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Diet
Yep I'm on a diet. I started Sat with a friend and in the last 3 days I've lost 3 lbs. I'm pretty happy about that =) Other then that... I've been cleaning. Not fun. I'll write more when I dont have a child on my lap... Jenner

Die Trying
How does one desribe perfection ? i find myself sitting here thinking, wishing i could find the words. rhymes come and verses go, but none could ever come close. the feelings that spill forth at the the mere thought of you threaten to overtake and consume. their warm and tender embrace ensnare my heart like a soft gentle kiss. Even the slightest hidden glance lifts me up and gives me wings. forever upwards i soar, seeing your beauty reflected in every passing star. I know all the words and rhymes i'll never be able to say could never capture all that is you, but ill die trying. I'll die trying..........................................

Diet
A guy calls a company and orders their 5-day, 10 lb. Weight Loss program.The next day, there's a knock on the door and there stands before him a voluptuous, athletic, 19 year old babe dressed in nothing but a pair of Nike running shoes and a sign around her neck. She introduces herself as a representative of the weight loss company. The sign reads, "If you can catch me, you can have me." Without a second thought, he takes off after her. A few miles later huffing and puffing, he finally gives up. The same girl shows up for the next four days and the same thing happens. On the fifth day, he weighs himself and is delighted to find he has lost 10 lbs. As promised. He calls the company and orders their 5-day/20 pound program. The next day there's a knock at the door and there stands the most stunning, beautiful, sexy woman he has ever seen in his life. She is wearing nothing but Reebok running shoes and a sign around her neck that reads,

Diet
this is a new diet a few of my friends are on and the results are astounding!!!!!! i'm gonna try it b/c i need to lose some weight lol NEW MAYO CLINIC DIET In 2 ½ months you should lose 52 pounds At breakfast: ½ grapefruit or 8 ounce juice (unsweetened) 2 eggs any style 2 slices bacon At lunch: ½ grapefruit or 8 ounce juice (unsweetened) Salad, any dressing Meat, any style (including chicken) any amount At dinner: ½ grapefruit or 8 ounce juice (unsweetened) Meat, any style (including chicken) any amount Fish may be substituted Vegetables, any green or red (cooked in butter or any seasoning) or salad as above Coffee or tea 1 cup (if caffeine) Bedtime snack: 8 ounce glass of tomato juice or skim milk 1. at any meal you may eat until you are full, until you cannot eat anymore. You must eat the minimum listed at each meal. 2. don’t eliminate anything from the diet, especially don’t skip the bacon at breakfast or omit salads. It is the combination of fo

Diet Update - Pounds Off!! Yay!
I'm happy to share that My diet is being a success so far!!!... I have managed to lose 10 pounds already.. yay yay yay!!... I think those first 10 pounds are the hardest ones to get rid off... now, I'm adjusting to My new eating habits and it's become more easy to deal with. I am preparing My meals everyday and taking My lunch bag to the office, which not only is good for My diet but also it is helping Me save some $$... it's crazy how much money you spend eating out everyday!! I feel great, I look great.. I'm pumped and excited!!! so My new short term goal is aiming to the next 10 pounds and I'll get something really nice for Me. Next month there will be another of those great parties I go to.. the theme will be Asian, so I am hoping I can get something really nice, cute and very Asian for the party... with a few more pounds less in My body :)... wouldn't I be a hot Geisha?? LOL Thanks babies!! don't forget to rate My blogs!

Dieting Diary V1.0
Well, its not like anyone reads these things but I feel better writting stuff out. I went hiking Sunday with a few girls. I know I am a big girl, but I really didn't realize how out of shape I was until I tried to hike up all these stairs at Starved Rock. So that was my motovation to start getting into shape and making myself healthy again. I am sick of being that fat chick that none of the guys want to date. Maybe thats why I am still single. I don't know. And don't think I am doing this just because society says I should be skinny. I am doing it for myself, to make myself feel better. I am just sick of being so over weight. I meet guys and they seem to not want to talk to me after they meet me for the first time (aside from one so far). Am I that fat and disgusting? I would like to think that I am not, but maybe, just maybe I am. I just don't feel good about myself anymore. It makes me depressed to think about it really, that people can only judge me by the way I look.

The Diet Dilemma And Hepatitis C: Separating Fact From Fallacy
The diet dilemma and hepatitisC.pdf http://www.hepatitisc.org.au/edu/documents/ThedietdilemmaandhepatitisC.pdf The diet dilemma and hepatitis C: separating fact from fallacy By Simon Sadler, Dietitian, Albion Street Centre. Introduction What is a healthy diet The five food groups Low protein diets Sugar Alcohol Dairy Juice Caffeine Further information Introduction For people living with hepatitis C, HIV and some other chronic diseases the dilemma of nutrition can be particularly confusing. The purpose of this page is to examine healthy eating and hepatitis C (HCV)/HIV co-infection and dispel a number of the dietary myths surrounding nutrition and HCV. What is a healthy diet? Dietary advice should be based on individual circumstances and will depend on any symptoms being experienced at a particular time. In general terms a healthy or 'balanced' diet consists of a regular meal plan that incorporates foods from each of the five food group

Dieting
yesterday I started my diet. Did really good,,and I have even started exercising. Usually I do go loosing weight just by dieting..but feel like I need to start getting more in shape. We just rode 4 miles..wasn't to bad..but hard on the butt. LOL. I was very tired..after being up at 5 for work..then after work..had to go back in for a 2hour meeting. Then when I got home,,just wanted to collapse..but got up and pushed myself. This morning, I been doing good also. Went out..and rode 3miles with my youngest..then came home and weeded the garden. I just hope I can stick with this.

Diet Soda And Your Health
Posted on 07. Jan, 2009 by kahthan in General We all know that drinking regular soda will pile on the calories. But a new report says diet soda may be just as bad for us, speaking in terms of weight loss. The website Self.com has reported on research that “artificial sweeteners in soda may interfere with your body’s ability to estimate how many calories you’ve ingested, so you eat more than you need.” Studying rats, animals that ate fake sugar consumed more calories overall and gained weight, compared to those that didn’t eat artificially sweetened treats. Says Self editor-in-chief Lucy Danziger: For every diet soda you sip daily, your risk of becoming overweight can rise by 37 percent, according to the researchers at the University of Texas Health Science Center in San Antonio. This is bad news for those of us who have replaced drinking normal sodas with diet sodas thinking that they are an adequate replacement. While diet sodas may not be unhealthy they are obviously not as good as

Diet And Mother-in-law
Despite not having the best week, between preparing for MIL's visit, having a fight with hubby and cheating on my diet right after the fight, missing my walk twice due to bad weather, etc., I still managed to lose 2 more lbs. Yeah it's not much, but it's a loss, not a stall or gain. So, yay. That's 6 lbs. lost since the New Year. So, MIL is coming in from Puerto Rico tomorrow. She'll be staying with us for 2 weeks. Despite the fact that we have other relatives close by, she always stays pretty much the whole time with us. She's a good lady and I do love her, I just love her more when she lives 1,000 miles away. She's very paranoid and always panicking about the littlest things. She's always convinced that I'm doing something terribly wrong as a mother and I'll cause my children irrepairable harm. (I guess that's a universal trait in in-laws though.) Anyway, I'm sure she'll be keeping me on my toes. Hubby's not taking vacation either, so since I'm the stay-at-home mom I'll

Diet
I have found that the key to weight loss, with lasting results is to eat higher protien meals that allow your body to use its own fat storage as fuel. I have limited the carbs in the afternoon unless my workout falls in the afternoon but really taper them off going to bed. I try to eat at least 8 times per day with 6 being the min. mBreakfast by far is still my largest meal, but the calorie content is low.

Dieting
Well past year or so I have packed on weight..that I didn't want to do. 10yrs ago after my oldest boy..I did weight watchers..and lost 50lbs. You might actually see few of my skinny pics on my page evven. lol. Anyways..I have slowly gained almost all of it back..over time. I have tried few times on and off to go back into dieting but just not been motivated enough like back then. Anyways..thursday I went back to a weight watchers meeting and joined again. I got all the new info. So far I have been doing well with it..but then again its only been 4 days. I think I will be going to the first 5 mtgs though to really get me motivated. Nothing motivates me like knowing I am blowing 12 dollars on these mtgs. I better be accomplishing something. LOL. Today I started with exercise..which when I lost weight in past..I mainly lost just by cutting back on food. I did 1hour and 2 minutes worth on my wii fit. I actually enjoyed it to. I like the step aerobics the best. I got on doing the adva

Diet Beer
Written: 10/6/03 Format: Kyrielle Title: Diet Beer Dedicated to my friend Darlene. She created a beautiful oil painting of the same name, and this was inspired by the painting. It's about all those things women talk about when we get together for a drink...with our light, aka "diet" beer. You are my friend, and so it seems We share similar hopes and dreams So while the day is fresh and clear Drink with me a diet beer And as we talk the time will fly Discussing all from work to guys Laughing at the things we fear Drink with me a diet beer The happy things that make us smile The nasty things, unreconciled They fall away and disappear Drink with me a diet beer One day when life takes us apart From our friendship we may depart There's still one phrase that I'll hold dear "Drink with me a diet beer!" * * * * * * * * 2/18/09 Side note: Darlene had to move away. We still keep in close contact, and I even got to see her this past Christmas. Before she mo

Diet And Exercise
Okay mostly diet because I still have my sciatic pain. Trying an acai cleanse and Zantrex 3 that I bought at the store for around $30. Both seem to be working however, the Zantrex was too strong and I was jittery yesterday and ended up with a headache that lasted all night and part of this morning. Met my girlfriend for sushi last night, tiger rolls and salmon rolls, wore my polka dot dress because it's hot here and it doesn't look like a mumu. Was feeling blah until we went to karaoke and was told I was hot by several guys...yeah it was after 10 and they were most likely drunk but they were cute and I'll take what I can get :P Oh and ran into a customer from the club I used to dance at and he said I looked great and asked when I was going back to work. So it was a good night with the exception of having a headache and spending most the night downing water, diet pepsi and ibuprofen. Taking a break from the diet aids today and just exercise. Hope everyone has a super day! k

Diet
Just found out from the nutritionist that my triglycerides were 588 and my cholesterol was 280 ... way to high for both areas. Starting tomorrow morning I am on the same diet that my husband has been on for a month and he is detoxing and losing weight like crazy. 2 berry smoothies with protein powder, organic plain yogurt and flax seed and scrambled eggs for dinner. with nuts for a snack along with carrot sticks. I have to start exercising now too ... I hate to exercise. It has done wonders for my husband and now I am going to try it and see what happens when I have my blood drawn again in 6 weeks.

Dieting
Well I am on the road to healthy weight loss and being more active. The worse is all the measuring and the weighing in and knowing that if I am to make this work I have to cut out all alcohol and all sugary, fatty, non-healthy, non-essential foods. Bright side, I love to cook and cooking healthy shouldn’t be all that hard for me. But yeah I am a bit down tonight after all is said and done, I hope tomorrow will be better. Brought to you by ragdollsandzombies.com

A Diet For Me And My Heart
So tomorrow I meet with the cardiologist for a followup from my MRI. Im assuming b/c they didn't call me that it wasn't serious. I apparently just have an abnormal EKG, bad family history, high cholesterol and flucuating blood pressure. So being treated like a 60 year old man at the doctors and the funny looks wondering why someone so young was getting all this stuff done, has led me to FINALLY get into good cardio shape AND dieting. So far I've been good with not cheating on the diet as I am doing the 5 meals a day at about 500 calories a meal. 40/40/20 protein/carbs/fat. So this has consisted of eating fruits and veggies which I NEVER ate before. I'm taking fish oil with omega 3 (anybody hear of that working?) and just eating healthier foods. So very very little alcohol, no chocolates, no fast food, no soda, coffee, nada. I feel as if I can do this for the 60 days I am doing the INSANITY workout it will become habit and I will stick with it. I actually am not craving anythin

Die Vernichtung Der Menschheit
Die Vernichtung der Menschheit füllt meine Seele mit Heiterkeit Ich gehe als ein Soldat in diesem Krieg spazieren! Das Brennen von allem in Sicht... Die Welt wird unter uns zerbröckeln Der Anstieg des Teufels sind wir erfreut! "jetzt beginnt die Stunde unseres Führers den Ritus des Feuers jetzt wieder, über die Erde mit einem Begräbnis pire zu herrschen entstehen Sie alle Dämonen, um das ganze Licht zu suchen auf Sie Knie könnte derjenige, der uns gewährt! " Ich bin ein Soldat, geboren, um zu vergewaltigen und zu töten Für immer im Kampf werde ich Himmel fordern! Wir wüten über die Sterne mit für den Krieg gezogenen Schwertern das Suchen des Himmel-Untergangs mit einem Hunger nur dafür BLUT!!!! Ich gehe als ein Soldat in diesem Krieg spazieren! Das Brennen von allem in Sicht... Die Welt wird unter uns zerbröckeln Der Anstieg des Teufels sind wir erfreut!

Die Young, And Save Yourself.
You are a meaningless, insignificant speck, who is destined to die, and a few hundred years (if not less) after, nobody will remember, or care, that you ever existed. Act accordingly. You are a meaningless, insignificant speck, who is destined to die, and a few hundred years (if not less) after, nobody will remember, or care, that you ever existed. Act accordingly. You are a meaningless, insignificant speck, who is destined to die, and a few hundred years (if not less) after, nobody will remember, or care, that you ever existed. Act accordingly. You are a meaningless, insignificant speck, who is destined to die, and a few hundred years (if not less) after, nobody will remember, or care, that you ever existed. Act accordingly. You are a meaningless, insignificant speck, who is destined to die, and a few hundred years (if not less) after, nobody will remember, or care, that you ever existed. Act accordingly. You are a meaningless, insignificant sp

The Diference Between Sabbats And Esbats
What's the Diference? Aren't they the Same? The answer to this is NO they are Not!.... I know this is simple information for most of you....but there are many many people out there who do NOT know what the difference is....a couple of minor misconceptions if you will...So my aim here is to be extremely short and sweet! lol Sure!....I will try! Sabbats are the Eight 'Holidays' of Wiccans/ Pagans. Centered around a "Wheel" of the year. I am going to do a break down of each of the separate Sabbats. Giving each their own page, So that you may read of each without having to endure an entire deal just to get the one you want to know about! The Esbats are the 13 separate Full Moons within a given year.....not minor holidays as some have come to believe. And this has caused MUCH confusion out there! I shall also do a page on the different phases of the moon and what they mean.... One simple way to remember them and keep the two apart... Sabbats....Some

Diferent Drive
If i could show u all the pain I endured... I wouldn'tIf I could make u understand what I've been thru... I could't If u been where I have been... you wouldn'tAct the way you act... You couldn't But life goes onI carry onWith heavy heartAnd broken soul My life simple nowIt's black and whiteAnd yet some thing's amissI dont feel right Like part of meIs thorn awayLike all i need is hereAnd yet so far away And like a tiger at the zooI'll never be freeAnd i did my best to fake itBut I'll never feel free So I stay up at nightLost in side my fightIm scared to close my wicked eyesBecause the dreams arent so nice And only remeberence of deathStays scared into this faceAnd it's that painful knowingThat to this day keeps me going

Different Languages Of I Love You
How to say 'I Love You' in different languages Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief Albanian - Te dua Arabic - Ana behibak (to male) Arabic - Ana behibek (to female) Armenian - Yes kez sirumen Bambara - M'bi fe Bangla - Aamee tuma ke bhalo aashi Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo Bulgarian - Obicham te Cambodian - Soro lahn nhee ah Cantonese Chinese - Ngo oiy ney a Catalan - T'estimo Cheyenne - Ne mohotatse Chichewa - Ndimakukonda Corsican - Ti tengu caru (to male) Creol - Mi aime jou Croatian - Volim te Czech - Miluji te Danish - Jeg Elsker Dig Dutch - Ik hou van jou English - I love you Esperanto - Mi amas vin Estonian - Ma armastan sind Ethiopian - Afgreki' Faroese - Eg elski teg Farsi - Doset daram Filipino - Mahal kita Finnish - Mina rakastan sinua French - Je t'aime, Je t'adore Gaelic - Ta gra agam ort Georgian - Mikvarhar German - Ich liebe dich Greek - S'agapo Gujarati - Hoo thunay prem karoo choo Hiligaynon - Palangga ko ikaw

Different Types Of Sex
Different types of sex SOCIAL SECURITY SEX: Two men were talking. "So, how's your sex life?" "Oh, nothing special.I'm having Social Security sex." "Social Security sex?" "Yeah, you know:I get a little each month, but not enough to live on!" LOUD SEX: A wife went in to see a therapist and said, "I've got a big problem,doctor. Every time we're in bed and my husband climaxes, he lets outthis ear splitting yell." "My dear," the shrink said, "that's completelynatural. I don't see what the problem is." "The problem is," shecomplained, "It wakes me up!" QUIET SEX: Tired of a listless sex life, the man came right out and asked his wife during a recent lovemaking session, "How come you never tell me when youhave an orgasm?" She glanced at him casually and replied, "You're neverhome!" CONFOUNDED SEX: A man was in a terrible accident, and his "manhood" was mangled and tornfrom his body. His doctor assured him that modern medicine could givehim back his

Differences
When you break a girls heart, she still feels it when you run into each other 3 years later When a girl is quiet, millions of things are running through her mind. When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply. When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around. When a girl answers, "I'm fine, " after a few seconds, she is not fine at all and more than likely doesn't want to talk about it. When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are so wonderful. When a girl lays her head on your chest, she is wishing for you to be hers forever. When a girl says that she can't live without you, she has made up her mind that you are her future. When a girl says, "I miss you, " no one in this world can miss you more than that. When a girl is mean to you after a breakup she wants you back, but she's scared she'll get hurt and knows you're gone forever or you were just an **** and should leave her alone.

Diffrent Pain
My heart hurts so bad. It is hard to get over him when I dont know how he just walked away from our love. I am also in phisical pain from cyst on my overies. Are there no good guys out there? Or am I just curssed to marry or love the biggest jackasses you have ever known?

