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Saturday, April 7, 2012
Dallas 39
Memphis 50
HALFTIME
End of 1st Half.
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101 Ways To Annoy People
2. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for sensual massage."
3. Specify that your drive-through order is "to go."
4. Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of "Beeeep Bip Bip Beeep Bip..."
5. If you have a glass eye, tap on it occasionally with your pen while talking to others.
6. Amuse yourself for endless hours by hooking a camcorder to your TV and then pointing it at the screen. <
7. Speak only in a "robot" voice.
8. Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly.
9. Start each meal by conspicuously licking all your food, and announce that this is so no one will "swipe your grub".
10. Leave the copy machine set to reduce 200%, extra dark, 17 inch paper, 98 copies.
11. Stomp on little plastic ketchup packets.
12. Sniffle incessantly.
13. Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles.
14. Name your dog "Dog." 15. Insist on keeping your car windshield wipers running in all weather conditions "to keep them tuned up."
16. Reply to everything someone says with "that's what YOU think."
17. Claim that you must always wear a bicycle helmet as part of your "astronaut training."
18. Declare your apartment an independent nation, and sue your neighbors upstairs for "violating your airspace".
19. Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a "real hoot."
20. Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with Lysol.
21. Practice making fax and modem noises.
22. Highlight irrelevant information in scientific papers and "cc:" them to your boss.
23. Make beeping noises when a large person backs up.
24. Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance.
25. Erect an elaborate network of ropes in your backyard, and tell the neighbors you are a "spider person."
26. Finish all your sentences with the words "in accordance with the prophesy."
27. Wear a special hip holster for your
remote control.
28. Do not add any inflection to the end of your sentences, producing awkward silences with the impression that you'll be saying more any moment.
29. Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears.
30. Disassemble your pen and "accidentally" flip the ink cartridge across the room.
31. Give a play-by-play account of a persons every action in a nasal Howard Cosell voice.
32. Holler random numbers while someone is counting.
33. Adjust the tint on your TV so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you "like it that way."
34. Drum on every available surface.
35. Staple papers in the middle of the page.
36. Ask 1-800 operators for dates.
37. Produce a rental video consisting entirely of dire FBI copyright warnings.
38. Sew anti-theft detector strips
into peoples backpacks.
39. Hide dairy products in inaccessible places.
40. Write the surprise ending to a novel on its first page.
41. Set alarms for random times.
42. Order a side of pork rinds with your filet mignon.
43. Instead of Gallo, serve Night Train next Thanksgiving.
44. Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a "croaking" noise.
45. Honk and wave to strangers.
46. Dress only in clothes colored Hunters Orange.
47. Change channels five minutes before the end of every show.
48. Tape pieces of "Sweating to the Oldies" over climactic parts of rental movies.
49. Wear your pants backwards.
50. Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complimentary mints by the cash register.
51. Begin all your sentences with "ooh la la!"
52. ONLY TYPE IN UPPERCASE.
53. only type in lowercase.
54. dont use any punctuation either
55. Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets.
56. Pay for your dinner with pennies.
57. Tie jingle bells to all your clothes.
58. Repeat everything someone says, as a question.
59. Write "X - BURIED TREASURE" in random spots on all of someone's roadmaps.
60. Inform everyone you meet of your personal Kennedy assassination/UFO/ O.J Simpson conspiracy theories.
61. Repeat the following conversation a dozen times: "Do you hear that?" "What?" "Never mind, its gone now."
62. Light road flares on a birthday cake.
63. Wander around a restaurant, asking other diners for their parsley.
64. Leave tips in Bolivian currency.
65. Demand that everyone address you as "Conquistador."
66. At the laundromat, use one dryer for each of your socks.
67. When Christmas caroling, sing "Jingle Bells, Batman smells" until physically restrained.
68. Wear a cape that says "Magnificent One."
69. As much as possible, skip rather than walk.
70. Stand over someone's shoulder, mumbling, as they read.
71. Pretend your computer's mouse is a CB radio, and talk to it.
72. Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce "no, wait, I messed it up," and repeat.
