Anonyblog

Anonyblog

Enough is enough. I'm tired of morons and kodys and turd eaters. In all seriousness, I suggest they seek therapy.

The site is taking a break. I've got too much to do to clean up after them.

Another poem

The posted poem below this is really quite funky
it was really right on but left out the monkey

Who is it that posts this crap from a make believe bear
a child, a drunk, a pervert........I dont care

Anyone who has that kind of time to post things about
bears, monkeys, and slime

Really perhaps and without a doubt is the kody and Indy
author on the inside of a cell looking out

Annonyblog moderator please do us all well
block kody, indy, and the monkys URL

Commentors please comment about this post
do you want the bear, indy and the monkey to be toast

hey kody, if you want comments write something of interest..otherwise keep it to yourself.
and as for your indy character, i hope he eats shit and dies.

poor old indy,ignored at home
no one even bothers to ring him on the phone.
goes on the net but no one cares
coz all you talk about is shit and bears

mb

Lazy Boy TV

What a trip!

ive skipped 3 classes consecutively because i couldn't wake up for it(yes i couldnt hear my cellphones alarm or my alarm clock)

and exams are coming -

gggreat.... . .

I'm losing my mind

After being out of my life for almost a year she decided to start e-mailing me. She started off slow with bits and pieces about how her life has been. Then she started telling me about how much she missed me and that she still loves me but that she doesn't want to create any problems for me and my girlfriend. I've never stopped loving her. One day she called me and asked me to have lunch with her. We met for lunch and all of the old feelings came flooding back. We had a great time and agreed to keep in touch. I haven't heard from her since. Was it my deodorant?

Death of an activist

Racel Corrie (US citixen and peace activist) died by being buldozed over in Israel recently.
A friend sent me the pictures her friends took of the incident. Not necesary for this entry.
Look to find her story and ask questions please, and look to the answers and who gives them and ask more questions.
The Earth is proud to have daughters like her; she did not have to die... she was murdered in cold blood.
Ultimately that is the inexcusable crime.

Once again, the rules

Here are the things I won't allow:

1) Images that are unsuitable for children. No nudity, disturbing, or otherwise inappropriate for young kids.
2) Commercial posts for products or services
3) Don't change the posts of others
4) Don't mess up the MT configuration or profile

Thank you.

Rule Questioner

What are the rules here?

Human Upstairs

Stop FUCKING with us or we will bite you!

Dogs downstairs

Stop FUCKING barking

KodyBear

The name starts starts with a D. Now do you remember?

Reminder

Let me remind you not to be stupid here. Please don't be stupid and post stuff I have to take action to correct.

If people continue to cause me trouble, I will start banning IP addresses, starting with Cox subscribers in Lousiana.

mb

is it funny to talk about shit? does anyone find it the slightest bit funny?. the fool who writes this thinks it will sicken people into not visiting this site, and if they achieve that they wont have an audience [great plan,eh].
you want gross? i once had sex with 144 animals 12 dozen times

mb

Anonyblog has gone to....

crap. I use to enjoy this site, that is up to to it becoming a soapbox for immigration debate, this bizarre Kody crap, and finally capping it off, last nights disgusting image. Sorry annonyblog, I have no time to read this junk as it provides nothing educational, enlightening, or humorous. I'll check back later, much later when people actually start to "get it". Sign me a former visitor.

KODYBEAR

His Esteemed Excellency,Eminence can only be convinced if the Indy entity can answere the question. Thus far all imps have failed the test. What was the name of the African chief who had a magical daughter?

don't walk away.

It's so painful to watch you walk away, further and further away from me. Your back view is heartbreaking.

poker blogger tourny

Registration code: 7330476

WoW

Dis Sux Kody Bear ate my dog's shit

Indy

I eat Emma Watson's girlfaeces (pronounced as one word). It turns me on! Then I fuck her in every one of her little teen holes.

My Ass

Lick my ass right in the crack,
Don't turn around and don't look back.

Kiss my ass and kiss it good,
Kiss it like you know you should.

Treat it good and mighty fine,
Treat it like you know its mine.

Clean it out the best you can.
Prove to me your my bitchin' man.

***BREAKING NEWS FLASH***

Last night at about 7:30,on the baKK lot of Low Life Films, His Esteemed Excellency,Eminence Kody R Bear,fell into a drunken rage and beat Magogo the Singing Dancing Macarena Monkey to within inKhes of his life. BeKoming inKreasingly aggressive and belligerent the Bear announKed that he was going to abolish the letter " C " and have it striKKen from the english alphabet. From now on only the letter K may be used and it must be Kapitalized in every instanKe. The only exKeption to the rule will be when using His Excellency's title or Magogo's title. This rule applies to all doKuments,past,present and future written in English,hard Kopy or digital. The outlooK for those who do not adhere to the new law is gloomy at best. Many feel it best to avoid the use of questionable language entirely. Magogo has been in seKlusion smoKing Koaxial Kable and states that he will never write anything again. It is said that absolute power Korrupts and His Excellency is a good example. Once again the irrational aKtions of an insane Bear have halted produKtion at Low Life Films.

I'm angry and I have ?

I'm angry at everything, my life, my wife, and my job. Every damn thing seems to tick me off. Why can't my employees act like the wages they are being paid? Why can't people see the value thats in front of their face? Why are there so very many buttheads in the world? Why am I angry at my wife? She really is great! She just yells a lot! I hate that, it makes me angry! Why do people bitch about Walmart and then shop there so often? Why doesn't customer service matter anymore and when did it stop mattering. How do you teach a work ethic to generation X? How do you teach work ethics to anyone? How do you teach self worth? How do you pay teachers better and lawyers less? Come on people, how do you...?

am soo tired of you i want u mybe i love you but plz get out of my life and if its sooner it will be better just get out

Everyone.

"Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free."

But, realistically we're all growing tired. Our pockets are all becoming barren. Let us all huddle in front of our own congress, parliament, or throne and demand resolution. Or revolution. Stop looking else where, across foreign borders, for a fix, and look within. Perhaps then we can live idealistically.

I don't even know where to start, this is so freeing to think that no one knows who I am, but real people could still actually read this... I have so many issues regarding who I really even am. I feel like some people see me as this ditsy preppy girl who only cares about how she looks, but I don't know, I can't help but feeling there has to be more to me than that. I know, I don't have any deep serious issues, but they are my silly little problems, so they matter at least to me. Anyways, in reality I'm just not like that... Like I think I am somehow becoming the person everyone sees me as.. shallow and superficial, and Im just starting to hate myself. I get so confused about stupid stuff, and it makes me look so retarded, but in reality I'm actually really smart. And like I'm ok with the way I look, but some people take this as being conceited? Just because I'm not borderline anorexic anymore? And yes, I like clothes, and nice clothes at that, but does this really make me stuck up? I certainly hope not. I used to be such a sweet girl before everyones opinions of me started to change how I view myself. I feel like the only things I'm good for are looking good and getting good grades. There has GOT to be more to life than those two things, because let me tell you, neither are in any way fulfilling. First I didn't like how everyone thought I was so obsessed with school, and now I don't like how stupid I always act, is it all just an act, or do I really have no common sense like everyone tells me? I don't even know anymore.

miserable...

Have you ever had one of those days when even the burning pits of hell would be a welcome break from the misery of daily life? I'm having one of those days. I'm about to start shooting staples in to my testicles just to take my mind off the other major issues that are consuming my every thought.

Hi mom and dad, I arrived here at kamp kody late last night, they woke us up at 7am this morning, I got to look around after breakfast (scrambled eggs and lots and lots of bacon) and the place is beautiful. We’re nestled in the crack between two mountains and the nearest town is 5 miles away. Thank you dad for packing my underwear, I guess you were done with them, and thank you mom for remembering to pack my tampons. I have three other room mates in my cottage (Kody Kottage #69), the youngest one is 10, her name is shaneequa, she is BLACK and she speaks pretty good for one of those…., next is Mary, she is 15 (she say’s she is a virgin, but by the looks of her, I think she been around the manger a few times, and then there is Vanessa, she’s 48, I’ll save her story for another day! After breakfast, they made an announcement that they are expecting Kody R. Bear (the great one) to fly in here in his Kody Kopter and pay us a visit. I hope I get close enough to see him, wouldn’t that be great if I actually got to touch him. Tomorrow we get to go out on the lake in the kody kanoes. I hope to get to town soon, I need a new battery and charger for my digital camera, and I hear they have a Radio Shack but one of the Kamp Kounselors said the store doesn’t have much inventory. I can’t wait for the last day of camp, they say there is going to be a really big Kody Koolaid party. I’ll be writing again soon. Luv your kid Kimmie.

***BREAKING NEWS !!!***

Amazing KodyBear video with sound. You must immediately proceed to

http://veepers.budweiser.com/service/RetrieveCard?id=zNlY08ZP2HgIJ_0t9QHodG

you must have dsl or higher to see and here His Excellency Kody R Bear

Will we still be the Country of choice and still be America

if we continue to make the changes forced on us by the people from other countries that came to live in America because it is the Country of Choice??????

Think about it! All we have to say is, when will they do something about MY RIGHTS?

I celebrate Christmas...........but because it isn't celebrated by everyone..............we can no longer say Merry Christmas. Now it has to be Season's Greetings.

It's not Christmas vacation, it's Winter Break. Isn't it amazing how this winter break ALWAYS occurs over the Christmas holiday?

We've gone so far the other way, bent over backwards to not offend anyone, that I am now being offended. But it seems that no one has a problem with that. This says it all!

This is an editorial written by an
American citizen, published in a
Tampa, FL Newspaper. He did quite a job; didn't he? Read on, please!

IMMIGRANTS,
NOT AMERICANS,
MUST ADAPT.
I am tired of this nation worrying about whether we
are offending some individual or their culture. Since the terrorist attacks on Sept. 11,
we have experienced a surge
in patriotism by the majority
of Americans. However...... the dust from the attacks had
barely settled when the "politically correct! " crowd began complaining about
the possibility that our patriotism was offending others.

I am not against immigration, nor do I hold a grudge against anyone who is seeking a better life by coming to ! America.
Our population is almost entirely made up of descendants of immigrants.
However, there
are a few things that those
who have recently come to
our country, and apparently some born here, need to understand.
This idea of America being a
multicultural community
has served only to dilute our sovereignty and our national identity. As Americans......
we have our own culture, our
own society, our own language and our own lifestyle. This culture has been developed over centuries of struggles, trials, and victories by millions of men and women who have sought freedom.

We speak ENGLISH, not Spanish, Portuguese, Arabic, Chinese, Japanese, Russian, or any other language.
Therefore, if you wish to become part of our society, learn the language!

"In God We Trust" is our national motto. This is not some Christian, right wing, political slogan.. We adopted this motto because Christian men and women.......on Christian principles.............
founded this nation..... and this is clearly documented.
It is certainly appropriate to display it
on the walls of our schools.
If God offends you, then I suggest you consider another part of the world as
your new home.........because
God is part of our culture.