Differences Between Men & Women
Here's something I received in an e-mail that gave me a few good chuckles... WOMAN'S PERFECT BREAKFAST She's sitting at the table with her gourmet coffee. Her son is on the cover of the Wheaties box. Her daughter is on the cover of Business Week. Her boyfriend is on the cover of Playgirl. And her husband is on the back of the milk carton. WOMEN'S REVENGE "Cash, check or charge?" I asked, after folding items the woman wished to purchase. As she fumbled for her wallet, I noticed a remote control for a television set in her purse. "So, do you always carry your TV remote?" I asked. "No," she replied, "but my husband refused to come shopping with me, and I figured this was the most evil thing I could do to him legally." UNDERSTANDING WOMEN (A MAN'S PERSPECTIVE) I know I'm not going to understand women. I'll never understand how you can take boiling hot wax, pour it onto your upper thigh, rip the hair out by the root, and still be afraid of a spider. MARR

The Difference Between Strength And Courage!!
THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN STRENGTH AND COURAGE It takes strength to be firm. It takes courage to be gentle. It takes strength to stand guard. It takes courage to let down your guard. It takes strength to conquer It takes courage to surrender. It takes strength to be certain. It takes courage to have doubt. It takes strength to fit in. It takes courage to stand out. It takes strength to feel a friend's pain. It takes courage to feel your own pain. It takes strength to hide feelings. It takes courage to show them. It takes strength to endure abuse. It takes courage to stop it. It takes strength to stand alone. It takes courage to lean on another. It takes strength to love. It takes courage to be loved. It takes strength to survive. It takes courage to live.

Difference Between A Girl And A Woman
Girls leave their schedule wide-open and wait for a guy to call and make plans. Grown women make their own plans and nicely tell the guy to get in where he fits in. Girls want to control the man in their life. Grown women know that if he's truly hers, he doesn't need controlling. Girls check you for not calling them. Grown women are too busy to realize you hadn't. Girls try to put a man 'on lock' by using sex. Grown women know that it's the sex of the mental kind that makes a man want to 'lock' you down. Girls are afraid to be alone. Grown women revel in it--using it as a time for personal growth. Girls ignore the good guys. Grown women ignore the bad guys. Girls worry about not being pretty and/or good enough for their man. Grown women know that they are pretty and/or good enough for any man. Girls try to monopolize all their man's time (i.e. don't want him hanging with his friends). Grown women realize that a lil' bit of space makes the 'together time' ev

Different Kinds Of Sex...too Cute
SOCIAL SECURITY SEX: Two men were talking. "So, how's your sex life?" "Oh, nothing special. I'm having Social Security sex." "Social Security sex?" "Yeah, you know: I get a little each month, but not enough to live on!" LOUD SEX: A wife went in to see a therapist and said, "I've got a big problem, doctor. Every time we're in bed and my husband climaxes, he lets out this ear splitting yell." "My dear," the shrink said, "that's completely natural. I don't see what the problem is." "The problem is," she complained, "It wakes me up!" QUIET SEX: Tired of a listless sex life, the man came right out and asked his wife during a recent lovemaking session, "How come you never tell me when you have an orgasm?" She glanced at him casually and replied, "You're never home!" CONFOUNDED SEX A man was in a terrible accident, and his "manhood" was mangled and torn from his body. His doctor assured him that modern medicine could give him back his manhood, but that his insuranc

A Different Night
Its our normal hanging out time: Sitting in my basement, talking and making out on the couch down there. But tonight is different. I want to make this more memorable then past times. "So what do you wanna do?" You ask, hinting at something dirty with a sly smile and lazy eyes. "Hmm, I don't know," I reply, smiling and moving in to kiss You. my kiss is deep, my tongue pressing against yours inside our mouths. i brush back your bangs from your eyes and let my hand linger down the side of your face, down your neck, and brushing against your chest. I slip My hand underneath your shirt and push away your bra, fondling you aggressively, but with gentle caressing. i stop when You start kissing my neck, my instant turn on. You stop once you feel a bulge starting in my jeans and make it so i lay down, you sitting on my lap. you bend down and continue to kiss my neck, feeling me grow bigger and bigger against the crotch of your jeans. We continue making out, im slowly thrusting my hips

Different Colors
A white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here." The black man turned around and stood up. He then said: "Listen sir....when I was born I was BLACK, " "When I grew up I was BLACK, " "When I'm sick I'm BLACK, " "When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, " "When I'm cold I'm BLACK, " "When I die I'll be BLACK." "But you sir." "When you're born you're pink, " "When you grow up you're white, " "When you're sick, you're green, " "When you go in the sun you turn red, " "When you're cold you turn blue, " "And when you die you turn purple." "And you have the nerve to call me colored?" The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away.... Pass it on if you HATE racism.

The Difference Betwen A Friend And A Angel...
1. Read very carefully this message A angel has the obligation of taking care of us. A friend take care of us cus he love us. A angel applaud ur trimphs. A friend helps u to trimph. A angel help u avoid to have problems. A friend help u solved them. A angel see u suffer, and can't give u a hug. A friend give u a hug, cus he don't want to see u suffer. A angel recives a prayer from u. A friend pray for u. For a angel u are a mission to accomplish. For a friend u are the opportunity of knowing the most beautiful that life can give: "The Love and The Friendship" A angel would like to be ur friend. A friend without thinking, is ur angel too. 2. Make a wish in a count of 5. 5 4 3 2 1 3. Now that u made ur wish, send this to all ur friends and send it back to me if u think im ur friend. "Have a Beautiful day my awesome friend"

22 Different Types Of Witches
The 22 Types of Witches 1. Bright-eyed Novice You just read this cool book about a religion where there's a Goddess and a God, and they meet outside in nature, instead of some scary old building. They think sex is GOOD not evil, and you want to know where to sign up. DISTINGUISHING SIGNS: Mispronounces God/dess names, has to think a moment about which is deosil and which is widdershins. Has a shiny new athame (rhymes with "A-frame?") 2. Grand Old Wo/Man Actually remembers Woodstock (the first one). Will tell you about the time they dropped acid with Kerry Wendell Thornley - or maybe it was Robert Anton Wilson. Anyway, it was somebody with three names. Or was it three people with one name? DISTINGUISHING SIGNS: Luxuriant gray locks, listens very intently, knows dish about people you've only read about. 3. Tree Hugging Nature Sprite Most prized possession: one of Judi Barry's old tree spikes. Simultaneously believes in universal love for humanity AND

Difference Between Yankees And Rebels
I have come to the conclusion that us yankees are a lot smarter than some wanna be southern rebels! yes i used to live in the south and i was there long enough to be considered a rebel and i loved it down there, but that still dont mean i'm not a yankee. i was born and bred true Pennslyvania Yankee and whoever dont like it can kiss my red, white, and blue yankee american ass!!!

The Difference Between Death And Dieing
Im an Ex soldier. I have been deployed to war. I have seen death and I have killed. That seems so long ago but coming home has reminded me where i am strong and where i am weak. I can see a dead body, or a dead anything and not care too much. But i came home to find my dog in her old age. She is losing her ability to walk. She is always tired. Has caluses on one of her legs. Losing weight. I can take seeing death but watching something die before my eyes is quite a bit harder to deal with. I just want to know what the right course of action should be with my dog. How close is she till the end? She a female boxer.

Difficult Things...
THINGS THAT ARE DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. Innovative 2. Preliminary 3. Proliferation 4. Cinnamon THINGS THAT ARE VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. Specificity 2. British Constitution 3. Passive-aggressive disorder THINGS THAT ARE DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. Thanks, but I don't want to have sex. 2. Nope, no more beer for me. 3. Sorry, but you're not really my type. 4. Good evening, officer. Isn't it lovely out tonight? 5. Oh, I couldn't. No one wants to hear me sing...

Different
How are we so "different"? If "different" is just a thing. If we all have certain features, What does "different" bring? People filled with hatred, Can't possibly see, That there's not really "differences" Between you and me. Looks can't show "difference", If they're just there to be seen. If you don't look like someone else, Why are they so mean? If being "different" is what is wrong, I'd rather not be right. And I'd want to finish living, Doing the "different" fight.

Different Ways Of Navigating - We're All In The Same Boat
We're all in the same boat. We just have different paddles, and perhaps we find ourselves on different rivers. We all live in human bodies. These are the vehicles in which we move through our world. We are all made of flesh, blood, and bone, with brains, hearts, and lungs to power us. Our paddles-the tools we use to move through the world-vary, as do the bodies of water-the environments-in which we find ourselves. Some of us use our high IQs to get where we want to go. Some of use our smiles, others use kindness, a gift with language, or athletic ability. Some of these qualities we were born with and others are skills we have learned. Considering this metaphor in light of your own life can be very enlightening. What tools are you using to get from point A to point B in your life? Chances are, you and the people you know have used many different tools in various combinations throughout your lives to get where you needed to go. Just as with oars or paddles, a balanced approach is bes

The Difference Between Me And Them Is....
The difference between me and them is...I DONT SHOW MY SHIT ONLINE...dont ask me to show myshit in a pic or on cam... it wont happen..i personally am shocked at all the chics on Lc and men equally that show there shit online...and asking me to add u to msn or yahoo doesnt warrant me showin my shit online just because i added you...i have alil more respect for myself than that..and if you dont like it well too bad....i dont change for anyone...not to mention the fact im in a relationship and i sure as hell wouldnt want my bf to be showing his shit for the world to see online...even if i was single i still wouldnt show my shit on here lol....if you wanna show your shit on here go ahead do so its your choice and my choice is to NOT show my shit!!!!lol...so ya thats what im saying..I DONT SHOW MY SHIT. MySt

Difference Is.....
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Just sent to me from a friend via email. I hope you enjoy it......and kudos to all the soldiers, near and far! Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out

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The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a M

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A Different Christmas Poem > > > The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, > I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. > My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, > My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. > Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, > Transforming the yard to a winter delight. > The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, > Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. > My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, > Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. > In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, > So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. > > The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, > But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. > Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the > Sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. > My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, > And I crept to the door just to see who was near. > Standing out in the cold and the dark of the nigh

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The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light. I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest., My daughter beside me angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Trasforming the yard to a white delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment,or so I would seem, So I slumbered, peraps I started to dream. The sound was wasn't loud, and it wasn't to near, But, I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know. Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhap

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need ur help again people (oh and to all the ones who voted on the last THANK YOU - will find out the winner on this sunday) but i am in another one Best Breast /lingerie so plz go vote for me i totally appreciat it ppl have a rocking weekend my friends Courtesy of MsTags.com

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A Different Christmas Poem > > > > > >The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, > > > I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. > > > My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, > > > My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. > > > Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, > > > Transforming the yard to a winter delight. > > > The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, > > > Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. > > > My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, > > > Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. > > > In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, > > > So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. > > > > > > The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, > > > But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. > > > Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the > > > sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. > > > My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, > > > And I crept to the door just to see who was nea

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The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a M

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Different Days
On brighter days, sunshine on streets, pulsing with life. On darker days, back alleys, halogen light cold and empty. On happy days, a universe of possibility, an endless golden rain. On downward days, cold spiral galaxies of empty worlds.

A Different Style
As she step out of the last of her cloths in front of the full length mirror, the single, most delightful thought again returned to her mind, her one true desire, the need to find the heart of a loving man, with the same passion and desires, the great need to please and to be pleased. To live her remaining days as his kept woman, to have him know all the joys and the delights of her very giving body, and to cherish each moment as a passage in time. These thoughts taking her continually to the fantasy that haunted would haunt her continuing desires! As the needs grow more urgent and the wanting more intense it leaves only emptiness! Seeing her reflection in the mirror, her skin flushed, her body tight with desires and her mind searching out her desires. Her hands move distinctly to her nipples, and as she watches her hand caress her nipples in the mirror, her thought again return to her passion, and the haunting thoughts of knowing the pleasure a needing man would receive from sucking

Different Kinds Of Sex
ACCOUNTANTS are good with figures. ACTORS do it on cue. ADVERTISERS use the "new, improved" method. AMBULANCE DRIVERS come quicker. ANSI does it in the standard way ARCHEOLOGISTS like it old. ARCHITECTS have great plans. ARTISTS are exhibitionists. ASSEMBLY LINE WORKERS do it over and over. ASTRONOMERS do it with Uranus. ATTORNEYS make better motions. AUDITORS like to examine figures. BABYSITTERS charge by the hour. BAILIFFS always come to order. BAKERS knead it daily. BAND MEMBERS play all night. BANKERS do it with interest - penalty for early withdrawal. BARBERS do it with shear pleasure. BARTENDERS do it on the rocks. BASEBALL PLAYERS make it to first base. BASKETBALL PLAYERS score more often. BEEKEEPERS like to eat their honey. BEER BREWERS do it with more hops. BEER DRINKERS get more head. BICYCLISTS do it with 10 speeds. BOOKKEEPERS do it with double entry. BOSSES delegate the task to others. BOWLERS

A Different Christmas Poem!
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, som

A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps, I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble as I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A sold

A Different Christmas Poem..
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some

Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed 'round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a

Difficult
Am I good enough for you, Am I strong enough to bleed, For someone like you, When I'm kicked to my knees. Am I good enough for me, To watch you walk away, As I sit here again, I'm alone day by day. I'm lying awake, And think of the day, I needed you more of, Just out of the rain. It's difficult to breathe, It's difficult to see, It's what you need, But everything's so out of your reach. It's difficult to breathe, It's difficult to see, But what you need, Means everything to me. Am I good enough for me, Am I dumb enough to bleed, For someone like you, To give a fuck about me. Am I good enough for you, You keep walking away, And I'm sitting right here, And again i will say. Cause I lie here awake, And think of the day, I needed you more, I'm pushed out of the way. It's difficult to breathe, It's difficult to see, It's what you need, But everything's so out of your reach. It's difficult to breathe, It's difficult to see, But what you

The Differences Between....
I am just venting out of a matter of Ive about had it with the over abundance of ignorance this week, and I am now convinced beyond a doubt that stupid people shouldnt breed... We have several occupations that deserve the unasked for without a doubt respect. The Military, Police, Fire, and Medical fields. Now, Do I myself place one a little higher on the respect scale as the others.. yes.. All of these occupations save lives in one form or another.. yes.. All these occupations risk their lives in one form or another.. yes.. All these occupations have greatly influence society in one form or another.. yes.. But to me, in my opinion, and it is by any means degrading ANY of them, but there is one that deserves slightly more respect.. it is our Military. Yes, they do everything the others do, without question.. but with one slight difference.. When they go to the "job" they could be gone for years. They miss their childs birth.. the first time they see their childre

A Different Kind Of Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty yea

A Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in t he cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a Marin

A Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, > I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. > My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, > My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. > Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, > Transforming the yard to a winter delight. > > The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, > Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. > My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, > Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. > In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, > So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. > > The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, > But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. > Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the > sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. > My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, > And I crept to the door just to see who was near. > > Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, > A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. > A soldier, I

4 Different Types Of Girlz
A nigga has 4 different types of girls.. 1. Wifey 2. Boo 3. Bitches 4. Hoes 1)Wifey is irreplaceable.. but she is the only one that is irreplaceable.. She is the girl that the guy loves and will always be loved, and he never wants to see her with another man. 2) Boo is replaceable, she thinks she's Wifey, but will NEVER be Wifey because Wifey was made Wifey and is irreplaceable.. she can NEVER replace her.. , ... but will NEVER achieve her spot for any longer than a few months, And Boo either gets replaced with another Bitch, or, the man matures and decides that Wifey is the one for him.. (Ladies.. you don't want to be BOO) 3) Bitches.. A female that a male uses only for sex or other sexually related events..Dat call and you need a quick nut. The bitch is the first one running there. 4) Hoes.. enough said! Trying to move up in life, Wants to be a Bitch or a Boo. Hoes are just the girls you bag for no reason and have them in your phone. Backups incase a bitch or

A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A s

Difficult
Something is happening to me lately, and I would like to inform you about this... It's an issue that's hard to talk about. Many of you don't even dare to use the word, I bet, and when you would go to a convention about this topic, it can happen that the speaker brings up a lot of material that in a vague way has something to do with this matter, but he doesn't really get to the point in the end. This is all I wanted to say about it for now...

Differences Between Pagan And Wiccan
Found a point of interest in a blog posted by Diva and Daddy They suggested I look at the link they provided and see for myself before repost anything. It was an interesting conversation I found there and I was able to gain more insight. What is the difference between Pagans and Wiccans? Pagan: A follower of a nature-based religion. It is important to remember that all Wiccans are pagan, but not all pagans are Wiccan. There is a very wide variety of pagan religions, Wicca is just one of them. POLYTHEISM - The belief that all of the various deities are separate and distinct individuals PANTHEISM- The belief in a single deity exhibiting aspects_ a composite or sum of the self-ware universe MONOTHEISM- Holds that there is only one deity with a singular aspect & usually places the universe as a product of that deity rather than a part of it. There are many types of witchcraft, many of which overlap and all of which can be defined in different ways by different people,

The Difference Between Guts And Balls
The difference between guts and balls: Guts - This is when a guy comes home late, after a long night out with his friends, stinking drunk, walks in to find his wife with broom in hand and asks her, "Are you just finishing up cleaning or are you getting ready to fly off somewhere?" Balls - This is when a guy comes home, after a long night out with his friends, stinking drunk, wreaking of beer and perfume, with lipstick on his collar, walks in to find his wife standing there, slaps her on the ass and says, "You're next!"

The Difference Between Men And Women;-)
1. A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he wants. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't want. 2. A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband. A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife. 3. A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. A successful woman is one who can find such a man. 4. To be happy with a man you must understand him a lot & love him a little. To be happy with a woman you must love her a lot & not try to understand her at all. 5. Married men live longer than single men - but married men are a lot more willing to die. 6. Any married man should forget his mistakes - there's no use in two people remembering the same thing. 7. Men wake up as good-looking as they went to bed. Women somehow deteriorate during the night. 8. A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't. A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change & she does. 9. A woman has the last word in any argum

The Diffeernt Belifs In Asatru
Yes even Asatru has its differnt forms of belifs. Theres Modernest,Folkish and some related forms of the religion. Modernists feel any one who is a beliver in the Gods of Asgard my be Asatru. Folkish belivers feel only those who are basicly Northen European decent can be real belivers but many of these groups do adopt into there Kindreds others if they like and accept them. Some have confused this with racism but most folkish belivers are not racist.However as in any group large or small there are those who indead are racist. Related Groups These fine folks usaly follw at least one or more of the Norse Gods. Here is a list of a few I know of. Norse Wicca/pagans Are mainly your average Wiccan who have chosen to incorparate the Norse gods into wicca.As Most Asatru do not practice Ritual or true magic. Odinism The term Odinism was coined by Orestes Brownson in 1848, in his book A revival of Odinism, or the old Scandinavian heathenism. The term was re-introduced in

A Difference
I just got off the phone with someone at a nursing home and have an interview set up at 10 a.m. next monday. I know the job will suck because thats where people go to die.. But I do want to work there to make a difference in someones life. I actually want to make that effort to help make their day a little better. I know that the attachment will be awful when they die but hopefully they will go happy. I just hope that I can make that difference even if they just smile once. I hope I get the job.. I want to be good at something

The Difference Between A Pretty Woman And A Pyrate Queen
Since I moved into this neighborhood, I've made it a habit to frequent the 7'11 down the block. Yes, I know stuff costs more there, but it would cost me the difference in gas to go somewhere cheaper. So I happily fork over the $4.95 for dish soap, and $6.95 for toilet paper. Besides, the twenty something kid that works there, "Justin" according to his name tag, is in love with me. Where else could I go and get the ego busting attention I feel that I so richly deserve? Shameless, I know but it beats hanging around outside the men's locker room at the fitness club. Tonight, he asked me how old I was. Being the intelligent woman that I am, I did not resist with false protestations about asking a lady her age. Instead, I lied. Flat out lied! I looked him right in the eye and I said, "I'm 55." I was prepared for his response and I got it in spades. "Fifty five??? As in 5-5?" His mouth dropped open in naked admiration. I nodded sagely and gave him my famous "come hither" P

The Difference Between Potentially And Realistically.
Body: A young boy went up to his father and said, "Dad, the teacher gave us an assignment to determine the difference between potentially and realistically. Can you help me?" The father thought for a moment, then answered. "Go ask your mother if she would sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars. Then ask your sister if she would sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars, and then, ask your brother if he'd sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars. Come back and tell me what you learn from that." So the boy went to his mother and asked, "Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?" The mother replied, "Of course I would! We could really use that money to fix up the house and send you kids to a great University!" The boy then went to his sister and asked, "Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?" The girl replied, "Oh my God! I LOVE Brad Pitt I would sleep with him in a heartbeat, are you nuts?!?!?!" The boy then went to his brother and asked, "Wo

~~different Types Of Sexxx~~
SOCIAL SECURITY SEX Two men were talking. "So, how's your sex life?" "Oh, nothing special. I'm having Social Security sex." "Social Security sex?" "Yeah, you know; I get a little each month, but not enough to live on!" LOUD SEX A wife went in to see a therapist and said, "I've got a big problem, doctor. Every time we're in bed and my husband climaxes, he lets out this ear splitting yell." "My dear," the shrink said, "that's completely natural. I don't see what the problem is." "The problem is," she complained, "it wakes me up!" QUIET SEX Tired of a listless sex life, the man came right out and asked his wife during a recent lovemaking session, "How come you never tell me when you have an orgasm?" She glanced at him casually and replied, "You're never home!" CONFOUNDED SEX A man was in a terrible accident, and his "manhood" was mangled and torn from his body. His doctor assured him that modern medicine could give him back his manhood, but that his insurance woul

Difference Between Girls & Woman...
What is the difference between girls/women aged: 8, 18, 28, 38, 48, 58. 68, and 78? ----------------------------------------------------- At 8 -- You take her to bed and tell her a story. At 18 -- You tell her a story and take her to bed. At 28 -- You don't need to tell her a story to take her to bed. At 38 -- She tells you a story and takes you to bed. At 48 -- She tells you a story to avoid going to bed. At 58 -- You stay in bed to avoid her story. At 68 -- If you take her to bed, that'll be a story! At 78 -- What story??? What bed??? Who the hell are you???

The Difference 50 Years Makes
Scenario: Jack pulls into school parking lot with rifle in gun rack. 1956 - Vice Principal comes over, takes a look at Jack's rifle, goes to his car and gets his to show Jack. 2006 - School goes into lockdown, FBI called, Jack hauled off to jail and never sees his truck or gun again. Counselors called in for traumatized students and teachers. ++++++++++++++++++++++ Scenario: Johnny and Mark get into a fist fight after school. 1956 - Crowd gathers. Mark wins. Johnny and Mark shake hands and end up best friends. Nobody goes to jail, nobody arrested, nobody expelled. 2006 - Police called, SWAT team arrives, arrests Johnny and Mark. Charge them with assault, both expelled even though Johnny started it. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Scenario: Jeffrey won't be still in class, disrupts other students. 1956 - Jeffrey sent to office and given a good paddling by Principal. Sits still in class. 2006 - Jeffrey given huge doses of Ritalin. Becomes a zombie.

The Difference Between Boys And Men
The Difference Between Boys and Men By Travis J. Teeter Males have two types of being, Men whom take responsibility for their Choices, And boys who still sit down peeing. Both could have money, or seductive voices. Men know how to treat a lady right, even when mad, Boys know how to lie, and make you be bad. Men aren't afraid to admitt when they're wrong, Boys ignore their faults, singing that same song. "What does it matter, if you're my girl or not? You'll never have as good as me, you're not hot." Childish isn't it? When you put it like that, The boy forgot to notice, he's ugly, poor, and fat. But still these sweet and innocent girls get taken by boys. And as a consequence, the poor girls get used like toys. Played with, abused, then discarded to the winds.. Its a vicious cycle that never quite ends. And its only because the girl finds a boy, instead of a man.. When she finds the man, she'll know she's found her lifes biggest fan. Not perfect by any means

A Different Point Of View !!!!!
A Boy Named Sue My daddy left home when I was three And he didn't leave much to ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze. Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid But the meanest thing that he ever did Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk, It seems I had to fight my whole life through. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head, I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean, My fist got hard and my wits got keen, I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame. But I made a vow to the moon and stars That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars And kill that man who gave me that awful name.Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July And I just hit town and my throat was dry, I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew. At an old saloon on a street of mud, Ther

The Difference Between Men & Women
MEN: MOST MEN CAN SAY I LOVE U W/ NO PROBLEM BUT, THEY DON'T MEAN IT. THEY JUST USE THIS LINE TO GET WHAT THEY WANT. WOMEN: WHEN WOMEN SAY I LOVE YOU THEY USUALLY MEAN IT... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ MEN: WHEN MOST MEN SAY THAT THEY TRUST YOU WHAT THEY REALLY MEAN IS THAT THEY'LL NEVER TRUST YOU NO MATTER HOW FAITHFUL YOU ARE TO THEM. WOMEN: WHEN WOMEN SAY THAT THEY TRUST YOU THEY USUALLY MEAN IT UNLESS THEY HAVE REASON NOT TO.. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ MEN: MOST MEN WILL FUCK AROUND WITH YUOR FRIENDS AND LIE ABOUT IT BUT YOUR FRIENDS WILL HAVE THE NEED TO TELL YOU.. WOMEN: WOMEN WILL FUCK YOUR FRIENDS ONLY BECAUSE MEN HURT THEM,BUT UNLIKE WOMEN NOT ALL YOUR FRIENDS WILL TELL YOU THAT THEY'RE BEEN FUCKIN' YOUR GIRL... THIS IS IN MY OWN EXPERIENCE WITH THIS KIND OF SITUATION. YOURS MIGHT BE DIFFERENT AND IF YOU'VE HAD IT BETTER THAN ME THAN ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS THAT I HOPE IT NEVER HAPPENS

Differences
A friend posted this with one of the many bulitains asking about myspace friends lists. 18) Could u live with this person? The question really is,........ could he live with me? If I wasn't a "born again" ? Yes, absolutley, I could live with him! Even though I love him just the way he is, and think he's one of the greatest, sweetest guy I know,...........I think our religious/spiritual differences would probably cause issues (he's Wiccan, I'm Pentacostal Christian) and we would probably disagree alot on spiritual things. =-( I feel blessed to have him in my life, and I think we have things to learn from each other, but we might go a little crazy if we lived together LOL. Now the reason I am showing this is because this is what makes her very special to me. Even though our religious beliefs differ, the love we do have for eachother will never let that interfere with our friendship. I am very blessed to have her in my life. If more people in this world were like her and jus

Difference Between White Friends And Korean Friends.!!!!!
Korean friends... Body: white friends & Korean friends diferences between white and korean friends!! WHITE FRIENDS: Never ask for food korean FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food. WHITE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs. korean FRIENDS: Call your parents mom and dad. WHITE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. korean FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying, Damn...we fucked up...but that shit was fun!" WHITE FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry. korean FRIENDS: Cry with you. WHITE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. korean FRIENDS: Keep your shit so long they forget it's yours. WHITE FRIENDS: know a few things about you. koreanFRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you. WHITE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing. korean FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you. WHITE FRIENDS: Would knock on your door.

Differnt Types Of Orgasms
Different Types of Orgasms... Sex in a boat = Oargasms Sex with a nerd = Dorkgasms Sex at the entrance to your house = Doorgasms Sex on the carpet or linoleum = Floorgasms Sex at the supermarket = Storegasms Sex with wild pigs = Boargasms Sex at a Stephen King movie = Horrorgasms Sex with a prostitue = Whoregasms Sex with a storyteller = Loregasms Sex with an accountant = Boregasms Sex while sleeping = Snoregasms Sex with Arthur = Dudley Mooregasms Sex with cartoon donkeys = Eeyoregasms Sex while broke = Poorgasms Sex with a lion = Roargasms Sex for hours and hours on end = Soregasms Sex on a golf course = Foregasms Sex with a nymphomaniac = Ready for Moregasms Sex in a gold mine = Oregasms Sex with a dermatologist = Poregasms Sex with the vice president = Al Goregasms Sex with chocolate marshmallows = S'moregasms Sex with a bullfighter = Toreadorgasms Sex with a masked man carrying a sword = Zorogasms Sex on the beach = Shoregasms S

A Difference
Again my thoughts are bursting. So much for one to comprehend. But I do. I see it all so clearly. My reason for existing is simple- to make a difference. I am but one person, but I am a good person. Far from perfect, but good. My heart reflects that clearly for I wear it openly on my sleeve. I have been hurt. Used. Played. Lied to. Stepped all over. But I am still me. Only stronger because of it. I was once weak, very weak actually but that weakness taught me to become strong. I am here. By myself. And still I reach out and do whatever I can to help. To make that difference. I am real and nothing can ever change that or take that away from me. My life has been an experiene in itself. A very crazy experience it once seemed. I even lost myself for awhile. And then I regained ME back. I will never forget the lessons that have made me the man that I am today. I am defined. I am unique. I am caring. I am real. I am strong. I am ME. A difference starts with me

Difference Between Prison And Work>>>found In A Bulletin
Prison vs Work Just in case you ever get these two environments mixed up, this should make things a little bit clearer. @ PRISON you spend the majority of your time in a 10X10 cell @ WORK you spend the majority of your time in an 8X8 cubicle @ PRISON you get three meals a day fully paid for @ WORK you get a break for one meal and you have to pay for it @ PRISON you get time off for good behavior @ WORK you get more work for good behavior @ PRISON the guard locks and unlocks all the doors for you @ WORK you must often carry a security card and open all the doors for Yourself and God forbid you lose the card. @ PRISON you can watch TV and play games @ WORK you could get fired for watching TV and playing games @ PRISON you get your own toilet @ WORK you have to share t he toilet with some people who pee on the Seat @ PRISON they allow your family and friends to visit @ WORK you aren't even supposed to speak to your family @ PR

The Difference Between Joy And Pleasure
As we move along the path in life, in search of many things, we often make the mistake of seeking short term pleasure at the cost of long term joy. Many people confuse the two. Imagine going out to a gourmet restaurant every night for a month and feasting on great meals and luscious desserts. This is pleasure. But look at yourself in the mirror after that month and I don’t think you will be so joyous. As joy is much deeper, it is being deeply satisfied with an accomplishment. If instead, you had put together a serious program, of eating healthy and fitness – and worked on it for 6 months – you would actually feel the joy of accomplishment and joy of where you are at. Pleasure generally requires no effort. Joy on the other hand, has an aspect of pleasure, but its core existence is connected to working hard and succeeding at something. Joy is seeing your children graduate college or moving into a new home. Joy is the feeling after you have learned a new language or have elevated yours

A Different Hue
" A Different Hue " As I embark to a moonlit night Once again my soul takes flight To worlds unknown To realms unshown You think you 've seen it all As you stare into your crystal ball So much more I could show to you Come with me to a different hue No limitations inside of you As you experience things in a different hue Toss away the rose colored glasses Step away from the masses Embrace infinity Evolve from your sanity Loose the limits of humanity Escape from vanity Come with me to worlds undescribable No more limits to hold you liable No more need for reality Terms like these are such a falability Don't let society crystalize your mind Don't let their limits drive you blind Don't let limitations control your life No longer bothered by such useless strife No longer limited by what seems plausible No longer bound by what's unresolvable Anything is possible the truth resounds No longe

Diffrent Kinds Of Kissing
The Straight Kiss However frivolous might the straight kiss seem. It is by all means, a refined demonstration of affection, expressed in the Kama Sutra. There can be as important as all other variations and sometimes should it express burning passion even more passionately. The lovers in this kissing technique, will tilt their heads slightly forward so that their lips can directly touch. Because of its angulation their tongues won't come into play, the couple nonetheless should seize advantage of the facial contact it subtlety provides. In employing the straight kiss at the preliminaries of the initial contacts, couples will likely to heighten desire and libido in love-making. The Bent Kiss The bent kiss is as familiar for us westerners as bread and butter. Being as natural a way as casual in all themes kissing, enabling both lovers an intense and direct contact essentially. Most of all, the contact of tongues should bring out in both lovers demonstration of reassurance.

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Different Worlds Feelings are only the beginning There is so much more We are so different Too different For this to be what either of us needs Maybe I expect too much And maybe you expect too little Too many mistakes have already been made Too many to count So let “Us” not be a mistake But be a memory We will always remember

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I used to say I just wanted someone normal. And I thought I was normal. I think I was wrong. Normal today just doesn't seem to be someone I can understand. The things important to me... what I believe in.. how I think... it is all too different. I expect too much from people. It confuses me. I don't fit in. Some days I want to run.. but where would it be different? I guess I am just different... odd?... abnormal?

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A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, "Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like." The Lord led the holy man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water. The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly. They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms and each of them found it possible to reach into the pot of stew, and take a spoonful, but because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoon back into their mouths. The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. The Lord said, "You have seen Hell." They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large po

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A Different Kind Of Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a M

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Being a parent changes everything. But being a parent also changes with each baby. Here are some of the ways having a second and third child is different from having your first. Your Clothes 1st baby: You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy. 2nd baby: You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible. 3rd baby: Your maternity clothes ARE your regular clothes. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Preparing for the Birth 1st baby: You practice your breathing religiously. 2nd baby: You don't bother practicing because you remember that last time, breathing didn't do a thing. 3rd baby: You ask for an epidural in your 8th month. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The Layette 1st baby: You pre-wash your newborn's clothes, color-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau. 2nd baby: You check

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HEAVY METAL The protagonist arrives on a Harley, kills the dragon, drinks a few beers, and bones the princess. POWER METAL The protagonist arrives riding a white unicorn, escapes from the dragon, saves the princess and makes love to her in an enchanted forest. THRASH METAL The protagonist arrives, fights the dragon, saves the princess and fucks her. FOLK METAL The protagonist arrives with some friends playing accordions, violins, flutes and many more weird instruments. The dragon falls asleep (because of all the dancing). Then they all leave...without the princess. VIKING METAL The protagonist arrives in a ship, kills the dragon with his mighty axe, skins the dragon and eats it, rapes the princess to death, steals her belongings, and burns the castle before leaving. DEATH METAL The protagonist arrives, kills the dragon, fucks the princess and kills her, then leaves. BLACK METAL The protagonist arrives at midnight, kills the dragon and impales it in

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A Different Kind of Love My hands, my mouth, my eyes... Can never describe my love... Not even god himself... Can portray what i hold and conserve... My hands can write all the words describing my love... That i need to let out and express... Yet my hands aren't worthy of... Expressing the wrods i need to confess... My mouth can speak of all the words describing my love... That i need to let out and tell... Yet not even my mouth is worthy enough... To tell the true words for you i shell... My eyes can display of all the words describing my love... That i need to let out and show... Yet not even my eyes are worthy enough... To show the words i need to for you to know... Although god is worthy for my words of love... And he is the creator of our thoughts and destiny... Because i have felt and made a different kind of love... No one can understand or describle it but me...

Different Types Of Sex
Social Security Sex... Two men were talking. "so how's your sex life?" "oh nothing special. I'm having Social Security Sex." Social Security Sex? "Yeah, you know: I get a little each month, but not enough to live on. Loud Sex... A wife went in to see the therapist and said, "Ive got a big problem, doctor. Everytime were in bed and my husnabd climaxes, he lets out this ear splitting yell. "My dear, the shrink said" "thats completely natural. I don't see what the problem is." The problem is, "she complained, It wakes me up!" Quiet Sex... Tired of listless sex life,the man came right out and asked his wife during a recent lovemaking session, "how come you never tell me when you have an orgasm?" She glanced at him casually and replied, "You're never home!" Confounded Sex... A man was in a terrible accident, and his "manhood" was mangled was torn from his body. His doctor assured him that modern medicine could give him back his manhood, but that his insurance wouldnt cover the su

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Thanx Wims, I love doing these (as long as it is not written by a 15 year old!) Different, original, cool, new "About Me" Basic Info Name: Cynthia (CinDee) Age: 34 Race: Whiter than white (Amen Sister!) Sexual Preference: Bi / straight preference Religion: Wiccan Birthday: 11/21/72 (Last Day of Scorpio Baby!) Shoe Size: 10 Hair Color: Dark Brown Eye color: Pale Blue Gray State you currently live in: Pennsylvania Favorites! Color: Crimson Red, Emerald Green and a new found love for all shades of Pink. Type of Vegetable: Lettuce or Green Beans Song: Right now - Feels Like Tonight by Daughtry; All time - I Melt With You by Modern English TV Channel: A & E, Court TV, Discovery and History Radio Station: When I listen to the radio, 105.9 the X Animal: Pussy Cats Day of the Week: Saturday Shoes you own: My Go-Go Boots (Not the torture vinyl ankle boots I wore last Saturday, that's for sure!) Cell Phone/ Pla

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An Esbat is a gathering under a full moon to work and celebrate. There are at least twelve full moons a year and sometimes thirteen. Each moon has a specific type of magic and rituals that it favors. January: The Wolf Moon •Rituals for independence, good fortune, and changes in luck. •Rituals for protection in and around the home. •Rituals for divining the future and for happiness in years to come. February: The Storm Moon •Rituals for protection against poverty. •Rituals for harmony, strengthening existing relationships, and for better communication. •Rituals for re dedication of purpose and strengthening mind and memory. •Rituals for travelers and animals. •Rituals for love and heart matters. March: The Chaste Moon •Rituals for freedom and new beginnings. •Rituals for good judgment and positive action. •Rituals for banishing sickness, despair, and bad luck. •Rituals for fertility, abundance, and growth. •Rituals for children, flowers, and life force. •Rituals f

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I knew with I started this job the day would come that I would have to handle a death investigation involving a child or adolescent individual. Well today was that day. I got the call this afternoon of a 3yo girl involved in a serious accident. On my way there, I was working myself into the call. I know I give off the persona of this gruff take it on the cuff guy that never lets things get to him... well today got to me. I will get passed this, don't worry about me... I just need some time! A message I have for anyone that reads this... DON'T take your kids for granted... HUG THEM every chance you get!!! You just never know when an accident is going to happen.

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This contest I just joined is just a tad different, here is what I need you to do..... This contest is based on total # of POINTS not JUST comments on their own. you comment bomb make sure to rate you too. No matter if your rated 1 or 11 it's still worth 4 pts each. So like, comment and rate, you can rate lower and it will let you re-rate, and then rate again for higher....come on you guys and girls, all of you are so special, I will do anything I can to help you guys win, when you do a contest....Here is the link to get the comments done.....Just copy and paste the following link into your browser, and comment bomb, comment bomb..... (ps...even if ou can't comment bomb, jsut stop by and at least leave one comment or two on the picture, I think it will be worth your time. http://cherrytap.com/viewimage.php?u=391094&i=3130256568

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This is equipment i have been driving for the fire company that i have been running with the last 7 years and have a blast help the community of Conowingo Maryland, and also the surround areas the area of Port Depoist where the Main Station is located on the Susquehanna River that runs from the upper east coast of the united states to the mouth of the Cheaspeake bay.

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

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Like an angel Falling from heaven She wrapped Her mini skirt Around my thigh Said she wanted to Meet me From the time she Saw me walk in Which was an Hour Before she got To the bar I knew you would Show up here Eventually She whispered in My ear Kissed my cheek And moved away She came back With another beer Told me to get Comfortable It was gonna be A long ride Turns out She went to church And loved her Jesus But was not captive To her faith She never allowed Her morals To interfere with Our pleasure Praised for My gift to sin A talent she did not Take For granted The once innocent Angel Saw thru me too Seeds of intrigue Are planted

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Diffrences
I had to write this one in Sociology one year, but it's still not bad. Shoved away pushed out Nobody really cares Skin Colors diffrent that's what's wrong They give me no real chance Looked at weirdly all becuase of a color what's wrong with being diffrent? Blamed and shamed my religion is mine why do they care? I don't want to force them into it descriminated for what? A minor diffrence? I don't see why I'm wrong, but apparently they do because they won't give me a chance

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Easy is to get a place is someone's address book. Difficult is to get a place in someone's heart. Easy is to judge the mistakes of others Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes Easy is to talk without thinking Difficult is to refrain the tongue Easy is to hurt someone who loves us. Difficult is to heal the wound... Easy is to forgive others Difficult is to ask for forgiveness Easy is to set rules. Difficult is to follow them... Easy is to dream every night. Difficult is to fight for a dream... Easy is to show victory. Difficult is to assume defeat with dignity... Easy is to admire a full moon. Difficult to see the other side... Easy is to stumble with a stone. Difficult is to get up... Easy is to enjoy life every day. Difficult to give its real value... Easy is to pray every night. Difficult is to find God in small things... Easy is to promise something to someone. Difficult is to fulfill that promise... Easy is to say we love. D

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So I graduated Highschool almost 10 years ago. I am no longer a highschool student, so why do so many people I graduated with still act like this is highschool? There are these girls that say what they want, and have different rules for everyone. They can say racist things, but god for bid you make a comment about something they don't like you are immediately shunned, and are now an outcast. I feel at 27, 28, 29, and 30 we should act our age. Be happy with your life as pathetic at it might be, be happy. Love your children, be a good model to them. Teach them how good people can make a difference in this world. Teach them that with a little change in who you are you can be that amazing person. Your hatred for yourself does not have to be carried over to others. Be happy for people who lose weight even though your fat ass can't. Be happy for people who don't need to drink to feel numb, forget why they hate life, because frankly I don't. I love my life at this point. I am tea

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THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BLS FRIENDS and FRIENDS FRIENDS: Tell you not to do something stupid when drunk BLS friends: Will post 360 degree security so you dont get caught --------------------------------------------------------- FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs BLS friends: Call your parents drunk as hell and tell them about the fat chick we all had to fuck. -------------------------------------------------------------------- FRIENDS: Hope the night out drinking goes smoothly, and hope that no one is late for the ride home. BLS friends: Know some wild shit will happen, and set up rally points and an E & E route. --------------------------------------------------------------- FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. BLS friends: Will be sitting next to you saying, Damn...that shit was fun " ------------------------------------------------------ FRIENDS: Cry with you. BLS friends: laugh at you --------------------------

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LUV THE PERS0N Y0U LUV. THEY ARE THE 0NE THAT Y0U LUV T0 H0LD HANDS WiTH. THE PERS0N THAT GiVES Y0U BUTTERFLiES WHEN THEY CALL. THE PERS0N THAT Y0U LUV T0 HANG 0UT WiTH. THE PERS0N Y0U L0VE T0 KiSS. THE PERS0N Y0U MiSS BECAUSE THEY MiSS Y0U T00. THE PERS0N WH0 Y0U HUG JUS T0 SMELL THEiR C0L0GNE. THE PERS0N Y0U MAKE AN "iDEAL" C0UPLE WiTH. THE PERS0N Y0UR SCARED T0 FALL F0R CAUSE U D0NT WANNA GET HURT. L0VE THE PERS0N Y0U L0VE. THEY ARE THE 0NE F0R Y0U. THE PERS0N THAT L00KS STRAiGHT iNT0 Y0UR EYES AND Y0UR HEART MELTS. THE PERS0N THAT Y0U WANT T0 BE WiTH F0R THE REST 0F Y0UR LiFE. THE PERS0N THAT Y0U WiSH Y0U C0ULD SPEND EVERY MiNUTE WiTH. THE PERS0N Y0U START T0 MiSS THE MiNUTE THEY LEAVE Y0UR ARMS. AND WHEN Y0UR iN THEiR ARMS iTS THE BEST FEELiNG iN THE W0RLD AND THE SAFEST PLACE T0 BE. CAUSE WHEN THEiR ARMS ARE RAPPED AR0UND Y0U TiGHT THEiR ARE N0 0THER PR0BLEMS iN THE W0RLD. T0 Y0U THEiR FLAWS ARE iNViSiBLE CAUSE iN Y0UR EYES THEY TRULY ARE PERFECT. THE PERS0N THAT Y0U TH

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No matter what happens in life, one thing is certain... people are bound to disappoint me. I can put my faith in very few... and when someone says they'll do something, then refuses and rubs it in my face, I take it to heart. That is what trust is... the belief a person will keep to their word. Liars... I have no use for in my life. I've steadily been getting better about lying with every breath. The other night I made a mix CD specifically because people have been steadily letting me down lately, and I know I've let some down myself. I cannot be sorry for it. I am a greedy person in many ways. I will NOT sacrifice who and what I am, as well as who and what I want to become. Those who ask me to will recieve nothing from a friendship or relationship with me. I don't ask people to change unless they want to change. If you come to me and say you wish to change a part of you, I'll do everything in my power to help you. I, however, cannot save you. The power to change m

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A man is showering up in a locker room with his buddy when he notices his friend is very well endowed. "Damn Bob, you're hung!" Jim exclaims. "I wasn't always this impressive, I had to work for it." "What do you mean?" Jim asked. "Well, every day for the past two years I've spent an hour each night rubbing it with butter. I know it sounds crazy but it actually made it grow 4 inches! You should try it." Jim agrees and the two say good bye. A few months later the two are in the same locker room and Bob asks Jim how his situation was. Jim replied, "I did what you said, Bob, but I've actually gotten smaller! - I lost two inches already!" "Did you do everything I told you? An hour each day with butter?" "Well, I was out of butter, so I've been using Crisco." "Crisco?!?" Bob exclaimed. "Dammit, Jim, Crisco's shortening!!!!" You gotta follow the recipe!

The Differences In Prayer
Female Prayer Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man, who's not a creep, One who's handsome, smart and strong One who loves to listen long, One who thinks before he speaks, One who'll call, not wait for weeks. I pray he's gainfully employed, When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed. Pulls out my chair and opens my door, Massages my back and begs to do more. Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind, Knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?" I pray that this man will love me to no end, And always be my best friend. Amen. MALE PRAYER I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs who owns a liquor store and a bass boat. This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit. Amen

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Difficult truths When the truth hurts, it is tempting to ignore it or to deny it. Yet when the truth hurts is precisely the time when it's most important to pay attention to what that truth says. A real friend is someone who has the courage to speak truthfully to you, even though that truth may be painful to hear. For by knowing and acknowledging the reality of a situation, you can begin to successfully deal with it. When the truth hurts, it can indeed be painful. Yet if you will listen carefully, you'll gain the wisdom to avoid even more pain and to move positively forward. When you encounter a truth that is painful to hear, that pain is doing you a favor. It is providing you with an opportunity to make a change for the better. Take that opportunity and run with it. Be thankful that a difficult and valuable truth has succeeded in getting your attention. In the difficult truths you will find much power. Though the truth may hurt for a moment, in the long run i

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FAKE FRiENDS: Never ask for food.. ... REAl FRiENDS: are the reason you have no food.. . . FAKE FRiENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs... . REAl FRiENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM .... FAKE FRiENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. .... REAl FRiENDS: Would sit next to you sayin "Damn ... we fucked up ... but that shit was fun!"..... FAKE FRiENDS: never seen you cry.... . REAl FRiENDS: cry with you . ... FAKE FRiENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back... . REAl FRiENDS: keep your shit so long they forget its yours... .. FAKE FRiENDS: know a few things about you... .. REAl FRiENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you... .. FAKE FRiENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.... . REAl FRiENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you... .. FAKE FRiENDS: Would knock on your front door.. ... REAl FRiENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!" .... FAKE FRiENDS: Are

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The Difference Between Men & Women By Humor Columnist Dave Berry Let's say a guy named Roger is attracted to a woman named Elaine. He asks her out to a movie; she accepts; they have a pretty good time. A few nights later he asks her out to dinner, and again they enjoy themselves. They continue to see each other regularly, and after a while neither one of them is seeing anybody else. And then, one evening when they're driving home, a thought occurs to Elaine, and, without really thinking, she says it aloud: "Do you realize that, as of tonight, we've been seeing each other for exactly six months?" And then there is silence in the car. To Elaine, it seems like a very loud silence. She thinks to herself: gee, I wonder if it bothers him that I said that. Maybe he's been feeling confined by our relationship; maybe he thinks I'm trying to push him into some kind of obligation that he doesn't want, or isn't sure of. And Roger is thinking: gosh. Six months? And Elaine is thin

The Different Roads
SOMETIMES THERE ARE DIFFERENT ROADS WE TRAVEL, SOMETIMES THE ROAD IS AS SMOOTH AS A STONE, OTHER TIMES THE ROAD WE ARE ON IS BROKEN, & UNEVEN, ON THESE ROADS WE CHOOSE WE ANNOT GO BACK TO WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN, AND SELDOMLY WE GET GET LOST TIL WE FIND OUR WAY, SOMETIMES IT SEEMS WE TRAVEL THE SAME PATHS, AND OUR ROADS AREN'T ALWAYS STRAIGHT, THEY BEND AND THEY TWIST AND CURVE, SOMETIMES THERE MAYBE A FORK IN OUR ROAD, OR MULTIPLE FORKS IN OUR ROAD, WHICH WAY SHALL WE GO??? AND IF LIFE THE DIFFERENT ROADS PEOPLE CROSS, AND PEOPLE WE THOUGHT HAD GOT LOST ALONG THE WAY, MEET UP AGAIN,AND SOMETIMES WE MEET SOME NICE AND INTRESTING PEOPLE,ALONG OUR ROAD, I FOUND YOU AGAIN, ALONG THIS ROAD, & THANK GOD,THAT I DID,---FOR,"I LOVE YOU." Rascal Flatts Videos | Music Video Codes | Denver Relocation

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1. No matter how much whiskey you've had, you can still Fish. 2. A limp rod is still useful while Fishing. 3. You don't have to hide your Fishing magazines. 4. It is perfectly acceptable to pay a professional to Fish with you once in a while. 5. The Ten Commandments don't say anything against Fishing. 6. If your partner takes pictures or videotapes of you Fishing, you don't have to worry about them showing up on the Internet if you become famous. 7. Your Fishing partner doesn't get upset about people you Fished with long ago. 8. It's perfectly respectable to Fish with a total stranger. 9. When you see a really good Fishing person, you don't have to feel guilty about imagining the two of you Fishing together. 10. If your regular Fishing partner isn't available, he/she won't object if you Fish with someone else. 11. Nobody will ever tell you that you will go blind if you Fish by yourself. 12. When dealing with a Fishing pro, you never have to wonder if they are real

Differance
____________ ________ You stay up for 16 hours He stays up for days on end. ____________ _________ ____ You take a warm shower to help you wake up. He goes days or weeks without running water. ____________ _________ _____ You complain of a "headache", and call in sick. He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward. ____________ _________ _____ You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends. He still fights for your right to wear that shirt. ____________ _________ _____ You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket. He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags. ____________ _________ _____ You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you. He knows he may not see some of his buddies again. ____________ _________ _____ You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.

Diffuser - I Wonder
And I wonder if you ever think about me anymore, And I wonder if you ever think about me when your bored, And I wonder if you ever think about me when you're hangin' in New York And I wonder if you still think Bono writes his songs for you, And I wonder if the reasons why you left me were untrue, And I wonder if you give him more excuses from the ones I got from you Because... Girl you mean So much to me I wish that we.. Could start it over, start it over I don't need your sympathy or apologies Still I'm staring in my coffee cup it’s six A.M. And I cannot give.. up And I wonder if you're happy or just glad to see me scarred, Did my drunk compelled confessions sobered up completing hard I am bending over backwards to get close to you but still I feel so far Because... Girl you mean So much to me I wish that we.. Could start it over, start it over I don't need your sympathy or apologies Still I'm staring in my coffe cup at six am And I cannot give.. up

Differences In Men And Women
The Differences in Men And Women NICKNAMES: If Gloria, Suzanne, Debra and Michelle go out for lunch, they will call each other Gloria, Suzanne, Debra and Michelle. But if Mike, Phil, Rob and Jack go out for a brewsky, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Schmegma, Peanut-Head and Useless. DINING OUT: And when the check comes, Mike, Phil, Rob and Jack will each throw in $20 bills, even though it's only for $22.50. None of them will have anything smaller, and none will actually admit they want change back. When the girls get their check, out come the pocket calculators. BATHROOMS: A man has six items in his bathroom -- a toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a bar of Dial soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn. The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these items. GROCERIES: A woman makes a list of things she needs and then goes out to the store and buys these things. A man waits

The Difference Between A Pic And A Thumbnail
A pic is much larger. You can usually make out the details of a persons face and see what they really look like in a pic. A thumbnail is tiny... usually about an inch high and 1/2 to 3/5 of an inch wide. It is an icon that is meant to represent a pic, not the pic itself.

20 Different Ways To Say It!!!!
LOVE U!! (ENGLiiSH) I LOVE YOU (POLiiSH) JA KOCHAM CiiEBiiE (FRENCH) JE T'AiiME (HiiNDii) HUM TUMHE PYAR KARTE HAE (CZECH) MiiLUJii TE (SLOVAKiiAN) LU'BiiM TA (iiTALIAN) Tii AMO (UKRAiiNiiAN) YA TEBE KAHAYU (RUSSiiAN) YA TEBYA LYUBLYU (GERMAN) iiSH LiiBE DiiSH (CHiiNESE) WO Aii Nii (GREEK) S'AGAPO (HAWAiiAN) ALOHA WAU iiA Oii (LiiTHUiiANiiAN) TAV MYLiiU (KOREAN) SA RANG HAE YO (JAPANESE) Aii SHii TE RU (ROMANiiAN) TE UBSEC (BOSNiiAN) VOLiiM TE (ALBANiiAN) TE DUA (FiiLiiPiiNO) MAHAL KiiTA (SPANiiSH) TE AMO (ViiETNAMESE) ANH YEU EM OR EM YEU ANH I CAN SAY ii LOVE YOU iiN 20 DiiFFERENT LANGUAGES!!!

The Difference
I was torn in two by what I thought was love lost in the not so distant past. (okay I know a little melodramatic) I had a long distance love affair with a soldier in Iraq. It was intense and passionate and I thought it could be more. More what? Just more.. I am a realist but I was thinking when he got home we would date and see about the rest. Obviously it did not work or I wouldn't be blogging about it lol. I am not gonna get into the details cause it really doesn't matter how it ended. The fact is it did and it hurt but it made me realize a couple things. 1. I am a strong woman ( although there were a couple nights with Jose Cuervo that I would like to forget lol) 2. The love I thought we shared was not healthy. I am not saying the feeling weren't real. It just was too much too soon and the whole relationship began to consume who I am. Bottom line.. the realtionship was never meant to be. So now I am getting close to a man who has been a friend and confidant. We can talk about any

The Difficulties In Being Supes !
Superman was feelin horney one day and need a scr*w desperately..... He couldn't find anyone, so he checked out for some advise with his friend Batman, who had solid connections.... He recommended, Wonder Woman... whom he felt was the best in the business.... Supes rushed to meet Wonder Woman....only to find her lying starkers in the field... He rushed down did his thing.... and flew off satisfied What he didn't know was that.. Wonder Woman was having a go with the Invisible man..... When they were through ... Supergirl asked the Inviz Man...how it was.... he said he couldn't ask for better.... but, But what ?? He just couldn't explain the pain in his back !