73. Drive half a block.
74. Inform others that they exist only in your imagination.
75. Ask people what gender they are.
76. Lick the filling out of all the Oreos, and place the cookie parts back.
77. Cultivate a Norwegian accent. If Norwegian, affect a Southern drawl.
78. Routinely handcuff yourself to furniture, informing the curious that you don't want to fall off "in case the big one comes".
79. Deliberately hum songs that will remain lodged in co-workers brains, such as "Feliz Navidad", the Archies "Sugar" or the Mr. Rogers theme song.
80. While making presentations, occasionally bob your head. like a parakeet.
81. Lie obviously about trivial things such as the time of day.
82. Leave your Christmas lights up and lit until September.
83. Change your name to "AaJohn Aaaaasmith" for the great glory of being first in the phone book. Claim it's a Hawaiian name, and demand that people pronounce each "a."
84. Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.
85. Chew on pens that you've borrowed.
86. Wear a LOT of cologne.
87. Listen to 33rpm records at 45rpm speed, and claim the faster speed is necessary because of your "superior mental processing."
88. Sing along at the opera.
89. Mow your lawn with scissors.
90. At a golf tournament, chant "swing-batabatabata-suhWING-batter!"
91. Ask the waitress for an extra seat for your "imaginary friend."
92. Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn't rhyme.
93. Ask your co-workers mysterious questions, and then scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something
about "psychological profiles."
94. Stare at static on the TV and claim you can see a "magic picture."
95. Select the same song on the jukebox fifty times.
96. Never make eye contact.
97. Never break eye contact.
98. Construct elaborate "crop circles" in your front lawn.
99. Construct your own pretend "tricorder," and "scan" people with it, announcing the results.
100. Make appointments for the 31st of September.
101. Invite lots of people to other people's parties.
Girls night out
Two women friends had gone out for a Girls Night Out, and had been decidedly over-enthusiastic on the cocktails. Incredibly drunk and walking home they suddenly realized they both needed to pee. They were very near a graveyard and one of them suggested they do their business behind a headstone or something. The first woman had nothing to wipe with so she took off her panties, used them and threw them away. Her friend however was wearing an expensive underwear set and didn't want to ruin hers, but was lucky enough to salvage a large ribbon from a wreath that was on a grave and proceeded to wipe herself with it. After finishing, they made their way home.
The next day the first woman's husband phones the other husband and said, "These damn girls nights out have got to stop. My wife came home last night without her panties." "That's nothing," said the other. "Mine came back with a sympathy card stuck between the cheeks of her butt that said, 'From all of us at the Fire Station, Well never forget you!'
Sounds of the Wild
Mother: "What does the cow say?"
Child: "Moo!"
Mother: "Great! What does the cat say?"
Child: "Meow."
Mother: "Oh, you're so smart! What does the frog say?"
And this wide-eyed little 3 year-old looked up at her mother and in her deepest voice replied, "Bud."
Friday, April 6, 2012
intro
Underage Sex Intro My name is Karmella, but most of my friends call me Mell. I'm 13, and people my age really shouldn't be having sex. Parents that think we are sent us to a boarding school. It's called Acadmie du Sexe, which is French. More or less, we believe it to be Sex Academy. Not that our parents know that. It's in France, obviously, but everyone who goes there is from America. There are probably 20 students that are from another country. I have curves that put a model to shame, and boobs that have their own names. Tori and Sheela. I'm just weird like that. I've heard that the people that go to this school have sex classes. Meaning we have sex in front of a teacher, and get graded on it. Sounds good to me. And if you're wondering, I am NOT a virgin. So, im riting this story as well as the other one. Likes for part one!!! Luv u!!!
