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just wanna shout out a big warm FUCK YOU new york from sunny california- the great marijuana state- not imported , locally grown and almost ready to harvest smoke it if youse got it
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I’ve got to lose weight. Looking for anyone over 35 for walking in or near Pelham Parkway, Allerton. North Bronx, Lower Westchester, Upper Manhattan. Come on and help me out, I hate to walk alone.
In the month of October, Great Britain sent more unique visitors to Afflictor than any other nation. The Top 5:
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Two years ago I set up a date site after a friend met someone nice and local on his very first try on ….Craigslist ! They got together for months on the weekends and had alot of fun . I eventually made contact with a woman in Maryland and after a few e-mails and phone calls she drove up to spend the nite. 45 minutes after first meeting we were in a Holiday Inn in Morris County getting it on. She later drove back up & brought me back to her home for a 4 day visit that included a threesome in Delaware ! Wow. The next woman was local and again we had dinner and had sex the first date and every weekend after for the next three months or so. They were both willing & eager to enjoy themselves and we parted on good terms. Nice figures & attitudes as well. I’m 56 6’1″ 190 lbs.
I am a male who enjoys wearing dark color toe polish. Why do people giggle or look at me funny? Celebrities do it and it’s cool. It’s just paint. Why are tattoos acceptable but not polish. I just don’t get it!!! Anyone have an opinion on this??
I’ve finally decided what I want to be for Halloween. A 90’s mom. I need To find a bigger size pair of high wasted Women’s Jeans. Preferable Light wash. Let me know if you can help me out would be amazing.
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“I’m not a woman anymore…I’m a mom”:
Not sure if I should have posted this under Missed Connections, but someone HAS to know the answer to this question:
Was Gabriel Byrne in the Ataturk Airport in Istanbul, Turkey around the first week of January 2005?
Had a very bizarre incident where I was in the Ataturk Airport, awaiting a flight that wouldn’t be leaving for Frankfurt, Germany for another 3 hours or so. It was relatively early in the morning (3am-5am?), and there were very few people in the airport. I purchased an English language newspaper and sat down in a remote waiting area. Awhile later, a dark-haired gentleman wandered through the airport and chose to sit down right across from me, of all places in the entire airport. I made eye contact and nodded to acknowledge him, then went back to reading the paper. Since I was traveling alone, I didn’t want to be too chatty or overly friendly to a stranger, but every now and again I found this individual staring at me with a strange little smile, as if to say, “You know who I am, but you’re not sure…”
Eventually, his flight was called, and he parted ways with a gentle smile. To this day, I still don’t know if that was Gabriel Byrne sitting across from me. If that was him, I missed a chance to say hello to my favorite actor. Unfortunately, I’ll never know. Such is life, I suppose.
Tags: Gabriel Byrne
Those good people responsible for the excellent Electric Typewriter site asked me to create a reading list of ten great long-form pieces of journalism that they could recommend to their readers. So I did. If you want to check out my choices–and read some classic articles for free–visit their site over the next two days.
Where do they get off calling it Almond Joy? It’s got 2 fucking almonds in it. They should call it Almond Rations instead.
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It will be shits and giggles on Newsweek. I have to get to my bf can’t waste time on this loser anymore who starving for attention, but does not give his real name. Have fun, and if you are so foolish not to worry about this, you are dumber than I thought.
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need asap can not have any drugs in your urine, except benzos if you take that its okay,, no weed or any opiates or blow, and no pain pills whats so ever quick easy 10 bucks if you live in cobble hill or carroll gardens please contact me asap, this is not for probation just so you know, serious replys only this evening please we can meet
I see you deleted me as your FB friend whats the point I must CREEP you out or some dumb shit LIKE WTF I ask you to help me out with another Mix you “say” sure and that you’ll get to work on it over and over and over again only to flake on it. And U just could of said “steve I dont have the time anymore to do it Im sorry” and that would have been that hell im not even mad about it. But why add me as a FB friend to just delete me I post a come about how I too made some good grub and miss chatting so you FUCKEN DELETE ME AS YOUR FRIEND sorry I was putting up playful banter. SORRY if my FB status my have been a bit down trodden My mother has CANCER AND IM GETTING EVICTED I MIGHT BE HOMELESS MY MONDAY but today to find out someone whom I thought was at least a decent humanbeing was at least my Music Buddy was no more then a fraud. I knew some cool ass ppl and bands going to NYC was going to ask for some advice but you know what it dont matter. People like you make me sick Your the reason Hipster a derogatory word. Thanks A lot for your help in past I don’t think I’ll ever ask anything upon you again.
i fucking hate you. you make me angry. you ruined my life and now everything makes me angry. puppies make me angry. stupid hipster baristas piss me off. yoga makes me angry. people who wear leg warmers. people who wear arm warmers. facebook status updates. gluten-free labels. stores that don’t take $50 bills. atm’s that keep handing them out. vegetarians. vegans. people who don’t like fur. ugly people. fat people. skinny bitches. people who use bad grammar and make up words like refudiate. throwing up in my mouth a little and then having to swallow it. dropped calls on my iphone. waiting for the bus. paying for the bus. being ass grabbed on the bus. paying too much for cable. rainbows and fucking unicorns. children who at the age of 4 already feel entitled to give the world attitude. the asshole parents who make them like that. tim horton’s coffee. emails from nigerian princes and british estate lawyers. cel phone ringbacks. detox diets. thanksgiving. black friday. christmas. easter. valentine’s day. jesus. solar calculators. solar panels. saving planet earth. hippies. sorting my fucking garbage even though half the recycling still goes into landfill. guys who have enough money to randomly go to outer space. corn poo. tickle me elmo. endless voicemail options. the alarm clock. shitty take out. good take out. warm beer. creepy ass earwigs. god damn birds chirping in the morning. people who steal. and most of all these gorgeous awesome smelling tulips that were my favourite flower make me fucking angry!!!!!!!
Tags: Richard Branson
preferably skilled in the areas of crawling and crying.
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Now this whole anti-bully this is so great, but ,where was this concept in 1965 when I was getting my ass kicked after school? You could speak to your father but his advice was to hit them back. You could speak to your teacher but it would have been brushed under the carpet. You could tell the police but they couldn.t care less. It’s amazing how time changed.
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Lets see: My parents were well-off by the age of 35. They owned 4 homes and retired early.
Me: 41, have roommates to afford this city. dead-end job I recently lost, no 401K left. No girlfriend, never even close to being married, out of shape, miserable, on Cymbalta for depression. No group of friends and nothing great in my life.
Sarcastic, opinionated and bitter.
Knees hurt walking 2 blocks, angry, broke and mean to just about everyone I meet as a result.
The closet thing I ever get to feeling good about myself is day-dreaming that I’m special, talented or handsome. I’m a total certified LOSER.
My african grey congo parrot is in need of a new home. I do not want to let him go at all but due to my pregnancy I can not afford to care for him the way he deserves. It breaks my heart but it would make me happy to know I can save him from bordom and depression. He has been vaccinated against polyomavirus with AP vaccine. His name is Ruby. Like all other parrots, it will take a little while for him to adapt to his new environment but with the TLC and attention he needs, he will be fine and friendly. He speaks and whistles very clearly and understands the command “STEP UP”. I use to have his wings clipped monthly to assure he will never fly away from me while I took him for his walks outside. He will remain on your shoulder as long as long as nothing strange comes too close to him. Very good and beautiful bird. I am asking of $2,000. to assure a safe home with people who care. I am completely against animal abuse and will request pictures and videos to be sent to my email as the months pass to keep updated on his health, activity, etc.
Tags: Ruby