If Stars and Stripes offend you, or
you don't like Uncle Sam, then you
should seriously consider a move
to another part of this planet.
We
are happy with our culture and have
no desire to change, and we really
don't care how you did things where
you came from.
This is
OUR COUNTRY,
our land, and our lifestyle.
Our First Amendment gives every citizen the
right to express his opinion and we
will allow you every opportunity to do so!
But once you are done complaining....... whining..... and griping....... about our flag.......
our pledge...... our national motto........or our
way of life...I highly encourage you to
take advantage of one other Great American Freedom.......

THE RIGHT TO LEAVE.

It is Time for America to Speak up.

***BREAKING NEWS FLASH***

His Excellency Kody Bear is today attending a POW WOW on the East coast. A new picture has been added to his website.

http://pages.google.com/edit/Kody.R.Bear/home

You must click on the picture to enlarge it. Then you will notice the fine details of the Bear. Feel free to download it and save it to your computer so that you may freely post it on as many sites as possible. Please help the Kody in his quest for internet and world domination.

THE RAPE OF MAGOGO

During a routine set rehearsal at Low Life Films His Excellency Kody R Bear went into a rage and violently sodomized Magogo the Singing Dancing Macarena Monkey. The Kody Jammed it in with such force that the Monkey's batteries were depleted to the point that he could not even say "help me daddy" At this point the Bear began babbling incessantly about immigration,Valdor and turd-feces (pronounced as one word) while urinating on the poor monkey. Upon examination it was determined that His Excellency has been using AA lithium batteries and has been hiding this addiction from the producers.

On yet another level the Bear and the Monkey have been having a dispute over sexually explicit pictures stored on the Low Life Film's hard drive. His Excellency wishes to display them on this site. One in particular shows Magogo the Singing Dancing Macarena Monkey giving His Excellency Kody R Bear oral pleasure.

Two new pictures have been added to the Kody Bear website! One depicts His Excellency with a Wacky Bear Representative at an undisclosed location. Notice how happy he seems.

Next is Dr. Kody. The Kody has a doctorate in world domination.

But ya know what he really likes? He likes pissing off the site Nazi. He really like Indy. And as well he should have because the man was a literary genius. His Excellency would like to share the following with you.

Date: Mon May 31 10:41:14 2004
From: Mike Hedrick
Subject: PLEASE Read The Reason Why I Do "DEF"

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Subject: The Story of *Indy* {pronounced as one word}

I don't write much as I am NOT a literary genius as some of you may think! *sigh*

"LET ME START BY SAYING THAT I AM *NOT* THE FLOODER!" I DON'T EVEN
KNOW HOW TO FLOOD!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

About three years ago, I discovered Bianca's.
I was doing a google search on "sexual forums," because I sort of
felt like
making a silly post just to see what people would say.
One of the first hits was Bianca's Sexual Questions Forum, and I noticed that,

at that time, people posted frequently, and responded to most posts.
So, just for fun, I made a silly post.
I think my first post ever was something along the lines of an excessively large

penis. People laughed and pointed out that I was being silly, and I laughed.

But, as is the case with the internet, it quickly became addictive. The anonymous

ability to post things that would make people react gave me a feeling of power
and
naughtiness. I started posting ridiculous things, like that I ejaculated 9 ounces

of semen etc.

Well, I noticed that there was another poster who did the same, only he was
very low-key,
and tended to leave if anyone got on his case. His name? Indy.
The original Indy was an Australian bloke who liked to post about menstrual
period sex, and
about how much semen comes out in an orgasm. To this day, I still have no idea
who the original Indy was. He only made the occassional post, but it was a sort
of forum joke
to "spot" him and call his bluff, making replies like, "Hi Indy."

Well, I realized that this "Indy" was a comic character who made people
laugh, and I really
enjoy making people laugh.

So, I started pretending to be Indy. At first, my goal was to imitate his writing
style, and see if people could spot me. They did. But, that was not enough.
My posts started becoming increasingly absurd in an effort to garner attention.
Before I knew it, I was posting about girlfarts and girlturds, just to see people's
reaction, because it was the most extreme topic I could imagine. Well, they
paid attention! Before I knew it, in a matter of weeks, people were going "Indy
crazy," laughing at the fart posts. I was an instant hit! Of course, the
real "Indy" had left, being too shy to handle the imping and pressure.

So I just took up his persona. The feeling of power and importance that came
with anonymously causing hundreds of people to pay attention to me, to affect
them so much with fart and turd posts that I was disgusting them in real life,
was a drug. For about one year, I went to Bianca's on and off just to stir up
some trouble for fun. At first it was all innocent. Well, one day, I was searching
the internet for some "poop" material, and I came across an article
by this guy who was talking about his girlfriend, who worked in a restaurant,
farting on an obnoxious customer's cake for a joke.
He used the phrase "feces-turd" in describing the smell.

It was so absurd and comical that I copied it. I do not know who originated
this
phrase, but he is out there, somewhere. So, just to see the reaction, I used
the
phrase "feces-turd" in a Bianca's post, and it was a success! The
phrase was so
silly and absurd that people commented on it on droves.

I began to say it aloud at my home because it made me laugh, and for some reason,

saying it together fast as one word was all the more ridiculous and funny.
That was the origin of (pronounced as one word).

The sound it made to actually pronounce "feces-turd" as one word,
combined with the ludicrous idea of including a pronunciation guide on an internet
post, made me laugh, so I did it, and it stuck! Before I knew it, I had a following!
People were making "Indy" posts, and using the phrase "feces-turd
(pronounced as one word)!" I was a star! I never imagined that my silliness
would produce such success, but it did, and it felt great to be affecting so
many people anonymously.

Well, it was at this time that I noticed one particular POSTER in the Fantasy
Forum who really did not like me. His posts all had the same style, with lots
of
asterisks and quotation marks in the titles, and short, snippy posts.
He was also fond of copying text and pasting it in a new post. He quickly became
my
nemesis and it was clear that he, above everyone, wanted to see me gone.
He wanted to restore the forum to its former glory.
Somehow, on some post, he began to use the name "Jon Kelly." Somehow,
that evolved into "Jon F. Kelly of Nevada," and a legend was
born.

Jon quickly became my nemesis, and did everything he could to destroy
and discredit me. Well, the job I was working at the time allowed me unlimited
internet access, and I could get all my work done while switching often to Bianca's,
and so I began to wage war with Jon F. Kelly. Jon was truly out to destroy me.

What urged me on? Why did I not give up? Primarily, because people were reacting
to me.
It is a powerful feeling to disrupt an entire forum, especially with fart and
turd posts.
The truth is that I have absolutely no desire to sniff girlfarts or eat girlturds.
The idea disgusts me. But, it was effective in causing outrage in people,
and so I continued.

No matter how many hundreds of posts I made about the flatulence
and feces of girls, people continue to react.
Wow. Now, of course I have neuroses.
Many people do. I have a lack of attention in my real life. I am not a loser.
I hold a good job, am 29 years old, pretty ugly, and I have no friends
and never date. But I have always had issues with rejection and loneliness.

Well, by posting about girlfarts and girlturds, and garnering so much attention,
I had at least a part of my life where people paid attention to me. The anonymity
was all the better, as I could not suffer the social repercussions of such filthy
talk. I began branching out to other fora, and before I knew it, all of Bianca's
was aflame with talk about Indy. Many, many people imped me in every fora,
so it appeared that I was everywhere at once. Many theories were proposed as
to how this could be.

I was a genius hacker, then a supernatural being, then
a mad millionaire who flew around the world daily and used hundreds of computers,
then a charismatic genius leader who had hordes of followers. The truth is
that it was just me, with a few imps. Well, fora began to crumble. As the
mods deleted my posts, I posted all the more. I continued until the mods gave
up. All the while, Jon F. Kelly of Nevada was nipping at my heels, always
trying to expose, uncover, or intimidate me into leaving. But, again, the anonymity
of the internet afforded me courage. I have always used public servers, so
that I cannot be traced.

Hundreds of people use these terminals every day,
without any record of who is there, and so it would be virtually impossible
to track me. Well, before I knew it, I, Indy, was the most notorious and renown
fellow on the internet sexual forum circuit. Bianca, Trianca, Dotcomjunkies,
and all of the rest of the big fora knew me. I was wreaking havoc all over
the internet! The name "Indy," when typed in a google search engine,
would bring up hundreds of links, all of them my work! Surely you can understand
how this sort of fame and notoriaty would be intoxicating.

Jon F. Kelly of Laughlin, Nevada was HOT on my trail and he told me that I would
be toast and there was NO escaping his relentless pursuit.
He was going to stop me at all costs and I think he used the expression
"Cold In My Tracks"

Indeed, Jon was relentless in his endeavor!

Well, after about three years of this, Bianca's fell to me. The mods got tired
of it.
No matter how many posts they deleted, no matter how many times they banned
me,
I used another IP and returned. I drove them crazy. Soon, they gave up, and
Bianca
sold the site.

I absolutely do not know how to flood. There is a flooder among us. I suspect
that our
flooder is some older man who lives at home with his mother in her basement!
I myself, only have a rudimentary knowledge of computers.

People just started flooding, and other people assumed it was
"Indy," and before I knew it, I was being called the flooder. Well,
even though I did not flood, the reputation of being the flooder caused people
to think even higher of me, that I was some sort of hacking mastermind. I of
course just took the fame and did not deny the flooding. Hahaha. What a brilliant
move.

Well, at this point in history, I have been at my work for three years.
But the real question is this: WHY do I do this? What compelled me to continue
to post about farts and turds for five years? Well, I suspect that any human
being, at some level, desires power, praise, and recognition. And even negative
attention and power is better than none. I happened to stumble upon a formula
that brings those things, and the anonymous power makes me feel good. It is
as simple as that. Now don't get me wrong! I am NOT a bad person. I do not
do things that actually harm people. I just do not think that sexual fora are
all that important. Fora where people post sex stories, well, are hardly important.

Destroying them does not really harm anyone. In real life, I am a good person.
I do not hurt others. I do charity work. I work hard and give my mother money
every month. But something about the anonymous power...it is seductive. So,
that is my, Indy's, story. There is nothing more or less complicated than that.
That is my story, and everything I have said is true. Indy is just a character
I play, sort of like Martin Short played Ed Grimley, or Woody Allen played Alvy
Singer. Indy is just a character.

Nothing more, nothing less. If you met me in real life, you would find an intelligent,

handsome, capable man with a decent career who has fun, provides for his mother,
and dates.
I am nothing special.
But I truly believe that my character Indy is one of the great literary
creations of our century. You may agree or disagree, but one thing you cannot
deny: Indy has had more influence on the entire internet than any other person
or character. Long live Indy! (pronounced as one word)

Now if you believe all of this bullshit I have a dandy bridge located in the

San Francisco Bay that I will let you have at an exceptionly great price. Is
it a deal?

