I become Be true that this is no option, So with sin, I condemn

Coheed And Cambria-welcome Home
You could have been all I wanted, But you weren't honest, Now get in the ground, You choked off the surest of favors, But if you really loved me, You would have endured my reign... Well if you're just, as I presumed, A whore in sheep's clothing, Fucking up all I do... And if so here we stop, Then never, again will you see, This in your life... Hang on to the glory at my right hand, Here lay to rest is a love ever long, With truth on the shores of confession, You seem to take premise, to all of these souls... You stormed off to scar the armada, Like Jesus played letter, I'll drill through your hands, The stone for the curse you have blamed me... With love and devotion I'll die as you sleep, But you could just rat me out, To never mis-warn her happy will I become, Be true that this is no option, So rinse it, condemn you demon raiding in love... Hang on to the glory at my right hand, Here lay to rest is a love ever long, With truth on the shores of c

Coincidence?
High School reunion time, I am on committe, and was happy to find an alumni I had wondered about for 30 years. Lots to catch up on, which we did by email and phone. The ol' Irishman had lots of tales to tell,I got lots of laughs. To be honest this senior (when in high school, I know yuns are thinking as in age! thanks friends LOL) as I said, this senior had an eye on that young irishman and his harmonica playing brother. They always left a sweet echo in the stairwells at school. And I have been told they really loved when I dropped my books, (on purpose of course, I wasn't dumb or blind as to who was staring at me) When we talked about life since then I heard lots of stories, and big names came up. The younger brother cofounded the music group called "38 Special", and when my alumni friend got a dear john letter, the two brothers got drunk and wrote the song "2nd chance" Then the name VanZant, that caught my ear as well. Unfortunately younger brother lost his life soon after st

Coins
lose your innocence ,come with me ill show you things youll never see living in the room you do spirit up ,drink to you In the darkest part of your past angels will cry out at last and save your soul tonite much to their delight fill your life with emptiness never giving kindness never doing as youre told saving all the silver and gold put the coins on the eyes saving them from all their lies and with a few more words spoke on ashes you will choke and never find the light again sell your soul for a life of sin

Coincidences
I can't even put into words all the strange things that have happened since I awoke last night. I can put into words but I am having trouble organizing the words into a coherant paragraph or sentance form, so I am just going to list them all. Regina Spektor, Steve Martin, Clint Eastwood, old men, understanding, better, Red Light, early, motivated, left, called, busy, message answering machine, pick up, line, office, line, pass, book, caffiene, coffee, Baia, Entebee, Within a few hours all these random things were tired together in a rather unusual way. I got semi motivated and called my professor about the class exemption test I had taken yesterday morning, she was unavailable so I left a message, a few minutes later my phone rang and I actually answered it, it was my professor and she told me I had unofficially passed my exam, I then drove to school to speak to the dean about my graduation situation, she is unavailable till monday, I came home drank a can of Vault, watched som

"coincidental Meetings"
...sometimes you meet people in the best of ways. By saying that I mean that you'll meet this person and get the best advice and knowledge from them even when you weren't seeking anything at all. I falls into your lap so to speak.... "Coincidental meetings" ----------------------------------- -This evening blasting, With this most intelligent rhapsody. Words blazing out upon the crowd, Decent and proper to the vicinity. A little faith in the air, Being absorbed through osmosis. Taking heed to this intellectuality, Accepting this worded diagnosis. I close my eyes, But begin to see. Through the back of my lids, Lights shimmering, Retinas dilating, The music connects to me. Riding these siesmic waves, To this mental freedom, I release... ...I release my self.... Becoming conscience of my surroundings, My eyes crack open. People dancing, Pupils correcting to adjust, The blurr surrounds me. ...Taking this passion to heart, Th

The Coin
Metallic shine silver Embossed symbolic pride Motherland incarnate Flawless, precious. Dulled luster fades Engraving withered, gone Balding near extinction Broken, dying. Two sides come together Night into day, black to white Merged, unstoppable Both priceless.

Coin Operated Boy
"coin operated boy sitting on the shelf he is just a toy but i turn him on and he comes to life automatic joy that is why i want a coin operated boy ...who could ever ever ask for more love without complications galore ...i will never cry at night again wrap my arms around him and pretend ...and if i had a star to wish on for my life i cant imagine any flesh and blood could be his match ...coin operated boy he may not be real experienced with girls but i know he feels like a boy should feel isnt that the point that is why i want a coin operated boy with his pretty coin operated voice saying that he loves me that hes thinking of me straight and to the point that is why i want a coin operated boy." I was in a relationship for 8 months, practically married, but for only about 3 of those months did I feel like I was with someone. There was nothing there, no passion, no fire, no fun. It's not that I didn't love, I just didn't understand why I should love him.

Coinsidence? I Think Not....
syn·chro·nic·i·ty (sĭng'krə-nĭs'ĭ-tē, sĭn'-) According to Wikpedia, "Synchronicity is a word that Swiss psychologist Carl Jung used to describe the "temporally coincident occurrences of acausal events." Jung spoke of synchronicity as an "acausal connecting principle" (i.e. a pattern of connection that cannot be explained by direct causality)" I define syncronicity as two or more unrelated events that intersect. One of Jung's books about syncronicity descibes the world as an interconnected network, a lattice of invisible lines that connect us all, a "Matrix" if you will, in which even the most seemingly insignificant event such as a butterfly flapping it's wings on one side of the hemisphere, can create a sort of ripple effect. An innocent flap of the wing by a butterfly, could potentially trigger a tsunami on the other side of the world. Do you ever have days where things just seem to intersect so perfectly that it gives you chills? I'll bet you

Coincidences Of The Titanic
Coincidences of the Titanic Was the sinking of the great ship foretold? © Jodee Redmond Jan 29, 2007 There are a number of strange coincidences associated with the tragic maiden voyage of the Titanic. Was a mummy's curse the cause of her sinking? Before the RMS Titanic struck an iceberg on April 14, 1912, another ocean liner described as a floating palace set sail from Southampton on her maiden voyage. She struck an iceberg and sunk with a heavy loss of life, since there were not enough life boats on board. The “other” ship existed only on paper, though. This story was the subject of a novel written by Morgan Robertson. the book was written in 1898, 14 years before the Titanic began her fateful voyage. The name of the vessel in Robertson’s novel, Futility, was Titan. The similarity between the two ships didn’t end with the names. Titan and Titanic were approximately the same size, were capable of attaining the same rate of speed, and both were capable of carrying approxi

Coincidence
A chicken farmer went to a local bar, sat next to a woman and ordered a glass of champagne. The woman perks up and says, "How about that? I just ordered a glass of Champagne , too!" "What a coincidence," the farmer says, "This is a special day for me, and I'm celebrating." "This is a special day for me too, I'm also celebrating!" says the woman. "What a coincidence!" says the man. As they clinked glasses the farmer asked, "What are you celebrating?" "My husband and I have been trying to have a child, and today my Gynaecologist told me that I'm pregnant!" "What a coincidence," says the man, "I'm a chicken farmer and for years all my hens were infertile, but today they're finally laying fertilized eggs." "That's great!" says the woman, "How did your chickens become fertile?" "I used a different cock," he replied. The woman smiled and said, "What a coincidence. . .'

Coining A Phrase...
I have decided to coin a new phrase. Maybe someone's beaten me to the punch, but if not, I claim full credit for it. "CTz" (pronounced: see-teez') Plural form: "CTzes" (pronounced: see-teez'-ehs) 1. Part of speech: noun Any chick from this website who is here solely to gain attention via showing off her body (via contests, NSFW pictures, et al), but will never put out. (Note how similar the definition is to "cocktease.") 2. Part of speech: verb The act of being a CTz. Comments? Thoughts? I'm sure someone has something to say.

Coincidence...
Thanks to "Antzilla" for this joke :) ------------------------------------------------ > A man went into a local tavern and took a seat at > the bar next to a female patron. He turned to her > and said, "This is a special day, I'm celebrating." > "What a coincidence," said the woman, "I'm > celebrating, too". She clinked glasses with him and > asked, "What are you celebrating?" > "I'm a chicken farmer," he replied. "For years all > my hens were infertile, but today they're finally > fertile." > "What a coincidence, the woman said. "My husband and > I have been trying to have a child. Today, my > gynecologist told me I'm pregnant! How did your > chickens become fertile?" she asked. > "I switched cocks," he replied. > "What a coincidence," she said.

Coins!
I designed and created these coins and now that the site will be changing its name this week to FUBAR.. they will no longer be available... makes them kinda like a collectors item.... I have already designed the FUBAR BUCK... when the name change occurs those will be available for a limited time. I hope you enjoy my work... Luv, Geekette Cherry Tap Coin (Mold soon to be destroyed) FUBAR BUCK (plate made and printing to commence when site name changes)

Coincidence?
Friday: The girls dad calls, sends money. Saturday: Strange phone call, My recent ex's mom calls and wants me to come visit. She apparently met her son's new "Skinny white gf" lol And how she missed me. I have to politely, smilingly decline as I was heading out the door just then... but I take a raincheck, As I missed her too. An hour later I find myself with my cousin Doreen at the first guy I seriously dated, in his gf's condo, meeting her for the first time. A cute little asian girl, and my ex is nervous. I take it all in stride, but couldnt help but notice how fidgety he is. I always knew we'd make better friends than lovers. And I was right! I was pleased to meet the gf finally. lol I tried joking with her, but she doesnt find it funny. Great. So my jokes aren't funny, I'm thinking... lol *at least I found it amusing if she didnt* We plan for a game night in the near future, and shortly after I make my ex carry the huge box of hamster things down to the van. Good job I

Coincidence? (this Is About God)
Coincidence? It is written in the Bible "Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap." Here are some men and women who mocked God JOHN LENNON: Some years before during his interview with an American Magazine, he said: "Christianity will end, it will disappear. I do not have to argue about that. I am certain. Jesus was ok, but his subjects were too simple, Today we are more famous than Him" (1966). Lennon, after saying that the Beatles were more famous than Jesus Christ, was shot six times. TANCREDO NEVES (President of Brazil): During the Presidential campaign, he said if he got 500 votes from his party, not even God would remove him from Presidency. Sure he got the votes, but he got sick a day before being made President, then he died. CAZUZA (Bi-sexual Brazilian composer, singer and poet): During a show in Canecão ( Rio de Janeiro ), whilst smoking his

Coin Operated Boy
Coin Operated Boy The Dresden Dolls coin operated boy sitting on the shelf he is just a toy but i turn him on and he comes to life automatic joy that is why i want a coin operated boy made of plastic and elastic he is rugged and long-lasting who could ever ever ask for more love without complications galore many shapes and weights to choose from i will never leave my bedroom i will never cry at night again wrap my arms around him and pretend.... coin operated boy all the other real ones that i destroy cannot hold a candle to my new boy and i'll never let him go and i'll never be alone not with my coin operated boy...... this bridge was written to make you feel smittener with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer can you extract me from my plastic fantasy i didnt think so but im still convinceable will you persist even after i bet you a billion dollars that i'll never love you will you persist even after i kiss you goodbye for the last time wil

Coin
Game Name: Coin Category: Luck Buzz Level: Unknown Our Rating: 4.43 out of 5 stars (7 votes) Directions: An incredibly simple game, with not a lick of skill required. My buddy Dave Wood and I came up with this circa 1984. Get a group of people (5 or greater is best) situated together sitting on the floor, around a table, whatever. Each person has a quarter and a beer. The signal is given (come up with one on your own - it really doesn't matter), and everyone flips their coin. Majority wins, minority takes a hearty sip (e.g. 3 heads, 4 tails, and heads drinks). This action is repeated for as long as the participants can hold out. Special Rules: If the coins all come up the same, everyone chugs their beer. If there are an even number of players, and there is a tie, then tails drinks. If someone fumbles their coin (or it hits the floor in the case of playing around a table), it's a stupidity chug. A need to go to the bathroom requires 2/3 approval from the rest of the