Different Sex Positions...
Different sex positions... Ken and Barbie style - Neither partner is allowed to bend at the elbows or knees. Doggie style - The man attempts to do the impossible. Froggie style - Male and female partners in large spa. Male attempts to fertilise female using only the water as a transmission medium. For couples who don’t like each other much any more. Fish style - same as Froggie style, but neither partner may use their arms or legs. Mummy and Daddy Love Each Other Very Much, And Hug Each Other in A Special Way style - The only position in this list you won’t be embarrassed to tell the kids about when they're five. Style style - Sex with a Vogue Living editor. Crouch position - Each partner crouches down on the ground, then simultaneously leaps up, and attempts to couple whilst in mid-air. Couch position - Same as the crouch position, but starting at opposite ends of the living room couch. Ouch position - Usual outcome of the crouch position. Lazy Susan sty

Difference Between A Rep, And Dem.
Subject: Difference between a Republican and a Democrat Fred Thompson and Hillary Clinton were walking down the street when they came to a homeless person. Fred, the Republican gave the homeless person his business card and told him to come to his office for a job. He then took $20 out of his pocket and gave it to the homeless person. Hillary the Democrat was very impressed, so when they came to another homeless person, she decided to help. She walked over to the homeless person and gave him directions to the welfare office. She then reached into Thompson's pocket and got out $20. She kept $15 for administrative fees and gave the homeless person $5. Now, do you understand the difference?

Differences
What a difference being out of the house makes! I feel so much better today. I'm still jobless but I think I may have stumbled across something today so fingers crossed :) I've spent the last couple of days worrying about not having a job and being generally tetchy because I don't have one and feel like I'm wasting all my time n stuff. I've kinda left myself stuck in the house. However, yesterday I went and joined a gym. I decided that even if I do have to be temporarily unemployed I'm gonna make something happen out of it! So, I went today (brought one of the girls with me and then she joined) had a bit of a workout and then a swim and I felt soooo much better for it! Then weheaded into town to get a birthday present for one of the girls. Because I was pretty busy all day, I had no time to worry and fret so it was great! My weekend appears to be panning out pretty well too...Heading out with himself tomorrow night n then staying in his so we can have a lie in on Saturday (sta

A Difficult Goodbye
We shared... laughs of joy, moments of pain, tears of happiness! We earned... care, understanding, as well as a place, in the heart of one another! We talked... about our dreams, about being best friends for life, just about everything imaginable! When in trouble... you helped with all your strength, strength from your love, love from your warm heart! When asked why... you simply smiled, you questioned back" What are friends for?" We walked right beside each other as we felt a friendly breeze, one that I shall never forget! No matter where you'll be, you'll always be in my heart, just promise me that I'll be in yours! You are an angel, who walked into my life! I would hate to say goodbye because it seems too soon But then again we never will since a part of us are always with each other. I will be with you soon my Dear, Dear Friend. Just wait for me where we would go down by the Railroad tracks, at that little bridge. Where we w

The Diffrence One Letter Can Make!
Monastery Life A young monk arrives at the monastery. He is assigned to helping the other monks in copying the old canons and laws of the church by hand. He notices, however, that all of the monks are copying from copies, not from the original manuscript. So, the new monk goes to the head abbot to question this, pointing out that if someone made even a small error in the first copy, it would never be picked up! In fact, that error would be continued in all of the subsequent copies. The head monk, says, "We have been copying from the copies for centuries, but you make a good point, my son." He goes down into the dark caves underneath the monastery where the original manuscripts are held as archives in a locked vault that hasn't been opened for hundreds of years. Hours go by and nobody sees the old abbot. So, the young monk gets worried and goes down to look for him. He sees him banging his head against the wall and

Difficult Subject...
This is in reference to questions and comments I have encountered... It also keeps me from feeling repetitious... Any person who chooses to move or visit a land with a different tongue, I also believe should learn the language. (Especially if you plan to work, raise a family and gain citizenship) I agree that heritage, spirituality, etc should not be forced upon anyone. Land of the free, home of the brave... it's astonishing how many come to the US wanting our freedoms only to warp our own words against us in an effort to change that which they came for. Humans, we are our own worst enemies...

A Different Kind Of Pain
Artist: Cold Song: A Different Kind Of Pain Album: A Different Kind Of Pain before i let you go give me just one more night to show you just how i feel i lost all my control if it takes my whole damnned life i'll make this up to you im kinda like the waves that roll their whole life towards somewhere crashing it on the shore thats blown in by the wind that carries the clouds to hide my wish on a fallen star a differnt kind of pain, is someone there to hold you is someone there to take you away from me i tried to let you go i wish i could turn back time and show you just how i feel i needed you to know if it takes my whole damned life i'll make this up to you before you let me go, i needed you to know

Different Opinion............
Let's say I break into your house A lady wrote the best letter in the Editorials in ages!!! It explains things better than all the baloney you hear on TV. Her point: Recently large demonstrations have taken place across the country protesting the fact that Congress is finally addressing the issue of illegal immigration. Certain people are angry that the US might protect its own borders, might make it harder to sneak into this country and, once here, to stay indefinitely. Let me see if I correctly understand the thinking behind these protests. Let's say I break into your house. Let's say that when you discover me in your house, you insist that I leave. But I say, "I've made all the beds and washed the dishes and did the laundry and swept the floors. I've done all the things you don't like to do. I'm hard-working and honest (except for when I broke into your house). According to the protesters: You are Require

Different Curcumstances
Under different circumstances We wouldn’t be having this conversation Under different circumstances You wouldn’t have all this aggravation Under different circumstances There wouldn’t be tears flowing Under different circumstances Only that bright smile would be showing Under different circumstances You would be with me instead of him But these aren’t different circumstances And the cycle starts all over again Moments like this make me wish for Different circumstances

The Difference Between "hispanic" And "latino"
Alright folks, lets get this right. "Hispanic" people come from Spain, Portugal, and any Spanish speaking country in Europe...basically Spain and Portugal (even though they speak Portuguese) "Latino" is any people coming from Latin America. I think I recently told somebody this, only backwards...my bad. Just clarifying!

A Different Kind Of Funeral
A woman was leaving a convenience store with her morning coffee when she noticed a most unusual funeral procession approaching the nearby cemetery. A long black hearse was followed by a second long black hearse about 50 feet behind the first one. Behind the second hearse was a solitary woman walking a pit bull on a leash. Behind her, a short distance back, were about 200 women walking single file. The woman couldn't stand her curiosity. She respectfully approached the woman walking the dog and said, "I am so sorry for your loss, and I know now is a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this. Whose funeral is it?""My husband's.""What happened to him?"The woman replied, "My dog attacked and killed him." She inquired further, "Well, who is in the second hearse?"The woman answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my husband when the dog turned on her." A poignant and thoughtful moment of silence passed between the two women."Can I borrow the dog?

Differences
What is the difference between men and women? 1 1. A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. A successful woman is one who can find such a man. 2. Men wake up as good-looking as when they went to bed. Women somehow deteriorate during the night. 3. A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he wants. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't want. 4. A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't. A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does. 5. There are two times when a man doesn't understand a woman- before and after marriage. 6. A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband. A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife. 7. To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little. To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all. 8. Any married man should forget his mistakes. There's no use in two people rem

Different?
How are we so "different"? If "different" is just a thing. If we all have certain features, What does "different" bring? People filled with hatred, Can't possibly see, That there's not really "differences" Between you and me. Looks can't show "difference", If they're just there to be seen. If you don't look like someone else, Why are they so mean? If being "different" is what is wrong, I'd rather not be right. And I'd want to finish living, Doing the "different" fight. © MIKA

Different Types Of Panties...
Bikinis. The bikini panty is the most popular type of panty. Thongs. Racy and sometimes titillating, and propelled to popular heights,and also a type of panty designed to hide panty lines where the back goes in between the woman's butt cheeks. String Bikini . Similar to bikini cut panties, but instead of a thin hip grip, they have a small string, Boy shorts. Boy shorts are a new style of undergarments and are quickly edging close to bikinis. Briefs. Briefs are also known as granny panties. N0 Panties. People wearing nothing underneath is also a popular favorite. What about you? What is your panty type?

The Difference
A lawyer runs a stop sign in North Dakota and gets pulled over by a sheriff's deputy. He believes he is smarter than the deputy because he is a lawyer from New York, and is certain he has a better education than any cop from North Dakota. He decides to prove this to himself and have some fun at the deputy's expense! Deputy: "License and registration, please." Lawyer: "What for?" Deputy: "You didn't come to a complete stop at the stop sign." Lawyer: "I slowed down, and no one was coming." Deputy: "You still didn't come to a complete stop. License and registration, please." Lawyer: "What's the difference?" Deputy: "The difference is you have to come to a complete stop, that's the law. License and registration, please!" Lawyer: "If you can show me the legal difference between slow down and stop, I'll give you my license and registration, and you give me the ticket. If not, you let me go and don't give me the ticket." Deputy: "Soun

The Difference Between Friends And The Friend List
What really pisses me off on CT is, that people still dont get the difference between friends and the friendlist. Just cause someone adds you to their list, doest makes you a friend. On the contrary. usually it just makes you a name on a list, together with a frew 100 or 1000 others. You will probably never talk the person who added you, so how can they call that a friends list? What's even worse, is if people, like SLADE (owner of the 1000 different lounges)feel offended for asking why they want to add you. I want to make friends and since I'm not on here since yesterday, I know how it works. A friend is someone you talk to. Someone you get to know. Not someone who has you on your list and rated you a stupid 11. Honestly in my opinion, the more rates you get, the less you are a friend. I got a hug from someone I dont know. I thought it was really sweet of him and much better then any 11 someone could give me. It was a really nice gesture from this guy. THAT's what

The Difference
ok i find that there is a difference between being beautiful and sexy...i have been told all the time that i was sexy but i have never been told honestly that i was beautiful.. and almost everyone can be sexy but only a chosen few can be beautiful...all i wanna do is be beautifukl and love unconditonally and i want soemone thats not gunna call me a slut and a whore....is that to much to ask?

Different Drummers
If I do not want what you want, please try not to tell me that my want is wrong. Or if I believe other than you, at least, pause before you correct my view. Or if my emotion is less than yours, or more, given the same circumstances, try not to ask me to feel more strongly or weakly. If you will allow me any of my own wants, or emotions, or beliefs, or actions, then you open yourself, so that some day these ways of mine might not seem so wrong, and might finally appear to you as right - for me. To put up with me is the first step to understanding me. Not that you embrace my ways as right for you, but that you are no longer irritated or disappointed with me for my seeming waywardness. And in understanding me you might come to prize my differences from you, and , far from seeking to change me, preserve and even nurture those differences.....

The Difference Between Men And Women. Lol
It's not difficult to Make a woman happy. A man only needs to be: 1. a friend 2. a companion 3. a lover 4. a brother 5. a father 6. a master 7. a chef 8. an electrician 9. a carpenter 10. a plumber 11. a mechanic 12. a decorator 13. a stylist 14. a sexologist 15. a gynecologist 16. a psychologist 17. a pest exterminator 18. a psychiatrist 19. a healer 20. a good listener 21. an organizer 22. a good father 23. very clean 24. sympathetic 25. athletic 26. warm 27. attentive 28. gallant 29. intelligent 30. funny 31. creative 32. tender 33. strong 34. understanding 35. tolerant 36. prudent 37. ambitious 38. capable 39. courageous 40. determined 41. true 42. dependable 43. passionate 44. compassionate WITHOUT FORGETTING TO: 45. give her compliments regularly 46. love shopping 47. be honest 4

Difference Between North And South Football
All You YANKEES take note of this, this is how it is down south here, and you really need to get with the times. Ya see here I have outlined a few things that you 'need to know' in order to have a successful game. So read and take note. And all you SOUTHERN football fans, HELL YEAH! Planning for the fall football season in the South is radically different than up North. For those who are planning a football trip South, here are some helpful hints to explain those differences. Women's Accessories: NORTH: ChapStick in back pocket and a $20 bill in the front pocket. SOUTH: Louis Vuitton duffel with two lipsticks, waterproof mascara, and a fifth of bourbon. Money not necessary - that's what dates are for. Stadium Size: NORTH: College football stadiums hold 20,000 people. SOUTH: High school football stadiums hold 20,000 people. Fathers: NORTH: Expect their daughters to understand Sylvia Plath. SOUTH: Expect their daughters to understand pass interference.

The Difference Between Potential And Reality
A teenager comes home from school with a writing assignment. He asks his father for help. "Dad, can you tell me the difference between potential and reality?" His father looks up, thoughtfully, and then says, "I'll display it to you. Go ask your mother if she would give Robert Redford a blowjob and swallow his cum for a million dollars. Then go ask your sister if she would give Brad Pitt a blowjob with a sticky facial for a million dollars. Then come back and tell me what you've learned." The kid is puzzled, but he decides to see if he can figure out what his father means. He asks his mother, "Mom, if someone gave you a million dollars, would you give Robert Redford a blowjob and swallow his cum?" His mother looks around slyly, and then with a little smile on her face says, "Don't tell your father, but, yes, I would." Then he goes to his sisters room and asks her, "Sis, if someone gave you a million dollars, would you give Brad Pitt a blowjob and let him cum on your face?" His

The Difference...
[T]he difference between left and right of center...originated in the French parliament. The people left of center were liberals; the people right of center were conservatives. Broadly speaking. And generally speaking, people on...the right of center, are interested in property values, property, property rights. The rights and the rights of property. And generally speaking again – it's all generalized – the left-of-center people are more concerned with humans and human beings and human concerns; to the care of humans, not the care and worry about property rights. That's generally been true. And Bush is pushing this country farther down the hill, faster than anyone has before. -George Carlin

A Different Corner
Id say love was a magical thing Id say love would keep us from pain Had I been there, had I been there I would promise you all of my life But to lose you would cut like a knife So I dont dare, no I dont dare cause Ive never come close in all of these years You are the only one to stop my tears And Im so scared, Im so scared Take me back in time maybe I can forget Turn a different corner and we never would have met Would you care I dont understand it, for you its a breeze Little by little youve brought me to my knees Dont you care No Ive never come close in all of these years You are the only one to stop my tears Im so scared of this love And if all that there is, is this fear of being used I should go back to being lonely and confused If I could, I would, I swear

Difference Between Women And Men
Difference Between Women And Men 1. NAMES If Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara go out for lunch, they will call each other Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara. If Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla, Peanut-Head and Scrappy. 2. EATING OUT When the bill arrives, Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom will each throw in a $20 , even though it's only for $32.50. None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want change back. When the women get their bill, out come the pocket calculators. 3. MONEY A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need, but it's on sale. 4. BATHROOMS A man has five items in his bathroom: a toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from the Marriott. The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337. A man would not be able to identify most of these it

Difference Between Submission And Being A Slave,,,
A submissive - 'submits through negotiations for a limited time period'. A slave - 'surrenders wholly and unconditionally'. The difference between the two may seem insignificant -but it is as vast as black and white. It is not the action, but the attitude of the heart. An example of this - remember when you were a young child; and had to clean your room? You 'could' stomp up the stairs; fussing and cussing because you are forced to do it; or you 'could' do it without resistance and wanting to please. (Even Masters had to make the beds at one time or another). Now; a submissive heart would do it because she is told; a slave's heart would do it because it needs to be done without being demanded or told. Another example of this is the manner of attitude one has around their Master. They have a slave's heart - seeing a need and doing it; wishing for a kiss or to be called to sit at their Master's feet, or to have any outward expression of the connection between one and their Ma

The Difference Between Love & Like...
When we claim that it's love that we have for someone, are we correct? Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within your chest? It is not love, its like. You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them… Am I right? It's not love, its lust. Are you proud and eager to show them off? It's not love, its luck. Do you want them because you know they're there? It's not love, its loneliness. Are you there because its what everyone wants? It's not love, its loyalty. Are you there because they kissed you or held your hand? It's not love, its low confidence. Do you stay for their confessions of love because you don't want to hurt them? It's not love, its pity. Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat? It's not love, its infatuation. Do you pardon their faults because you care bout them? It's not love, its friendship. Do you tell them everyday they are the only one you think of? Its not love, its a lie. Are you willing to give all of your

Diffrent Poems
KEY TO MY HEART: key to my heart crafted from fine silver, simple and heart shaped one portals will open up one... a lover gate heart fashioned into a diary day words I write so true, the speak of lasting love I have for u, I send today this marked key...your love to spark with hope you'll come unlock, what lies written unwitting in my heart. LOVE AT FIRST SITE: Thought that I was going crazy having one of those days yeah, didn't know what to do then there was you. and everything went from wrong to right the stars came over and filled the sky. The music you were playing really blew my mind, it was lover at first site. Cause baby when I heard u,for the first time I knew, we were meant to be as one tired of running out of luck, thinking about giving up didn't know what to do, then there was you everything went from wrong to right and the stars came out and filled the sky, the music you were playing really blew my mind was love at first s

The Difference Between "potentially" And "realistically".
A young boy went up to his father and asked him, "Dad, what is the difference between potentially and realistically? " The father thought for a moment, then answered, "Go ask your mother if she would sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars." "Then ask your sister if she would sleep with Brad Pitt for a million and then, ask your brother if he'd sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars. Come back and tell me what you learn from that." So the boy went to his mother and asked, "Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?" The mother replied, "Of course I would! We could really use that money to fix up the house and send you kids to a great University!" The boy then went to his sister and asked, "Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?" The girl replied, "Oh my God! I LOVE Brad Pitt I would sleep with him in a heartbeat, are you nuts?" The boy then went to his brother and asked, "Would you sleep with Brad Pitt for a million dollars?"

Different
Most of ppl don't make diffenren about porn and erotic, and i wanna help u. here u r... Pornography, sometimes shortened to porn, is, in its broadest state, the explicit representation of the human body or sexual activity with the goal of sexual arousal and/or sexual relief. It is similar to erotica, which is the use of sexually-arousing imagery used mainly for artistic purpose. Over the past few decades, an immense industry for the production and consumption of pornography has grown, due to emergence of the VCR, the DVD, and the Internet, as well as the emergence of more tolerant social attitudes. In general, "erotica" refers to portrayals of sexually arousing material that hold or aspire to artistic or historical merit, whereas "pornography" often connotes the prurient depiction of sexual acts, with little or no artistic value. The line between "erotica" and the term "pornography" (which is frequently considered a pejorative term) is often highly subjective. In practice, pornog

The Different Characters.
I decided to do this because I do have many people ask me how to do the music notes. I googled it myself but I decided to be nice and post it here :D lmao Just use the number pad and not the ones above your keys.