Thank you very much for reading this BIG piece of literary trash and you just
might
consider this my farewell ....

If anyone would care enough to send me e-mail .... indynumbnuts@yahoo.com

And indeed the Bear did write him. Here is a copy of the letter content.

I enjoyed reading the story of Indy. I feel that it is time for you to reinvent yourself. I continue to post my ridiculous KodyBear writings however I feel that the KodyBear does not have the tenacity required to destroy an internet forum. You must bring Indy to http://www.anonyblog.com/

There you will find fertile ground for your disgusting but entertaining style. His Excellency hopes that you will be pleased to know that he posted "A TRIBUTE TO INDY" a couple of months ago in which he transcribed three or four of your more memorable posts from bitch about stuff. He hopes that you will appreciate the fact that in his last post he suggested that the Pope also ate the turds of teenage girls. He is quite proud of that because the site went down a couple of days later.

As you can see His Excellency is really just another troll,imagined in the mind of a sometimes bored sales clerk in an East coast electronics store.

I'm going to go out and enjoy the beach. Good day to you all.

What's the secret?

Would someone please post a tutorial on displaying images on this site?

VEG

What is the most difficult part about eating vegetables?

Getting them out of the chair.

My fella is 80yrs old, 55 yrs older then myself. I like the feeling of dominance as he is bedridden and cannot move much without strain!!! i like the feeling of being in control this does not make me a freak> i love goung down on him as he comes so quickly however i worry that maybe i might be too much in the bedroom for him as i dont want his heart packing in!!!!!!

boobies

people always post anonomously when being profound or when they have a dark secret or when there spelling things right, i've done it, i did some thing about love months ago, i even spelldid it righ n all

but no, oh no, not this time, its time for something random, something completely different

boobies

ultimate distraction
for men: the staring at and doing things with
for women: the reajusting of and retriving that bra strap that is falling down your upper arm (or alternativly for the staring at or doing things with if that is your thing)

oooh and also: when you go somewhere and someone asks how was it look thoughtful and say "its more like it is now than it ever was" thats and Ike Isenhower quote that is :P

am too lost

once i wrote that i want him and some of you adviced me to go for it, he is brother's best friend
that day me and him we were in his car we were playing and suddenly he came to me and kissed me i was so surprised then he kissed me again i was so shocked then he asked me to be together without letting anyone knows i aproved but am so scared if anyone knows am soo fuckin dead me and him so what should i do ireally like him and he likes me more i want him really
should i do

mb

I bought a pair of vegetarian shoes the other day, they tasted awful and were very chewy.

mb

Illegal Immigrants

The blog needs less poem posts and that gay shit kodybear posts and more illegal immigration issue posts.

i saw the sign.

i told myself that tonight would decide whether or not there was hope for a future between us.

i told myself that tonight, i would wait for a sign to see if you cared.

i told myself that if i didn't receive said sign, i would begin to gradually learn to let you go.

i got the sign. thank you god.

and now i'm all smiles again. :)

grave-digging.

To our mutual friends:

Yes. I like him. Alot. But I'm not going to do anything about it or nudge him into reciprocating because I do not want the situation to become awkward should he not feel the same way as I do.

As such, it would be nice if none of you ever bring it up and tease us about it. Because I'd much rather have him as a good friend than to risk jeopardising the relationship/friendship by bringing up the topic.

Why can't you guys understand that and just leave us alone? You're just making the situation at hand hard to ignore and hence making it worse. Calling him mine in front of him, asking him to send me back especially when his way home in the opposite direction (even if it was just a joke), purposely and obviously making us sit beside each other, and informing me that he's coming along to the outing does NOT make things easier.

--

I wish our mutual friends really read this. But if they do, then its an affirmation that I like him. I'm not shy about it, its not that I don't want to admit it, but it would also add to the awkwardness of the already weird situation we're in.

How am I to stop them from digging me a grave?

A Man Walks Into A Bar

A man walks into a bar with a paper bag.
He sits down and places the bag on the counter.

The bartender walks up and asks what is in the bag.
The man reaches into the bag, pulls out a little man, about one foot high, and sets him on the counter. He reaches back into the bag and pulls out a small piano, setting it on
the counter as well. He reaches into the bag once again and pulls out a
tiny piano bench, which he places in front of the piano.
The little man sits down at the piano,
and starts playing a beautiful piece by Mozart!
"Where on earth did you get that?" says the bartender.
The man responds by reaching into the paper bag.
This time he pulls out a magic lamp. He hands it to the bartender and
says:"Here. Rub it."
So the bartender rubs the lamp, and suddenly there is a gust of smoke and
a beautiful genie! is standing before him. "I will grant you one wish.
Just one wish...each person is only allowed one!"
The bartender gets very excited. Without hesitating he says, "I want a
million bucks!" A few moments later, a duck walks into the bar. It is
soon followed by another duck, then another.
Pretty soon, the entire bar is filled with ducks and they keep coming!
The bartender turns to the man and says, "Y'know, I think your genie’s a
little deaf. I asked for a million bucks, not a million ducks."
"Tell me about it!” says the man, "do you really think I asked for a 12
inch pianist?

Cool Suff

I am in gay cruise bar writing on internet. Wow so cool, am going to go get me a cock to suck real soon, yeeeeeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaaa

mb

I put a BBW on the BBQ and fed more people than Jesus ever did

End of the real motherfucking talk

In my recent posts i have been trying to start a discussion aimed at getting different points of view in the immigration issue, but i end up having no good debate partners in this web page. I simply get stubborn replies that the low class can work for better wages now, when that is actually bad for both american businesses and american citizens. It's bad for businesses because it will make the business owners move to another country where they can get cheap labor, like India or China. It's bad for american citizens because once the companies move to another country, there will be less jobs for what these stubborn posters call "the american low class", what a joke.
My only discussion opponent is this low-life gay faggot that calls himself vador. I don't even consider him an opponent because he has only proven himself to be a pathetic kid that is still jacking off to his computer screen. I am afraid that i will leave this web page without showing the rest of the ignorant posters why america needs immigrants. Good luck fellow posters, you're gonna need it.

Casey Jones

Casy Jones was a mean son-of-a-bitch,
Wrecked his train in a railroad ditch.
Lined a hundred women up against the wall,
Casey said he was gonna fuck em all.
fucked 98 til his balls turned blue,
Turned around, jacked off, and fucked the other two.
Casey died and he went to hell,
Fucked the devil and he fucked him well.
Two little devils ran up the wall,
One said, hurry up Joe he's gonna fuck us all!!

ANALYSIS OF A MUDSKIN MEXICAN COCKROACH: YOUR OFF TOPIC POST DOES NOT DESERVE A RESPONSE

You have indicated to all on this forum how ignorant you are. You seem to miss the most important point. That is the difference between legal and illegal immigrants. Nevertheless, who could expect intelligence from a stupid fuck as yourself?

Crushing you once again,
Vador

P.S. Keep working on that English, there seems to be a little improvement.

Immigration, Real shit "Analysis of a dumbass: Vador the gay fag"

In the recent posts, or let me say, all of the posts in this webpage there is a piece of shit redneck cocksucking faggot that keeps giving me shit about how america doesn't need immigrants. Well, let's start, it seems that this gay ass kid with a pussy username that we all know as "vador the dominator" or whatever the fuck his gay username is, what a fucking faggot, does he think that he is Conan the barbarian or some shit. He probably loves Arnold Schwarzenegger in that movie and he probably jacks off to that movie too. He looks like the kind of guy that will be 30 years of age and he still plays "Dungeons and Dragons" or some kid rpg game. This fag probably jacks off to his mother while he spends his whole week looking for immigration facts off the internet. And according to him, he has enough information to "crush me". Well, hey at least i have homies and at least i have a life, unlike this fucking redneck who uses anonyblog to post his gay desires and his political stand, which no one cares because all he talks about is how his country is defending him, he just spends his time ranting on this webpage about his fascist desire to separate the immigrants and to send them back. Hey, i would like to see this finger fucker do the kind of job that a mexican does, a real hardworking, backbreaking job that your gay ass won't even attempt to do. just because there are 1 or 2 crazy white rednecks doing nasty jobs in that Discovery channel show "Dirty Jobs", every redneck thinks that there are many white guys willing to do that shit. Well let me bring it down to you, VADOR, almost every white person is smart, they get B's or C's in school and end up with an office job or some kind of higher job. Hell, the president of the United States, George W. Bush, is a "C" average student. The big working force of the United States is full of illegal immigrants because they are willing to do the shitty jobs in the U.S. By the way vador, if you have some time apart from jacking off in your mother's room, try to get out of your computer, and get out into the real world. It's okay if you have no friends and everybody hates you, since that's what happening right now with you because you have to resort to using anonyblog to post your inner faggot feelings. Get out into the real world and see it for yourself. Who are the people working on the construction site for that new house, latinos. Who are the people collecting excrement (that's shit if you don't know) from the cows in order to turn the excrement into fertilizers, latinos. who are the people working in the farms in the middle of the hot sun, latinos. There are many horrible jobs that latinos have to do while white people are living the 9 to 5 life that sustains the big corporations. Without immigrants here there would be no one willing to work the fields as long as they have their high school diploma. So fuck you kid, you have no idea what the fuck you're talking about. shut your redneck mouth and get a life.

YO, Mr. Real motherfucker

If I could, I would reach through this post and kick your ass so hard you would be wearing it for a hat. What makes you think that your opinion is the answer? Illegal immigrants of all races are not welcome in America. That is a fact that all Americans can agree on. All of your bullshit about how illegals help the economy can be packed right up your ass. What are you so angry about? You should be thankful that you can live in this great country and make a better life for yourself. I think you should stop bitching and go to school. Learn to spell and use the English language better. Set a good example for your homies because they need it. Your big boycott gathering did nothing. That was a big let down for you, wasn't it? I rather enjoyed the day (May 1) myself. The local mexishits were too chickenshit to walk off the worksites around my neighborhood. I suspect you are a little chicken shit also. You write many words but you say very little. You have no facts and figures to back up your opinion. You should research the subject before you try to have a debate. Otherwise, you will be crushed by VADOR THE DOMINATOR every time you post. I can back up my posts with real information. So watch the wall go up on the Mexican border and watch the laws change to fit the times. Illegal crossing will become much harder and staying in America will be almost impossible for illegals of all races. You keep talking your bullshit while all this is going on and I will watch my country secure the border.
FUCK YOU VERY MUCH JOSE,
Vador The Dominator

Mexicans

if we close the borders, all of our houses will cost $1 million to build. Don't be idiots.

Question

Question

If someone is wearing a hairpiece, they are "bewigged." If a woman is wearing a beautiful dress, she is "begowned." Something that has gemstones on it is "bejeweled." Someone filled with amazement is "bedazzled."

So why is it that if someone has their head cut off, we say they're "beheaded." Shouldn't it be "deheaded"?

Real motherfucking talk!!!

Yo, i haven't entered this webpage in a long time, but i checked the recent posts and saw that there is some redneck piece of shit sister-banging assholes who continue to ramble on and on about illegal immigration, i have made some posts earlier but some idiots just don't seem to understand. Yes, Valdor or whatever the fuck your name is, i am talking to you. People try to express their opinions about latinos in America but the sad thing is that the rednecks themselves don't have the balls to do something about it. The Minuteman Project is being led by some chickenshit fucker who is acting by the law, going to houses and asking for signatures, what kind of pussy shit is that? What do latinos do? they gather up around the major cities in the United States and organize massive protest boycotts across Los Angeles, Chicago, Houston, Dallas, and many more cities. You see, i am a latino myself, i am well aware of the immigration issue and i have had many debates over it, and i came to the conclusion that both sides have their rights and wrongs. From the redneck perspective, illegal immigrants are wasting citizen's tax money as many "hard-working" Americans use their tax money to pay for their welfare and their social services. From the hispanic view, America was a nation of immigrants is a nation of immigrants, and will be a nation of immigrants. They want to move from their fucked up lives in their natal countries, to America, where they are happy enough working for lesser wages than those of the low-class american worker and becoming the low class workers that will happily do the shit that most Americans won't do. Both sides have these rightful points, and they are the main reason for conflict on this issue. (The rest of the topics on this issue don't make sense, if you think there is something from another side that has a justification for becoming a reason, then post it, i will show you why it is right or wrong). So it adds up to that, which brings me up to my decisive point. There is a large number of illegal immigrants, and like all the ethnic groups in this world, there are some good latinos and bad latinos. Good latinos are the hard working wetbacks that work in the agricultural section or the other shitty sections that earn enough money to send some back to their poor family members in their home countries, they are the good latinos. The bad latinos are the ones that try to destroy the country by selling dope and crack, they are the ones that are wasting America's money by using welfare and social services, they are the shaved head cholos that form gangs and use violence for their personal gain. Don't get me wrong, i hate those motherfuckers too, they take the hot latino girls from us. So in the end we have a mixed ethnic group, with good and bad people on it. Sadly, since the redneck people hate the latinos that waste their money, they assume that it is the entire latino immigrant group that is wasting their money, fucking it up for the good latinos. That's why America will never achieve a proposition that is good for both sides, because the bad latinos often start their activities once they are in the states. That's why i simply choosed a side, because today's rednecks will assume that my father, who works for a low salary at Papa Johns as a pizza delivery guy, they will thinks that he is just another dope smuggling crack vendor. That's why i chose the immigrant side. Because whether you like it or not California is full of immigrants. Whenever my people are down for a strike or a violent protest, i will be down with them, because California is bound to be taken over by the high latino population. Fuck, if i was a redneck, i would be in the minuteman's side, because California is going to change and people don't know it yet but it will. So get ready America, choose a side, because California will slowly be taken back...

GA DEALS WITH ILLEGAL IMMIGRANTS

ATLANTA — With dozens of states rushing to fill the vacuum left by long-stalled Congressional action on immigration legislation, none have rushed faster and further than Georgia, which recently passed a law that all sides describe as among the most far-reaching in the nation.

Rather than focusing tightly on restricting access to specific benefits or cracking down on employment or bogus identity documents, as other states tried to do, Georgia took the blunderbuss approach, passing a bill hitting as many areas as possible.

The new law requires Georgia employers to use a federal database to verify that their workers are legal, instead of using a voluntary system that was widely ignored. Recipients of most state benefits, including welfare and Medicaid, must prove they are in the country legally, although some medical services are exempt. Workers who cannot provide a Social Security number or other taxpayer identification will be required to pay a 6 percent state withholding tax, taken from their paychecks.

Jailers must inform the federal authorities if anyone incarcerated is in the country illegally, and the local authorities are specifically authorized to seek training to enforce federal immigration laws. And a new criminal offense, human trafficking, has been added to the books to crack down on those who bring in large groups of immigrants.

The bill, known as the Georgia Security and Immigration Compliance Act, was signed by Gov. Sonny Perdue, a Republican, on April 17 and will begin to take effect on July 1, 2007, with various provisions taking effect over the next several years.

Ann Morse, director of the Immigrant Policy Project at the National Conference of State Legislatures, said no other state had gone so far as Georgia in trying to restrict immigrant benefits and rights since Proposition 187 in California (passed in 1994 and ruled unconstitutional four years later) and Proposition 200 in Arizona (passed in 2004). Both measure denied many social services to illegal immigrants.

"There are other bills in legislatures around the country that are somewhat comprehensive, but nothing as comprehensive as Georgia's," Ms. Morse said.

This came about, the bill's author said, because Republican leaders in Georgia decided that public support was growing for such an initiative.

"We decided that the best thing to do was to take a lot of ideas and put them together in one bill," said State Senator Chip Rogers, a Republican representing some of Atlanta's far northern suburbs, who wrote the new law and spearheaded its passage. "The climate was certainly right."

- Washington could learn a lot from Georgia.

ugh, I think I could love you

So I met this amazing woman but she started dating someone else and I just feel like I will be no one's number one. I'm surrounded by couples in all facets of my life. I've lost one of my best friends and I don't really get to talk to this amazing woman. And it makes me wonder what's so special about instant connections when clearly it doesn't matter to other people. Sometimes I feel like i will be perpetually single and I don't understand it.

i'm ok

i miss u...but, i will hang in there.

Good vs Evil

I have these friends that are twins. One of them I really like, she's nice and cool and funny. The other one is more like the "evil twin," she's weird, rude, and I just don't like her at all. I talk to both of them on a regular basis, the evil twin doesn't know I despise her. The problem is their birthday is coming up and they invited me to the party. I don't know if I should go or not, and if I do go, I wouldn't want to get the one I don't like a present! I gave them a vague answer, like "I'll see if I can come, I don't know what I'l lbe doing on that day, I might have to go to ____." so I'll have an open window in order to get out of it. But I still don't know if I should go or not, advice?

Men's Sexual Kinks

I got a new boyfriend recently and, like the previous boyfriend he enjoys talking during sex. I enjoy also, it creates great visuals that help get us both off. The problem is I lie about what we talk about. For example, he likes to know about my past & I can make up some juicy stuff, all of which is completely a lie. But the BF thinks its true. Anyone else have that problem? Is it a problem?

Grey's Anatomy

The season finale had me bawling last night! I can't believe that Denny died! How could they do it?! After he finally got his heart and got engaged to Izzy the writers gave him a freaking stroke and let him die all alone. How could they do this!!!!! He was perfect and should have become a regular! So many people just loved him!!!! I am in shock!

Anyone else a Grey's fan? How do ya'll feel about what happened to Denny?

Censorship

My, my, my! I am so glad that the site Nazi has come out of retirement to dictate what content should and should not be posted on this site. He/she alone is the one and only person who knows what is the correct material to post. Thank goodness! I almost had a mind of my own for a while! But we can't have that, can we? No, we now know that we are not to read, enjoy, or comment on any KodyBear or Magogo posts, because the site Nazi has declared that NOT ONE of us is interested. Phew! Glad I dodged that bullet! I came really close to enjoying the quirkiness of the bear, but now I know that I'm not interested, after all. Thanks, site Nazi! I will assume that since you have not informed us that we don't enjoy posts about eating assholes and buttfucking people in the mouth, that I am permitted, or perhaps required, to enjoy those? Please advise, site Nazi; the future of this blog depends on you.

You wish.

***NEWS BULLITEN***

Sources close to the His Eminence Kody R Bear are indicating that the Bear,along with his associate Magogo the Singing Dancing Macarena Monkey,are taking steps to develope their own separate myspace sights. It has been reported that the Bears motivation is to invite Jeanna Jamison into his network as it is obvious that they share a similar interest. We know what that is. Sources say that is a publicity stunt on the part of the Kody and to make no mistake about the fact that his real intention is internet domination and eventually world dictator. Don't try searching for the Kody any time soon as the sight will be a well planned,heavily constructed multi-media affair befitting a great ruler.

Magogo,on the other hand,wishes to construct a simple sight where he can display himself and blog about AA batteries and coaxial cable.

Before mentioned sources are also saying that the Bear and the Monkey are having a dispute over sexually explicit pictures stored on the Low Life Film studio's hard drive. The pictures show The Bear and the monkey in compromising sexual positions.

Attorney Kody G Bear is fighting to have the pictures under digital rights management thus giving His Excellency total control of all associated media.

KODY KODY KODY !!!

How are you today site nazi. Bet your not feeling so funny are you? I am constantly promoting The Kody Bear in an effort to see him take controll of the internet. A google search would be quite entertaining in your spare time. His Excellency is still shooting The Kody Bear Movie in Maryland. I understand that the film is over budget and that shooting may continue through August when His Excellecy and the producers and film crew for Low Life Films arrive on the Outer banks. At this point I will become involved as a cast member. I have given the Executive producer a story board and am insisting that the material be incorporated int the film. Why dont't you visit his web site again and just stare at his picture for a while. Then you will feel better.

Nobody

Nobody thinks Kodybear is funny or interesting in the least.

Go somewhere else with this crap.

KODYBEAR

His Excellency wishes me to inform you that he,himself,Kody R Bear is is the Bear with the mustache. The Bear pictured with the Wacky Bear rep is not His Excellency. This Bear is an entry level Klan member who at one time had the distinction of serving his Excellency in two of his Babies On Line campaigns. His Excellency will at this time allow the pictures to be posted on his web page but request that all future film and still shots maintain the integrity of his image and promote him as the lead in The Kody Bear Movie.
--
Magogo the Singing Dancing Macarena Monkey

Making Dreams Reality

5 days ago I recieved a myspace email from a high school girlfriend that I haven't seen nor heard from for 6 years. We were together from the ages of 15 to 18, and then split due to her moving away for college. I never expected to hear from her again.

I replied to the email, simply and cordially, and she replied back with her phone number. I called her and we talked for 4 hours. She decided to drive 500 miles this weekend to see me on Saturday. She just left.

We still have everything in common. We're still completely comfortable around one another. I cannot believe this weekend just happened. While we were darn close to perfect for one another in high school, now, us both 24 years old, and not talking for over 6 years... we've become ABSOLUTELY perfect for one another, without ever knowing it until this weekend.

I was sure she was married by now... she was sure I was still living in California... and now she's moving back here as soon as possible. It didn't take long for utterances of marriage to begin.

Dare to dream the impossible. It may just happen.

The Site Drunk

last night I drank two High Gravity beers in the big ass 24 oz cans before I rode my moped home from work. On the way home I purchased two more and drank them before heading out on my moped to get two more. I remember leaving but I don't remember comming home. At least it would be unlikely that I could kill anyone but my self on the moped. But I guess there's always the possibility that I could have a collision with a with a baby stroller. more than likely I will just wind up in jail and that will be unfortunate for you because they don't give inmates internet access and I won't be able to help you. How can I help? I have close ties with His Excellency Kody r Bear.

where is site drunk?

i need input......please help me , only the site drunk can help!