Coincidence?
So I was sound asleep when my phone rang Monday morning around 9:40. The kids had no school, so I had shut off my alarm...forgetting I had a chiropractor appointment. They were very understanding and moved my appointment back to 10:45. They have a seating area with two chairs and an electrical machine, where they attach stims on your back, neck, etc... A man was busily typing on his phone in one chair, they put me in the other and hooked me up. The receptionist asked him, "How is your book tour going?" Well of course my ears perked up and as he got detached and led away to the exam room I asked him, "What kind of writing do you do?" He told me he wrote a motivational book and gave me the link for it. I mentioned I was working on a similar idea aimed at kids. I am detached a while later and wait in the lobby. As he's scheduling his next appointment on his way out I congratulate him and wish him good luck with his tour. He asks me, "So are you a writer or illus

Coin-operated Boy
Coin-operated boy sitting on the shelf he is just a toy but I turn him on and he comes to life automatic joy that is why I want a coin-operated boy made of plastic and elastic he is rugged and long lasting who could ever, ever want for more? Love without complications galore... Coin-operated boy All the other real ones that I destroy cannot hold a candle to my new boy and I'll never let him go and I'll never be alone(go) and I'll never let him go and I'll never be alone (go) and I'll never be alone (go) and I'll never be alone. Not with my Coin-operated boy. This bridge was written to make you feel smittener of my sad picture of girl getting bitter-er can you extract me from my plastic fantasy I didn't think so but I'm still convincinble Will you persist even after I bet you a million dollars that I'll never love you? and will you persist even after I kiss you goodbye for the last time? Will you keep on trying? To prove it I'm dying to

Coin-operated Boy Revisited.
Coin-operated boy sitting on the shelf He is just a toy but I turn him on and he comes to life automatic joy that is why I want a Coin-operated Boy made of plastic and elastic he is rugged and long lasting who could ever ever ask for more love without complications galore. Coin-Operated Boy, all the other real ones that I destroyed could not hold a candle to my new boy and I'll never let him go and I'll never be alone (go) and I'll never let him go and I'll never be alone (go) and I'll never be alone (go) and I'll never be alone not with my Coin-Operated Boy This Bridge was written to make you feel smittener with my sad picture of girl getting bitter-er can you extract me from my plastic fantasy? I didn't think so but I'm still convincable and will you persist even after I bet you a billion dollars that I'll never love you and will you persist even after I kiss you goodbye for the last time will you keep on trying to prove it I'm dying?

Coincidence?
Have your seen something either at a store or at your home and you feel it in your gut to take it with you or buy it? That just happened to me today! I was at the mall with my friends and we're hungry so we headed out to the food court. We stopped at this place called taxi's and as my friend was paying she was playing with a toothpick. i looked it at it and felt like i needed one. idk i mean i was going to eat a burger ffs. so i grabbed in i put it in my bag next day or today, i baked some brownies i wanted to see if they were done and it hit me I CAN USE THE TOOTHPICK!! weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee so in the end it came in handy. I don't know why i'm blogging about this. I guess cause it's happened to me more than once but i never really give into the urge. hmm, guess i'll re-think that. hello everyone week starting off good?

A Coincidence
A chicken farmer went to a local bar.... Sat next to a woman and ordered a glass of champagne..The woman perks up and says, 'How about that? I just ordered a glass of champagne, too!''What a coincidence' the farmer says. 'This is a special day for me.... I am celebrating''This is a special day for me too, I am also celebrating!' says the woman.'What a coincidence!' says the farmer! As they clinked glasses the man asked, 'What are you celebrating?''My husband and I have been trying to have a child and today my gynaecologist told me that I am pregnant!''What a coincidence,' says the man. 'I'm a chicken farmer and for years all of my hens were infertile, but today they are all laying fertilized eggs.''That's great!' says the woman. 'How did your chickens become fertile?''I used a different cock,' he replied.The woman smiled and said, 'What a coincidence.'

Coining A New Term
This year's latest fashion appears to be shorts that are extremely short. In my estimation even shorter than last years shorts, but who knows I am a dirty old man so I could just be noticing more of the less. These shorts that I have seen basically go to about the pubic area on the legs, and I was thinking that there needs to be a good term for the style. I was thinking they should be oalled "Corts" since they are shorts that reach right about to the, well, uh, cooter, yeah that's it. I'm still in the testing phases of the word so I am open to suggestions and or refinements. And by all means if you have examples of the phenomenon please do not hesitate to post them.

Coin Operated Boy
"Coin operated boy Sitting on the shelf He is just a toy But I turn him on and he comes to life Automatic joy that is why I want A coin operated boy Made of plastic and elastic he is rugged and longlasting Who could ever ever ask for more? Love without complications galore Many shapes and weights to chose from I will never leave my bedroom I will never cry at night again Wrap my arms around him and pretend. Coin operated boy All the other real ones that I destroy Cannot hold a candle to my new boy and I'll Never let him go, and I'll never be alone, and I'll never let him go, and I'll never be alone, go, and I'll never be alone, go, and I'll never be alone, go, and I'll never be alone go, and I'll never be alone, not with my coin operated boy. This bridge was written to make you feel smitten and with my sad picture of girl getting bitterer oh can you extract me from my plastic fantasy I didn't think so but im still convincible oh will you persist even after I bet you a million do

Coinstar Machines
this is pretty cool info, so for those of us that buy things online, and with christmas coming up. heres a little something i found out about this morning. Coinstar machines, if you dont know, are the machines at the grocery stores and such, that cash in your change. theres usually 10% fee for the exchange, BUT NOW you have the option to select e certificated and gift cards for payment with no fee. if you are like me, theres a old alcohol bottle or a pickle jar full of change sitting around the house somewhere, and have christmas shopping to do. just a few of the sites that you can get gift cards for are itunes, barns and noble, e bay, lowes, best buy and other major places to shop... now, good morning people... go cash in your change lol as you were

Coincidence? Makes Me Think...
(I dont usually listen to this type of music and by chance I heard this song and some others and these lyrics really spoke to me.) How do I get closer to youWhen you keep it all on mute?How will I know the right way to love you?Usually the queen of figuring outBreaking down a man is no work outBut I have no clueHow to get through to youOh, I wanna hit you just to see if you cryI keep knocking on woodHoping there's a real boy inside'Cause you're not a manYou're just a mannequinI wish you could feel that my love is realBut you're not a manI wish I could just turn you onPut a battery in and make you talkEven pull a string for you to say anythingBut with you there is no guaranteeOnly expired warrantyA bunch of broken partsAnd I can't seem to find your heartOh, I'm such a foolI'm such a fool, I'm such a foolThis one's outta my handsI can't put you back together again'Cause you're not a manYou're just a mannequinI wish you could feel that my love is realBut you're not a manYou're just a to

9/30 - Coinage
Coinage Picking friends or lovers Either way the ascent and descent of the heart's coin toss is watched with bated breath. Heads, they won't play with yours. Tails, it's between your legs. Somersaulting wishes plentiful as fountain's littered base. You'd think your nimble fingers could mask the tremors by now. Yours is not the only one taking flight, landing among both nickel-plated and sterling silver souls alike; with a few wooden ones for good measure. Show those gratitude for they make no bones about their halfhearted attempts at playing impostor. Bask even more in the shine of those unabashedly real, for once you catch them, they will never be tossed again. As for the dangerous ones, the only ones who over time lose their cover by showing their true colors; the green mark left on your skin is just their stamp of envy, and it always washes off.

Coincidence & Premonition?
Coincidence? Abraham Lincoln was elected to Congress in 1846. John F. Kennedy was elected to Congress in 1946. Abraham Lincoln was elected President in 1860. John F. Kennedy was elected President in 1960. Both were particularly concerned with civil rights. Both wives lost their children while living in the White House. Both Presidents were shot on a Friday. Both Presidents were shot in the head Now it gets really weird. Lincoln 's secretary was named Kennedy. Kennedy's Secretary was named Lincoln . Both were assassinated by Southerners. Both were succeeded by Southerners named Johnson. Andrew Johnson, who succeeded Lincoln, was born in 1808. Lyndon Johnson, who succeeded Kennedy, was born in 1908. John Wilkes Booth, who assassinated Lincoln, was born in 1839. Lee Harvey Oswald, who assassinated Kennedy, was born in 1939. Both assassins were known by their three names. Both names are composed of fifteen letters.

Coitus Interruptus
2007 Darwin Award Nominee Confirmed True by Darwin "What goes up must come down." (20 June 2007, South Carolina) An hour before sunrise, a 21 year-old couple was found naked in the road by a passing cabbie. The unconscious, injured pair was taken to the nearest hospital where, despite treatment, they died without regaining consciousness. Authorities were at a loss to explain what had happened. There were no witnesses, no trace of clothing, and no wrecked cars or motorcycles. Investigators eventually found a clue high on the roof of a nearby building: two sets of neatly folded clothes, and nothing else. There was no indication of foul play, only of foreplay. "It appears as if the two individuals have accidentally fallen off the roof," Sgt. Florence McCants said. Safe sex takes on a whole new meaning when you are perched on the edge of a pyramid-shaped metal roof! This is a true Darwin Award trifecta: TWO people die, WHILE in the act of procreation, due to an ASTONISHINGLY

Coitus Coitus Coitus Coitus, 4 Coitus = 1 Dollar
I was just walking outside, from my building to the one next door, and as I approached the door a woman wearing a skirt used her left knee to open the door, coming out. She was on the phone and carrying something, and the glass doors are slightly tinted, so all that I saw was her left leg come across her right leg and push the door open. It was quite lovely. I didn't look at her face because I didn't really want to see what she looked like. The image reminded me of so many lovely women I've known or seen and never spoken to, and some whom I've had the pleasure of having sex with or making love to, or just seeing naked in a bed, crossing one thigh over the other with no sheets on the mattress and no other way to cover themselves, one hip rising, and legs crossing high upon the thigh, and their bodies become Victorian and you want to bury your head in the canvass. I'm not writing about this to sound perverted or sex-crazed, I'm simply praising the aesthetics of the beautiful

The Coke Song
I told a friend (ex now) pick a topic and I'll write a song...she said write about Coke...and 10 minutes later...this appeared... Coke Syndrome Its a sedated mass of shit the pill for the kill Rip my lung out again my nostril is clinging for the smell The taste I need it I want it I crave it Please give it or I'll rip off your face (chorus) I have the coke syndrome It will fill my longing The high to flash the night If I don't get it bet on a fight My friends and associates gather around me The money I have made the drugs I have sold The junkies I have killed...the price of their blood Bullets in the head and bodies lying dead keep them all in dread (chorus) The morning light has come to dim my eyes I crawl around and scrape for my bowl The people walk by not making a sound as I struggle to make the money 4 my next round (chorus)

Coke Advert!!!!
Over here in England, when the christmas coke advert comes on you know its getting close to christmas....to my shock (about 5 min ago) i found that this advert has changed...and its compleate and utter shit!!!!...the one best thing about christmas has been trashed....im gonna complane to coke....ok im officaly sad -_-'

Coke A Cola
You Are Coke A true original and classic, you represent the best of everything you can offer. Just the right amount of sweet, just the right amount of energy... you're the life of the party. Your best soda match: Mountain Dew Stay away from:Dr PepperWhat Kind of Soda Are You?