Different Variations Of Doggie Style
Two buddies were sharing drinks while discussing their wives. "Do you and your wife ever do it doggie style?" asked the one. "Well, not exactly." his friend replied, "she's more into the trick dog aspect of it." "Oh, I see, kinky, huh?" "Well, not exactly - I sit up and beg and she rolls over and plays dead."

A Different World
A Different World Bucky Covington We were born to mothers who smoked and drank Our cribs were covered in lead based paint No child proof lids no seat belts in cars Rode bikes with no helmets and still here we are, still here we are We got daddy’s belt when we misbehaved Had three TV channels you got up to change No video games and no satellite All we had were friends and they were outside, playin’ outside Chorus It was a different life When we were boys and girls Not just a different time It was a different world School always started the same every day The pledge of allegiance then someone would pray Not every kid made the team when they tried We got disappointed and that was all right, we turned out all right Chorus Bridge No bottled water, we drank from a garden hose And every Sunday, all the stores were closed I definitely think that live was easier back then, too bad I was in such a rush to grow up and become an adult with responsibilities.

The Difference Between A Ducks Legs Is That One Of Them Are Both The Same....
ok...ok... this is the 3rd time I've deleted everything and started over getting whats in my head down on this "digital" paper. Have you ever wondered why that no matter how much positive you can do for a person, all the self sacrafice and effort given forth to a person there are always going to be those who just manage to turn the tables and drop nothing but negative on you. Makes it a bit harder to trust anyone... even the closest people afterwords. Still it always brings out the face in the person spitting back their diatribe as to who they really are. It's odd that after so much losing out and giving in to a lifestyle that is just below the average even set for oneself just because it makes that other person smile that it doesn't take much or at all for that other person to turn face and turn coat on everything between those people. So yea, I think i just said the same damn thing 3 times... I'm not going back and I'm no editing this.... not a blog editor. Ne who... some people migh

Different Kinds Of Sex... (or So I Am Told)
The 1st kind of sex is called: Smurf Sex. This kind of sex happens when you first meet someone and you both have sex until you are blue in the face. The 2nd kind of sex is called: Kitchen Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for a short time and you are so horny you will have sex anywhere, even in the kitchen. The 3rd kind of sex is called: Bedroom Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for a long time. Your sex has gotten routine and you usually have sex only in your bedroom. The 4th kind of sex is called: Hallway Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for too long. When you pass each other in the hallway you both say "screw you." The 5th kind of sex is called: Religious Sex, which means you get Nun in the morning, Nun in the afternoon and Nun at night. The 6th kind is called: Courtroom Sex. This is when you cannot stand your spouse any more. They take you to court and screws you in front of everyone. And last, but not least, th

Different Ones That I Wrote The Past Few Days
Small Pain In My Chest The soldier boy was sitting calmly underneath that tree. As I approached it, I could see him beckoning to me. The battle had been long and hard and lasted through the night And scores of figures on the ground lay still by morning's light. "I wonder if you'd help me, sir", he smiled as best he could. "A sip of water on this morn would surely do me good. We fought all day and fought all night with scarcely any rest - A sip of water for I have a small pain in my chest." As I looked at him, I could see the large stain on his shirt All reddish-brown from his warm blood mixed in with Asian dirt. "Not much", said he. "I count myself more lucky than the rest. They're all gone while I just have a small pain in my chest." "Must be fatigue", he weakly smiled. "I must be getting old. I see the sun is shining bright and yet I'm feeling cold. We climbed the hill, two hundred strong, but as we cleared the crest, The night exploded and I felt this small p

Different Strokes?
SO LOOKING BACK OVER THE LAST FEW WEEKS, IVE COME TO REALIZE I HAVE PIMPED OUT THE QUITE A FEW OF THE SAME PEOPLE OVER AND OVER AGAIN, SO TODAY IS SOMETHING NEW....GO SHOW THESE PEOPLE SOME LOVE! Wêll Ì† Äïñ† Gðññå Lï¢k Ì†§êl£@ fubar *~Anastasia~* Fubar Wifey/RL GF to d3rn7 aka Patrick~*@ fubar THANK YOU THANK YOU DRINK, DRANK, DRUNK! Drunk1{NSFW MILFsStalkingVictim}{theTanksGM}@ fubar Fine Print: Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings.

Differences Between A Slave & A Submissive
Author: Raven Shadowborne © 2001 Many ask if slaves truly exist. In the way a dictionary and history define slavery, no they do not exist in most modern countries. (Though there is some contention that slavery rings do still exist in secret) Most people in civilized countries generally agree that the legal ownership of another human being is immoral and thus make it illegal. However, in the world of BDSM, one will find that some of the people involved call themselves by many different terms; one of these is the term "slave". Of course, this often raises the question of how is a slave different from a submissive. This question often is met with outright hostility, disbelief in the existence of slaves and the thought that the words slave and submissive (as nouns) are interchangeable terms within the context of BDSM. Many will not agree with any of those thoughts, and I am one of them. I have spent a great deal of time talking with slaves in the honest attempt to better understand

Difference Between Men And Women
Difference Between Women And Men 1.NAMES If Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara go out for lunch, they will call each other Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara. If Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla, Peanut-Head and Scrappy. 2.EATING OUT When the bill arrives, Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom will each throw in a $20 , even though it's only for $32.50. None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want change back. When the women get their bill, out come the pocket calculators. 3.MONEY A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need, but it's on sale. 4.BATHROOMS A man has five items in his bathroom: a toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from the Marriott. The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337. A man would not be able

Difference's
After awhile you learn the difference between a crush and real love. The difference between a friend and a lover. You realize who's more important in your life;; Also that you should always keep your head up. Everybody's going to do you wrong sooner or later. It's better to let go then to catch on when it's too late. I don't believe in true love, example: There are billions of people in the world. The odds are there's someone out there that's better for you then the person your with. Everything happens for a reason;; If it's meant to be it'll find a way. If it never does then it was never yours. Life's hard & people make it harder. So only look up to yourself.

A Different Love Story~!
A different Love letter and a beautiful reply to it. A teenage college guy sent a love letter (in Q/A format) to his classmate. My Dearest Reshma , Please answer the following questionnaire. For Options (A) 10 marks, (b) 5marks and (c) 3 marks. ********** 1) Whenever you enter the class room, your sight always falls on me because: (a) of love (b) you couldn't control seeing me (c) really ... Am I doing it? ********** 2) Whenever professor cracks joke, you laugh and turn and look at me because: (a) you always like to see me smiling (b) you are testing whether I like jokes (c) you are attracted by my smile ********** 3) When you were singing in the class, I entered and immediately you stopped singing because: (a) you are so coy to sing before me (b) my presence influenced you (c) you feared that whether I'll like your song ********** 4) When you were showing your childhood photo, when I asked for it, you hide it becaus

A Different Night
I'm not a huge Star Wars fan (not like this buddy of mine, Mark - but he sent me the DVD, so Diane and I watched it). About half-way through she starts calling me Han Solo: "Get me another beer while you're up, willya, Han?" "Move over, Han, you're squishing my boobs." I was thinking it seemed kind of redundant - you know "hand" and "solo" - but I didn't want her to get any ideas so I kept my mouth shut. She disappeared for a while and came out of the bathroom with her hair done up in twin honey buns like Princess Leia and I figured it was time to pull out the old light saber. So me and the Princess are going at it on the sofa with the damn DVD on pause and that great John Williams score repeating over and over and we're damn near the death star when she cries out: "Yes, Han! Use the Force!" I did. Today we went out and bought "Return of the Jedi". Definitely a knight to remember. © All rights reserved

The Difference In The Branches Of Service
Well, you know how each branch of service has different names for the same thing, right? Take a helicopter, for instance. The Army calls it a chopper, the Navy calls it a helo, the Air Force calls it a bird, and the Marines call it (a Marine points up in the air and says), "Ooooooooo.....ooooooooo, oooooooooo, ooooooooooo!"

Diffent From All My Others
i have been sitting here a little down today and was thinking if you have known me for years you know what the next 7 or so days are going to do to me if this id the frist time you have went thought this with me i am asking you to bare with me its hard on me to. most all of us have had some one come in to are life that has changed us in some way a friend teacher grandparent and other on sept 4th 1996 some one came in to my life for just a short time that changed my life in a big way she was so small she was only in my life for 45 mins you may ask how can some one that has olny been in your life for such a short time change so much about you well i guess she was in my life for a little longer then that in truth she was in my life for 4 days her name was helen lousie lalone yes thats my last name she was my frist baby i found out i was haven her the 1st sept 1996 i was 5 months along by then and on the 4th i had her she was 18 inch long and less then 2 pounds. she lived

Different People
i just want to know why a person cant be who they want to be without someone always tring to make changes either to there lifestyleor there personality i say let people be who they are and how they want to be without making changes thats what makes them individuals it doesnt matter if they smoke or not straight or gay good or bad smart or dumd the point is if everyone changed into what everyone wanted us to be then eventually everyone would end up being the same and that would just be to boring the difference in people is what draws others to them thats why we have friends and go to parties and get on websites to be around differnt people..so i say just be who are be proud of it and dont let no one change you .......god bless and enjoy what life has to offer

Difference Between Our Generations
Apparently, a self-important college freshman attending a recent football game took it upon himself to explain to a senior citizen sitting next to him why it was impossible for the older generation to understand his generation. "You grew up in a different world, actually an almost primitive one" the student said, loud enough for many of those nearby to hear. "The Young people of today grew up with television, jet planes, space travel, man walking on the moon. Our space probes have visited Mars. We have nuclear energy, ships and electric and hydrogen cars, cell phones. Computers with light-speed processing... And more." After a brief silence the senior citizen responded as follows: "You're right, son. We didn't have those things when we were young ... so we invented them. Now, you arrogant little shit, what are you doing for the next generation?" The applause was amazing .......

Different Languages....
Apache = Sheth she~n zho~n Cheyenne = Ne mohotatse Chickasaw = Chiholloli Hopi = Nu' umi unangw'ta Mohawk = Konoronhkwa Navajo = Ayor anosh'ni Sioux = Techihhila Zuni = Tom ho' ichem Arabic = Ana Behibek (male to female) Ana Ahebak (formal) Ana Bahibak (female to male) Armenian = yes kez shat em siroom Assyr = Az tha hijthmekem Bahasa Malayu (Malaysia) = Saya cinta mu Bangladeschi = Ami tomake valobashi Basque = Nere maitea Bavarian = I mog di Bengali = Aami tomaake bhaalo baashi Bisaya = Nahigugma ko nimo Bolivian = Quechua Qanta munani Bosnian = Ja te volim (formal) volim-te (informal) Brazilian = (Portuguese) Eu te amo Bulgarian = Obicham te Burmese = Chit pa te Cantonese = Ngo Oi Nei Chinese = gnoy oy na Goi Oi Lei (Hongkong) Wa Ai Li (Taiwanese) Danish = Jeg elsker dig Dutch = Ik hou van jou English = I love you Esperanto = Mi amas vim Estonian = Mina armastan s

Different Ways To Love
Different ways to love When I think of you There's a smile on my face I love you In more than two different ways When I feel lonely You will stand by my side I trust you with all my heart There's nothing left for me to hide When I feel sad You're the one that makes me smile You're always there to help me And that's what makes it all worthwhile...

Different
All my life i've wanted to be normal, wanted to be like everyone else, want to be the same I talked to different people, did different things, but still I am the same, just me Everytime I tried to be the same it just seemed to make me more different Like everyone just shut me out and didn't want me to be like them Then one day I realized, I am normal, I am like everyone else, I am the same Every one wants to fit in, everyone at one time or another feels this way I learned being different wasn't a curse, it's what makes us unique This was just my turn

Different Weekend
So here it is another Saturday night. Gosh, time is going so fast. I finished my first month of my new job, and things are going well. I'm still quite thrilled with it. My 18 year old babelious daughter moved out today. She had planned to move out before, but some things needed to be worked out. It's not a surprise, nor was it done in anger or anything like that. She wants to be on her own. She shares an apartment with another girl, and they want a 3rd person to share rent. The apartment is less than a mile form here, and the chance of a "rebound" is good. She bought a very nice 2005 Ford Focus 2 weeks ago. We're a little concerned that she is living way beyond her means, but that's the type of thing she has to learn her way. She thinks that Mom and Dad just don't know squat. We try to tell her what it's going to be like and she says we are just really down on her and critical, and that she wants us to say happy things to her. Well I truly wish her happiness, and perhaps th

The Difference Between Marine Officers And Marine Ncos
A young Marine officer was severely wounded in the head by a grenade, but the only visible permanent injury was to both of his ears, which were amputated. Since his hearing wasn't impaired he remained in the Marine Corps. Many years later he eventually rose to the rank of Major General. He was, however, very sensitive about his appearance. One day the General was interviewing three Marines, prospects for his headquarters staff. The first was an aviator Captain, and it was a great interview. At the end of the interview the General asked him, "Do you notice anything different about me?" The young officer answered, "Why, yes, Sir, I couldn't help but notice that you have no ears." The General got very angry at his lack of tact and threw him out. The second interview was with a logistics Lieutenant, and he was even better. The General then asked him the same question, "Do you notice anything different about me?" He replied sheepishly, "Well, Sir, you have no ears." The General threw

Different Things
I write what I like and want to here. Go ahead a comment about I dont care, but if I dont like what you say, look here after a few days I'll have a new entry. I write poems, and stories. Most peoms have a meaning to them from: school, my Boyfriend, or friends. Stories are only 2 books right now. If you want to read them just ask and I might mail you a chapter or two. If you have any questions, go a head and ask. It's good for the soul, but if I get any about sexal things I will not answer you to nicely (your warned!!). Call me a bitch if you like, I dont care. Say what you like, just say to me. If you want to see some other things I've put up on the net go to vampirefreaks.com/vampire666 have fun humans!!!!

Different From The Others Today...
When I brought up my kid in the other blog comment it reminded me of the whole conversation I had with him yesterday. We were outside doing some cleaning up and I told him both brothers were coming over and I was going to ask them which one wanted to take him home. We always joke around like this I'm not mean really lol He made a comment that had something to do with me not having a boyfriend. I had to once again tell him it was kind of hard to find one. He asked, and I'm not sure if he was joking or serious, if it was because of him. It made me stop what I was doing. This is the kind of thing that can just break your heart and make you feel bad. So I had to tell him to never ever ever think that it's him. lol I told him it's because most of them around here are jerks and he said "yeah! they're all buttfaces" LOL Then he keeps the conversation going on by telling me "how can they not love you?" lol he said "how can they not love your butt" omg thought I was gonna die! I told him h

Different Kind Of Song
I know I've lost you I know you're leaving but before you go I want you to know with you my heart will always and forever go You've showed me love And took it from me now my heart is bleeding, why not look in side and see It's a hole in my heart where you used to be I'm over it now I just wanted to say now that my eyes are open I feel so very strong It always felt right but now I know it was wrong I let it out, I let it out All that I shoud hold I let it out, I let it out The story to be told You turned my world upside down Threw me out and crushed my soul Took me out of your memory droped me down a long dark hole Now I'm out and back to life found myself and stronger now Forget the past, live for the moment I'll forget about you, and show you how I thought it was love at first it may have been you took it away, I won't deny that It hurt me bad, I fell away The longer I thought about it I realized

The Difference Between Girls & Grown Women.
Wanna know the difference??? GIRLS vs. GROWN WOMEN Girls leave their schedule wide-open and wait for a guy to call and make plans. Grown women make their own plans and nicely tell the guy to get in where he fits in. Girls want to control the man in their life. Grown women know that if he's truly hers, he doesn't need controlling. Girls check you for not calling them. Grown women are too busy to realize you hadn't. Girls try to put a man 'on lock' by using sex. Grown women know that it's the sex of the mental kind that makes a man want to 'lock' you down. Girls fake-moan, lay there and take the stabbing. Grown women say, "Just stop", get up, get dressed and walk out. Girls are afraid to be alone. Grown women revel in it--using it as a time for personal growth. Girls ignore the good guys. Grown women ignore the bad guys. Girls make you come. Grown women make you come home. Girls worry about not being pretty and/or good enough for their man. Gro

Different Then You - The Exies
I used to hate you With no reason why I was so angry So full of pride Lost in opinions and innuendoes Knew everything that you didn't know And i used to think i was sure i was right And that i knew the truth from a lie I was so stupid when i was young I was so stupid to think that i was So different So different than you So different than you are I know it's sad but true So different I'm no different than you Was i just jealous, bitter a And cold The sins i committed The lies that i told Had no respect for you Only myself A memeory i'm not so fond of as well And i can honestly say i was wrong So can you forgive me so i can move on I was so stupid when i was young I was so stupid to think that i was So different So different than you So different than you are I know it's sad but true So different I'm no different than you We are one in the same Only with different names Somethings are not worth changing I learned to love by hating We are

Different Kind Of Sex Lol
The 1st kind of sex is called: Smurf Sex. This kind of sex happens when you first meet someone and you both have sex until you are blue in the face. The 2nd kind of sex is called: Kitchen Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for a short time and you are so horny you will have sex anywhere, even in the kitchen. The 3rd kind of sex is called: Bedroom Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for a long time. Your sex has gotten routine and you usually have sex only in your bedroom. The 4th kind of sex is called: Hallway Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for too long. When you pass each other in the hallway you both say "screw you". The 5th kind of sex is called: Courtroom Sex. This is when you cannot stand your wife/Hubby any more. She/He takes you to court and screws you in front of everyone. The 6th kind is called Religious Sex, which means you get Nun in the morning, Nun in the afternoon and Nun at night. OOPS. Don't forget the 7

Difference Between Girls And Women
so I stole this from a mumm that wasnt really a mumm but whatever haha I thought it was cute. Girls want to control the man in their life. Grown women know that if he's truly hers, he doesn't need controlling. Girls check you for not calling them. Grown women are too busy to realize you hadn't. Girls are afraid to be alone. Grown women revel in it-using it as a time for personal growth. Girls ignore the good guys. Grown women ignore the bad guys. Girls make you come home. Grown women make you want to come home. Girls leave their schedule wide-open and wait for a guy to call and make plans. Grown women make their own plans and nicely tell the guy to get in where he fits. Girls worry about not being pretty and/or good enough for their man. Grown women know that they are pretty and/or good enough for any man. Girls try to monopolize all their man's time (i.e., don't want him hanging with his friends). Grown women realize that a lil' bit of

Differences Between Men And Women
I writing this blog about the differences between Men and women from my point of view. Besides the obvious anatomical differences, which I greatly appreciate, there are other differences that arent as obvious. For instance, even though we might want the same things, we usually dont speak the same language. Thats why men and woman can talk to each other and neither one will understand what the other is trying to say. Ladies, you have to understand that men are animals, even the most sophisticated of us are only 2 or 3 hops from swinging from the limbs of trees. We get amused by watching each other get into accidents,belching and lighting flatuence. We work because we have to, and when we arent working, we like to unplug our minds,eat, have sex and sleep(in no particular order). We're pigs, we can be harmless pigs, but we're carnal in our natures. Women on the other hand attract us because they are refined. They're soft and pretty and usually smell good. We turn to you for care and com

Difference Between 1977 And 2007
Scenario: Jack goes quail hunting before school, pulls into school parking lot with shotgun in gun rack. 1977 - Vice principal comes over, looks at Jack's shotgun, goes to his car and gets his own shotgun to show Jack. 2007 - School goes into lockdown, the FBI are called, Jack is hauled off to jail and never sees his truck or gun again. Counselors are called in to assist traumatized students and teachers. Scenario: Johnny and Mark get into a fistfight after school. 1977 - Crowd gathers. Mark wins. Johnny and Mark shake hands and end up buddies. 2007 - Police are called; SWAT team arrives and arrests Johnny and Mark. They are charged with assault and both are expelled even though Johnny started it. Scenario: Jeffrey won't sit still in class, disrupts other students. 1977 - Jeffrey is sent to the principal's office and given a good paddling. Returns to class, sits still and does not disrupt class again. 2007 - Jeffrey is given huge doses of Ritalin. Becomes

A Different Me
Things are clear and I start to see. That my emotions are stronger & I am believing more in me. When you entered my life I had no intentions to find someone that touched my soul like no other kind. We clicked almost instantly our lips drew close. At that moment I felt my heart move & I completely froze. My heart was reeling in deep emotion. When curious fingers explored my body I felt every motion. A different me is trying to stay calm & collected. But I can't deny the feelings that I am completely affected. This time I am walking into it with open eyes & a clean slate I think somehow in the way we met was an act of fate. Other times before I would have jumped with both feet in. Losing the fight before I even had a chance to win. But this time I am trying to be patient & strong. I don't wanna lose you & make what we have go wrong. So some sincerity and trust on my part And follow my dreams that linger of you, so deep in my heart.