KODYBEAR ENTERPRISES

I had a positive experience with KODYBEAR ENTERPRISES. I first met the KodyBear in March of 2000. At the time he had a position as a public service announcer in an East coast electronics store. I also ask him to find me something interesting on the Internet. He hired only one monkey and only used one computer. The monkey searched for about a year and for this service all I had to do was supply AA batteries. The monkey then presented me with p2p. It has now been six years and my music and porno collection is staggering. I have skillful actresses from all over the world gracing my television screen. There isn't any music that I can't find. I've got Frank Zappa out the ass. And what have I spent? Not a dime. For this I am eternally grateful. Since His Excellency Kody R Bear came to power and began his acting career I have seen very little of him. I understand that as of late his behavior has become rather erratic and that he might not be thinking rationally. I have been trying to get the Executive producer for THE KODY BEAR MOVIE at Low Life Films to send me some pictures of His Excellency with Rod Stewart that I can post on His web page.

http://kody.r.bear.googlepages.com/home

please help the KodyBear in his effort to take over the internet.

Lost my best friend recently. We had an argument, tried to call and fix things. Reptivively. He never picked up. The one time he did he said that he just didn't care enough to even give it a chance. Things is, and I know I cold have done thigns differently and whatever, but it is mostly his fault, for jsut not being a good friend basically. I did everything I coudl for him. He neer...well, he used to, when we first met, be a great friend. But then about a year and a half ago something jsut...changed. Don't know what is was, but things got worse form there. We were so close, and he just kept pushing me away. He's lost alot of his other friends too. Most of them. And he won't do a thing to try and fix it. He has problems, he's told me, funny things is the argument taht set it all off was me trying to help him, and himrefusing to even talk about anything, for whatever reason.
He says he cdan't trust me. he said that a year ago. I never did nor have I ever done anythign to hurt him. I never would. He's...was my best friend.
I miss him.

You'd think years of wonderful, caring, dependable friendship woudl mean something to him.

I don't expect this to attract anything other than sarcastic comments, I'm only really writing it while I summon the energy to get off my arse and locate my pills.

I think I'm going to kill myself, I've tried to be happy again I really have, but I've had enough and I can't fight anymore. I know this is pathetic and stupid but there you go. Oh and no I'm not using paracetamol and yes I know it will hurt

stupid fucking monkeys

I have lots of money, since I don't work, I try to find something interesting to keep me entertained, so last month I hired some firm " Kody Bear Enterprises" and asked them to find me something interesting. I gave them $500,000.02 and said "do it". So KBE responded yesterday and informed me they were unable to find anything interesting. I asked "what did you do with my money?"
KBE informed me that they hired 1000 monkeys, bought 1000 computers, hooked them all up to the internet and instructed the monkeys to search the entire web for anything interesting....... So I insisted that I speak to the monkeys myself....I asked "what the fuck do you fucking monkeys look for?"
At that point a slightly larger monkey then the rest of them stepped up and said..."I am the master monkey, I asked them to search the entire web...some thought you may be interested in looking at naked female monkeys and I said NO...keep looking". The master monkey said " I am sorry to inform you that there is nothing of interest on the web". I yelled " YOU STUPID FUCKING MONKEYS.....I'VE WASTED MY MONEY". The master monkey said "here you can see for your self....check this one web site out and you will see all the web site we searched". The master monkey handed me a a piece of paper and on it was written..... http://www.dot-registrar.net/lists/OldDelete.txt

KODYBEAR MOVIE

BREAKING NEWS FLASH !!!

KODYBEAR MOVIE OVER BUDGET !!!

KODY R BEAR CONFRONTED BY PETA !!!

MAYHEM AND PANDEMONIUM AT LOW LIFE FILMS !!!

People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals surrounded the Low Life Film studios this morning after finding a pile of rare marmots and marsupials outside the studios gates. PETA Officials claim that the animals had been sodomized to death. His Excellency Kody R Bear does not deny the charges. He taunted the crowd by claiming that on the studio's back lot he had a drugged snow leopard that he was going to sodomize. The crowd responded with a militant attitude and began throwing rocks at the studio. Let's face it folks this reporter thinks these people are one hundred percent full of shit. Much like this installment of breaking news. After all are not these the same people who in the eighties were stuffing gerbils up their asses? Their actions enraged the Klan of the KodyBear who began shouting "Porko Feco" at their antagonizers. Even the normally docile Magogo the Singing Dancing Macarena Monkey joined the chant and began slinging feces at the onlookers. The effect this will have on the films overinflated budget is yet to be seen.

Friend ??

I gave one of my closest and best friends a blowjob. He and i have been friends for a really long time since we were 11. We are 27 now and he has had the same girlfriend for nearly 2 years and i have been with my boyfriend sort of seriously more so for 3 yrs. It was weird we just got onto the subject of oral sex one night while drinking wine and i just let it out that i considered i was pretty damn good at it and then he said prove it and i did.

now there is all the awkward stuff of what does it mean etc. All we did was i gave him a bj, we did nothing else, shit its weird, we have not talked properly about it yet, i am sort of freeking that everyting is screwed up for our friendship. What to do...????

go..

Ok, as i chat with u...u ask me if i'd marry u. r u being serious? do u have no idea of the pain u caused me?? u tell me that u will give her up if i come back to u...r u trying to blackmail me back to love...how can u love me? what is love?? what abt all those times when u told me that u wud love no one else...and, now u want me to substitute another? i just must be unworthy of ur love..actually, i dont think there is anything else that i cud have done to keep u with me...if this is how u choose to end things...so, let it be. i am not about to fight a battle with a woman whose known u for a couple of months.. i have known u for years now. anyway, she wants u for herself...and. i shall let her have u coz i cant be with u anyways...the trust is gone..all i have is pain and memories..so, i wud much rather just live with that rather than with further pain, paranoia, and sorrow...but, it is just so hard for me to say goodbye..what is holding me back? is it bcoz i cant believe that i cud have so stupid, that i cud have been so wrong...so, i need to prove myself right by sticking with u?? i cant take hand-me downs..u like her...so, u be with her

I Need A New Direction

I'm 25 and have been unemployed for close to a year. I have 2 degrees, a loving fiance, and a loving family. I live in a town I love. Why do I feel so worthless without a job?

I've tried everything and nothing seems to be working. I worked hard, had a very good GPA in college, a long and varied work history (an internship, a co-op, and experience as an entry-level buyer - close to 1 year).

Everything seems to be crashing down around me financially and career-wise. I've found a couple of wonderful openings and have applied repeatedly. The positions have not been filled, nor have they even contacted anyone. I just feel SO discouraged. I feel as though I have to give up everything (family, fiance, etc.) to move to another city in order to get work...

What to do??? I really need a job - any job. The problem is that people view me as way too qualified for a lot of entry-level jobs (which I'd gladly do). I'm left with nothing - no options. It appears that all unemployment assistance around here is geared towards people who have no skills or education.

Any advice would be appreciated.

Frustrated in Michigan.

My confession

I would like to buttfuck your mouth in the asshole.

LOLLERCOASTER

American Idol: Revisited

Paula is too drunk and whacked out on pain pills to travel to your home to give a blow job. However, if you can somehow seek her out, I'm sure you could simply place your penis in her mouth and she would instantly begin sucking it.

I not only like American Idol, but I also enjoy a good story about eating a butthole out (or having a midget eat my butthole).

Elliot will win. If not, there is no justice in the world.

I'd rather watch American Idol than read 1 sentence that wannabe intellectual from the previous post writes.

I'd also like to ejaculate all over that persons face, eyes, and hair.

I'm sorry Chris had to go last night, however I am happy that I will get to see Kat shake her tits around for at least another week. Again, I'd like to eat her asshole, throat fuck her, then cum all over her eyeballs.

God bless

Austin, TX

Blondes Vs Brunettes Vs Red

PPl here . Which girls do you think r hot. Blondes or Brunettes or Red Heads.

Personally Brunettes with Big Ass Titties r Hot!!! Wht abt ya ppl

crazy ex

Hello everyone,
I just need your advice. My partner has been going through a prolonged divorce (false accusations by his ex caused by jealosy). It has been going on for years already. All this time, she has been harassing me. I had to change my cell number twice, and my place of residency twice. I did not want to issue a restraining order because I thought it will prolong the divorce. Now she wants to go to trial, to get all the money. She threw him out of his house, and our situation is very bad right now. I can see what she will be doing in the future, how much suffering she is planning to cause. Is there any way I can protect myself and my partner? Does anyone know of a good lawyer? Please write to me at red_rose_2000_2000@yahoo.com
Thank you!

Midgets eat asshole better than anyone

Pixy fairies eat pretty good ass too, but midgets are by far the best for a good butthole reeming. Afterwards you will ALWAYS feel cleaned out and fresh. They enjoy it too, because midgets benefit from the fecal vitamins and minerals found only in non-midget individuals. It's like red bull for them.

American Idol

Who will win: Chris
Who should win: Elliot
Who is the inspirational winner: Taylor
Who should and will be voted off tonight: Kat

Chris is a rocker and will make the most money, but Elliot is the greatest vocalist. Taylor is just awesome and gives people a happy feeling to watch. I really would like to see him go far in his career.

Kat should turn to the porno industry. I would do her every which way from sunday and I think she would look fantastic with a load of my sperm all over her face, eyes and hair.

@_$*@*@)@#

Can a person's head really explode from stress? Or will you start vomiting first? Just how much can one person take?

And if you are living on next to nothing, how can you be expected to pay doctor's bills and utilities and rent and stuff? How can a creditor expect you to agree to pay them more per month than your whole family is living on? How can someone who is disabled and without an income pay for doctors to prove they are disabled? How can a family live on $200 a month?

Molested child: Part 3

I obviously should have told the WHOLE story. Steven has 3 kids yes, they dont live with him anymore. His EX wife has moved away from him and is working on getting his rights taken away, but first she has to find out if he ever touched the kids, and she wont know that unless one of them talks. Im not that horrible of a person with no heart, as soon as i found out he was married with kids i got ahold of his wife. But yes...i am being selfish and wont go to the cops right now, im hoping that he'll get put away if he touched his kids. That is IF and only if one of them talks. Im meeting with his wife and kinds is Odessa in a couple of weeks, is right inbetween where bother of us live, i want to met her and she wants to meet me. MAYBE if nothing happens with him because he didnt touch his kids or they wont talk, then i will speak up. If i do though, you have to understand its going to ruin my life, the life i have now with my fiancee and son. My face, my life, my world is going to be published for everyone to see and read. School will be different, people will treat me different, everywhere i go people will look at me and know, and yes that scares me. Im afraid of what will happen when i do talk, what people will see me as and think about me. Yes i am being selfish...I have a life i love, i have everything i could want and i dont want to ruin that, my son will be 1 in a month, im graudating at the end of may, and im suppose to be getting married in september. Things couldnt be more perfect, i went though hell dealing with what happened, and i dont want to bring it back and go through it again. Im not heartless and i cant sleep at night thinking and knowing hes out there, he could find me, he could come after my child, over my dead body he would be allowed anywhere near my family.

