I dismember and fist deer, but I fail to see what either of the last two posts have to do with anything

it was the name of a po...romantic movie.

How has there not been an "Ask Kristy" thread made before?

John Groce is now friends with Kristin Miller and 77 other people

Coreix

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-7MfHsLT9hY#t=1m55s

Dear Beloved in Christ,

It is by the grace of God that I received Christ, having known the truth; I had
no choice than to do what is lawful and just in the sight of God for eternal
life and in the sight of man for witness of God & His Mercies and glory upon my
life. I am Mrs. Sarah Hendrick, the wife of Mr. Robert Hendrick; both of us are
citizens of the united state of America. My husband worked with the
Chevron/Texaco in Hong Kong for twenty years before he died .We were married
for ten years without a child. My Husband died after a brief illness that
lasted for only four days. Before his death we both got born-again as dedicated
Christians.

Since his death I decided not to re-marry or get a child outside my matrimonial
home which the Bible is strongly against. When my late husband was alive he
deposited the sum of (FOURTEEN MILLION POUNDS) with a Bank in Europe.
Presently, this money is still with the Bank and the management just wrote me
as the beneficiary that our account has been DORMANT and if I, as the
beneficiary of the funds, do not re- activate the account; the funds will be
CONFISCATED or I rather issue a letter of authorization to somebody to receive
it on my behalf (note that you need to activate his account) as I can not come
over.

Presently, I'm in a hospital in Hong Kong where I have been undergoing treatment
for throat cancer. I have since lost my ability to talk and my doctors have told
me that I have only a few weeks to live. It is my last wish to see this money
distributed to charity organizations and NGO anywhere in the World in helping
human race. Because relatives and friends have plundered so much of my wealth
since my illness, I cannot live with the agony of entrusting this huge
responsibility to any of them. Please, I beg you in the name of God to help me
Stand-in as the beneficiary and collect the Funds from the Bank.

I want a person that is God-fearing who will use this money to fund churches,
orphanages and widows propagating the word of God and to ensure that the house
of God is maintained. The Bible made us to understand that blessed is the hand
that giveth. I took this decision because I don't have any child that will
inherit this money and my husband's.I await your quick response to this mail as
this is my last wish to see this funds transferred before my Death. Please my
beloved for further communication on how we are going to conclude this. E-mail
: sarahhndrick@hotmail.com

Your Sister In Christ,
Mrs.Sarah Hendrick.

The Notorious B.I.G. - "Who Shot Ya?" (Serj Tankian Remix)

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The night I got back, I went to her room. We were just going to talk. Well, I got there and she was wearing the gorram promise ring she’d told me she’d turned down. When I asked her about it, she said her mom made her take it. She took it off when I said something. I’d thought I was ready to see her, but I wasn’t. It was really hard. I just sat down on her couch and didn’t really say anything. She came and sat next to me and leaned against me. I don’t remember who moved first, but soon we were kissing. After everything that girl had done to me, I don’t know why I cared for her. But I did. We hung out the next two or three nights until the fateful night. The night my eyes were opened and I was set free.

She was an RA, so she had to help with people moving in. So, a few nights after we’d kissed, I was in her room and somebody knocked at her door needing her help. She left to help them and I was left alone in her room. Then her phone went off. Now, while we were dating, I’d read her texts and she’d read mine and whatever. So I picked it up and read it. I think it was from Facebook. I don’t remember. But I accidentally hit “up” on her inbox, going to the oldest message. This message happened to be a saved message from the summer boyfriend saying “I want to marry you. But not in June 11.” (This is when we’d planned on getting married. The summer after we graduated college) Shocked, I read the next message, which was also a locked message from him. “I love you, grape. I want to spend my life with you.” I started flipping through her messages. She’d been texting him and there were also messages to Bag that said “[my name] keeps wanting to hang out and I am NOT cool with that. I’m glad you taught me to stand up for myself.”

Now I was really pissed off, so I opened her computer and looked at her Facebook. She’d been talking to the summer boyfriend. Oh, but guess what. She never broke up with him. She was telling him she loved and missed him and couldn’t wait to see him, but really needed to go to bed so that she could get up the next morning (more like so she could make out with me). She was playing me like never before. So when she walked back in, I showed her the messages and the texts and gave her one chance to explain. Her brilliant, enlightening explanation? “My parents made me do it.”

I said “See ya” and haven’t looked back.

And that’s the story of my first girlfriend.

The End.

I thought Juanda had like 6 bracelets, not 1.

poopty peupty pants

Now let's do the sex.