21 Different Kind Of Girls At Bars - And How To Get Into Their Pants
21 Different Kind Of Girls At Bars - And How To Get Into Their Pants -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: 2004-03-21, 1:00AM PST 1: Top priced pussy - She’s hot, and she fucking knows it. Her last 3 boyfriends where great looking and were fucking rich. If you come up to her with a fake FUBU shirt on and a bus pass your probably not gonna get the pussy. I mean, do me a fucking favor, size up the pussy first, if she looks way to fucking good, you might be onto something. 2: Top priced pussys FAT friend - I hope you brought a wingman. Poor bastard.So, if your up to par with the high class pussy friend, your gonna need someone to take one for the team. He has to be courageous and faithful to the wing man rules. If you know a friend of this caliber, give me his number. I have had too many friends of mine who swore elegances to the wing man code, and then broke for the door on me when I needed them the most. But, besides that, if

The Difference Between Women And Men
The Difference Between Women And Men 1. NAMES If Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara go out for lunch, they will call each other Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara. If Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla, Peanut-Head and Scrappy. 2. EATING OUT When the bill arrives, Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom will each throw in a $20 , even though it's only for $32.50. None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want change back. When the women get their bill, out come the pocket calculators. 3. MONEY A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need, but it's on sale. 4. BATHROOMS A man has five items in his bathroom: a toothbrush, shaving cream, razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from the Marriott. The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337. A man would not be able to identify most of these items.

The Difference Between Love And Infatution
Difference Between Love and Infatuation Are you really in love? Or do you think that you are in love? There is a big difference between Love and infatuation. Some people can't tell the difference, thinking they are in love but really it is a deep infatuation. Infatuation is instant desire - one set of glands calling to another. Love is friendship that has caught fire. It takes root and grows, one day at a time. Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. You are excited and eager, but not genuinely happy. There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would just as soon not examine too closely. It might spoil the dream. Love is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you - to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by their presence, even when they are away. Miles do not separate you. You have so many wonderful little films in your head tha

A Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.

Differant Kinds Of Sex
There are four kinds of sex : HOUSE SEX - When you are newly married and have sex all over the house in every room. BEDROOM SEX - After you have been married for a while, you only have sex in the bedroom. HALL SEX - After you've been married for many, many years you just pass each other in the hall and say "FUCK YOU" COURTROOM SEX - When your wife and her lawyer fuck you in the divorce court in front of many people for every penny you've got.

Difficult Time
Well found out my hubby will be working 7pm to 7am shift till who knows when... It upsets me cus only time i get to go to the gym is fri sat and sunday because all my hubby will do during the day is sleep.. so my week is shot.. i cant afford a sitter jus to go to the gym.. so ya i am bummed i use to go to the gym during the week.. and go to a class at 6-7 on thurs.. grr.. hope this dont compromise my losing weight..so i am pretty much hubby less till he gets off 12's.. jus when i start to lose weight i get hit with something.. grrr

A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and t he dar k of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I pu

A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn ' t loud, and it wasn ' t too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn ' t quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I pu

A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a t

The Difference In Love And Sex
Well everybody knows that answer if they ever be in love ,and they really know that answer if they just want sex.Love you give yourself to each other in a way that is undescribable.Sex it is wow that was good,see u later and dont anwser the phone.Love you work at.SEx you just work whatever body parts wants to move.When you love someone you give that someone space,to grow.Sex you just take until the taking is no longer wanted.When you love,you have a burning desire to make that special person feel like no one else matters.Sex everybody matters.The art to making love is making your partner feel good inside. Having sex is making you feel good.When you make a commitment to each other and that commitment isnt broken that is love. When you make the same commitment and you go searching for that feeling,that urge it is breaking a solemn vow.We say we are in love,yet we lust.My honest opinion if you love someone so much,you never walk within the territories of just sex. And if it is just tha

A Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,> >> > I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.> >> > My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,> >> > My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.> >> > Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,> >> > Transforming the yard to a winter delight.> >> > The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,> >> > Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.> >> > My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,> >> > Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.> >> > In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,> >> > So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.> >> The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,> >> > But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.> >> > Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the> >> > sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.> >> > My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,> >> > And I crept to the door just to see who was near.> >> > Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,> >>

A Different Kind Of Christmas
A Different Kind of Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the Sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.

A Different Kind Of Survey!!!!
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A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the

A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled

A Different Christmas Poem
Subject: A different Christmas poem Subject: A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near , But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the Sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure st

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A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled

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A Different Christmas Poem
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The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, >>> >>> >>> I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. >>> >>> My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, >>> >>> My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. >>> >>> Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, >>> >>> Transforming the yard to a winter delight. >>> >>> The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, >>> >>> Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. >>> >>> My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, >>> >>> Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. >>> >>> In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, >>> >>> So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. >>> >>> >>> >>> The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, >>> >>> But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. >>> >>> Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the >>> >>> sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. >>> >>> My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, >>> >>> And I crept to the door just

A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood,

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A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzz

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A Different Christmas Poem
Subject: A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near , But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the Sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puz

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The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn' t loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some

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A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight

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The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old, Perhaps a M

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A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to

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Please read: This was sent to me by the soldier at the end of the poem:: "A Different Kind Of Christmas""..... The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark

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The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years o

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A Different Christmas Poem
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The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled

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A Different Christmas Poem
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The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years o

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you can't change who you are, unless you wearin' a mask. you can't merge with a lover, unless she's up to the task. you can't tell me it's fate, because you read out a book. you checkin' me with ya knight, i'm mating you with the rook. i'm rasing you with a look, you know it's easy to see, you stuck inside of a funnel trapped, yet still free. my thoughts in sink with the goal, my heart is linked with the soul. my karma points to the good, inkin' the path on a scroll. lovin' the cats that i know, we gettin at it fa sho. this ain't no bib-le-o record of how i got good to go, just a piece of the fraction of how i live it to go. shouts to the tree twistas and sistas who sit with the dro. big up the single mothers and fathers that shift with the flow. peace to the real ridas, with no time fe sittin in pose. holla, the man of the watch. calm as the train at a stop. props to the calm in a storm, the ones who sit and ob

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I said good bye on that rainy spring night knowing that our lives could never intertwine two different people one with dreams one with a lost cause it could never be with out total focus on what the future holds different life back grounds different morals of life what can we do when all we held was love I will hold you dear and hold my head up knowing that this will be best for us we never know what will happen next Good luck to all and know that them memories will never be forgotten. By Elizabeth Sue Pennington

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Here is a poem that I’ve written off the top of my head. I haven’t written anything in awhile so if you’re reading and want to comment....be nice.If I find that anyone has stolen my works, I will personally hunt you down and hurt you.----------------------A Different Side of me----------------------You were the one thing in my life that made me truely love myselfI would take one look at your pretty face and smileThe only person that pushed me to better thingsHelped me succeed in spreading my wingsI flew high and never looked down at anything below meIt was almost as if I were invincibleI could hold my life in the palm of my hand and be proud of what I had accomplishedAll because of youA great deal of time has passed and you went awayI don’t know who I am anymoreI’ve shed many tears and there are more to comeI cannot fly no more because my wings are brokenI fell and you weren’t there to catch meAn agonizing pain from the knife in my backI scream louder and louder for you but you cannot

A Different Point Of View
John Glenn said... This should make you think a little: There were 39 combat related killings in Iraq in January. In the fair city of Detroit there were 35 murders in the month of January. That's just one American city, about as deadly as the entire war-torn country of Iraq. When some claim that President Bush shouldn't have started this war, state the following: a. FDR led us into World War II. b. Germany never attacked us ; Japan did. From 1941-1945, 450,000 lives we re lost an average of 112,500 per year. c. Truman finished that war and started one in Korea North Korea never attacked us . From 1950-1953, 55,000 lives were lost . an average of 18,334 per year. d. John F. Kennedy started the Vietnam conflict in 1962. Vietnam never attacked us. e. Johnson turned Vietnam into a quagmire. From 1965-1975, 58,000 liv

A Different Light, Chante Moore
Dedicated to my love, my soul mate forever, Jimm! I see you in a different light Candle light, moon light I see you in a different way Through different eyes, and it’s so nice I see you like I’ve never seen you before The way I wanna see you, much more Oh tonight, tonight I see you in a different way -2- We were just friends, that’s how it started You told me your secrets, I told you mine You were always there with a shoulder to lean on anytime Now something’s changed, nothing’s the same You’re here beside me -repeat-1- -3-(jojo hailey)- You were the one I’d always turn to The one I could talk to, the one I could trust Who’d of ever dreamed we’d be here together making love The sweetest surprise has come to my life You’re here beside me Repeat-1- -4- When did your kisses get so sweet Baby, it’s such a sweet surprise to me To look into your eyes And it’s so nice I see you like I’ve never seen you before Oh tonight, tonight I see you in a differ

Different Kinda Lady
Different Kinda Lady By Haystak She was the prom queen, the world was hers With a wave of her hand, whispered words Hearts broken by her abilities Addicted to the sweetness of a gentle kiss Lost in a search for something she might never find Never know if she don’t try, the results will come in time No time to smell the roses, let alone slow dance Too many bad memories of forgotten romance She walked out slammed the door Damn him, she didn’t need him A child game she had to cloth him feed him Alone after so long gave up hope Convinced all men were abusive Undependable heathens and sold dope Mister right wasn’t coming A fact that she would have to face She didn’t have no time to waste, she had a man to raise No man to chase, sick of living in this blasted place No time to sit around weeping like a basket case Her son made it all worthwhile The only man that got to see her smile She reminisced about her lifestyle before the baby came She did what responsible peo

Different Sex Positions
Here is a collection of sex positions that are not very well known and can give you some different to try. Cross Sex Position – In this position the woman is on the bottom; while the man is on top perpendicular. The woman opens her legs to allow the man to enter and he rocks gently from side to side. The woman can guide his movements with the pressure of her hands. NASCAR Sex Position – Variant on cross position listed above where the woman sits on the bed and man lays on his side perpendicular. Head To Toe Sex Position – The woman is very much in control in this position. The man lies on his back with his legs spread and his penis inside the woman. The woman lies on her back with her legs spread across the man's and her toes pointing to his head and her head away from him. Rocking Chair Sex Position – In this position the man is on bottom; with the woman on all fours, facing up. K – Penetrator Sex Position - Both the man and woman lie on their backs, heads pointed a

3 Different Writings
illuminated by light in the shadows you stand the taste of an unknown kiss a dangerous liaison my heart tries to convince my mind where reality and fantasy intertwine awaiting a touch that doesn't exist ------------------------------------------ do you see me when you close your eyes do you hear me the silence of my sigh the longing to find you you hide why do you hide you searched me you found my faults you kissed me and I was lost I am humbled I need to feel where are you touch me again wake me ---------------------------------------- If I could heal my soul with a word That word would be YOU I would be complete I would be whole Could you look beyond my imperfection? Could you love beyond my control? Would you fight for my needs? Would you hold me through my fears? If only you could hear my prayers If only you where here If only you would look for me My soul made whole By a simple word YOU

Different Is Perfect
They say our differences is what makes us wonderful,I would go a step further and say that our differences is what makes us perfect, no I do not mean perfect in the usual sense of the word,but perfect nonetheless and this perfection is what makes me smile when I think about it So the next time someone says that you are different take it as a compliment because they are just noticing your perfection.

The Different Colors Of Roses
THE DIFFERENT COLORS OF ROSES All roses express love and appreciation, but there has developed a special, traditional meaning behind the different rose colors. A perceptive romantic person knows the meaning of rose flower colors and understands the symbolic message conveyed. The different rose color meanings are as follows: Red Roses symbolize love, respect and courage. What better way to say 'I love you' to your loved one. The velvety look a red rose petal coupled with the delicate perfume always touches the heart and generates feelings of romance. Also means Respect, Congratulation, Sincere Love, and Passion. Dark Red Roses mean Unconscious Beauty. Pink Roses suggest elegance, gentility, grace, style and poetic romance but combined with a sense of frivolity and indulgence. Pink roses indicate perfect happiness. They say 'please believe me'. A delightful display of light pink roses gives style and elegance to any setting. A light pink rose color meaning

Difference Between A Slave And A Submissive
Differences Between A Slave & A Submissive Many ask if slaves truly exist. In the way a dictionary and history define slavery, no they do not exist in most modern countries. (Though there is some contention that slavery rings do still exist in secret) Most people in civilized countries generally agree that the legal ownership of another human being is immoral and thus make it illegal. However, in the world of BDSM, one will find that some of the people involved call themselves by many different terms; one of these is the term "slave". Of course, this often raises the question of how is a slave different from a submissive. This question often is met with outright hostility, disbelief in the existence of slaves and the thought that the words slave and submissive (as nouns) are interchangeable terms within the context of BDSM. Many will not agree with any of those thoughts, and I am one of them. I have spent a great deal of time talking with slaves in the honest attempt to better

The Difference
“Europe is a distinct geographic and political entity. The world is not – that is the difference.” Wainwright from “Childhood’s End” Two months from today, the European, Asian, and African countries with a coast on the Mediterranean Sea are going to formalize the Union for the Mediterranean. It reads like a pet project of the European Union, and in brief it is – because the nation of Turkey was told it couldn’t join the European Union because, well, it’s not in Europe (check a map). French president Nicolas Sarkozy proposed this Union to include Turkey in continental affairs without creating an alternative to the European Union in formal existence since 1993. Considering some states will have dual membership (France, Greece, Italy, and Spain come to mind when you check a map), how long before this free trade zone supposedly created by the Unions becomes a matter of linking everything? Depending on the source you consider, the proposal on my side of the Atlantic for a North

Differences Between Men And Women
1. NAMES: If Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara go out for lunch, they will call each other Laurie, Linda, Elizabeth and Barbara. If Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom go out, they will affectionately refer to each other as Fat Boy, Godzilla, Peanut-Head and Scrappy. 2. EATING OUT: When the bill arrives, Mark, Chris, Eric and Tom will each throw in a $20, even though it's only for $32.50. None of them will have anything smaller and none will actually admit they want the change back. When the women get their bill, out come the pocket calculators. 3. MONEY: A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he needs. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't need but it's on sale. 4. BATHROOMS: A man has five items in his bathroom: a toothbrush, shaving cream,razor, a bar of soap, and a towel from the Marriott. The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 337. A man would not be able to identify most of these items. 5. ARGUMENTS: A woman has the las

A Different Christmasm Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood,

The Difference Is As Wide As An Ocean.
The difference is as wide as an ocean. by LateNiteFantasy© A father, who after a brief moment of pleasure, donates a tiny little sperm that gets lucky enough to make the long swim successfully and creates a life. A dad, who may have had nothing to do with the first part, takes that young life and in a process involving much time and patience, creates a person. A father will occasionally take pleasure in the child’s life as long as it doesn’t interfere too much in his, all the while patting himself on the back for doing a good job. A dad never gets to pat himself on the back because his job is never done. A father, upon hearing of a problem, will yell and dole out punishment. A dad, with the same problem, may still yell but will search for a solution. A father works all day to provide for his children, but never seems to have the time for them. A dad works all day too, but somehow manages to find moments to make special. A father tries to find time with his children

The Difference Between A Sox Fan And A Cub Fan
I am going to set the record straight, once and for all, on the differences between the Sox fan and the Cub fan. I know there are some of you that keep saying, “Oh, they’re both Chicago teams, we should root for Chicago, not one or the other.” Ah, sure, ok so now we’re going to be like New York, where they only root for the winning team? I think not. If the White Sox are losing, and the Cubs are winning, I will not start rooting for the Cubs. I would rather jump into Lake Michigan in the winter and swim naked before I ever start rooting for the Cubs. The only time that would actually happen is if the Cubs are playing against the Yankees, the only other team I hate more than the Cubs. Anyway, lets start going over the differences, shall we. First off, when Sox fans are at a baseball game, they watch the baseball game. They may take a time out to get a beer or peanuts or whatever, but Sox fans are focused on watching the game. They do not talk to the person sitting next to them