I did think about your question...I have to think about it some more, but i may get back to you on that.

American Idol Elliot

Please vote for elliot tonight.

Thank You,

Van (elliot's sister)

From me to u...

M,

I just wanted to let u know that i cant get u outof my head. i am sorry if i did anything to drive u away. but, i think nothing i did ever gives u the excuse to cheat on me. u threw away 6 years in a few moments. u say that u dont love her, but how am i supposed to believe that when i read ur mails claiming ur love to her. i cant stop crying and my heart just aches. every heart beat feels like such an effort. i know that i can and will take u back if it is possible. but, i just cant now...i am crying all over. i cant seem to do anthing. i dont know what i am going to do. and, the sad part is that through all of this u dont even attempt to support me. if i die soon, i dont blame u...i blame me for loving u. i hope that u have a good life ahead. i am sorry, but i just cant see you with anyone else. so, there are only 2 ways to manage this, either i cease to exist or i forget that u exist, and the latter just seems impossible now.

love,

UC

Is This Too Much? Or Am I stupid

I m a lonely child . I ve had bouts of depression , my mum passed away like 2 yrs ago. my dad is busy with his business. So he doesnt give a shit abt me. he cares abt my sister. I look ok n i am lil rich 2. I m 19 yrs old n a straight GUY.

GIRLS R ALWAYS PLAYIN WITH MY feelings n all. None of the girls actually care abt me . Most of my frnds just want to have sex with the girls n leave them. I on the other hand Want a steady relationship with a girl. N love her .

I just want comments on dis.. Thnx ppl

Molested Child: Part 2

I actually wrote that story 2 years ago because I was going to share it to this group I was apart of, but after reading my writing I couldn’t, I wasn’t as ready as I thought I was to share my story. Yes I was 15 then, I’m 17 now and Steven is 29 married and has 3 kids of his own. As to why I didn’t show anger or rage is because I honestly don’t have that much towards him. I was only 4 when it started, only 8 when it ended, at that age I don’t comprehend this isn’t right, I should hate him with everything I have. Yes I didn’t like him, yes I knew he was hurting me, but he told me he loves me, and at that age all I knew about love was from my mom and dad telling me the same thing. I still dislike him very much; he has tried to contact me several times in the last 2 years. I know now what he did to me wasn’t normal, but then I didn’t. I didn’t ask Kenzi about it because he told me it was a secret, again at the age I was I knew that your not suppose to tell anyone your secrets, so I didn’t. Of course he is real, that is one sick story for someone to make up, which I assure you I did not. His last name is not Logan though; as for his privacy I didn’t feel as though I should post that. For 4 years he told me he “loved” me, and I believed him. Do I still believe that? Maybe. It’s kind of like being brainwashed, he told me the same thing for so long I stated to believe it, and now it’s hard to think differently. Why would someone do that to someone they loved? I don’t know, I haven’t had any kind of contact with Steven to ask him why he did what he did to me, and for so long. For the longest time I believe that people only loved you, or even liked you if they wanted to have sex with you, or be with you in some kind of sexual way, and if they didn’t, then they didn’t love or like you. That sadly ruined a lot of my adolescent years I.E 13-15. I finally met a guy who taught me different and showed me what real love was like and for him I am thankful. Steven is a bad person, and it scares me to think he might be hurting his children, but I also don’t have the courage to tell all of that to my parents or police, not after I kept it to myself for so long. It’s a hard story to tell, it was even harder to put myself back at that time and write it. I was glad I found this site because I had to do something with it, I had to get it off my chest some how and this was it.

As for the letter, you asked, so I shall tell.

Dear ------
I hope you don’t hate me for the rest of your life. I hope one day we can be close and you can understand why I did what I did. I had to, i'm sorry but I did. I do love you, very very much. You were such a well-behaved child, and oh so pretty too. Your brown hair always so long and soft and those blue eyes just telling me how much they wanted me. You’ll appreciate what I did later in life; I saved you from being hurt by some other guy, someone crazy. I don’t believe I hurt you, I believe I helped you discover what the big kids do, I mean you were always saying how much you wanted to know and do what the big kids did. Since you are now 18, your no longer illegal and maybe we can hang out, this time we can really do things together and you’ll love it just as much as you did 14 years ago. I’m sure your just amazingly gorgeous now, with tons of guys all over you, homecoming queen, and prom queen. I love you ------ and I hope to see you very soon my lovely baby girl.
Love always,
Steven

Pathetic

Why do people have to resort to reposting the same old entries?
It is getting really, really old.

Analingus

I've been licking girl's assholes for years. I love to eat pussy and while im down there i love to eat their ass out. Do women actually enjoy this?

no more tears

so, i've finally decide to walk away from th guy who i considered my soul mate. I just learned that he was talking to me all this time coz he felt "bad" i dont need anybody's pity. i also learned that it took him less than 2months to start liking someone else after 6 years in a relationship. yes, i am hurt. yes, i feel stupid...real stupid coz i thot he was god...but, i am tired of crying, tired of trying to get him to stay in my life. he clearly wants to go..he has told me soooo many times. told me never to call him, move on...but, yet i go back to him...there is no one else to blame other than me...it is my fault to have invested so much of my energy in him...my mistake to love him so...so, what shud i do now?? move on...i just want to be happy without him...i dont want to ever think about him...but, i know that it is not possible...so, my want is to now make him feel sorry for what he did...but, how do i do that? look my best...get a kick ass body:)...

its funny how we regress to being children when we are hurt....all i know is that i dont want to cry...not any more...

Thanks

Thank you America for going to war and driving gas prices up.

Just kidding. Fuck you.

read me?

so anyways...i was fucking my wife in the ass last night, and she was obviously caught by surprise...she punched me in the face. should i file this as a domestic complaint? i normally wouldn't care, but she cut off my left testicle too and nailed it to the wall...it was hard enough explaining it at the hospital....i wouldn't really know what to say at the police station. maybe i should hit her in the face and cut off her left breast and hang that on the wall...yeah, i'm gonna go do that. wish me luck. or bail money.

Regarding all who have considered ending their life

Yeah... Ive considered ending it all many times... more like every fuckin day. But the best thing to do in this kind of situation is take a couple shots of tequila, Jim Bean, or whatever you like to drink. If you have access to weed... rip a couple bong hits. Keep doin this until you fall into a daze and everything starts to blur. In this moment of bliss and clarity the answers that you need to fix youre life may come to you or they may not. If they dont........repeat the above.

These are the thoughts of a broke bastard

Death / Religion

Whats everyone here think about death, the afterlife, and religion?
I personally think all religion is made up bullshit. Some make up religion for hope and a sense of well being or purpose. Those are the positive reasons I guess. But others for manipulation and power...the negative. (Like a jackass named Benny Hinn). And no one really knows what happens to their consciousness when they die. There was a time before i was born...and in death I will return to that void from before I existed. Shit... no big deal I can deal with that...death probly aint that bad. But In my opinion... Its not death that should be feared... living a life without courage or self respect, (and no money) ....thats something to be truly afraid of.

These are the inner thoughts of a broke bastard

I feel like I've died already

I have concluded I will die before I reach the age of twenty-one. I don't intend to commit suicide, because I don't want to lose consciousness forever, just yet. There are so many ways to die and it seems so possible.

And I can't sense anything much in front of me.

I had a dream about death. I can't remember much of it, only that I thought it was real. I think it was a car accident death, or maybe it was a bomb. I don't know. Something firey and violent. I saw what was happening, and knew I would die. I felt regret, because this was the randomest, most stupid time to die, and I hadn't got anything done. I'm afraid death will take me like that--at precisely the wrong time.

And I'm never going to run out in front of a car again.

Riiight

So, anyone else not give a shit about illegal immigrants? They didn't take my job, I didn't want to pick grapes anyway.

How about those gas prices? I wonder that oil companies don't keep the gas price low-ish, to encourage people to buy more SUV and Hummers, because they think gas is pretty cheap, so why not. So in the LONG run, they make more money.

But maybe if the price is really high and then low again, people will jump right back into guzzling the gas..

I suspect that all of these self-righteous hybrid car buyers are still putting gasoline in them.

I'm not crazy...... Really.

Do you believe in psychic powers?

They seem to run in my family I immediately know when someone in my family is hurt and can sense when they need me. My little sister always tells me "You always know exactly when to call don't you?" I also know who is calling most of the time before the phone even rings.

I also have visions of myself getting hurt or dying and it will happen to someone I know or someone my husband knows. I had a terrible feeling that I was going to die from a brain aneurysm, I was so scared I started to tell my family what I wanted them to do if I did die. Then a couple days of this feeling a friend and coworker of my husband died of a brain aneurysm and the feeling went away.

Then I had a vision of this car accident everytime I drove, I was just driving along and I'd see this car come out of nowhere and slam into the side of me. It was so real I would swerve everytime. I called everyone in my family and told then to drive carefully. 2 weeks of this vision my Mom was driving with my sister and a car comes out of nowhere and you guessed hit her exactly like in my vision. These are just a few of the things that have gone on.

Do you believe in ghosts?

I also have had many experiences with ghosts. I have seen them since I was a little girl. I can tell what mood they are in most of the time - I ate the angry ones they scare the crap out of me. Sometimes I don't see them just sense their presence. My husband's Grandmother likes to visit - I know it's her because I described her to my Mother in Law and she said it sounded like her mom. She took out a pic of her mom and OMG it was her.

I had a bad spirit/ghost whatever you like to call it follow me into my car from my Aunt's house and into my house. I saw him in her house and she told him to get out. He got pissed off and got into my car with me. I felt him like taunt me from the back seat I was so afraid I almost couldn't drive because I was crying so hard, and if I pulled over I would never have gotten back in the car. So I finally get home and I tell him he is not allowed in my house. I thought he had gone but the next night I went to turn the light off in my spare bedroom from the pullstring on the fan in the middle of the room and I felt cold hands grab my shoulders. I screamed and tore out off the room like a bat out of hell. It felt so real I actually thought there was a actual live person in the house and my husband took a look but noone was there. So I guess it was him getting one last laugh or whatever. Jerk.

Like I said these are just a handful of things. I could go on forever!

I'd love to know if anyone has had any similar experiences with psychic things or ghosts,or just has a comment. Thanks for reading.

me

I just want him so bad. But everything I feel this way he doesn't want me and when he feels this way he always gets his way. I get so upset that I end up doing stupid things.

