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Nice work Sir Magogo! We haven't been in here in a while. The place looks nice yes?

Yes Yo Eminence. Nice an clean. Sho does.

Well let's get down to busi..... Good Lord! You look awful! Did you photo shop yourself? You look like shit Magogo. You don't even have your gold chains on right.

"Yes Yo Excellency. Sumfin wrong?

Well hell yes there's something wrong. Look how nice and clean the cut out of my image-likeness is. Your looking ragged around the edges. I strongly suggest that you spend a little more time in Photo Shop. Your expertise in this area will greatly benifit the Klan. Selection tools! Selection tools!

But Yo Eminence I already has so much work to do a keepin up with our MySpace pages, our Live Journal pages, your Associated Content page, Your Face Book page, our google page and our Babies On Line page dat I can't......

Oh! Indeed Magogo you would have me believe that you are just overwhelmed by the simple duties required of your position in the Klan. Yes? And for all your hard work I'm sure you expect me to just blindly award you with a new Kangaroo? Ya going to leave this one just laying around somewhere to be stolen like you did with poor Dooky in the Catacombs of Paris?

Yes Yo Radiance. I mean No.! But dats zactly what I wants Yo to does.

So you've been maintaining our Babies On Line Page?

Uh. Yes Yo Radiance.

You may wish to re-think that Magogo. You know what I'm capable of and if you were to lie to me in front of billions of people,well, lets just say it would go badly for you. Now once again have you been maintaining our babies On Line page?

Uh. Yo Benevolence I ain't hasn't been der in a couple of days.

Your darn tootin you haven't because if you had then you would have noticed that it isn't fucking there anymore! We've been kicked off again! So I want you to start preparing for our 2008 campaign against the queer babies site. We will need a new email address,something mundane. It can't have any reference to me. Pick some droll human name. Also make the content a little racy this time. I want sexual innuendo and racial slurs this time. If they want to discriminate against us because we are not human and not babies then lets really give them a reason to hate us this time!

Yeah Yo Excellency! We could talk about girturds and even put up pictures of girlturds!

No! No! No! You still don't understand the delicacy of this situation. That would get us booted off for shure which is not conducive to Internet domination by the klan. Now I want you to submit a site proposal by Chritsmas. Next order of business. How have your searches for Indy The great been going?

Well I has google alerts for all common most terms associated wid Indy includin his title but I can't finds him anywhere.

That's not good. That's not good at all. You know there are many who think the Great Turd War is over but I assure you that it is not. Just when we're growing comfortable in our retirement he will attack. Won't that be wonderful for everybody Magogo?

Yo Excellency it might be wonderful for you. I likes bein retired. I gits to sit around, smoke mah cable, do what I wants widout nobody fuckin wid me.

Well you're gonna have me fucking with you if you don't get to work. Now don't forget we have a photo shoot coming up on the 12th of next month. Also don't forget about your part in the KodyBear Christmas play for the local kindergarten class this year. In addition I've donated your services as a public speaker to this years toddlers convention as well.

Yo Excellency can I sing the Macarena?

I'm sure they wouldn't mind as long as long as you sing the clean version. Now are we clear on our duties?

Yeah Yo Radiance so when does I git de kangaroo?

Your going to get your kangaroo Magogo. I promise. Now run down there and hit the post button and lets get out of here. I've arranged a carry out meal from the escort agency and I don't want to be late.

Yes Yo Excellency.

And Magogo?

Yes Yo Excellency?

Can I borrow one of your Dokken Cd's. You know, something nice for dinner tonight.

Yes Yo Heinous. How bout Tooth and Nail Live?

Perfect! I'm sure my guest will love it! Too bad she won't get to here the whole album.

I doesn't even want to think about it Yo Eminence.

what the hell am i doin?