Coked Out Writing
Wood, cracked, holes, morning! Bright eyes open with sheaths of white residue, plotting to exchange the register, of suicidal tenacies. In protection the spors eject fire, in the desire to hold all projects, built to last the disaster. Wood, cracks, holes, pouring. Rain delights stress that fractures, bones when minds collapse. Red eyes fufil the need to....? Wood, cracks, holes, bleeding. When they came, they wilted, in the dust that followed, their beating, un defining pride in, one single conflict, of love and unconditional, sorrow. For one child that emits sporadic achievments, that strike the world insane. would you cry insane? would you cry to sleep? shouldn't you weap for something greater than life. think not, and able the matter to be irelevant, for this wonderful cause, Life, foundationless, deliberative, and adquate. By:OCEAN

Coked Out Writing
Driving, for hours in our past. A man swivels forth, and cries a good riddance. I swerve to compel the disenchanted feeling, of the death rising. We fight off, in the green style of a planet unborn. Dreams they refer it. The warmth of his body relieves the tension of our, muscles inclined. From the right bumper, he clashes the insides, where the gaskets blow. We tremble in the thought of murder deafening our ears. A sizzle flash, water corrodes, the blood staining the glossy paint, that shines a dusty comfort zone, in between our hearts and seatbelts, for safety. Strolling away from the wash ever so badly. Lights blaring across the night. The sound destroys confidence, within. The gas inside the tank, fluffs sugar before I push the pedal. Incompetent to pay amounts, for continue of the miles. Insanity kicks in, when we arrive in to the door. A beautiful abode we enter, but the red skies flood these heads. I yell for god, bug among the d

Coke Codes:
For those who Drink Coke Products and just throw the boxes away and the caps if your not collecting them send me the codes to my email kaycee2405@netscape.net or to my fubar email.The codes can be found on coke, diet coke,sprite,diet bargs rootbeer,Bargs Rootbeer,Power Aid,Dasni Water,Coke Cola Zero,vault,fanta,minute maid,nestea,pibb extra,fresca,.I have 890 points.

Coke V. Psychology
->Mistress C...: Damn you..damn you..Why ya letting me win..I wanna know more about your relations.. ->Mistress C...: yes..i do study psychology..BTW ->Mistress C...: the good news is you probably have a high IQ..but likely you were ADD/ADHD as a child ->Mistress C...: portraits of pioneering in psychology.. My Coke Re...: better yet, dont bother, im not interested.....as a matter of fact, im outtie, I have better things to do that to waste my time with some "wannabee". so you go have a hell of a day. My Coke Re...: please.....if there are many books, im so sure that your smart enough to give me one without having to look...... ->Mistress C...: brb ->Mistress C...: ok just a moment let me go to my library..i will get one My Coke Re...: name one ->Mistress C...: well it shows examples in many psych books and no mrs robinson did not tell me anything My Coke Re...: did mrs robinson tell you that? lol My Coke Re...: where does it says that einstein? ->Mistress C...: well when

Coke/pepsi Codes Contest
My Coke Rewards M, 41North Syracuse, NY Contest is over. Final Tallies are currently being counted. RULES: 1) MUST HAVE VALID ADDRESS TO RECEIVE PRIZE. (NO PO BOXES!) PRIZE WILL BE SNAIL-MAILED TO YOU. SO IF YOU DO WIN THE PRIZE, DON'T ACT LIKE A JERKOFF(LIKE THE LAST WINNER DID), BECAUSE YOUR PRIZE ISN'T FEDEX'D TO YOU. 2) THIS CONTEST WILL BE ONLY FOR "MY COKE REWARDS" & "PEPSI STUFF" CODES ONLY. 3) THE WINNER WILL RECEIVE A CERTIFICATE FOR A ONE-TOPPING LARGE PAPA JOHN'S PIZZA. (VALUE $14.50) 3) ALL CODES MUST BE VALID. ANYONE SENDING MULTIPLE NON-VALID CODES WILL BE DISQUALIFIED. IT WILL BE YOUR RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOU TO PROVIDE ACCURATE CODES, SO PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU ARE POSTING THE CORRECT LETTERS, FOR SUCH. AND, IF YOUR TRYING TO PULL A FASTONE & PURPOSELY SEND FAKE CODES, PLEASE DON'T BOTHER. 4) DO NOT POST CODES IN THIS BULLETIN! ONLY CODES SENT VIA PRIVATE MESSAGE(NOT SHOUTBOX!) WILL BE ACCEPTED FOR THIS CONTEST. TO GO DIRECTLY TO MY PM LINK: http:/

Coke/pepsi Codes Contest Now Officially Underway!
PEPSI STUFF M, 41North Syracuse, NY THE COKE/PEPSI CODE CONTEST HAS OFFICIALLY STARTED! SO GATHER ALL YOUR UNUSED COKE & PEPSI CODES! EARN YOURSELF SOME FU-BUCKS & POSSIBLY WIN A PRIZE IF YOU SEND THE MOST CODES! RULES: 1) MUST HAVE VALID ADDRESS TO RECEIVE PRIZE. (NO PO BOXES!) PRIZE WILL BE SNAIL-MAILED TO YOU. SO IF YOU DO WIN THE PRIZE, DON'T ACT LIKE A JERKOFF(LIKE THE LAST WINNER DID), BECAUSE YOUR PRIZE ISN'T FEDEX'D TO YOU. 2) THIS CONTEST WILL BE ONLY FOR "MY COKE REWARDS" & "PEPSI STUFF" CODES ONLY. 3) THE WINNER WILL RECEIVE A CERTIFICATE FOR A ONE-TOPPING LARGE PAPA JOHN'S PIZZA. (VALUE $14.50) 3) ALL CODES MUST BE VALID. ANYONE SENDING MULTIPLE NON-VALID CODES WILL BE DISQUALIFIED. IT WILL BE YOUR RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOU TO PROVIDE ACCURATE CODES, SO PLEASE MAKE SURE YOU ARE POSTING THE CORRECT LETTERS, FOR SUCH. AND, IF YOUR TRYING TO PULL A FASTONE & PURPOSELY SEND FAKE CODES, PLEASE DON'T BOTHER. 4) DO NOT POST CODES IN THIS BULLETIN! ONLY CODES SEN

Coke/pepsi Codes Contest - Final Results
My Coke Rewards M, 41North Syracuse, NY PEPSI/COKE FINAL STANDINGS: Congratulations to: TERESA~OWNER OF T&H DESTROYERS who provided me with 46 codes over the length of the contest. She wins a Papa John's 1 Topping Large Pizza certificate. But even though the contest is over, if you still have any codes for the following: MY COKE REWARDS PEPSI STUFF MILLER HIGH LIFE EXTRAS MOUNTAIN DEW OLD SCHOOL, NEW SCHOOL DR PEPPER IJ4 PROMOTION Send them to me & earn yourself 500 Fu-Bucks each. Thank you everyone who participated in the contest and provided codes for me. All tolled, 290 codes were given to me for the contest. That means that 145,000 fu bucks were given out during the contest. For this i'm very grateful for the codes as I hope you all are with the fubucks. FINAL RESULTS: TERESA~OWNER: 46 codes SaltyBaby: 33 codes Foxylady4040: 32 codes Tinkerbell: 29 codes Redneck7705: 27 codes Tiffy: 25 codes YourzTrulyBC: 11 codes RubyCairo: 10 codes Hot Sexy

Coke Vs Pepsi
"> OK, This is WAR! You must choose, and you have to do it NOW! It's easy! First please rate the pictures in the Coke vs Pepsi Folder starting with this one. Please leave a comment on the last one Then just fan, rate, and add everyone who has joined before you... or leave a comment on their profile if they are already your friend. In the friend request, or comment, put "Coke is the winner!" (or Pepsi) or something similar. (If you get the bouncer, just change your comment a little bit or add ~ or ! or * to the beginning of it.) When you receive a request or comment, please rate, fan, and comment back. When you are done with everyone on the list, send me a private message so I will know to add you. We're all here to have fun, so no drama please! Start with me, your hostess. In my dreams...or yours? ~*~Shadow Leveler~*~CONVOY leader~*~Fantasy Flight Pilot~*~Fu Bad Girl~*~@ fubar The Riders> ~Dusty~ (J.O.) *{Shadow Leveler}*@

Coksuckers Bitch
I went to the beach because the surf report said they were knees waves, and when I got there, it was as flat as a lake. now i feel like stabbing and punching you in the face. yeah you. fuck face.

Cola
I walk in to this new place new styles and definatly a new face looking for new fun to embrace im off on my own pace fast or slow i do not know i do not know where ill go on this thing and who ill meet but as drunk as i can get ill stay on my feet so to welcome myself to this blog bar porn nice to meet you feel free to toot my horn i can not lie i must abide to my true feelings i feel inside. but i will make you laugh...

Colaboration
Sinfully Chell Like a circle in a spiral, like a wheel within a wheel, never ending or beginning, on an ever spinning reel, as the images unwind, like circles that you find, in the windmills of your mind Poetic Soul it's like you're going blind but rewind it's like a fight to keep sight of something real, and realize the right path it's something that you feel and as come to full circle in the journey of your mind you find it's made a declaration and written on every single line...the answer to life's question...so you seek and what you find is the essence of the answer is you.

Colbert For President~~~~
send this link to everyone on your friends list and tell them to send me a friend request! myspace.com/colbert_for_president_08 remember, our goal is to get 1000 people who are going to vote for Stephen Colbert by Halloween! lets spread the news, and help Colbert get elected!!! And if you're a registered SC voter... make sure to go to www.colbert08.org to download a PDF of the petition to get Colbert added to the SC ballot!

Colbie Caillat - Realize Lyrics
Take time to realize That your warmth is Crashing down on me Take time to realize That I am on your side Well didn`t I, didn`t I tell you But I can`t spell it out for you No it`s never gonna be that simple No I can`t spell it out for you If you just realize What I just realized That we`d be perfect for each other And we`ll never find another Just realize What I just realized We`d never have to wonder If we missed out on each other, now Take time to realize Oh oh, I`m on your side Didn`t I, didn`t I tell you Take time to realize Oh oh, I`m on your side Oh ooo oh ooo oh But I can`t spell it out for you No it`s never gonna be that simple No I can`t spell it out for you If you just realize What I just realized That we`d be perfect for each other And we`ll never find another Just realize What I just realized We`d never have to wonder If we missed out on each other, but It`s not the same No it`s never the same If you don`t feel it too If you meet

Colbert White House Dinner Correspondence
Ahhhh....the lulz STEPHEN COLBERT: Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. Before I begin, I've been asked to make an announcement. Whoever parked 14 black bulletproof S.U.V.'s out front, could you please move them? They are blocking in 14 other black bulletproof S.U.V.'s and they need to get out. Wow. Wow, what an honor. The White House correspondents' dinner. To actually sit here, at the same table with my hero, George W. Bush, to be this close to the man. I feel like I'm dreaming. Somebody pinch me. You know what? I'm a pretty sound sleeper -- that may not be enough. Somebody shoot me in the face. Is he really not here tonight? Dammit. The one guy who could have helped. By the way, before I get started, if anybody needs anything else at their tables, just speak slowly and clearly into your table numbers. Somebody from the NSA will be right over with a cocktail. Mark Smith, ladies and gentlemen of the press corps, Madame First Lady, Mr. President, my name is Stephen Colbert and

Colby-bacon Baked Potatoes
Piping hot potatoes stuffed with melted cheese, piping hot broccoli and real bacon... A good recipe to please the hard-working guys you know! Here's what you need: 4 large baking potatoes 3 cups cooked broccoli florets, drained 6 slices crisp bacon, crumbled 1-1/2 cups Colby/Jack cheese, shredded Preheat the oven to 400 degrees. Scrub potatoes and pierce with a fork. Bake at least 45 minutes or until tender throughout. Remove from oven, and make a deep slit down the top of each potato. Lightly mash each potato in its skin to make them tender. Top with broccoli, bacon and cheese. Return to oven 3-5 minutes until cheese melts. Serve with sour cream. A delicious compliment to beef or pork steaks! Enjoy!