Molested child

Its sunny, it always is these days. Me and Kenzi are out front playing with the new water guns my cousins got. Im 4 years old, but almost 5, only 3 more weeks. Kenzi is already 5. Soon a moving truck pulls up to the house across the street, i guess i hadnt realized that the for sale sign wasnt there anymore. Soon behind the moving truck pulls up a nice car. They have more money then we do, i can tell by their car, and their house is alot nicer then ours. A mom, dad, and 3 kids. The girl looks really nice, shes tall and skinny, shes deff one of the older kids. They have 2 sons, one who looks almost just like the girl and one that looks a little bit younger, hes deff older then me though. Me and kenzi sit and watch for awhile, everyone waves at us and we wave back. Finally we decide to go inside and watch a movie.
A few days later my mom and dad are going out, i like it when they go out because then i get a babysitter and they're usually pretty cool. Soon the doorbell goes off and i run to the door, its the girl from across the street. My mom tells me she will be watching me for a couple hours and her name is Staci. Staci is 16 and shes really cool and funny and super nice. She has really shiny long brown hair and really nice brown eyes, they seem safe, i really like her. We play cards and watch movies and eat popcorn, she even ordered a pizza, mmm. She tells me all about her family. They moved here from texas, where my aunt lives. Her brother Steven is 16 too, they're twins and her brother Shawn is 12. They had to move here because of her dads job, she said she wasnt too excited but she doesnt really mind it here so far. It seemed like she was only here for a few minutes when mom came home, i dont want her to leave but she said she would be back soon, she promised.
She didnt break her promise, a week later mommy had to leave again and staci came back over. This time she was going to be here for 4 hours, that was a long time to play. Kenzi came over for an hour, staci made us lunch and we played cherry tree, kenzi won the first time and i won the second. Then we went to the park across the street, it was so much fun. Staci pushed us on the swings, then we played on the slides. Then we had to go back to my house because it was starting to rain. After kenzi went home staci told me she had to go pick up something from a friends house and her brother steven was going to come over to watch me for just a little bit and she would be right back, she promised.
Steven seemed ok. All he wanted to do was watch tv, so we sat on the couch and watched tv. After an hour Steven said he was bored and nothing was on tv so he turned it off and turned on some music. He sat down next to me and started playing with my hair, it kinda tickled and i pulled away, he told me it was ok, he wasnt going to hurt me. He asked me if i knew anything about sex, i told him no. He said it was fun and everyone should try it, he said it felt really good and i should try. I told him not now, he kinda scared me. He started touching me again, this time he put his hand on my leg and his other hand through my hair. He kissed me on the cheek and said he wouldnt hurt me, he promised.
Staci came back 2 hours later, she apologized for taking so long. I didnt care as long as she was back and Steven was leaving. She asked if we had fun, i just kinda nodded, i mean nothing to talk about right? We played outside for a little bit then it was bed time. I played in the tub for a little bit, then she said it was time to get ready for bed. She read me 3 stories, then tucked me in. She told me i was the best kid she had ever met. I really liked staci, she made me feel safe.
Everytime i was outside and steven was too he would wave to me. Of course i waved back, he seemed really nice, and always wanted to play. He was right, he woulnt hurt me, he was safe like Staci. He took me to the park, and to get icecream down the street. He would help me and kenzi dig up things, and swam at the pool with us. I really started to like Steve, he was soo funny. He would always tell us jokes to make us laugh, and give us piggy back rides. He had a lot of friends too, they were always at his house, hanging out in the garage. Lots of girls liked him too, i always saw him with a new girl every day. They probley thought he was nice like i did, funny too. He was kinda cute, but i dont think of boys like that, but i guess thats what the older girls would call him.
For the next month my mom would go out and staci would come over for half the time, then steven would come over while she went to deal with things she always said. I started to miss her, but i guess thats how it is when your big. It was ok though, steven was there and we had fun. But soon he started brining over magazines of naked girls and boys and showing me. It made me a little uncomfortable when he would touch me and show them to me. He would point to something and ask me if i knew what it was. Then he started telling me how sex worked, and what kinds of things girls are suppose to do to boys and the things boys are suppose to do to girls. He was starting to scare me a little, and i always got this weird little feeling in my tummy when he would get really close and talk in a low voice. He just kissed me on the cheek and told me it was ok, not to tell anyone because it was a secret and if i did i would get in trouble and not be able to spend time with kenzi ever again. He told me he wouldnt hurt me, he promised.
One night in the end of june my mom was going to a late party with her girlfriends and she was going to stay the night there, she told me that she was still in lincoln and if i needed anything i could just call and she would come home right away. Staci came over and we had dinner and went to the park. Then this guy came over and she told me she had to go with him for a little bit and steven was going to watch me. I told her i didnt want her to leave, i would go with her and she wouldnt even noticed. She laughed and kissed me on the head, she told me i was silly and i would have fun with steven. She said she would be back really soon, she promised.
Steven came over and we sat on the couch and watch tv like we usually do when hes over. Soon he turned off the tv and looked at me and smiled. He told me he was bored and we should play a game. I was excited, i was so tired of watching tv all the time. He told me to go upstairs into my room and put on a dress. I thought we were going to play some kind of dress up game and i was excited. I was sitting on my bed waiting for him and soon he came into my room, but with silverwear. I asked him what we were playing and he told me to just be quit. He sat down next to me and put his hand on my shoulder and told me he wasnt going to hurt me. He started running his hands up under my dress, i got scared and told him to stop. I didnt like that game. He told me not to worry, it wasnt going to hurt, he promised.
He put his hand inside my underwear and now i was really scared. He told me it was ok and to relax he said he wouldnt hurt me. I could feel his hand inside me, and i started to cry. He lied, it did hurt. He told me to stop crying that it was ok but i couldnt and he got really mad and pushed me down. "Lay down you stupid little girl" he said to me, and now i was really scared. He took off my underwear and i told him to stop. I asked him too please stop, but he said he couldnt. He took the spoon and put it inside me. It hurt so bad, i couldnt stop crying, i kept begging him to stop. He just yelled at me to shut up. Soon he stopped and pulled down his pants, i covered my eyes. He grabbed my hands and told me to watch or he would tell my mom i was a bad girl and to ground me. I dont know what he was doing, he just kept smiling at me and running his hand through my hair, he started to kiss my neck and tell me everything would be ok. Soon he started making really loud noises and he made a mess all over my floor and chair. He told me to come lick it up or i would have to sit in time out. I didnt like steven anymore, he doesnt keep his promises. He hurt me.
For the next month he took over stacis babysitting, he was always over at our house. He would watch me take a bath and would put his hand on my private place alot. Everynight before he would leave my room he would do that thing that makes him moan? i think is what he said he was doing, he would put his hand in me then make me watch him. He told me it was a secret and no one was allowed to know. No one was to ever find out because then i would get in trouble for being a snitch and telling. I didnt want to get in trouble.
Finally fall was here which meant school was starting. I was so excited, finally a big school. There were alot of kids in my class, and i made so many new friends right away. First we played the name game and got to know everyone then we had a snack and went outside for recess. When we came back inside we went to music class, out music teacher was soo nice and we had alot of fun. Then we went to computer class, and then art class. Then it was time for lunch, they taught us how to go through the lunch line and get our food. Then there were soo many tables to choose from. I already had a lot of friends who told me to come sit by them. After lunch we went back outside for recess then it was nap time. After nap time we did some school work and then back outside again untill it was time to go home. I couldnt wait to go home and tell my mom all about my first day.
Things were so great, i had lots of friends and was always off playing with them which ment i could stay at one of their hous's when my mom went out and i didnt have to see steven anymore. But in december my mom didnt want me going anywhere and staci had a real job which meant steven was coming over. As soon as he showed up he smiled at me and said we were going to have plenty of fun. As soon as my mom left he told me to go upstairs and get undressed, i yelled no and ran to hide. He didnt come right away so i thought he couldnt find me. But i was wrong, he found me and dragged me out of the closet and hit me and told me that since i was bad and wouldnt listen i was going to be punished. He tore off my clothes while i screamed and cried. He kept hitting me telling me that if i didnt shut up it would hurt. He pulled out a carrot from behind him and shoved it inside me. It hurt, i screamed and told him i promised to be good, he told me it was too late. He wouldnt stop smiling at me and kissing my neck and chest. He finally stopped and told me to go to bed. I couldnt stop crying, it hurt. I wanted to tell mommy, but i didnt want to get in trouble. I said im going to try and be good from now on.
I looked forward to going to school everyday but it went by so fast. Before i knew it, it was a week till my 6th birthday. Me and my mom made cards and i took them to school and handed them out. We also bought cupcakes to give to everyone and they all sung me happy birthday. That night we had a big family/friend BBQ and all our neighbors and family came. It was so much fun, it was at the park so we played at the park. Then we played t-ball which was alot of fun, i told my daddy i liked playing ball. Steven came over to me and hugged me and told me happy birthday. I was so afraid of him, i flinched everytime he touched me. All he did was smile at me, so i ran over to my cousins and ate with them.
Before i knew it it was summer and things were great. I was going to play ball, my daddy got me signed up and i was excited. But that ment no more school, and no more school ment more babysitting. Before i knew it steven was at my house again when my mom had night school and sometimes during the day when i didnt have daycare or ball practice. I never saw staci anymore, and when i did she would always hug me and smile. Ask me how i was and if steven was a good babysitter. I smile and nodded...i thought maybe i could tell staci i wanted her back and steven was mean, but i knew i would get in trouble.
One night in july steven had to watch me for a long time. He was going to be there till after bedtime my mom told me, i begged her to stay home, to let me come but she said i was being silly and i would have fun. Staci told me the same thing, and she broke her promise. Steven came over but this time with a friend. His friend was really nice, he made me popcorn and watched a movie with me while steven just sat around. When it was time for his friend to leave i asked him not to, that i wanted him to stay. He said he was sorry and he had to but he would see if maybe he could come back sometime soon. Steven turned off the tv and took the popcorn from me and told me it was bedtime. I was so angry at him, i was sick of him telling me what to do and hurting me. I yelled at him, told him it was light outside and it was not bed time. That made him angry and he hit me, he hit me hard and it hurt. I started crying and went upstairs.
This night wasnt like all the other nights, he took off his clothes and made me take off mine. But this time he made me put his privates in my mouth. He told me to do what i do when im eating a popsicle. I didnt want to, i begged him not to make me. he told me i wouldnt do it and he hit me again. "Do what i say or you'll get in trouble. Im the boss" I didnt like it all. He made my throat hurt and i wanted to throw up. I couldnt stop crying and he would hit me and tell me to stop. After that he pushed me on the floor and put his fingers in me again, but instead of just doing that he tried to put his private in me, it hurt so bad, i screamed and screamed, and he stopped. He told me he would only do that if i was bad again and didnt do what he said. I promised him i would be good, and he kissed my neck and told me good and to go take a bath and get ready for bed.
Steven ended up coming over every tuesday, thursday and sunday night while my mom went to school. And everynight he would make me put that in my mouth, then he would put all that stuff that comes out all over me and then tell me to go take a bath. I didnt like steven anymore. My mom had to go to night school for a whole year. Steven was 17 and had a girlfriend and she would come over somtimes. As soon as she left he would make me go upstairs and undress. I loved school and i hated home. I never wanted to be there, and would ask to go to my friends houses all the time, but i wasnt allowed to spend the night on school nights, which meant steven would be coming over. Steven told me he loved me and that it was normal. For that whole year i didnt want my mom to leave me, but she always said she had to.
After my 7th birthday i tired to convince my mom i was old enough to stay home alone. She didnt think so and steven was still coming over. He had a different girlfriend every few weeks. They were all really nice and i always wished they would stay the whole time but they never did. It became a routian, kinda like getting ready for bed. I cried every night, and wished it would end but it never did, he just kissed me and told me he loved me and it would be ok.
Finally 2 weeks before my 8th birthday the logans were moving back to texas. Their dad got his job back and they were quick to move. I was so happy, everything was finally over. But i wasnt sure i knew how to deal with it, i didnt know what to do or how to react. I wanted him gone forever...didnt i? The house sold fast and they were gone before my birthday. He wrote me a letter and told me not to read it till i was 18. I told him i wouldnt and i put it away as soon as i got home, 7 years ago today.