This all goes back to a couple years ago. Like 5 or so. Ive been with my husband since I was 15yrs old and I am now 32 we got married at age 19. It all started when we had been married like 7 or 8 yrs. Hubby had brought up wanting to try something "a lil diffrent". I wasnt up for that. Hell hes the only guy I had ever been with so it kinda freaked me out that he would even bring this up. He kinda brought it up again after drinking one night, and so it happened. Started out as a MFM kinda thing with his BF(BEST FRIEND). That happened a couple times and then he said he wanted to "try something new". Which meant he wanted to be with someone else. So, thats what happened next. He was with a few others and I was always with his BF. This has been happening off and on for like 5yrs or so. Well at the beginning of this year his BF started calling me every morning staying on the phone for a couple hours each time. He'd even calls me one his breaks at work. He has been coming over when my hubby is at work for "alone time". Hes always here on the weekends hanging out with us, he calls us when he has a problem with anything. He is always around, there is no avoiding him even if I wanted to. But things have gotten a lil deep between us lately. He has told me hundreds of times that he loves me. I vent to him about the problems that Im having with my husband, which prolly isnt the best thing to do. I think I love him back. There is something there thats for sure. It hurts to hear him even mention another girl. Just as if he were mine. Ive tried to just let him and my hubby have their friendship, but somehow it always comes back around that he starts talking to me. This whole thing with me the hubby and the BF is on the downlow. None of the other friends know about it. Or they didnt until BF got drunk and blabbed a lil. He told them he loves me and he hates the way hubby treats me. What the hell am I doing ??? what do I do???

My marriage a slow dance in a burning house

When does one move on when in a ugly relationship? My wife wants me to get a vasectomy, and I told her this morning that it is not happening.. She of course was pissed and trying to make me feel like I was not committing to our relationship... We have sex maybe 3-4 times a month...So why bother. I am 35 and feeling very out of sort with my life, and wife. When I met my wife I was a free spirited outdoor adventure guide.. Life was great..Now i wish for death... What has my life became to feel so low? I need to move on but having problems getting the courage to do so. Friends and family think that my wife is a high strung bitch. We bought acreage and built a house all debt free...I broke my back building our house form the ground by myself..I don't want to have a pity party for myself. I just hate to leave all the hard work behind me and not reap the benefits of the house that I built...

Now this morning my wife says that we should take some time from each other...Maybe instead of seeing tragedy in this I should see the door opening to my world..Time for an extended surf trip. Maybe go back to Hawaii and live again? The part that make my heart ache is my beloved 7 year old daughter. My daughter means the world to me.. I could not live in this area if separated...I need beach, surf and sun.

Why people do we complicate ourselves? and then we have our spouse,friends and family who throw in that twist to our lives. Now i know that I am not always easy to live with..I can be distant, quiet, and vague...Which by the way makes my wife crazy...she is paranoid to start with.. I have wanted to run away from home for some time..I took a long motorcycle trip last year through the rockies ...Just to get away..My wife was not happy that I had so much fun..I made some new friends and had a blast...

anyhow, sorry that my train of thought is all over the tracks...I'm like a 12 year old with ADHD...

Taking deep breaths and trying to smile...

What do you guys think??

To clean or not to clean?? And how should I fuck her over without it being obvious that I was trying to fuck her over......

So when I first got my apartment, my landlord had it for about 4 months since the last people had moved out. I didn't put down a deposit, but the place was DISGUSTING. (Miss N can attest to that!) My landlord didn't clean it in those 4 months that she had it with nobody living there. So, we cleaned it ourselves. And this wasn't just like sweeping the floors type cleaning. I paid my brother in Monsters to get GUM OFF THE WALLS. That should clue you in to how gross this place was. So I moved in here after it was completely cleaned and have been here about a year now. My lease is up and I am SICK AND TIRED of my psychotic landlord. She wouldn't let my boyfriend smoke in the house (which is fine by me because I don't want him smoking in the apartment anyways) so he would smoke outside on the stoop. Well, then she said she doesn't want him smoking on the stoop because it looks bad. So she made him go all the way across the parking lot behind the garage to smoke. So then he started smoking back there PER HER REQUEST, and then she starts on "What is he doing behind the garage???"

Anyways, the year is up and so is my lease. My landlord said I can stay until December, but FUUUUUUCCCCKKK THAT SHIT!!! I'm out this Saturday!! Woo!! (meaning I might not be able to log on for a while till I get internet back running) Anyways, I was telling her the other day that I'm moving and she goes "Well I hope you plan on cleaning before you go. Most people clean their apartments before they leave etc." I was sooooooo pissed. Not because she wants me to clean up after myself, but I just can't believe she has the audacity to go out of her way to rant about how I need to clean the apartment after I had to clean the shit I had to clean because neither SHE nor the last nasty inhibitors cleaned it. And for god's sake, she had 4 FUCKING MONTHS!! She lives 2 doors over, its not like it was across town or something!

So heres my thing. This INSANE lady also happens to be a good friend of my mother's (for SOME unknown reason!) So I can't fuck over my mom by fucking over the landlord. BUT I feel the need to fuck over the landlord somehow without it being obvious that I was trying to fuck her over. What do u guys think?? How can I accomplish this??? Also, do you guys find it normal to clean before you move in or out?? I move on Saturday and then I have midterms on Tuesday. I REALLY do not have time to do this!!

Ready to die

if the bear and monkey and kangaroo don't make their presence soon I will have to kill myself!

confused.

I've held a torch for a friend of mine for 2 years. Nothing happened. I got disheartened, decided to try and abandon all hopes 3 months ago.

Now I've only just found out that he got attached 2 months ago.

Should I be sad? Or should I be happy?

Life sucks

No matter how hard you try to do things right, everything ends up blowing up in your face... fuck everything... i did my best... i graduated cum laude from one of the top universities of the country, got a good and decent paying job... did everything to be a "great" daughter.. and still ended up being the black sheep in the family.. as oppose to my brother who is a college drop out who has shifted course 3 times already and has always been arrogant and disrespectful to my parents.. now how fucked up is that??? and now that i finally TRIED to stand up for myself, i end up being inconsiderate?!?! what the fuck is that?!?! how can they say all those fucked up things about me.. i tried to be good... i did everything to be good... and im still the bad one... i wish i could just get some courage.. just once.. so i can end all of this...

Deborah Kerr RIP

Souf Dakota Niggaz done been raw sad when Deborah Kerr die,yo! Deborah Mothafuckin Kerr, mothafucka! Dammnnnnnn!Souf Dakota wut it do wut it be wut it sound like?Holla at chhhhyyeeeaaalll'zzz roosta!Deborah Kerr,hope dat baby gurl aight up therr.Holla at mine and mine niggaz Yul Brynner an' Monty Clift, wut it do.Crank dat Soulja Boy to da fullest. Deborah Mothafruckin Kerrrr!

Hey N!

I was just wondering when the last time was you got screwed. I mean, no holds barred fucked. You know...legs up, wrapped and clenched while the lucky college dude bucks away!
When was the last time you had that sweet pussy pummeled?

Okay

So. I have been sitting here for an hour now, and I have not done one shred of homework.
What the hell is wrong with me? I am going to want to kill myself in the morning.
I should know better but I am just totally incapable of focusing.
I have had ADD my whole life; I thought I was in pretty good control of it. But when it really comes down to it it's like my brain is in a fog somewhere in Brasil and doesn't speak Portuguese. Jeez I can't even spell that right. Shoot.

I feel like I have such little time to do anything for myself that when it's time to sit down and get stuff done I can't get past doing the things I wish I could do. (Like write an anonyblog post) I'm so busy working, going to school, and spending time with my family and boyfriend when I get a chance. Not to mention church and other various stuffs that I do. I would like to add another day to the weekend so I could just lay down and sleep all day. I don't eat very well, I'm constantly sick with a sinus or throat infection, and the medicine gives me bladder infections.

ARGH okay this was not meant to be a whine fest. Sorry. I just wish it wasn't so hard for me to do homework.

I'm really going to try now. Maybe since I got this out of my system I can force myself to work. 'K bye.

N

Twice a child, once an adult....