Diffent Types Of Gasms :)
Orgasms Sex in a boat = Oargasms Sex with a nerd = Dorkgasms Sex at the entrance to your house = Doorgasms Sex on the carpet or linoleum = Floorgasms Sex at the supermarket = Storegasms Sex with wild pigs = Boargasms Sex at a Stephen King movie = Horrorgasms Sex with a prostitute = Whoregasms Sex with a storyteller = Loregasms Sex while sleeping = Snoregasms Sex with Arthur = Dudley Mooregasms Sex with cartoon donkeys = Eeyoregasms Sex while broke = Poorgasms Sex with a lion = Roargasms Sex for hours and hours on end = Soregasms Sex on a golf course = Foregasms Sex with a nymphomaniac = Ready for Moregasms Sex in a gold mine = Oregasms Sex with a dermatologist = Poregasms Sex with the vice president = Al Goregasms Sex with chocolate marshmallows = S'moregasms Sex on the beach = Shoregasms

The Diffrences In Oil Changes :)
Oil Change instructions for Women: 1) Pull up to Jiffy Lube when the mileage reaches 3000 miles since the last oil change. 2) Drink a cup of coffee. 3) 15 minutes later, write a check and leave with a properly maintained vehicle. Money spent: Oil Change: $20.00 Coffee: $1.00 Total: $21.00 ========== Oil Change Instructions for Men: 1) Wait until Saturday, drive to auto parts store and buy a case of oil, filter, kitty litter, hand cleaner and a scented tree, write a check for $50.00.. 2) Stop by 7 - 11 and buy a case of beer, write a check for $20.00, drive home. 3) Open a beer and drink it. 4) Jack car up. Spend 30 minutes looking for jack stands. 5) Find jack stands under kid's pedal car. 6) In frustration, open another beer and drink it. 7) Place drain pan under engine. 8) Look for 9/16 box end wrench. 9) Give up and use crescent wrench. 10) Unscrew drain plug. 11) Drop drain plug in pan of

Different Ideas...lol
WOMEN'S LOVE POEM Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a man, who's not a creep. One who's handsome, smart and strong. One who loves to listen long. One who thinks before he speaks. One who'll call, not wait for weeks. I pray he's gainfully employed. When I spend cash, won't be annoyed. Pulls out my chair and opens my door. Massages my back and begs to do more. Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind. Knows what to answer to 'how big is my behind?' I pray that this man will love me to no end, And always be my very best friend ------------------------------------------------------------------- MAN'S LOVE POEM I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac with huge boobs who owns a bar on a golf course, and loves to send me fishing and hunting. This doesn't rhyme and I don't give a shit.

Difficult Landing
Difficult Landing The airline had a policy that required the first officer to stand at the door while the passengers exited, smile, and give them a - ' Thanks for flying XYZ airline' . An airline pilot on this particular flight hammered his plane into the runway really hard. In light of his bad landing, he had difficulty looking the passengers in the eye, all the time he thought that a passenger would have a smart comment. However, it seemed that all the passengers were too shell shocked to say anything. Finally, everyone had gotten off except for this little old lady walking with a cane. She said, 'Sonny, mind if I ask you a question?' Why no Ma' am, ' said the pilot, 'What is it' , the little old lady said, 'Did we land or were we shot down?' Lol, I just wanted to share this with everyone :)

Difference Between Making Love And Sex
With sex there's no emotional involement. With love there is Sex can be performed with anyone With Love that person has to be someone special Sex is Lust Making Love involves Love If you see someone on the street and there body is a turn on,you see that person only for that,then it's lust,you want sex. But if that same person interest you,you get to know them better,seeing more than a body,you know their heart is there best feature..Thats love.... Two in love can have sex But two in lust can't make love.. Thats the way I see the difference in making love versus sex Feel free to comment....

The Difference Btwn You N Me
The difference between YOU and ME. You complain that your boyfriend/ husband has worked late all week and have barely seen him *We look forward to the two weeks a year we spend together You complain b/c he doesn't call you enough *Our hearts are thankful for the 15- second phone call I got last Tuesday in the middle of the night! You whine to you friends about how much you miss him already because he is on a two day trip with his parents *We haven't seen him for 7 months now You don't feel like making love tonight because you are too tired *We will stay up all night because we don't know when it will be the last time Your boyfriend/husband belongs to you *Mine belongs to the government Your boyfriend/husband is training for his game next weekend *My boyfriend is trained to kill It's just not practical for you to drive an hour to see him every weekend during school *He spends $700 dollars on a plane ticket just to see me 2 days You hate hanging up the phone

Different
I sit here -N- I hear the screaming in my head. I wounder why they look at me this way? I'm not the one who looks like everyone around me like them. I look different isn't that good, why do they have to look at me so? I just wanna run away, get away from the eyes that stare...I just can't take the stares. It's as if I did something bad, I feel like a little girl again that has been caught and everyone stares at her. But no matter where I go, I can still hear what they say, I can still feel theres eyes on me. My head hurts, I can hear myself screaming on the inside. God please make them stop can't they see they are hurting me... I know i've done nothing wrong why can't it be them. Why can't they be stared at...I know im better then them...why do I have to feel the pain...I don't laugh and stare at other that aren't like me..I have feelings, I know what it's like. But they can't god please let see they can be better then this.

A Different Kind Of Pain - Cold
Before i let you go Give me just one more night to show you Just how i feel I lost all my control If it takes my whole damnned life i'll Make this up to you Im kinda like the waves that roll their whole life Towards somewhere crashing it on the shore Thats blown in by the wind that carries the clouds To hide my wish on a fallen star A differnt kind of pain, is someone there to hold you Is someone there to take you away from me I tried to let you go I wish i could turn back time and show You just how i feel I needed you to know If it takes my whole damned life i'll Make this up to you Before you let me go, i needed you to know

Difficult Choice
So I am thinking long and hard about this and I am sure a few of you are not going to like this one bit. This is not a cry for attention in any way. I think then when my VIP runs out I am going to walk away from fubar forever. I have too much going on in my personal life & I don't find this site fun at all anymore. If you want to be added to my yahoo, let me know and if you don't, well then it has been a pleasure rating your pictures and sending you virtual gifts. I guess I have made up my mind, I am leaving fubar. Maybe one day I'll come back. Alex

The Difference Between A Weapons Fighter And Fighting With Weapons
Fighting with weapons is a subject that has generated volumes of writing in the combat arts world. What is interesting to note is that for the most part weapons training is treated as requiring a completely different set of training principles as opposed to 'empty hand' fighting. In fact, there are whole martial arts devoted to just training with a weapon. All this leads to tremendous confusion. Basically, you end up with 2 totally different sets of principles in response to violent attacks: 1) One response for a hand-to-hand assault, and 2) A completely different response to a weapons attack Now, on the surface you may think this is a very logical way to view two, seemingly different, attacks. But let's go back to my earlier point in Newsletter #2. Remember what we talked about? Your brain is your primary weapon; your body is your secondary weapon. If that works for you, as the fighter, then it is equally true for the other guy... he

Different Types Of Love
How many times do we think about love? How many different people do we love? How many people have we loved? Do we love anyone the most or least? Good grief, what am I talking about? Who knows? I think we can have many different types of love. I love my current wife. I love her very much. Have I wanted to smack her around or stab her with a dull spoon? Well, of course. And I'm sure that she's wanted to do worse to me. Do we love our kids? Of course we do. In the same and in different ways. I love her kids like they were mine but I show my son a different love. He's 8 and will still kiss and hug me. Her boys love me i'm sure but look at me like I have the plague. They're 13 and 12. Teens, lol. Did I love my ex-wife? Yes, at one time. I do have a love in respect for her because she's the mother of my son. Do I love my parents? Of course. Do I love my step-mother? Yes. Do I love my mother in law? Yes. Am I going anywhere with this? Probably not. Is there love

A Different Angle Is Not A Wrong View.
You can learn many things from those who agree with you. You can often learn even more from those with whom you disagree. Your own perspective is important, for it enables you to make sense of the world. Always keep in mind, though, that yours is not the only perspective. You can listen to others, learn from them, and successfully work with them even though you may not agree with them on all issues. If everyone held the exact same opinion on every subject, then knowledge and wisdom would become stagnant and outdated. Your own perspective will grow stronger and more useful when you regularly allow it to be challenged. When people respectfully agree to disagree, everyone benefits from the diversity of opinion. Living a life of success and fulfillment does not depend on always proving that you're right and that others are wrong. To make real progress you must let go of the assumption that you already have all the answers. Stay true to the values you treasure, while thoughtful

Different Does Not Mean Incorrect.
A different angle You can learn many things from those who agree with you. You can often learn even more from those with whom you disagree. Your own perspective is important, for it enables you to make sense of the world. Always keep in mind, though, that yours is not the only perspective. You can listen to others, learn from them, and successfully work with them even though you may not agree with them on all issues. If everyone held the exact same opinion on every subject, then knowledge and wisdom would become stagnant and outdated. Your own perspective will grow stronger and more useful when you regularly allow it to be challenged. When people respectfully agree to disagree, everyone benefits from the diversity of opinion. Living a life of success and fulfillment does not depend on always proving that you're right and that others are wrong. To make real progress you must let go of the assumption that you already have all the answers. Stay true to the values you treasu

Difficult
Men See You As: A Difficult Challenge You must be an incredible hottie... Because it's the only way you can pull of the ice queen act You're the type of woman that men love to chase But if you don't stop running, you'll never get caught! Do Men Find You a Challenge?

The Differences
i wonder why people actually treat people differently i mean my fiance is in a wheelchair and he tells me everyday he never thought he would find someone to love him for him & not take off because he is paralised he is a great man with a great mind what does it matter if he is in a wheelchair and me im different only because i have scars that are very visible but i still hold a job and pay my bills & life a relatevilly normal life i mean i have to be careful but everyone has something just wonder who gave people the right to judge or treat anyone differently they should walk one day in our shows and see how it feels to be us.

The Difference ...oil Change..lol
Oil Change instructions for Women: 1) Pull up to Jiffy Lube when the mileage reaches 3000 miles since the last oil change. 2) Drink a cup of coffee 3) 15 minutes later, write a check and leave with a properly maintained vehicle. Money spent: Oil Change: $20.00 Coffee: $1.00 Total: $21.00 Oil Change instructions for Men: 1) Wait until Saturday, drive to auto parts store and buy a case of oil, filter, kitty litter, hand cleaner and a scented tree, write a check for $50.00. 2) Stop by 7/11 and buy a case of beer, write a check for $20, drive home. 3) Open a beer and drink it. 4) Jack car up. Spend 30 minutes looking for jack stands. 5) Find jack stands under kid's pedal car. 6) In frustration, open another beer and drink it. 7) Place drain pan under engine. 8) Look for 9/16 box end wrench. 9) Give up and use crescent wrench. 10) Unscrew drain plug. 11) Drop drain plug in pan of hot oil: splash hot oil on you in process. Cuss. 12) Crawl out from under car

The Difference?
Need and want; the difference between love and like. The discrepancy between forever and the next five minutes that I feel like it. To need is apart from desire. It is an emotional and physical imperative for functionality that must, by all and any means, be met. It doesn't alter or wane with the passage of time nor the development of danger. To need is to be vulnerable. If you think about it, there really isn't much one needs in this world. It is perhaps just as well. With a certainty to the bare essentials of food, water and shelter, (by which our existence is assured), one can lead a life relatively unmarked with pain or disruption by not needing beyond these bounds. It is safe to need what is guaranteed to us. Want, however, is without the opportunity for emotional turmoil, the possibility of disappointment or rejection. Thus, want flows with ones whim and fancy. You either get it or you don't and, either way, you've forgotten about it the very moment you find something ne

The Differential Theory Of Us Armed Forces
The Differential Theory of US Armed Forces (Snake Model) The Differential Theory of US Armed Forces (Snake Model) upon encountering a snake in the Area of Operations or A Diversified Approach to Military Operations: Infantry: Snake smells them, leaves area. Airborne: Lands on and kills the snake. Armor: Runs over snake, laughs, and looks for more snakes. Ranger: Plays with snake, then eats it. Field Artillery: Kills snake with massive Time On Target barrage with three Forward Artillery Brigades in support. Kills several hundred civilians as unavoidable collateral damage. Mission is considered a success and all participants (i.e. cooks, mechanics and clerks) are awarded Silver Stars. Special Forces: Makes contact with snake, ignores all State Department directives and Theater Commander Rules of Engagement by building rapport with snake and winning its heart and mind. Trains it to kill other snakes. Files enormous travel voucher upon return. Combat Engineer: Stud

The Difference Between Cats And Dogs
Cats catch mice. Dogs catch FRISBEES! Dogs wang their tails with wild abandon. Cats flick their tails with haughty contempt. Cats are finicky eaters. Dogs eat their own vomit. Dogs fetch. Cats expect you to fend for yourself. Cats will snuggle up next to you and purr. Dogs will hump your leg. Dogs greet you at the door with unabashed enthusiasm. Cats look at you as if to say, "Yeah..you're back...so?" Cats were worship as gods in ancient Egypt. Dogs are served as entres in Korea. All cats are girls. All dogs are boys. (it's common knowledge.)

"different Worlds" (prt 6 Of "once Upon A Time)
He is from here, she is from there But when they are together, they don't care They share the same earth, they share the same sky None of it seems to matter when they look into the others eyes When he takes her to where she's going, will he go back to where he's been Will they have to go thier seperate ways just start all over again Do they live for the moment, and wait for the answers to come unfurled Or do they break it to thier hearts that they come from different worlds

The Different Names For Santa Continued
And there is a mysterious fellow whom I have been told about on several occasions. He is a handsome brave who wears white buckskins, and brings gifts to Indian children. His name, appropriately is 'Handsome Fellow'. Other gift bringers come at different times of the year, often in the summertime, but the gift bringing element is always a part of the American Indian culture, whatever the occasion is for a gathering. There was a real native american man in the 1800s, who was an important leader and warrior in the Creek tribe. His Indian name was Chief Hobbythacco, which means Handsome Fellow. Cheifs in native american cultures were often the beneficiaries of many gifts. According to the traditions of native americans, the chief would then share these gifts with others of the tribe who were less fortunate. Handsome Fellow, Fanni Mico, and later, White Lieutenant, were leaders of a Creek settlement named Okfuskee and were deeply involved in Creek-British diplomatic relations througho

Difficult Things To Say While Drunk
DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. Innovative 2. Preliminary 3. Proliferation 4. Cinnamon VERY DIFFICULT TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. Specificity 2. Anticonstitutionalistically 3. Passive-aggressive disorder 4. Transubstantiate DOWNRIGHT IMPOSSIBLE TO SAY WHEN DRUNK: 1. No thanks, I'm married. 2. Nope, no more booze for me! 3. Sorry, but you're not really my type. 4. Taco Bell ? No thanks, I'm not hungry. 5. Good evening, officer. Isn't it lovely out tonight? 6. Oh, I couldn't! No one wants to hear me sing karaoke. 7. I'm not interested in fighting you. 8. Thank you, but I won't make any attempt to dance, I have no coordination. I'd hate to look like a fool! 9. Where is the nearest bathroom? I refuse to pee in this parking lot or on the side of the road. 10. I must be going home now, as I have to work in the morning.

Diffrent F.f. Prayer
Brothers, when you weep for me Remember that it was meant to be. Lay me down and when you leave Remember I'll be at your sleeve. In every dark and choking hall I'll be there as you slowly crawl. On every roof in driving snow I'll hold your coat and you will know. In hot cellars in searing heat At windows where a gate you.. --> must --> meet In closets where young children hide You know I'll be at your side. The house from which I now respond Is over staffed with heroes gone. Men who answered one last bell Did the job and did it well. As fire men we understand That death's a card dealt in our hand. A card we hope we never play But one we hold there anyway. That card is something we ignore As we crawl across a weakened floor. For we know that we're the only prayer For anyone that might be there. So remember as you wipe your tears The joy I know throughout the years. As I did the job I loved to do I pray that thought will see you through.

Difference Between Special And Important....
SPECIAL....someone you'll not forget for the rest of your life....while.....IMPORTANT....someone you need for the rest of your life. Now, I want you to know that you're so special and important to me!!! Always take care and God bless you...Hugs lolly

A Different Point Of View...
How Thanksgiving Became the National Day of Mourning for the Wampanoag Native Americans When I was young, it was O.K. for people to celebrate the myth of Thanksgiving as it had been told to us for hundreds of years. The Pilgrims landed on Plymouth rock and were met by some very friendly “Indians”. These Indians quickly became friends with the Pilgrims. In a way of celebrating both the Pilgrim/Indian friendship and the wonderful harvest that the Pilgrims and the Indians worked together to cultivate… Thanksgiving was born. Now as time goes on and the country becomes more and more politically correct we can see that the story behind Thanksgiving was based mostly on mythology and it has gone through great changes. This is, in part, due to the Wampanog tribe of Native Americans but more specifically a man named Frank B. James, the one time leader of the Wampanog tribe. How did the Wampanog tribe of Native Americans turn Thanksgiving into the National Day of Mourning? The Comm

A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem author unknown The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, h

The Difference Of Slave & Submissive
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A Different Christmas Poem By Lcdr Jeff Giles, Sc, Usn
Mr. Giles, Sir, I salute you...Thank you, and your brothers and sisters in uniform, for what you do. Thank You, Sir! ****** A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who

A Different Kind Of Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some tw

A Different Kind Of Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some

A Different Christmas Poem
A Different Christmas Poem The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, a lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some

A Different Christmas Poem - Please Share
I saw this in a bulletin by terryljohn, and wanted to share it with my friends too. Thank you terryljohn Love, Tess Soldier The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out

A Different Christmas Poem
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light, I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight. My wife was asleep, her head on my chest, My daughter beside me, angelic in rest. Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white, Transforming the yard to a winter delight. The sparkling lights in the tree I believe, Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve. My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep, Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep. In perfect contentment, or so it would seem, So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream. The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near, But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear. Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know, Then the Sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow. My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear, And I crept to the door just to see who was near. Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night, A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight. A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty

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