How does the world sees Americans?

I'm an American, and I'm curious about how the world outside the U.S. thinks about Americans. From what I've seen in the news, many of the countries in Europe see the U.S. as an immature, power-hungry, spoiled nation that just screws up the world even more. That's ironic considering history or even recent events. I also get the feeling that France is, at least in the West, the biggest America-hater out there, even though their government can be seen as more flawed than ours (legal immigrants from the Mid-east actually rioted and blew up cars). I'm wondering what other people think.

Things To Remember

Don't shave with a steak knife.
Don't masturbate with a cheese grater.
Don't put your dick in a man's mouth.
Don't look directly at the sun.

Keep an eye out for more of Vador's Things To Remember

WRONG! The quote below this entry is not the ONLY one you need to remember! This one is!

Don't cut the clothes line just to see if your knife is sharp. PC, 1983

The only quote you will EVER need to remember.

"The asshole is the vagina of the new millenium." - THM, austin texas

I'm in love with my best friend. I'm gay he's not. I know this sounds so selfish but, well here's the story: He's a year younger than me. He's going off to college after this summer. All this last year he's made this promise to himself that he wouldn't get involved with anyone, because he would jsut have to leave them. Well, recently he's found this one girl, likes her alot. She's just like every other girl he's ever liked. Just like them. The other relationships ended horribly. And I do mean horribly. He doesn't seem to believe me on this front however.
Anyway. I know this sounds horrible and selfish, but I don't want him to date this girl. I tell him it's because its not good for him, but really it's because it hurts so much to see him wiht someone else. ANd last summer he had a girlfriend, he hardly talked to me. Blew me off, and because he was a jerk to me and lied jsut so he coudl be wiht this girl, I lost a whole month, ,e and my best friend didn't tlak for a month. I'm so afraid of him doing this again. Nad he will, because he never learns from his past mistakes. I'm so alone. I know nothing can come of me and him, but I just. I hate this.

I think tonight i would like to kill myself. I don't actually have the means to do it. I've tried talking to people. They don't do any good. I tried talking to my best friend but all he can manage to say is "I don't know what to say." I know he wants to help, but why is it so hard to say something? He's been suicidl before, and I called him and called him until I was sure that he was OK. And then when I practically yell for help repetitively e doesn't do th same. I guees he just doesn't believe me.

ONE MILLION PROTESTERS ?

Well, let us do the math. That should be about 5% of the total population in the U.S. . . . Now, the unemployment rate in the U.S. is about equal to that. We then can construe that if these job whores go home to their own country the unemployment rate will decrease. The money spent on public aid will also decrease. It looks like a win-win situation.
In addition, to the cartoon post below, if I chose to live with the Cherokee people I would have to learn to speak their language. Your post is irrelevant. We cannot reverse the terrible things that have happened to Native Americans. Bringing their plight into the issue of illegal immigration is not right. This is a separate issue.
Thank you,
Vador

life sux

Am so confused ive been for three years know that my father is cheating on my mum but i have never told anyone because i was so afraid that mum will happen anything to her , but three days ago i found out that dad is telling mum that he needs money for the car but i know he is not telling the truth so i told mum everything i know she starts to cry but and this is the amazing part i heard her talking to dad telling him she told me this and this ( she told him everything) and he fixed everything and now both treats me like am the devil himself , fuck it is she blind or she likes to be blind i dont know

32 days!

So I leave for Marine Corps Officer Candidate School in 32 days. June 4th. And I am terrified. I still need to get my run time down and lose about 8 lbs so I meet weight qualifications.
It's not the Sergeant Instructors that scare me, it's not the O-Course, it's not the Quigley or anything else. It's the running. The sheer amounts of running, and the pace at which we'll be going. I had OCS Prep this past weekend, and couldn't keep up when we were all running together. Granted, the group was 97% boys, and I'm a girl, and I assume the girls will have a slightly more relaxed pace, but I'm still worried. And I haven't done any runs over 4 miles yet. We'll be running up to 7 at OCS. Plus, I have to take another PFT before I go, and I'm worried that I won't be able to drop my run time another minute like my OSO wants me to. I got a 25:44 time (for 3 miles) the last time I took it (i.e., this past weekend) and he wants me in the 24 range or below. I hate running. HATE IT. But it's something I need to be able to do, and do well. And I have a month to get myself there.
I want to be a Marine officer so badly, but I am so scared of what I'm gonna have go through to get there.

Do ghosts exist?

Okay, what is up with scientists not admitting that ghosts and such things exist? I am not some crazy person who believes in auras or dumb stuff like that, but come on. It seems obvious to me that, with all of the accounts of ghosts going back thousands of years, science should admit that there is something going on that they have ignored, but it exists.

Look at all of the accounts about ghosts. They're on the Discovery channel, there have been documentaries made about them and many different channels. There is a growing trend in stations like Travel Planet in which ghost shows are becoming popularized. Say what you will about the facts being skewed for ratings, it is hard to ignore the countless cases that can't be explained. If scientists actually went in with a skeptical mind but open to all possibilities, like many say they do, then there would be little doubt that this phenomenon exists.

However, scientists do these studies with a biased mind because of the fact that results from experiments can't usually be duplicated without variations. Well, duh! Of course they're not repeatable results. If ghosts are indeed not just replays of past events, but actual thinking beings, then ghosts have the choice whether or not to repeat the results.

They label the study of ghosts and such "pseudoscience” because of this, and it is often dismissed as hallucinations, mass hallucinations, reflections, hoaxes, legends not based on fact, weather conditions, electronic malfunctions, or overactive imaginations. Okay, they are certainly cases where these are the causes of ghost sightings, but are they the cause of the hundreds of thousands of cases? What about people who are physically assaulted? Are those mass hallucinations? And what does that mean anyway? "Mass hallucinations". Why don't people see things other than ghosts then when they're "hallucinating". What about giant birds or walking fish or talking vegetables like people on hallucinogenic drugs see?

I guess all these people just happened to hallucinate the image of a ghost at exactly the same time, with little or no variations in description. I guess that those images can magically create distortions when photographed or captured on video? Those are pretty talented hallucinations.

to all of the ILLEGAL immigrants

Go ahead and take the rest of the year off and continue to march right back to where you came from. The next time you want to come to America wait in line and fill out the proper forms, learn to speak english. The National Anthem was written in english and will be sung in english. Leave the filthy crack and smack in your country. Do not worry some poor Americans will be glad to do the jobs that you are leaving behind. Just go the fuck home and stop abusing our system.
Thank You,
Vador

I don't like that I don't feel

I've been with this girl for 3 months now. She is the smartest and best looking girl I have ever been with. And...what is the problem?! I am not in love with her. I can not see myself being with her for the rest of my life, but that just leads to another problem. For quite a while I just got used to being alone and somehow I am disgusted with the idea I would maybe be with someone and not be free like when I am alone.

Back to the current problem. I have been with some real bitches, annoying airheads and similar sorry excuses for girlfriends for which I had more feelings. Maybe because I was young and stupid...my hormones were raging. But now, no love or in love feeling is in me. I treat her nice, try to be as best as I can, everybody thinks we are madly in love. I want to be madly in love with her but somehow I think I will never be again, not with her or any other. Now I am thinking if I should end this and not wait any longer to see if I develop the right feelings for her or stick in this relationship for a bit more time. Not looking for an answer here, just spilling my troubles, or part of my troubles, here.

I cannot breathe

I came home early this afternoon, dropped off by a tire stores courtesy car. I thought, when I first saw the strange car in the driveway that it was something odd or weird, I mean a strange car "in my driveway". Crap, I don't know what I thought. I walked in the back door, my normal door of entry, and I heard the unmistakable sounds of my wife making the noises I thought she only made with me. That’s when I saw her. I saw him with her breasts in his mouth. Her straddling him, making that sound. I don't want to believe this! I cannot breathe! This is not happening, I feel very alone and very betrayed.
Tonight I have gin, Tanguaery #10, this laptop, and this hotel room. I have memories that just this morning were great and are now so terribly sad. I wish I had a gun. I wish I has the guts! I wish today had nevr happened.

my ex-husband and his girlfriend

I hate them! I can't believe I married him!! Aaahhh. Good heavens, how things change in 9 years. His girlfriend moved in with him after 'dating' (read: screwing) for about 6 weeks. She has a 7 year old girl, and I have two kids that are there a coupld of days every week. This female is horrendously evil and immature. She is a piece of work! 43 criminal charges in the past 10 years, she does NOT have custody of her daughter! And where I am that is almost impossible! But you know what? She cooks for my kids, so everybody thinks she's funckin' mother-of-the-year. I wanna pull every hair out of her fat-ass body one at a fuckin' time. I hate her. And I hate him! Together they are evil. He wasn't evil til she came along, but he was bad enough! He is heading for foreclosure on the house (which still has my name on it BTW!!, because he won't refinance or sell it!). His car was re-possessed, he hasn't paid taxes on the house, and he doesn't pay daycare! Speaking of taxes, he took it upon himself to file his 2005 ttaxes and claimed BOTH my kids!

I have rage in me that I didn't even know existed. I was not raised to be hateful, so hating him and her is eating me up. I am doing all I can legally, but it is slow as molasses!

Thanks, I had to vent. I could write for days about the craziness in my life, but I am equally thankful for all the good things in my life. I DO wanna give God the credit for those blessings in my life.

Thanks for letting me vent.

Meat

My friend says "There's nothing like a nice bit of meat up your arse". But i have to disagree, this ham sandwich feels uncomfortable

mb