part one story
Underage Sex Part 1 I walk into my dorm, smiling slightly. Each girl gets a guy as a roommate. I head to the stairs, and walk up 2 flights. I turn to the right, and walk down past 5 doors. I stop at room 113. I hear rustling inside. I turn the handle and walk in. The guy's back is to me, but his ass is in view, and damn it is firm. I walk to my bed, set down my luggage, and start unpacking. "Ahem," someone says. I turn around, and gasp. Standing in front of me is a male model. His skin is golden, his hair a dark brown, his eyes a soldering chocolate. "Yes?" I say a little out of breath. "My name is Aran. You must be Mell." He smiles, looking at my body. He seems to be about 14. "Hey. Where are you from?" He gestures to his side of the room. Pictures of the Giants and Colts are everywhere. "Oh. America. Me too. So..." "Would you like to get to know each other's body." Now this is what I came for. I nod. In less than a second we're stripping each other, and we're kissing. He starts fingering me, and my pussy gets wet. "Would you like to have my dick inside you?" he murmurs against my lips. I whimper, loving the way he just wants to be released. "I'll take that as a yes." Gud? Plz comment below. Luv u all!!! Likes for mor.
this was shared by a cancer person survey
PLEASE READ Cancer has gotten to all of us, whether we have it or not. I know that everyone knows, is friends with, is in love with, or is related to someone that has some type of cancer. My step-grandmother passed away on Thanksgiving of 2008 because of breast cancer. I remember waking up at 2:00AM to rush to the hospital and praying for her to be alright. It was the first time I have seen some in my family cry. I couldn't even bring myself to tears, but I know that deep inside, I was crying. I fell asleep in the waiting room at about 4:00AM and she babysat my little brother all the time and I heard my mom say, "He may get over the pain, but he will never forget.". And other people were telling her to wait until 6 to pass, so we didn't have to watch, and as she did, she passed away at 6:01AM. But that story brings me to this...My big brother's best friend was diagnosed with bone cancer last week and I got a call from my brother this morning to tell me he needed me to shave his head, so I asked why, and there he told me as I bursted into tears because his best friend was also my friend that helped me with homework, babysat me for a couple years, and just hung out with me because he wanted to. So I shaved my brother's head today, and I knew the whole time, that they are true friends. This is not a sob story, but please like if u know someone who has survived, or is living, or died from any kind of cancer.
joke night
How To Go Fishing Four married guys go fishing. After an hour, the following conversation took place. First guy: "You have no idea what I had to do to be able to come out fishing this weekend. I had to promise my wife that I will paint every room in the house next weekend." Second guy: "That's nothing, I had to promise my wife that I will build her a new deck for the pool." Third guy: "Man, you both have it easy! I had to promise my wife that I will remodel the kitchen for her." They continue to fish when they realized that the fourth guy has not said a word. So they asked him. "You haven't said anything about what you had to do to be able to come fishing this weekend. What's the deal?" Fourth guy: "I just set my alarm for 5:30 am. When it went off, I shut off my alarm, gave the wife a nudge and said, 'Fishing or Blow job?' she said, 'Don't forget to Wear sun-block.'"
how it because a story
Sexy sweet sixteen (a lesbian story) Part 1 (sleep-over intro) It all started last week, i was watching TV when the doorbell rang. Chelsea and Mira were giggling when i opened the door. They had brought a bag of popcorn, 2 sleeping bags, a box of DVD's, pajamas, and a black bag which sounded a lot like a giant box of smarties. They came in and kicked their shoes off. I grabbed their sleeping bags so they had less to carry and hurried down to the basement. I heard then tromping down the stairs after me, and so didn't bother to turn around. We got to the bottom, and threw our stuff on the floor. We started rearranging the couches and loveseat so everyone would have a good view of the TV. It my birthday during the week and my parents allowed me to have a sleepover with my friends, and they promised to be out of the house all night. They also took my brother with them, so its an all girls partyb. I started looking through the DVD's and they raided our pantry. By the time they returned with a bag of chips and 3 cans of coke, i had selected a few movies that i wanted to see. I put in one of them, and then we all started talking an gossiping and giggling. Not really watching the movie. We continued this until we noticed how the time flew. It was dark outside, and the movie was just about over. We decided to get changed now so we wouldn't have to get up later when we were tired. I ran upstairs to my dresser and grabbed a pair boxers (they're like short shorts... But more comfortable) and a tank top. I stripped out of my clothes, peeling off my jeans, and shirt. I unclipped my bra, and slid it off, and then bent over and pulled off my panties. I felt my skin crawl and nipples harden from the nudity, and i quickly stepped into the boxers and threw on the top. I rushed back to the basement to find Mira looking directly into chelsea's eyes, and quickly pulled away when she realized i had seen her. She seemed to be blushing, but so was chelsea. Mira spoke first to break this silence, "your nipples are hard. Is it cold upstairs?" "uhm...not so much..." i replied tentatively Quickly they opened up their sleeping bags and crawled in. I got mine too but i noticed that it was damp, and gross so we as it seemed, two of us would be sharing. We didnt bother ourselves with it, we wouldnt actually go to sleep for a while, if at all. I got more coke, and opened the popcorn. Just as i was about to eat a handful, chelsea spoke up " how about a game of truth or dare? Just between us girls? Everthing goes..." I went pale. I didnt have the best experience with this game before. But not wanting to be a party-pooper, i agreed. Mira seemed delighted at the idea. "ok, Rachel," "yes?" "truth or dare?" "dare..." They looked at each other, and whispered so i heard nothing. "ok. Rachel, we dare you to...." Hey part :) i know its not dirty. Its a buildup for tonight. I want to get really dirty with it!
the start of it
Sexy sweet sixteen (a lesbian story) Intro- My slimy pussy juices were close to oozing out of my hole. Watching my two best friends make out and finger-fuck each other was more than i could handle, i pulled my panties to the side and dipped my fingers in my cum. It was warm, a d the feeling of the lubricant that i produced myself, was a dirty yet addictive feeling which made me want pleasure even more. I had no problem sliding my first finger into my hole, i ha masturbated before. But my second was a little trickier and 3 hurt too much to try. I stifled a moan and pulled my finger out and raised to to my mouth. I licked my fingertip, and then sucked my whole finger, pushing it down my throat. The unfamiliar gag reflex made me pull it out after i choked a bit, but i dint mind. I enjoyed the feeling of exposure and this sluttiness of it all. Hey my name is Rachel, i am about to turn 16, and i just came out of the closet to the world, and to myself. I have chestnut brown hair, to about an inch below shoulder length, small b-cup boobs (which i don't mind very much. I'm sporty and they don't get in the way) and icy-light blue eyes. I am about 5'5" and have happy complexion. If you want to find out all the dirty deets, follow me as i tell you day-to-day If this gets 5 likes, ill put a part one. Its my first story and i was inspired by some actual events, although some details were changed. If you follow, i may have a surprise for you!!
dirty story
Sexy sweet sixteen (a lesbian story)
Part 1 (out of the closet)
"Rachel, we dare you to send pictures of your tits to tyler"
The world collapsed on my shoulders. Tyler was a guy i liked back in grade 8. It seemed childish, yet every time i saw him, i still felt an attraction to him. I racked my brain for an excuse
"but i don't have his number anymore"
"we do!"
"and i don't like him like that anymore"
"its a dare, rachel"
"and you know how i feel about guys and boobs!"
"oh come on! You have nice perky boobs. Tyler will love them."
I tried one last time
"I'm not even sure i like guys anymore"
Dead silence. But it was the truth. Of late, i realized i wasn't crushing in guys at all.
"are you like homophobic? This wasn't the reaction i expected. "
"no rachel, neither of us are homophobic" replied Mira. " we are just surprised cause... Well, we dont like boys either..."
This game was about to get 10 times more fun...
Please like it if you want the next part tonight! Kisses!!
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