My father said those words as he lay dying of lung cancer in a cold sterile hospital room. At the time I was only 19 and in my mind capable of anything and of course knowing it all. I simply grunted in lack luster acknowledgment of my fathers words. Flash forward 23 years later and I find myself next to my 80 year old mothers hospital bed. I watch her sister gently and lovingly feeding her Jello, I watch and listen to my oldest sister reading to her. Twice a child I think! My mom is not on her death bed. She is though deathly afraid of doctors so her last 9 months of not eating and self medicating have landed her in the hospital where this time they are running every test under the sun. This time they will find something, I can only hope its something simple that will bring her back to adulthood....one more time! I love my mom! A prayer would be welcomed!

Which one should I choose???

I am moving into a new apartment soon and my best friend has agreed to take a picture of my choice and make it into a black and white drawing. As you know, my favorite animal is a horse and there is nothing more I would love than to have a nice big drawing by my best friend of something that means the world to me. BUT I have a problem. I have found 14 GEORGOUS pictures that I can't decide between. So I am going to post them with the link below and let you guys help me decide....PLEASE HELP ME DECIDE!!

Thanks a bunch guys!

JJ

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Thanks again guys! Let me know which numbers you like most!!

My Heart Aches for my Husband's Best Friend

Okay, here goes. My husband's best friend of 15 years has been my lover for the past year. It started out as some fun--like a MMF 3some, then DH(Dear Hubby) wanted to bow out just a little so me and DHBF(Dear Hubby's Best Friend) started making love just the two of us w/ DH's consent. I have had a crush on DHBF ever since I have known him. I just feel so confined because I feel as though noone understands the way I feel. I love DH very much, and we have been together 10 years, this is just really complicated to me. I don't know how to control my emotions and I feel very jealous of DHBF because he recently ended an LTR and is starting to get out and date a little again. We had this long chat about how we feel, and how we both feel so very complete when we are together. We have so much in common and truly care about one another. We don't talk everyday and rarely see one another when DH isn't around because we are trying to keep some shred of moral fibers intact. When we had the long convo the other day he told me that he has never felt the way he does for anyone else and that he wishes that I could be the one he wakes up and kisses goodnite. He also said that he has had to distance himself from being around DH and me because he feels jealousy--in the sense that DH has me all the time and he only has a few moments maybe once a week. I saw him this morning--and it just hurts so deeply that we care so much about one another. Neither of us want to hurt DH, and in the beginning the "sexual experimentation" was DH's idea. I could have said no, but I have always wanted to experience him and it was an opportunity to do so. I love him and I know he loves me as well. I'm just wondering if we can keep our situation under control. The most important thing is their friendship. I never wanted to be one of those people you hear about that turn to the best friend. Now I am and I don't know what to do. I truly wish that if I could have fallen in love with someone that it would not have been him. I have never felt before the way I do about him. Thanks for reading. I really typed this quickly and from the heart, so my punctuation, grammar and spelling are probably lacking.

I hate my life. Everything I do no matter how hard I try or do it's never good enough. I mean I've done some bad things before but nothing that bad. Just some pranks and stuff like every one else has done. But when I do a little joke my parents yell at me and tell me I'm retarded, and I can't do anything right. But if I come on with a 110% final exam my parents just say "Okay" and then they move on, they don't even care. I was studying for a history test for Tuesday and then they ask what I was studying, why I was studying it, and when I told them history for a test on Tuesday they freak out and yell at me for not telling them. And history is my best subject so I don't really see a problem with that. But every time.. every time I do something good they seem like they don't care or want to know anything. If something is wrong they say you'll get over it and leave. Then if I spill some sort of drink or small thing on the floor they yell at me and ground me for a week or two.. I don't understand. They make me want to go and die.

Check it out

The post deleter (or is it Vapor?) got onto YouTube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DNZLHjV2lfE

I can't get no.....

I'm an addict. Instant gratification is my addiction. Without it, I feel empty. It leaves me empty. I long for love. I long for money. I long for sex. I get love. I get money. I get sex. And then it comes back, my emptiness. I continually long....but I'm not sure what I long for.

Is this life? This constant struggle to fight dissatisfaction. Maybe I'll buy something shiny and new. Maybe this will "fix" me for a while. But it won't stop it. I'll be empty again. Fuck! (deep sigh). Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!

I love when Kharma makes decisions for me......

I think its a safe decision for me. I mean, what kind of friend was she anyways?? Not a very good one. I do wonder what her intentions were for contacting me after all this time was.

I had this friend a few years ago. Well, actually someone who I thought was a friend at the time. She was a few months pregnant when I met her at the age of 16. I did not know anyone in that town and she seemed nice enough so we became friends and hung out ALL the time. But she was VERY dramatic. She got into a fight with her boyfriend and punched a wall, which in return got her a broken hand. I went out on a double date with her, her boyfriend and her boyfriend's friend. In doing so, I lost my makeup bag in her car. When I asked her if she had seen it, she denied it. However, a few months later I was staying at her house, my makeup bag with my VERY EXPENSIVE Bare Minerals makeup was in the bag, along with all the other makeup I lost and some of hers was sitting in her bathroom. When I confronted her about it, she said she only recently found the Bare Minerals makeup and that the bag was hers (bullshit!!) and along with all the rest of her makeup inside. At that point, I knew she was lying to me, but I took the Bare Minerals and decided that was okay for then. She had her baby in Feb of 2006. I saw him a couple times. From what I hear her boyfriend beat her up after the baby was born and they are no longer together. Anyways, even when I was living out there, we drifted apart. I haven't talked to her in over a year. Yesterday out of NOWHERE, I got a text message from her. I didn't know if I wanted to respond to her, and figured it was something I should think about before making any descisions that might not be so great. I was leaning towards the no side, just because I have enough drama in my life, I don't need an old friend who at one time stole from me. Besides, she is friends with people who I do NOT like AT ALL, and those people at one point in time and questionably still to this day, were trying to get at me and start crap with one of my ex's. I have moved on, I didn't want to deal with the bullshit. So today, I was at work which requires the use of my cellphone. Turning it on and off, removing and replacing the sim card with other customer's sims. Today, I did so to help another customer, and it deleted all of my texts in my phone, along with Sam's number. I'm glad fate made the decision for me, because sometimes I'm just too soft hearted to do that stuff myself.

THANKS

Thank you for the B-Day wishes.
Sorry that I have not been around these parts for a while but I have been working extremely hard on a project that has consumed most of my time.

Thanks Again,
Master Chef Vapor

School SUCKS. It puts stress onto you and other people. Then when you get a bad test back your grade goes down, parents get mad at you, you get mad at your self.. I just hate it.. not like I fail everything.. I usually do pretty good. But if I get a C+ or below my parents yell at me.. they just dont understand it's one fucking test.. I'm sick of it..

School also sucks because of the social status shit. It's one of the most retarded things also. It takes the sporty people, makes them automatically "cool" when every one knows there not and hate them and they hate each other. While the smart people are hated and beat up while there going to be the structure of tomorrow.

Life sucks.

That is all.

Help.

www.lost.eu/6899b

Please.

Humming my own song

I don't know what I'm waiting for. I keep checking, checking but there's nothing there. Never there. Don't know what it is, but it's definitely not here yet. Trust me, I would know.

Don't know why I think you'll change. You won't grow up; you'll stay the same.
Ding dong the wicked witch is DEAD.

It's not my fault and it's not yours. Let's blame someone else. It must all be the government's fault. If only you had been born with the capacity to learn, maybe then you would have some money. Then we could go eat CHINESE food. Or any food at all would be good. Sometimes I get diarreah from not eating well. Sometimes I don't know how to spell diarreah correctly and it makes me feel like an ostrich.

It's so much fun! No, wait, it isn't. It's only fun sometimes, when it's fun. Otherwise, it is very not fun and I feel the need to be around other PEOPLE because you just need to do that sometimes. So you can go and play pool and junk and I will stay home and do my homework. At least I took a shower so I don't SMELL like a pumpkin.