Cold
Artist Crossfade Album Crossfade Song Cold Looking back at me I see That I never really got it right I never stopped to think of you I'm always wrapped up in Things I cannnot win You are the antidote that gets me by Something strong Like a drug that gets me high What I really meant to say Is I'm sorry for the way I am I never meant to be so cold to you And I'm sorry about all the lies Maybe in a different light You could see me stand on my own again Cause now i can see You were the antidote that got me by Something strong like a drug that got me high I never meant to be so cold I never really wanted you to see The screwed up side of me that I keep Locked inside of me so deep It always seems to get to me I never really wanted you to go So many things you should have known I guess for me theres just no hope I never meant to be so cold

Cold
Cold I feel trapped I've put my dreams on hold The fire is gone My world grows cold I think of you, My fantasies take wing But still, Reality takes hold And I stay firmly planted on this earth No escape No reprieve This same cold existance Greets me when I rise Dreams of immortal life Haunt my mind each night Dreams of warmth and passion Dreams of you Dreams that will never be Dreams gone cold This song is silenced No words are spoken Time becomes eternity I long to see you Speak to you Hold you Your eyes still burn into my soul But once again Reality takes hold My dreams are stilled And I grow cold ~Phoenixx (written 2004)

Cold
I want the cold to come and freeze my soul so I will no longer feel the pain and suffering of others. I await it with open arms so that I may sleep in this season of death until I can cope with the pain. The chill I feel inside can only be overcome with the fierce winter humanity brings upon itself. The snow will fall, the ice will come and all will be silent before me. Peace at last.

Colds, Arent They Just Wonderful
Well tis the time of year for colds and other various sickness' arent we all just so lucky .. *Place sarcasam anywhere*.. Im battling a humdinger right now . just hoping it doesnt decide to turn into One of my all time fav's pneumonia .. * Yes more sarcasam*.. Thought I had my voice back but Nope .. worse today than it was yesterday I sound like some sort of mutant Muppet or something of the like .. Perhaps I should lend my vocal talents to Disney or Pixar for some evil sniffling sneezing wart hog or something of the sort ..Hummm that might actually be interesting to see ..Well just popping on to let you all know Im not avoiding anyone I just feel as if a Rhino has taken up residency on my chest and Big bird has shoved himself up into my nose ..and at this moment is deciding where to put his vast arrary of feather boa's .. I hope you all have a wonderful week and stear clear or these colds althou they may give you some alone time from all those stray people wanting to come and invade y

Cold Pasta And Chicken Salad Or Shrimp
8 oz. vermicelli pasta noodles 1 c. French dressing 10 fresh sliced mushrooms 1 c. fresh broccoli florets, blanched 10 slices cherry tomatoes Ripe olives (sliced) 1 can sliced artichoke hearts 2 c. cooked cubed chicken (or boiled shrimp) 1/3 c. fresh basil (or 1 1/2 teaspoon dried) 1/3 c. toasted pine nuts, optional Cook pasta, transfer to mixing bowl. Add 1/3 of the dressing and toss well. Cool and chill 3 hours. In another bowl, mix mushrooms, broccoli, tomatoes, olives, artichokes with remaining dressing. Chill. Add chicken, basil, nuts. Mix with pasta.

Cold Tuna And Macaroni Salad
4 oz. drained canned tuna 1 oz. red sweet onion 3 oz. peas, cooked 1/2 c. cooked celery 2/3 c. cooked enriched macaroni (other pasta may be used) 1 tbsp. diet mayonnaise Combine all ingredients and chill 1 hour. Makes 1 serving.

Cold Reality
Cold Reality Through many eyes you will see, a cold reality. One of disproportions, uncertain wheels of fortunes. Hidden vanities, alarming subtleties. Moments so delirious, so precarious. So much resentment, predicament. Pompous actions, frivolous passions. Bad habits and addictions, endless contradictions. Always unsatisfied, quickly running out of time. A. Pilley

Cold-hearted - Paula Abdul
He's a cold-hearted snake Look into his eyes Oh ohhh He's been tellin' lies He's a lover boy at play He don't play by rules Oh oh Girl don't play the fool--no You're the one givin' up the love Anytime he needs it But you turn your back and then he's off and runnin' with the crowd You're the one to sacrifice Anything to please him Do you really think he thinks about you when he's out He's a cold-hearted snake Look into his eyes Oh ohhh He's been tellin' lies He's a lover boy at play He don't play by rules Oh oh oh Girl don't play the fool--no It was only late last night He was out there sneakin' Then he called you up to check that you were waiting by the phone All the world's a candy store He's been trick or treatin' When it comes to true love girl with him there's no one home He's a cold-hearted snake Look into his eyes Oh ohh He's been tellin' lies He's a lover boy at play He don't play by rules Oh oh oh Girl don't play the fool--no Yo

Cold Hard Bitch
Jet Cold Hard Bitch Gotta leave town Got another appointment Spent all my rent Girl you know I enjoyed it Ain't gonna hang around till there's nobody dancing I don't wanna hold hands and talk about our little plans, alright! Cold hard bitch Just a kiss on the lips And I was on my knees I'm waiting, give me Cold hard bitch She was shakin' her hips That's all that I need Gonna check her out She's my latest attraction Gonna hang around Wanna get a reaction Gonna take her home cause she's over romancing Don't wanna hold hands and talk about our little plans alright! Cold hard bitch Just a kiss on the lips And I was on my knees I'm waiting give me Cold hard bitch She was shakin' her hips And I that was all that I need I'm waiting give me Cold hard bitch Just a kiss on the lips And I was on my knees Yeah I'm waiting Yeah I'm waiting Yeah I'm waiting Yeah I'm waiting Cold hard bitch Just a kiss on the lips And I was on my

A Cold And Rainy Day
When I woke up this morning, it was on the cold side. It had been raining, off and on for two days and this morning the sun peaked out for a few minutes, just after dawn. Then it went back to a slow drizzling, cold rain. My girlfriend had kissed me goodbye as she left for a three day business trip, just before the rain started and was due home today. To say I was in a good mood was an understatement. Not seeing Ann for three days was bad enough, but to have it rain on top of that made it even worse. Ann, now there's a lady to study on. Five foot, seven inches of beautiful curves and long, long legs. When I had been introduced to her at a Christmas party four years ago, she had seemed very standoffish and cold. I found out later that attitude was caused by a very jealous and childish boyfriend. I was lucky enough to have run into her shortly after she dumped him and we've been together ever since. She had called around eight AM to say she would be home around two, if everything

Colder The A Witches........
Ok it is 39 degrees outside and raining. They say it is going to snow tonight and then off and on for the next few days. So I am all alone and cold. Who wants to keep me warm? If you keep me warm all night I will give you a cookie and other tasty treats.....But you have to ask...

A Cold Night
unmeshed from our earlier embrace i lay sideways thinking of the last few spuratic moments that have decided to help define my life lately, careful not to over indulge or analize, knowing that they time for that, if it ever comes, will be later, much later, or at least will be graceful enough to stay away till after day break and the mist of heavy converstation and even deeper drinking has decided to disperse from the area. the dense comforter helps the cold from not causeing my hair to rise upon my skin, but it's the bases of your feet touching my otherwise disconnected body that sends the sensation ebbing through. as the souls of our feet share warmth i feel as if i am a practicer of Bokonism, giving praise to the sharer of this cot in the same way i worship mother earth, through the palms of my grateful limbs.grateful that i can share the ritutal with another who seems to understad that every movement is a shrine to the giver and provider of my otherwise desolite life. as sleep fad

Cold
Cold Cold, cold like the dead winter snow. Cold like a spirit constantly haunting my own. Cold… painful, yet, comfortable. I need to be cold to be closer to reality. To be alive, and yet, to be dead. It’s a paradox, the cold is. It’s Life! ~ Rhiannon 9/26/96

Cold November Rain
"Novemburrrr" 1, 2006 "Damn!" - (time to start shopping) - my casual readers and the curious passer-bye "CherryTAP" FRIENDS (still yet to get use to that ... that "TAP" thing) I survived taking the lilHippY out on beggars night. It rained a "Cold November Rain" most of the hour and half we were out on are quest for treats. November Rain Video - Guns N' Roses lyricsGuns N' Roses Music Video CodesMusic Video C

Cold Winter
i sit by the fire the day is cold i try to warm myself but theres nobody for me to hold im empty inside my mind is a blank i sit shivering again another lonely night for me where is she at the woman for me i feel my legs trembling my hands on my thighs i wish she would come i wish she would arrive so if for some reason you ever are lonely just remember the fire and u arent the only one who is empty inside

Cold
Let me be as cold as ice Let me Shiver in my own cowerdess Let my Blood start to freeze Let my body be cold to you and me Give a new meaning to the cold sholder Cold as Ice That's a nice thought To not feel a damned thing To be numb inside and out Never think of others Never let others get to me Just to be Ice cold Frozen To feel nothing To hinder others from touching myself as well Stay away I want to be ice I want to be the Ice Queen So Everyone Stay the Hell away from me

Cold Heritage - Lacuna Coil
Cold Heritage [Music: Coti Zelati/Lyrics: Scabbia] Don't tell me why I'm so near to commit a crime When I stay alone here in front of you (I'm here) Illusion falls when you're not honest about the way I feel I know I need only your voice Saving all my words only for you Forgive me Saving all my words only for you I don't know why There's a limit to defy With the vision of the future at my feet (I'm here) The night embrace me while This picture simply blows me away I feel I'll need only your voice And I'm lonely here inside of me Deep inside of me Believe in the light in me And I'm lonely here inside of me Deep inside of me Reveal the light in me Saving all my words only for you Forgive me And I'm lonely here inside of me Deep inside of me Believe in the light in me And I'm lonely here inside of me Deep inside of me I've never Never felt myself this way before I don't want to leave you with my fears If you'll disappear Believe i

Cold Weather
Yes I have static so bad, lol, my hair is flying everywhere no matter how much conditioner I place in the ends of my hair. So I guess I will be keeping it back alot, but hubby hates my hair back lol. He bought me the cutest pj's ever, lol, they have lil snow flakes on them. I was asked to go to Baltimore for a signing on my newest dvd that was released but I will have to see, I have never been asked to do autograph signings, that will be o neat indeed and I so look forward to it, plus being able to pick up some more work!!! Did I mention I am a work person, I work and hassle!!! Kisses Alyse Visit me and my naughty pics at www.motoxgirl.net www.naughtyalyse.com

A Cold Playa
He sneaks into your life like a thieve at night, You think he is your sun, Yeah, he is shining so bright. He promisses you heaven, gives pleasure and fun. He screws with your brain, You get addicted, There is nowhere to run. He makes you want more, And at the height of your desire, He spits on you and turns off your fire. He disappears and whatever you try. He is gone, And ripped out your heart. He left you to cry. While months passing by You finally recover. And look who is back? The long lost lover. The excuses are lame. He is sweet like before. You forgive what he did. You just cannot blame Him for whatever he did. You just want him back. And that is his trick. When you fall for him again, He gives you the final boot. And while he is leaving He puts you down, So bad--you wish you would drown. He calls you loose, He makes you a whore, He said cyber was never his thing He prefers reality. So what was he there for All the months back then

Cold.
Static-X We kiss The stars We write We are Your name Desire Your flesh We are Cold we're so cold We are so Cold we're so cold Cold we're so cold We are so Cold we're so cold Your mouth These words Silence It turns Humming We laugh My head Falls back Cold we're so cold We are so Cold we're so cold

Cold Weather
damn is it getting cold up here.bloody snow i wanna go some where,dont know where yet,but am thinkin on it,cuz am on holidayz from work.down south maybe,go party with my cuz in italy,show them down there how we canadianz like to party eh!(chaaaa)yea just thought i'd complain about this cold shitty weather,stay kool all ya awsome cherriez.laterzzzz(eh)

The Cold Hard Truth
Ok again here i am putting my thoughts on the screen. I have been lied to alot recently and it has really bothered me. But what bthered me even more was to advice or "comforting" words recieved, and I am just wondering if I am the only person whos feels the way I do. Here is how I feel, Lying is not a part of life, atleast not my life, and I don't think I m naive in saying that it probaly isn't part of alot of peoples lives. I don't think that it too much to ask out of people. I am hosent, and yes sometimes to a fault, but lying is not something I do. It's not a part of who I am and not a "normal" part of my world. I don't expect my children to lie to me and for the most part they don't. Lying only breaks down the abililty to communicate with eachother. There can be no free flowing communication where there is no trust. Trust is the basis for every relationship that we have in our lives. Our parents trust us, our children trust us, and our partners and co-workrs trust us.

Cold!
It's 48 degrees F in my apartment. I wanted to nap when I got here, but it's too cold! I'll just have to be dead tired at work. And remember to leave a little early to turn off Shannon's heater on my way... Yesterday I was very productive. I: -bought the car stereo my parents gave me early xmas money for -did two loads of laundry -put away all the clothes in my room -cleaned the bathroom -put away dishes -swept the kitchen -cleaned the catbox -vacuumed the living room -took out the trash -hauled the Halloween stuff to storage -brought up the Yule stuff On the list for Friday: -get stereo installed -get prescriptions filled -buy a TREE!!!!!!!! -deposit paycheck and roomie's rent -make a drop at the Salvation Army [I have coats to give!]

Cold...
Hello, I'm your martyr, will you be my gangster? Can you feel my trigger hand moving further down your back? When you hide, hide inside that body. But just remember that when I touch you, The more you shake the more you give away. Cold, but I'm still here. Blind, 'cause I'm so blind. Say never, we're far from comfortable this time. Cold, now we're so cold. Blind, and you're not mine. Say never, we're far from obvious this time. Wait another minute here, Time will kill us after all. Can you feel its second hand wrapped around your neck? Fall into my eyes, fall into my lies. But don't you forget the more you turn away the more I want you to stay. Cold, but I'm still here. Blind, 'cause I'm so blind. Say never, we're far from comfortable this time. Cold, now we're so cold. Blind, and you're not mine. Say never, we're far from obvious this time. You're so endearing. You're so beautiful. Well I don't look like they do. And I don't love like they do. But I d

The Cold Winter Night Ver 1 And 2
Version 1 The Cold Winter Night As I stood starring out the cabin’s large, delicate picture window, the snow began to fall. It looked like the angels had torn open pillows and began lightly sprinkling the pure, white down filler across the landscape. I stood watching the delicate ballet while sipping on a warm, delicious cup of coffee. I continued to watch the soft, white, tiny flakes dance across the green valley floor. As each minute passes, the frequency of the tiny, white dancers begins to increase. Each blade of grass slowly becomes covered by a delicate, white blanket. I cannot seem to take my eyes away from the delightful event happening right outside my window. I watch as the valley floor is slowly engulfed by a beautiful invader. I pause only for a moment to refill my cup. I return to see even more of the pure, white, cotton-like blanket covering the ground. While gazing upon the spectatical, I also keep a watchful eye upon my watch. The tim

Cold...
Well. My heater won't work. And it's like ten degrees outside, with a windshield of -3. Damnit! >< I mean, seriously. How am I supposed to be HAPPY in that sort of weather?! Actually, I am. It's a dry cold. So there's no snow. Or sleet. Or rain. So I'm pretty happy. Just sucks when I want to go smoke (I smoke outside... Smoke less, and my house doesn't smell funky.) Not much else. Posted a new bulletin. About spamming. Wonder if anyone will understand what the crap I'm talkin' about. I think I'll start it off with a FUNNY threat/bulletin. See if anyone cares to further it along, you know? Never know. People are like cattle, you can prod them in the right direction, but sometimes you just have to give up on the stupid ones and eat 'em. :D - Cass.

Cold Outside Bored On The Inside
i shouldn't be sitting on here cause i got a headache but i really don't care its freakin cold outside its pose to get in the 20's and in the teens by the morning.. btw i'm sorta back in pop up hell again hahaha i'm bored unbored me please lol

Cold-crossfade
"Cold" Looking back at me I see That I never really got it right I never stopped to think of you I'm always wrapped up in Things I cannot win You are the antidote that gets me by Something strong Like a drug that gets me high [Chorus x2:] What I really meant to say Is I'm sorry for the way I am I never meant to be so cold To you I'm sorry about all the lies Maybe in a different light You could see me stand on my own again Cause now i can see You were the antidote that got me by Something strong like a drug that got me high [Chorus x2] I never meant to be so cold I never really wanted you to see The screwed up side of me that I keep Locked inside of me so deep It always seems to get to me I never really wanted you to go So many things you should have known I guess for me theres just no hope I never meant to be so cold

Cold-suffocate
I could take every fuckin word she said Throw it in her face Would she even care I still remember when she looked at me A frown upon her face Trying to be sincere I gathered all those little things she said Kept them close to me Trying to make this real This cloud will always hover over me I'm leaving you today, cuz now I see Suffocate, you suffocate That you lie (I don't lie) That you're fake (I'm not a fake) Suffocate, you suffocate You always take (I don't take) What you can (what I can) I could take every fuckin game you play Blow it all away Would you even care I could take all those lies you said to me Never go away, never disappear This cloud will always hover over me I'm leavin you today cuz now I see Suffocate, you suffocate That you lie (I don't lie) That you're fake (I'm not a fake) Suffocate, you suffocate You always take (I don't take) What you can (what I can) (x2) Now I'm far away from you I'll never bring back yesterday You're su

Cold Fury
Cold Fury inches her icy fingers up my spine. They reach under the base of my skull, wrapping around my brain until in unison, we sing her chilling song- screaming impassioned strains of frosty chords. The mosaic of my world is bleak. There is no warmth in this place you've brought me to. Your cold words bite through my soul with icicle sharp teeth. Tears slide down my frozen cheeks-shattering when they hit the floor. I see through facets of crystals forming over my eyes. The mosaic of my world is bleak. -Robyn Rochelle

Cold Mac N Cheese Outta The Pot
yup..thats me..standing alone in the kitchen after everyone is asleep..eatin my "dinner" over the sink.. what a sad sack I am. As I stood there picking at the cold noodels i began to ponder my life..my existance. I sometimes wonder what the fuck have i done with my life? I am trapped in an insane and mundane existance... I am so ready for a change its pitifull.. But I haven't a clue where to go. I have often thought of moving far far awsy where no one knows me and i can start over with a clean slate. England.. Ireland.. Canada? But as i have never been out of the states..whats to say i will have any better luck in these locations? They say you can't run from your problems..that they just follow you. But i feel like i never get a real chance to fix them. I try and everything always just blows up in my face. I find myself resorting to burying my self in a foggy fantasy. One where i am happy.. cared for.. loved. One where i can be the person I want to be. Not this silly woman waiting o

Cold Sweat
He awakes with a start, covered in a cold sweat. He can't hear anything suspicious, but something isn't right. He pulls the covers back and slips on some torn track pants, and slips his feet into his loafers. Something tells him not to turn the light on, he fights is blindness and listens to his gut. He feels his way to the bedroom door, which he leaves open as he lives alone. Stopping at the door he listens closely, YES someone or something is in his Apartment. As he stays tight to the wall he works his way down the short hall way. Now Knowing it is someone he moves even more quietly. Getting to the end of the hall, he peeks around the corner. Yes there is someone there rummaging through his CD's and DVD's. He tucks back around the corner to collect his thoughts and formulate a plan. He weighs his options, he could remain quiet leave the burgalar do his business and leave... OR, "FUCK that, there is a man invading MY FUCKING PRIVACY." as the rage builds inside of him. His

Cold Case Observance
Last night I arrived at my hotel early and decided to watch some TV before going to bed. During the show, I happened to notice the clock in a particular scene. The time on the clock was 9:27. I don't know about other people, but when I see a clock I have to know what time it is. So I checked the time on my cell phone, and it was also 9:27. I wonder if this was just a coincidence or, was this something staged? Chances are it is staged, but I did notice that the camera started at the top of the set and panned slowly down past the clock. I got the feeling that the director wanted to focus attention on the clock. As I sit here and think about it I am starting to realize something else. To sit and think about something small like that probably means I have way to much time on my hands.

Cold Hands
Cold Hands Body: Cold Hands Two young lovers go up to the mountains for a romantic weekend vacation. When they get there, the guy goes out to chop some wood. When he gets back, he says, "Honey, my hands are freezing!" She says, "Well put them here between my legs and that will warm them up." After lunch he goes back out to chop some more wood and comes back and says again, "Man! My hands are really freezing!" She says again, "Well put them here between my legs and that will warm them up." He does, and again that warms him up. After dinner, he goes out one more time to chop wood for the night. When he returns, he again says, "Honey, my hands are really freezing!" She looks at him and says, "For crying out loud,... don't your *ears* ever get cold?!?!?

Cold Nights
Rainy days and cold nights, These are days I need to hold you tight in my arms, Hold you close and keep you warm, Tell you ,you're my good luck charm, Look me in my eyes and tell me I'm the one for you , Tell me I'm your every wish come true, Lay you down very gently, Then make love to you essentially, Caress your body from head to toe not missing a spot, Lets play around like connect the dots, Lets make each other hot till our body heat rise like a rollercoaster ride, Taking your body on a journey that never ends, It always seems to just begin, Making you climax like you never done before. "Do what you want to my body its all yours,you scream Rub me, lick me, kiss me, tease me do what ever you want to my body as long as its pleasing"

Cold And Dead On This Floor / Waking Up Under Water
Drunken misuse of my soul. Battery to my heart - torn open. Another day another waste of flesh. Sitting quietly, locked away from the day. Chocking on the regrets I have piled upon the filthy floor. Mice chew away the straps, only to be free in this confinment. Hollow and brused, Drama of my aging contempt. In my ears I can hear my heart beat still. Still as the night before. Nothing ever disturbs this nothingness. Dont u have the key? Pick the lock if u can. The one to my inner-self. Inner self loathing. This is my lament. I.R.M. 01/14/06 Like a headache with a drowning emotion. Deeper into the pain filled pool of blood. Thick and viscus cover me like the hand of the Devil. Holding me down and pulling me up. Teach me the lessons of life in death. No more. I was fucked before I even opened my eyes. Cast out and raped with every thing in doubt. Know that I have lived this so that my children will know what is to come. Nothing can protect you now. Fucke

Coldness
it doesn't matter how many cloths you wear, how many times you say it isn't so how many loves come and go its still cold when you wake up alone even in the deepest parts of hell where i keep my soul the tears that flow put out the fires and keep in the cold and the lonely wind that blows freezes the skin to the bone ice is the only thing these veins know as the days come to a close and when you left comes again it just seems more like my lifes a show no emotions remain no smile on my face it gets harder everyday, but never would i want to change place your in the heaven were angels should be and im in the hell where you left me the only joy knowing you feel no pain so untill these chains break, i'll suffer because of you i'll suffer instead of you i'll suffer because i love you

Cold
Its Cold out. Not just a little cold but alot cold. I am freezing. Torrington, Connecticut; Updated: 06:33 (January 17, 2007); Conditions: Clear; Temperature: 7.6°F (-13.6°C); High/Low: 20/6°F (-6/-14°C); Humidity: 54%; Dew Point: -6°F (-21°C); UV: 0/16; Wind: North at 3.0 MPH (4.8 KPH) And Good Morning!

Cold
I dreamt of a fever, one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart. with heat to melt these frozen tears and burned with reasons as to carry on. into these twisted months i plunge without a light to follow but i swear that i would follow anything if it would just get me out of here. and so you get six months to adapt and then you get two more to leave town. in the event that you do adapt we still might not want you around. and i fell for the promise of a life with a purpose but i know that that is impossible now. and so i drink to stay warm and to kill selected memories because i just can't think anymore about that or about her tonight i give myself three days to feel better or i swear i'll drive right off a fucking cliff because if i can't make myself feel better then how can i expect anyone else to give a shit and i scream for the sunlight or a car to take me anywhere just get me past this dead and eternal snow because i swear that i am dying, slowly but its happening and if

Cold...this Burning Sleep
Looking down upon the world, I find that I lose myself in fantasy as realities gravity of moments immobilizes my ability to dream. You'd think the opposite to be true, but they rarely are... I'm feeling dizzy and light-headed from thoughts upon thoughts and the encumbrances of many lifetimes without enough death to compensate for the weight of the unadulterated wretchedness of existence. The air is thin, and my blood is a watery eye; crying, and sweating and freezing from the inside-out. Hollowness is home, planting its seedlings within' my soul, and as these vines continue to grow; I'm consumed by an unshakable cold. If it wasn't for such a pristine loneliness, I wouldn't be able to account for my own subsistence. There is nothing but silence in every crevice of my heart; withered under the spell of an unexplained farewell. The voices are of angels, but why do they scream…Beautiful and frightening, like life from the start to the demons at the end. They await me with m

Cold Girls Dont Read This Pls...craving Sensual Pleasure
It's 4:00 a.m., dark and quiet, the stillness wrapping around you like a comfortable, cozy blanket. Like most early mornings, you are wide awake and craving sensual pleasures. Searching the internet for sensual delights isn't very satisfying most of the time, it's mostly a wasteland of cocks and pussies in variations combinations. Raw sex can be fun, but it's like fast food -- it satisfies the basic need of hunger, but leaves you craving for more. So after masturbating several times while browsing some photos and reading a few stories of spurting cum, rock hard cocks, and massive boobs, You're still hungry for some thing more satisfying, some thing that captures the imagination, some thing that can inspire the soul, some thing that enhances the sensual experiences of rubbing your clit slowly and softly, some thing that inspires your desire so that when you cum, you cum long and hard. In my quest for sensual pleasures, You have decided to keep a diary on line of your sensual fanta

Cold Winter Nights!!
omg..its gotten so cold and we had some snow flurries yesterday! I have gotten spoiled by the warm winter we were having!! but on the other hand the cold nights are good for cuddling with that special someone you cant keep your hands off!!

Cold Stories
haha....its so funny that i complain a whole lot about how effin cold it is here in minnesota.....but i often found refusing to wear a jacket....lol....well no wonder im cold...im walking around in literally freezing temps in just a hoodie.....yea....probably not a good idea if i wanna stay healthy...lol...

Cold Distance
There were nights when My fingers would brush Your name but The distance was infinite Like the icy dust and silence between The moon and earth, Gravity - Tides g f n a i l s l i i R n g (Lovers into a blanket) On a cold night, Undiscovered dreams poems ...................... like prayers.

Cold
Man we defiently got a cold spell here,wind chill is very bad and naturally I live on the ridge where you can really feel it,calling for -25 to -35 with the wind....I think its time to move south LOL It will be a good weekend o stay inside which I plan on doing.. Stay warm everyone!!!!!!

Cold Hearted Corpse
COLD AS ICE FIERCE AS FIRE SHE DESIRES NOTHING MORE THAN THE MISERY AND PAIN OF OTHERS SHE FEEDS OFF OF OTHERS HATE AND SUFFERING ... SHE PAYS NO MIND TO ANYONE IMMORTAL AND BRUTAL .... SENSUAL LUSTRIUS SIN MELTS INTO HER DARK SOUL FULL OF REVENGE AND CHARMA DRENCHED IN BLOOD FROM HEAD TO TOE HER NATURE OR PURPOSE IS TO FEED UPON THERE SUFFERING AS SHE CONSUMES YOUR SOUL DEEP DARK EYES TAINED SPIRIT DWELLS WITHIN HER PUNISHMENT IS HER GAME ... SHE SHOWS NO EMOTION NOR FEAR HER DEVILISH DELIGHT HOW BEAUTIFUL AS YOU FEEL RAGE SHE FEEDS OF CHAOS AND DESTRUCTION UNMERCIFUL THE SMELL OF SULFER YOU SENCE HER SOUL NEAR BY AS YOU FEEL A COLD CHILL UP YOUR SPINE YOU SEE OBJECTS FLAME YOUR WAY AS YOU ARE THE TARGET ....... AN ABOMINATION FROM THE PITS OF HELL TO UNLEASH ALL ITS FURY PAIN AND ANGUISH ONE WOULD NOT IMAGINE THE DAMAGE THIS ONE CAUSES NOR WOULD YOU EVER WISH IT UPON YOUR SOUL ,, YOU WOULD B

Cold
Yes I said cold, I know some people like the cold, but not me! It's not because of the usual reasons people don't like the cold, I have a health issue that makes me hurt all over when it gets cold, or weather changes, and here in the Great Lakes area that happens a lot, changing weather, heck I live in the lake effect snow belt so I see plenty of snow, believe me! But today it isn't the snow, its *%#^#@ cold!! 5* not counting wind chill. I even got to hear those wonderful words.."uh oh..we have a problem here". The pipe that goes to the hot water in the bathtub had frozen. Panic sets in when I hear those words so I run to the nearest faucet and see that there is hot water everywhere but the shower. Hmmmm, now how can that be you say.. wellll, you see it started last summer lol. No I should say a lot longer ago than that but we didn't know it. A carpenter ant colony took up residence in the outside wall of the bathroom. I was asking around trying to solve mildew and mold problem, and tr

Cold, Snow And More Cold And Snow...brrr
Good Morning, got in late due to snow and conditions. Yuck!!!! No school for most of Southwestern Lower Michigan and it remains the same ole story lake effect snow conditions bitter cold and blowing. So Whilst I salute the Indianapolis Colts fans and feel for the Chicago Bears fans..come closer..LOL Anyway on to bigger and better things, namely shoveling a path for customers to get into the store.. By for now Is there a snow switch I am not aware of? If someone knows which switch is which call me.. A huge hug and frozen fingee pats.. Mart

Cold Sweat
i feel so hot but my skin is still cold i begain to fade in and out the pain started so deep inside now its just poring out of me in a cold sweat to my knees i fall face is emotionless feeling so high from the pain its better than any drug to be able to kiss the lips of death then live to enjoy that feeling by-ME

Cold Weather Fun
For those of you living in frigid freakin temperatures right now.....here's something kinda fun to do :) My son came home with this from science class the other day, so of course i had to try it :) Boil some water, and then take a cup full of it and toss it in the freezing cold air....(don't throw the cup, just the water) Most of it will evaporate before hitting the ground and it looks kinda cool. Just a little something to pass the Winter blues..... Love Ya, XOXO Ryan

Cold And Bikes Don't Mix Lol
Yeah yeah, i know its only a short journey but it was -6 C this morning and the bike decided not to start at work. I started to push it and then a freindly persen offered to push. Well we gave it a few tries and then she fired up LOL. All I can think was that the oil was a bit too thick to allow the engine to fire, and the pushing and trying to get it start gave it enough to fire up. Thing is my bro has my battery charger at the moment, so I have to hope that the bike fires up tonight. Oh yeah i had a revelation. I have just realised why some bikers wear chaps, so it stops the front of the legs getting cold. They are easier to walk around in than over trousers, or i presume so. I always thought it was a fashion statement, but this morning it hit me LOL.

Cold!
Its very cold out here, snow everywhere! Just came home from moms place... I have snowy cold feet, house is still not warm, tired from dryving through the snow, etc. So now Im going to try warming up at the sofa with a blanket. TTYL sweety's, Kisses!

Cold Heart
Your my Dark love. With your eyes of Thunder, A heart of stone, Gentle words saying your all alone. Greeting deaths dark hand you await, For your your life you gladly contemplate. Shedding tears of sorrow, with a face of sadness, Revealing the scars that show your ultimate madness. Your sinister thoughts roaming a mind untold, Never sharing or sparing there yours to hold. Taking each breath as though its your last, Simply living your life as though its a task. Bleeding cuts from hurt and deceit you make, Escaping your pain and heartache you forsake. Now a heart of stone from what she called a "Game", You sit there in the dark and believe your to blame. But your my Dark love. With your eyes of Thunder and now a heart of stone, I'm here to tell you, " You'll never be alone."

" Cold Heart"
"My heart become little cold and slowly My body become really cold My lip is so blue My eyes is not even move My mouth is shut Am I buried alive? My heart is so cold and stopped My body is freeze My lip is so blue My eyes is not even move Am I buried alive? My heart is freeze My body is stiff My lip is still blue My eyes is still not move My mouth is still shut Am I buried alive?

The Cold Day
its aa horrably cold day with lots of ice and snow it suck to drive in it this morning i watched it go from rain to ice to snow. when my daughter got out of the car she says whats this whats this its cold. i was so happy to see it stop snowing now if it would all melt i would be happy.

Cold
Feelings cold and tears i cant cry all the feelings i felt were left on the side and all your games are getting quite old at first i may have been blind but now i see a different side of you that i thought i never would find so i hope you will agree that you and me were not ment to be I'm sorry if you thought this was a situation we could work through but the more you push and try it ends in frustration now why all the complication i told you i loved you and you torn my soul into two and dropped my dreams hoping you would come through but now i see your games are old and my feelings towards you are cold

Cold Sweat
I tossed and turned all night, a cold sweat upon my brow, just thinking of the things we said, I hope to forget somehow, every word we spoke in anger, still ringing in my ears, how they do haunt me, they follow me through the years, ripping at my soul, I still remember well your tears, how could I have walked away? how could I have been so blind? I close my eyes in the darkness, but your face is always crystal clear, I've drank, I've drugged,I've tryed it all, just to chase your memory away, but your still locked deep inside me, I know you will always be, so I awake again this morning, a cold sweat upon my brow, and drink my shot of courage, I'll get through another day some how... Music Video Codes By Music Jesus.com

The Cold
just befor i write this out i just wanted to say i did this when i was going through a bad case of the creepy love......... she was a friend of mine....lol..... but well she never cared about any of my poems to her sept for "Cuts for life" so anyway here ya go! The Cold It is cold here! I see her from across the way, She is so pretty I wish to hold her. I see her love walking to wards her! I feel the hate, The pain of what used to be mine! Why did she chose him? Why not my love to keep her? I feel the steal in my hands, It is as cold as the night! I know what I want! I want her to be mine! I wait until they walk past where I stand! The blood is hot! The blood is sticky! That sweet tang of iron! He is no more! She is no more! I walk away, Slowly walk to the place I met her, That bridge where she stopped That gate to my peace. Now I am there! And now I fly! Freely I fly down into the cold, Into the darkness, Now I am at my peace.

Cold Snaps And Potted Plants
Boy I'd like to see the reenactment on this one! Garden Grass Snakes also known as Garter snakes (Thamnophissirtalis) can be dangerous. Yes, grass snakes, not rattlesnakes. Here's why. A couple in Sweetwater, Texas, had a lot of potted plants. During a recent cold spell, the wife was bringing a lot of them indoors to protect them from a possible freeze. It turned out that a little green garden grass snake was hidden in one of the plants and when it had warmed up, it slithered out and the wife saw it go under the sofa. She let out a very loud scream. The husband (who was taking a shower) ran out into the living room naked to see what the problem was. She told him there was a snake under the sofa. He got down on the floor on his hands and knees to look for it. About that time the family dog came and cold-nosed him on the behind. He thought the snake had bitten him, so he screamed and fell over on the floor. His wife thought he had had a heart attack, so she c

Cold Sweats
welp there goes my sleep for the night.. lol.. wake up freezing cold... i know its 9 pm here and its 60 something out side.. 70 n side and your freezing.. wtf is up with that lol.. so here i am once again boring ya with my blogs haha... u can skip reading this anytime.. just had too vent once again haha.. anyways blah blah i know lol.. plus im waiting on a dvd too get done ripping.. gawd is taken 4ver lol.... ttfn

Cold Tofu
Cold Tofu At first the pain was unbearable emotions turbulent and body torn with grief thoughts of you constantly shred the fabric of my universe as I neglected everything to embrace misery and regret a mental flagellation trying to beat you from my mind my heart, my soul silence long days pass and a numbness seeps in pain and grief subside replaced by a hollow emptiness a void though my thoughts still turn to you though the need grows less memories still cut deep and bleed salt tears but the silence encases me as the box where I have now placed you sits waiting to be closed silence so much energy invested such a heavy weight it sits over everything so nothing can escape and all that is left of us is silence silence glass walled and vacuum filled

Cold, White Void
The winter just gets me down. I don't have the drive to accomplish anything it seems... My creative drive is at a standstill, I still haven't found a part time job to supplement my income as a starving artist... therefor, everything is at a standstill... It is like it freezes me from the inside out. I wish that I could thaw out my core... maybe I could get something done then. I can't call it depression exactly, at least not in the normal sense of the word, I mean, I am not really sad... just lazy. We just got about a foot of snow, and now it is worse. I just feel like it snowed inside my brain, filling me up and making my soul into a vast empty white void. I suppose it doesn't help matters any that I got into the blowout I did with my mother on Saturday. There is nothing more dissolutioning than your own mother, who is supposed to have your back and be a mecca of encouragment, telling you to give up the art because who would want to buy that anyway? Upon the pinnicle of sa

Cold Winter Nights
Winter is settleing in, as the warm air diminishes and a cold breeze replaces it. As I lie in my bed at night, shivering with ice that runs through my veins, I wonder where did the year go. What happened to the long sunny days, and warm summer nights. As the days slowely disapear my sadness and lonliness become more clear. I am alone with nobody to cuddle with, nobody to make the cold bitter winter nights disapear into a trance. The summer has gone and theres no doubt about it, but I can't go another day without a soft warm body holding me close as I sleep. I need someones comferting breath on the back of my next while I dream the chilling winter away. Will you be that someone I can confide in as the ice breaks me down? Will you pick up the peices as the days pass? Will you be the soft warm body that lies next to me every night holding me close? Will your silk like breath dance across my neck putting me fast to sleep so I can dream the winter night far far away? Com

Cold Day
another winters breeze is blowing the streets are paved with deadly ice everything lays silent for the outside is a dangerous place snow on the ground reminds me of days past when things were simple when love was blind the girl i loved kissed me for the first time on a cold day just like this she told me she loved me i hesitated frozen among the ground i gazed upon her brown eyes she smiled i shyed away she told me i was the only person for her i never knew trust life wasnt that simple for me i wish i would have said those words the words that bond two people together i love you my time to tell her i felt has long since passed away im sorry i didnt say it i felt it but the words dont speak themselves love is hate love is blind tell the person you want to be with i love you

Cold Or Valley
Cold or Valley Imagine This: Standing on an icy road above a valley. A dead winter day with slush, dangerous icicles hanging over head, White, crusty road salt and grime on your car. You wear layers upon layers, but it's so cold that the layers seem to do no good. You stand there shivering, Realizing you ears and feet are going so numb that they hurt. But as much as you want to climb into your crust car and go home to be warm, You keep standing there. The valley in front of you is so breathtaking. You stare, look, appreciate, experience, and perhaps live this view. So much about the moment you dislike makes you want to leave. But something keeps you there. It seems as though the gorgeous view outweighs the nasty cold. And Another Dilemma: Your mind tells you that you should leave for your health and safety. Surely if you stay too long, you'll freeze to death. But your heart tells you that you can't bear to leave such a beautiful and wonderful thing. You feel co

Cold
Cold why does it feel so cold cold to the touch why does it hurt so bad that i want to do something something that i should not do why does it feel so cold cold as if there is nothing there it feels cold all the time i cant find a place that is warm any where that i go all i feel is cold what is it that is wrong i cant feel happiness i cant feel love i cant feel anything but cold and pain i cant bring myself to find joy in anything why does it feel so cold cold as if there is not a warm spot in the world why is it all i can feel is pain i cant do anything right pain seems to be the only thing that i can cause the only thing that i can feel is pain why is it so cold why cant i find happiness why cant i find love what is it that this world is coming to they say they love you but than they hurt you then all that is left to feel is pain i dont know what is happening why is it all i feel is pain there is no joy there is no love why cant i feel anything but

Cold-for U
Cold By Natalie Limardo Where had the heat gone? I am so cold inside and out. It is so dark and cold. My light has gone. Leaving me in the dark cold and alone. There is so much anger and fear. My life has changed because of you. But now it’s cold. I am cold and in the dark. Left with anger and fear. Things for me will not be the same. I figured out some things. Your anger is not all my blame. Anger and fear has always been with you. So you are also cold. Cold inside and out. But now it’s cold. We are cold and in the dark. Left with anger and fear. All I am left to do is warm myself. Hope that someday you will find your warmth. I hope that your fears will fade, Your darkness lightens, and you feel better inside or just sated.

Cold Winter
Hello readers it's a cold day in april the wind blowing and the tree's are swaying.I went to the window as a branch from the tree fell to the ground.I was about to rub my eye and the sun came out and i said is this the way things go.

Cold Wax
All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be! ? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!) So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so I get o

Cold Dead Inside
A few years ago I thought you were the one for me I thought I was so in love with you I agreed to marry you We were happy Then things changed We were having a baby I tried to get you to spend time with me But your friends were more important I tried to let you know how hurt I was I died a little more each time Foolishly thinking it was just a phase Hoping you would change after our child entered this world Things did change They got worse I began feeling cold Nothing could keep me warm I became weak I couldn't talk to you I tried but nothing seemed to matter to you Until I said "Goodbye" I gained the strength I needed to do what I believe in my heart is right. You begged for me to give it another chance Promising a better future A future I know could never happen Atleast not with you. I'm alive and warm now. I have my dreams and goals No longer with you. Written 11/27/03

Cold
i sit here and i can`t sleep, you know me i am cold inside and out, i say the wrong things to the people i love, i say the right thing to those who don't care , why because i am the one who is cold, to the core i have been always unusual, what people say i don't care unless it helps me, then i hide it and act like i don`t care, only the ones who know me can tell, those people i just push away never to get close, why because when i am cold i am at my best, and that is when i can get my rest. sleep i cant get ,because i am always to cold.

Cold, Miserable, And Going Nowhere!!
Well....Here it is Wednesday, and I'm still sitting here in Idaho, freezing my arss off, and no going anywhere. Was supposed to be hitting the road again last Tuesday, but for some reason not leaving until Saturday now, and Have to go to TOPEKA KANSAS of all places. I just love weeks of no paycheck. :-( So if you see a Big Red Peterbilt heading east on I-70 across Kansas this week-end, smile and wave k? Make my day.

Cold Snaps And Potted Snakes
Cold snaps and potted plants Garden Grass Snakes also known as Garter Snakes (Thamnophissirtalis) can be dangerous. Yes, grass snakes, not rattlesnakes. Here's why. A couple in Sweetwater , Texas , had a lot of potted plants. During a recent cold spell, the wife was bringing a lot of them indoors to protect them from a possible freeze. It turned out that a little green garden grass snake was hidden in one of the plants and when it had warmed up, it slithered out and the wife saw it go under the sofa. She let out a very loud scream. The husband (who was taking a shower) ran out into the living room naked to see what the problem was. She told him there was a snake under the sofa. He got down on the floor on his hands and knees to look for it. About that time the family dog came and cold-nosed him on the behind. He thought the snake had bitten him, so he screamed and fell over on the floor. His wife thought he had had a heart attack, so she covered him up

The Cold Feet Syndrome
The date is set. The church is reserved. The dress is bought. The groom is ready. But the bride is a nervous wreck. I'm in full on panic mode here people, and I don't know why. I'm sure this is what I want to do but I'm just nervous about the whole frills of the matter. What if something goes wrong? What if I trip and fall flat on my face? Gasp, what if i step on my dress walking down the isle and it rips? I don't think I should be thinking about this. Another thing is that I have no one to give me away or walk me down the isle. I went by my mom's place to invite her as a show of good faith and she called me a souless slut whore. Whatever, she hasn't changed a bit and now I know why my father left when he did. Everything my mother told me about him was a lie, including who he was. She told me he was a dead beat dad who was hooked on drugs and porn. I recently found out that the man my mother claimed was my father was just her long time live in boyfriend. my real father was in the Ar

Cold Steel
Cold Steel: by David Fisher Born from fire. Hardened in water. Honed to a razor's edge. Burnished to reflect light like a diamond. Forged by brute force. Softened by artful stokes. A symbol of prowess. With a thirst for war. The master of ceremonies. With a docile appearance. An anchor throughout history. The embodiment of fear and reverence. A simple piece of metal that can shape the world.

Cold Breeze
THE GREEN OF SPRING HAS FINALLY RETURNED, THE WARM BREEZE OF REBIRTH HAS RETURNED. WHY HASN’T THAT REBIRTH RETURNED TO MY SOUL? OH I CATCH GLIMPSES OF IT… TRAVELING DOWN ROADS FAMILIAR FROM MY YOUTH. GLIMPSES OF MOMENTS OF JOY FROM YOUNGER DAYS CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHEN THE COLDNESS IN MY SOUL WILL THAW? WHEN WILL THE GREEN RETURN TO MY SOUL? THERE ARE TIMES THAT I CATCH THE LOOK OF MY SOUL IN SPRINGS PAST… HAPPIER, MORE CARE-FREE. WHEN WILL THE COLD WINDS OF WINTER LEAVE MY SOUL? MY SOUL HAS BECOME ENCASED IN A GLACIER OF INPENETRABLE ICE. WHEN WILL THE WARMING BREEZES MELT THE PRISON HOLDING MY SOUL?

Cold Kinda Got Me
restless nite hard 2 get any rest with dry scrathy throat making me wanna drink more ...... grabbed a cool soothin water ice and hope that will ease it up a bit ...... warm muggy nite trying to sweat this outta me, but it seems 2 b winnin so far

*coldice's Sad But True Story*
* I have put this story here as a reminder to everyone. Play safe.* ColdIce's Story A sad but true story The following article/story was originally found on the Anvil Dungeon International site (which WAS specifically for BBW -Big Beautiful Women- and had an IRC Undernet channel #BBW-BDSM). This non-fiction accounting of a woman's true and horrific IRC-to-'real life' is here thanks to DRKfantasy. MY STORY Some of you know me personally, some only through the computer. Some of you may not of ever heard of me. I am writing this in the hopes of saving someone from going through the anguish and heartache that I and my family have gone through. My nickname on Chat is Cold as Ice1. I am 38 years old. I have a family consisting of three children and three step children. The older two step children do not live with me /but I was very close to them. Living at home are my three children. Lisa is 19. Shelley is 13 and Daniel is 7. My step daughter 18 also lives

Coldwater Washing
Can Cold Water Clean Dishes? Who knew? ! This is for all the germ conscious folks that worry about using c old water to clean. John went to visit his 90 year old grandfather In a very secluded, rural area of West Virginia . After spending a great evening chatting the Night away, John's grandfather prepared Breakfast of bacon, eggs and toast. However, John noticed a film like substance on His plate, and questioned his grandfather asking, "Are these plates clean?" His grandfather replied, "They're as clean as cold water can get them. Just you go ahead and finish your meal, Sonny!" For lunch the old man made hamburgers. Again, John was concerned about the plates as his appeared to have tiny specks around the edge That looked like dried egg and asked, "Are you sure these plates are clean?" Without looking up the old man said, "I told you before, Sonny, those dishes are as Clean as cold water can get them. Now don

Cold Southwestern Corn And Shrimp Soup
Prep: 20 minutes Total: 20 minutes Using frozen corn and shrimp saves a lot of time in this no-cook soup. Ingredients Serves 4 * 4 packages (10 ounces each) frozen corn kernels, thawed * 1 cup low-fat yogurt * 1 cup milk * 1/3 cup fresh lime juice (from 2 or 3 limes) * 1 teaspoon ground coriander * Pinch cayenne pepper * 1 pound cooked frozen shrimp, thawed, roughly chopped, reserving 4 whole shrimp * Coarse salt and ground pepper * 1 cup grape tomatoes, halved * 1 avocado, halved, pitted, peeled, and diced Directions 1. In a blender, working in two batches, puree corn, yogurt, milk, lime juice, coriander, and cayenne. Strain through a fine-mesh sieve into a large bowl, pressing to extract as much liquid as possible; discard solids. Stir in chopped shrimp, and season with salt and pepper. 2. Serve garnished with tomatoes, avocado, and reserved whole shrimp.

Cold
Around, all around, the dark memories gather. My dread grows as the dagger of your vengeful words fall against my naked and lost soul. It severs me like the falling, cold rain drops and darkly my life's blood-line drips to the cold, uncaring tombstones of the eerie cemetary. In agony I scream your name while the end of life takes my unwilling hand and soul. Now alone, My cascade of tears fall upon the blinded eyes of the innocent. This is death. My remembrance.

Cold
It is a night of ethereal pain, a song and dance of one's dark desire, wolves vent their howls of lonliness. The immortal one stirs and awakens by the light of the moon. Curling wisps of death shrouds her deathly form, a lurking desire of the earthly thirst alone. Her silken hair cascades over the thin and pale translucent ivory shoulders, and her full deeply crimson lips part ever so slightly, to taste the red, swollen tears, streaming from the pale flesh beneath her. Now a night of new life and abandonment, I thirst.

Cold ~ Rain Song
Artist: Cold Song: Rain Song Album: Year Of The Spider When it rains I dont mind Let me stand here all night Did she take her whole life Let me know she's alright (chorus) And every time it rains I feel her holding me And everytime it rains Are the angels crying I'll stay strong, I'll be fine Carry on with my life I still stare at the sky Pray for rain, all the time Why'd you run? Did you hide Why'd you leave, no good bye When the clouds, take the sky Does a soul, give you life? And every time it rains I feel her holding me And everytime it rains Are the angels crying And every time it rains I feel her holding me And everytime it rains All the angels cry for you I'll never be the same I'll never be the same be the same be the same be the same And every time it rains I feel her holding me And everytime it rains Are the angels crying And every time it rains I feel her holding me And everytime it r

Cold Pasta And Chicken Salad Or Shrimp Salad
8 oz. vermicelli pasta noodles 1 c. French dressing 10 fresh sliced mushrooms 1 c. fresh broccoli florets, blanched 10 slices cherry tomatoes Ripe olives (sliced) 1 can sliced artichoke hearts 2 c. cooked cubed chicken (or boiled shrimp) 1/3 c. fresh basil (or 1 1/2 teaspoon dried) 1/3 c. toasted pine nuts, optional Cook pasta, transfer to mixing bowl. Add 1/3 of the dressing and toss well. Cool and chill 3 hours. In another bowl, mix mushrooms, broccoli, tomatoes, olives, artichokes with remaining dressing. Chill. Add chicken, basil, nuts. Mix with pasta.

Cold
beautiful on the outside but inside fake you are your smiles only last awhile dark and evil on the other side surrenders easily at hand while the heart cold withstands faces of smiles illuminate yours brings death in bands only love ceases this fate

*cold Hearted Snake*
*Cold Hearted Snake* I've met and talked to a lot of people on the internet through instant messengers and e-mail. Most of them were rude or worse. I have found a few good ones out there,when it comes to men do I just have bad luck or are the majority of men on the internet cold hearted? So as to not mention any names I was seeing this man for a Month or so and we hit it off perfectly, we talked everyday,we even started telling each other we love one another,I recently bought a plane ticket to come see him,then it stopped...no emails,no comments,no response what so ever to any phone calls.I was crushed to have someone who meant the world to me and to lead me on in such a way it broke my heart. I believe in alot of ways that he treated me cold heartedly and was scared of commitment and ran the other way. I am a good woman and would have been the best thing that ever walked into his life and he let it all go. I truly loved this man and he lead me to believe he had the mutual love fo

Cold Front
my phone is lighting up with a foggy vengeance. why do you show up and bring the rain with you? it drives at me, leaving me cold. the steam rises from the road near my temples, lightning in my eyes, and my brain is thundering, i didn't want to think of you again. you crash into my mind, wind carrying the debris that is you, scattering it where it doesn't belong. you are a poor weather forecast arising in the beauty of clear minds.

Cold -n- Heartless
In the past few months there have been a lot of changes in my life. I can tell I'm a different person than I was before. I have to admit, that I don't like the person I have become. Question... " How do you keep yourself from becoming a cold, heartless person, when you have lost everything and everyone that really mattered in your life? " I can honestly say that I found out who my real friends and family where. I not only lost friends that I considered to be a big part of my life, I also lost family that I thought would always be there, no matter what happened. I'm numb, I can't trust anyone, always waiting, watching and listening for some more knives to be thrown at my back. I know if my scars were visible, they would be horrifying. My fingers crossed that things will get better.

The Cold Within
Ok.. this is one of my favorite poems~ Author Unknown The Cold Within Six humans trapped by happenstance in the bleak and bitter cold.. each possessed a stick of wood or so the stories told.. their dying fire in need of logs the first man held his back, for of the faces around the fire he noticed one was black The next man set in tattered clothes, he gave his coat a hitch.. why should his log be put to use to warm the idle rich The rich man sat back and thought of the wealth he had in store and how to keep what he had earned from the lazy shiftless poor The next man sitting cross the way saw one not of his church and couldn't bring himself to give the fire his stick of birch The black mans face bespoke revenge as the fire passed from his sight for all he saw in his stick of wood was a chance to spite the white Their logs held tight in deaths still hands is proof of human sin They didn't die from the cold without.. They died from the cold within

Cold Steel----
TIED TO THE BED HE SLOWLY RUNS THE KNIFE ONTO MY BREAST,....I LOOK AT HIM HE SAYS SAY NOTHING,DONT MOVE,.....I DO AS HE TELLS ME,...THE KNIFE IS SO GOOD!,...HE RUNS IT JUST,..AROUND MY FACE,THEN TO MY THROAT,...I WANT IT ALL AT THIS POINT,....HARDER!,....HE UNTIES ME,FLIPS ME OVER,TIES ME AGAIN,....LEGS SPREAD,...HE RUNS THE KNIFE STRAIGHT DOWN MY BACK!,..BETWEEN MY ASS-CHEEKS,...MMM'IM SO TURNED ON!,...HE SITS THE KNIFE DOWN RUNNING HIS FINGERS INSIDE MY ASS' ALL I CAN DO IS SQUIRM FOR HIM!,..MOANING',WANTING MORE!,...

Cold Winter Nght ..> Snow Falls And>
Im sleeping in my bed, when a drift of snow falls out side. A cold wind blowing..> As I wake ,I feel the chill.I get up now to light a fire in the fire place.. It,s the first thing to do early mornings and all..> As I place logs into the hearth and take a match to start to burn ..> I realise there no smells of all the things That were there the night before. Little did I know someone came home ... In the middle of the night to clean the house and make things right. I gazed around the room and see a radio and turn it on.> The weather station says that we,ll have a blanket of snow .. .by the end of the day. I rush off to the kitchen to put on coffee and to see who came home in the middle of the night..> While I layed sleeping ever so quite..Well wouldn,t ya know it was my son and he drove thru the snow to just visit, and see how I was..> Cause he worried about me. The phone ringing now , My daughter calls : Says mom how are all of you... I say just fine , coffee is on and it,s almost

'cold' Fact :p
Slurpee Capital of the World 12 thumbs up The city on the planet earth that drinks the most 7-11 slurpees each year. For the past 7 years, 1999-2006, it has been Winnipeg Manitoba Canada, in 2005 we guzzeled a record 400,000 sluprees a month. Winnipeg is the Slurpee Capital of the World! Calgary is close behind.

Cold House Cold Heart
Cold house cold heart If, the house was warm he wouldn't have roamed Living with a cold woman, makes an empty home A man ain't supposed to cry After a while, you don't try You give up trying to save a love gone bad You give up feeling lonely and sad You watch the time ticking away You regret that wedding day You think about having to leave you children behind You hurt so bad, you almost lose your mind I heard this saying once that, I recall Better to have loved and lost then not at all I'm not sure that this is even true I only knew the day I left, we were thru Your eyes finally open up and you see You're in a love never meant to be chris

Cold Or Taken
I am sooo confused right now....I have made many awesome relationships on here with friends. But I am confused because I have been told by some that I am soo sweet and funny and then there are others who say that I am cold and hardcore..I don't see it or understand how I am cold. Yeah, I maybe act like a hardass(or smartass) at times but thats me(a sarastic bitch at times in a good way though). But if I act like a hardass and then try to be sweet don't think that I'm trying to kiss ass because I'm not. I'm just being me..I just have my days like anyone else...I am shy believe it or not... so If you want to get to know me... give it time..but hell you really can't get to know who I am really unless u actually spend some quality time with me ~Not on the computer~ Well I love all of my friends and you guys and gals ~ROCK MY SOCKS OFF~ LOVE YA~HEATHER

Cold Hearted Fathers
this is for anyone who wishes to respond how can a person who's sperm helped create a life. a life that is combined with my blood an his blood. can be so cruel an heartless, to his own creation of a life his daughter my daughter a lil girl who didnt ask to be born. but wuz created when i thought that we loved each other. Is now suffering what many other kids of fatherless or motherless familys deal with. the missing presence, love , an attention , that all kids deserve, how do u tell your child that he or she other parent might not be here but u love them with all your heart. an try not to cry in front of them so they can't see the hurt u feel cuz of the other parent who is supposed to be there. but is not there an don't care to be there at all for whatever reason. i've tried to think of a way to tell her, but im running out of ideas can anyone help me.

Cold
Skin so cold I knew you'd go away And now I put you down to lay Nothing to feel for you This was our last dance Closer and closer, it's time to surrender To the desire that you cannot mention Don't try to breathe Don't try to run away But I'm reaching for the sky Won't you please stay With a smile I watch you go You'll never know I didn't cry With a smile I saw you die You'll never know I didn't cry No more fear They said you were so weak And now I put you down to lay Nothing to feel for you This was our last dance

Cold Wax Strips..hot Water..a Phone..damn Hair Removal...lol Body: Rotflmao
Cold Wax Strips..Hot Water..a phone..Damn hair removal...lol Body: ROTFLMAO I am still laughing! :) You are gonna luv this. I died laughing when I read this…Enjoy! Hair Removal....This is funny. (I don't have a clue as to who wrote this, but....WHAT A HOOT!)................... All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the wax. Read on......... My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off.

Cold Hearted Bitch
I won't let you in Won't let you near A important part of me That I hold so dear It's been crippled And broken in two So I trust noone now Not even you And because of my hurt Because of my pain I withdraw into myself And feel no shame You won't understand You just get mad When I tell you Love is bad Im in the wrong For putting up guards Because I refuse To let you have my heart So instead of compassion Or understanding my "glitch" You point your finger At the cold hearted bitch

Cold
Ok, I have about had it. It is way to friggin cold in this place. I am wearing two sweatshirts and my fingerless gloves. I don't think they believe in heat at JC Whitney, honestly. I can't deal with this ice cold much longer. I am dreading winter over here. We are right by the southwest corner windows and its super cold. The temp gauge is right across from my desk and its says its 67. 67 at 12:30 in the afternoon. AHHHHHH. No wonder we are all sick. I mean there are people here walking around with blankets and junk wrapped around them and stuff. The temp outside is 73. Why is it so friggin cold in here. If you don't hear from me anymore today send a search party out to thaw out our frozen bodies. I have drank so much hot coco, and it's just not helping. I am going to have to dig out the mini heater and electric blanket and bring those in to keep me warm. This sucks!!!!!!!

Cold Nose
Your nose was cold, reminded me of strawberries (sorry) and I laughed and held you close and you pretended to be offended all the while you wrapped yourself around me - "I hate the fucking cold, I'm going to Mexico to wear sandals and drink colored tequila." Yeah, Mexico. Honey, you're my hot sauce, my warm brace of liquor in the salt air of San Carlos and one day maybe we'll go there, dip strawberries into chocolate as the sun slowly disappears. © All rights reserved

Cold - "wasted Years"
There's a game life plays Makes you think you're everything they ever said you were Like to take some time Clear away everything I've planned Was it life I've betrayed For the shape that I'm in It's not hard to fail It's not easy to win Did I drink too much Could I dissapear And there's nothing that's left but wasted years There's nothing left but wasted years If I could change my life Be a simple kind of man try to do the best I can If I could take the sides I'd derail every path I could I'm about to die Won't you clear away from me give me strength to fly away Was it life I've betrayed For the shape that I'm in It's not hard to fail It's not easy to win Did I drink too much Could I dissapear And there's nothing that's left but wasted years There's nothing left but wasted years There's nothing left but wasted years There's nothing left but wasted years Was it life I've betrayed For the shape that I'm in It's not hard to fail It's not easy to