Italian Virgin « Result #1 on Mar 13, 2009, 8:42pm »
Maria just got married and being a traditional Italian she was still a virgin and very inexperienced around men. So, on her wedding night, while staying at her mother's house, she was nervous. But her mother reassured her. Don't worry Maria,' says the mother. 'Tony's a good man. Go upstairs and he'll take care of you.'
So up she went. When she got upstairs, Tony took off his shirt and exposed his hairy chest. Maria ran downstairs to her mother and says, 'Mama, Mama, Tony's got a big hairy chest.' 'Don't worry, Maria,' says his mother. 'All good men have hairy chests. Go upstairs. He'll take good care of you.'
So up she went again. When she got up in the bedroom, Tony took off his pants exposing his hairy legs. Again Maria ran downstairs to her mother. 'Mama, Mama, Tony took off his pants and he's got hairy legs.' 'Don't worry Maria. All good men have hairy legs. Tony's a good man. Go upstairs and he'll take good care of you.
'So, up she went again. When she got up there, Tony took off his socks, and on his left foot he was missing the better part of three toes. When Maria saw this, she ran downstairs.
Angels Watching Over Me « Result #2 on Mar 13, 2009, 8:42pm »
All night,all day, Angels watching over me,my Lord. All night,all day, Angels watching over me. Sun is a-setting in the west, Angels watching over me,my Lord. Sleep my child,take your rest, Angels watching over me. All night,all day, Angels watching over me,my Lord. All night,all day, Angels watching over me. All night,all day, Angels watching over me,my Lord. All night,all day, Angels watching over me. Sun is a-setting in the west, Angels watching over me,my Lord. Sleep my child,take your rest, Angels watching over me. All night,all day, Angels watching over me,my Lord. All night,all day, Angels watching over me.
Now it was special! « Result #3 on Feb 25, 2009, 11:57pm »
Leather, NFL Regulation, 1963 Chicago Bears-Inscribe The year was 1964.wow power leveling, The place was Chicago. A man I worked with had acquired a couple of all-leather, NFL regulation, 1963 Chicago Bears-inscribed footballs and was selling them at a real good price. My first son was on the way. I bought the football. I had my son's "coming home from the hospital" gift, and it was something truly special. Several years later, young Tom was rummaging around in the garage as only a five- or six-year-old can rummage when he came across the all-leather, NFL regulation, 1963 Chicago Bears-inscribed football. He asked if he could play with it. With as much logic as I felt he could understand, I explained to him that he was still a bit too young to play carefully with such a special ball. We had the same conversation several more times in the next few months,wow power leveling,and soon the requests faded away.
The next fall, after watching a football game on television, Tom asked, "Dad, remember that football you have in the garage? Can I use it to play with the guys now?"
Eyes rolling up in my head, I replied, "Tom, you don't understand. You don't just go out and casually throw around an all-leather, wow gold,NFL regulation, 1963 Chicago bears-inscribed football. I told you before; it's special."
Eventually Tom stopped asking altogether. But he did remember, and a few years later he told his younger brother, Dave, about the all-leather, NFL regulation, 1963 Chicago Bears-inscribed football that was special and kept somewhere in the garage. Dave came to me one day and asked if he could take that special football and throw it around for awhile. It seemed like I'd been through this before, but I patiently explained, once again, that you don't just go out and throw around an all-leather, NFL regulation,wow power leveling, 1963 Chicago Bears-inscribed football.
But it wasn't special anymore.
I stood alone in the garage. The boys had long since moved away from home, and suddenly I realized that the football had never been so special at all. Children playing with it when it was their time to play is what would have made it special. wow gold,I had blown those precious, present moments that can never be reclaimed, and I had saved a football. For what?
I took the football across the street and gave it to a family with young kids. A couple of hours later I looked out the window. They were throwing, catching, kicking and letting skid across the cement my all-leather, wow gold,NFL regulation, 1963 Chicago Bears-inscribed football.
Re: A market's full of people « Result #5 on Mar 13, 2008, 5:49pm »
At the mention of the night, kayko looked up and then her gaze traveled around them.. "it got dark pretty quickly.." she said quietly. Usually it seemed like it took forever for night to come, she always had so much time to do whatever she needed to do each and everyday.
kayko began to think about the old lady they had visited earlier, and she smiled. Tomorrow was going to be an interesting day...
"i don't really know..." she finally answered ace's question.
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Re: A market's full of people « Result #6 on Mar 6, 2008, 12:46am »
Ace nodded, "Alright then. What do you want to do now?" He asked her kindly. He was at a lose for ideas as to what to do and he looked up towards the sky. He laid back onto his back and stared at the sky. "Such a buetiful night." He whispered to himself.
Re: Passive Aggressiveness « Result #8 on Feb 15, 2008, 5:58pm »
Keenan looks down at his own weapon. "Well, I often do not get into these sort of back alley fights, but I could make an exception." Keenan glares back up, and thinks something to himself, I hope I could last without some medicine, I'm still sick.
Re: Passive Aggressiveness « Result #9 on Feb 15, 2008, 4:45pm »
Ivy and Albatross both turned their attention to the two men now. so..they're serious... I'll place my bets on the one with the strange weapon thought Albatross. Ivy usually was a good gambler..but...this was a tough one. This time, she would not bet. But she'd be happy to watch.
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