Because only you can go have fun, I can't. If I have fun that is bad. That is no fair if I have fun because my fun is way more fun than your fun and I am a very BAD person. So when I have fun that is bad. I don't deserve it so I choose just to go to work with messy hair.

That is fun. So are whips. Loads. You can do a wide variety of things with whips. Like keep the coyotes at bay. Whip living things into a frenzy of action. And so on, and so forth. I wish symantec would shut the hell up and die already. I don't care, duh.

But it's quite all right, because I'm not changing either. Nobody does. You stay exactly the same as you are since the day you tear your mom a new one.

Actually I think it would be better if we just keep going. We will change together. Or else become hermits who throw stuff at each other. Like Brad Pitt and Ms. Silicone lips (among other things).

I'm crazy. And I love you. I am crazy love you. So much, man. You're like the mole on my neck. I need you with me like I need that mole. Or not, because one day I will have that removed. No kiss.

More like my whole neck. Couldn't have lived without it, man. Now that I have only like 1 and 1/2 friends, it's really obvious that I would be lonely without you. I hate when flies get in and land on my head at work. ARRGH that is just SO annoying.

Well hopefully you got the message. (secret). Me too. I am so depleted, man, from your drunk friends with no manners. You should tell them how some people go to sleep at night and don't drink beer at 3 am. Some people, anyways. That is, NOT ME. AND NEITHER WOULD YOU IF YOU KNEW WHAT WAS GOOD FOR YOU. Drink your beer, I will drink gatorade.

Good night, dear. Please don't forget to love me.

hippo birdy

Not that this post is going to be arriving today ... or perhaps it won't even be seen by the relevant party (cos he seems too busy to read Anonyblog these days) ... but anyway ...

Happy birthday, Lord Vapor, you old fart! :o)

I feel remarkably disconnected from other people. I do not want to have to retreat into myself and hide here, but as people continually refuse to open up, as society continues to pressure us to be autonomous individuals, I am hurt. I am being assaulted on all sides by ideas and "truths" that are not mine, that I do not ascribe to and that I am expected to accept and live with. I do not know why this is so hard, but I will not retreat into a shell which protects me from the rest of the world. I will not close myself off to the vulnerability of life, despite the fact that our society does nothing to cushion, comfort, or support me. I will not become callused and cold to the world around me and to my own feelings even if I must live with my skin raw, bleeding and oozing as the penalty. (I hope the metaphor is not too vague.)

Loving one has never been so hard...

So I get permission from my boyfriend to talk with other people. To chat it up with someone new. We are supposedly so close it wouldn't have mattered at all. Wrong. It seems as though the new person I'm talking with is thousands of times better.... What do you do when you're in a relationship but someone else better is right in front of you. Me? I make plans to get the hell out of the bland, boring and mostly over relationship. Will things even go any further with mysterious guy #2? Who knows! Let's wait it out and see where things go.

Giving up

Given up trying to find out what exactly you are thinking, because obviously i'll never find out...

Enjoying my confusion are you?
Is there some kind of sick joy you experience teasing and screwing with me in this way?

Your evidently sadistic nature concerns me because at the same time it arouses my curiosity further, but I don't want to want you like this, however enticing it may be.

Why you insist on playing these stupid jedi mind tricks on me is beyond me, though admitting I
play them too won't change things between us will it...

I still miss you, Sarah Jo.

I hope you hear songs that remind you of me,
and that you sit there thinking of me.
Not that I want you to wade in shallows of misery,
I just want to believe I was right and the world was wrong--

and in some way a small part of love did reside
within what was once us.

The world is going to hell in a handbag.

Global warming.
Rich getting richer, poor getting poorer.
Pollution.
War - one we should have never started, shouldn't be there, can't get out, can't end, can't finish.
The worst President we've ever had.
Our government spying on us.
Organized religion out of control, not for the people, rape little boys.
Aids.
Less girl turds in the world (xxxxxxxxxx xx xxx xxxx).
No recent recipes.
Bear and monkey to busy to post.
Mr. Stupid getting an education.
Mr. Ignoramus getting informed.
This is some terrible times!