Then they'd have some butt-ugly groupies.
What if the GB were spotted at a Marilyn Manson concert?
i ask a question, the next person answers my question and then asks their own and so on.
so i will start off with....... .
what if animals could talk?
Then they'd have some butt-ugly groupies.
What if the GB were spotted at a Marilyn Manson concert?
my parents just don't understand why i don't want to be part of the jehovah's witnesses organization.
it's not that i don't believe jesus' teachings, but i believe that the society has taken it too far.
they read too deep into god's words, that they end up putting training wheels on everyone.
Yes, been there, done that. And as soon as I could after graduation, I was gone and I never looked back.
I made sure that my grades were good throught hunior high and high school, (ditto for college entrance exam scores) so that I got a scholarship. I also applied for every possible bit of financial aid at the university (grants, loans, work-study, etc.).
If you want out, then develop a plan to get out. You have two years. In the meanwhile, give your parents the resepct that they deserve & stay out of trouble.
doodle-v's thread regarding our own ypa questions got me thinking about this.
recall when we were past the "bloom of youth", and we could start the dating process (with only the possibility of marriage in mind, of course).
i was reminded again and again to look for that brother who possessed "spiritual qualities", ie, who could take the lead, had the goal of becoming a pioneer, or already was a pioneeer, etc.
I was thinking the same thing ... good in the sack, bodacious ta-ta's ...
I also learned to avoid any gals who used the laundromat. After all, if she can't afford her own washer & dryer, how will she be able to support me in the lifestyle to which I am accustomed?
put yourself back in a dub's kids shoes and make up your own young people ask titles.. here's mine:.
young people ask:.
why do i have to go to these lousy meetings five times a week?.
Young People Ask: Which publications' pages make the best rolling papers? I'm on a tight budget and can't afford ZigZag's.
i'll start.
2 men are driving through wales, intent on enjoying a weekends fishing.
eventually, they come into the tiny town of llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, which, as everyone knows, is the longest town-name anywhere in the world.
A guy goes into the confessional and says "Pardon me, Father, for I have sinned. I have been with a loose woman."
The priest asks, "Is that you, little Tommy Shaughnessy?"
"Yes, Father, it is."
"And, who was the woman you were with?"
"Sure and I can't be tellin' you, Father. I don't want to ruin her reputation."
"Well, Tommy, I'm sure to find out sooner or later, so you may as well tell me now. Was it Brenda O'Malley?"
"I cannot say."
"Was it Patricia Kelly?"
"I'll never tell."
"Was it Liz Shannon?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't name her."
"Was it Cathy Morgan?"
"My lips are sealed."
"Was it Fiona McDonald, then?"
"Please, Father, I cannot tell you."
The priest sighs in frustration. "You're a steadfast lad, Tommy Shaughnessy, and I admire that. But you've sinned, and you must atone. You cannot attend church mass for three months. Be off with you now."
Tommy walks back to his pew. His friend Sean slides over and whispers, "What'd you get?"
"Three month's vacation and five good leads."
i ask a question, the next person answers my question and then asks their own and so on.
so i will start off with....... .
what if animals could talk?
We'd find loopholes in the tax laws.
What if Eric Clapton had died in that crash instead of Stevie Ray Vaughn?
i ask a question, the next person answers my question and then asks their own and so on.
so i will start off with....... .
what if animals could talk?
Then I hope he'd choose the nearest mime school as his final destination.
What if the internet went away tomorrow?
i'll start.
2 men are driving through wales, intent on enjoying a weekends fishing.
eventually, they come into the tiny town of llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch, which, as everyone knows, is the longest town-name anywhere in the world.
After having their 11th child, an Arkansas couple decided that was enough, as they could not afford a larger bed. So the husband went to his veterinarian and told him that he and his cousin didn't want to have any more children.
The doctor told him that there was a procedure called a vasectomy that could fix the problem but that it was expensive. A less costly alternative, said the doctor, was to go home, get a cherry bomb (fireworks are legal in Arkansas), light it, put it in a beer can, then hold the can up to his ear and count to 10.
The Arkansas man said to the doctor, "I may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I don't see how putting a cherry bomb in a beer can next to my ear is going to help me."
"Trust me," said the doctor.
So the man went home, lit a cherry bomb and put it in a beer can. He held the can up to his ear and began to count:
"1"
"2"
"3"
"4"
"5"
At which point he paused, placed the beer can between his legs, and resumed counting on his other hand.
This procedure also works in Kentucky, Mississippi, and West Virginia.
i remember a month ago, receiving a slip at my door, saying that the memorial is this coming sunday, and it was signed by an elder, saying "your brother" elder so and so.
it was as if he and i were at the same level by writting "your brother".
the first reaction i had, seeing "your brother", acted as if we had a special bond, with a responsibility attached to it.. do you think that being called "brother or sister" is a way of manipulating you, a way of getting more out of you?
What effect did, being called "Brother or Sister" have on you?
Anyone who called me "sister" got a knuckle sandwich. Calling me "brother" was OK, though.
this morning i woke up to go to the doctors office because of a terrible gout attack i had over the weekend and i just didn't feel like waking up.
i relly felt like commiting suicide because my life is somewhat hopeless.
the pain i'm going thru, the amount of time i'm missing on my job, the debt is increasing, i just didnt; feel like getting up and doint anything but taking my shotgun and shooting my brains out.
I almost forgot ... clicking any of the buttons on the following page always makes me feel better: